Shiraiko(New Penname):Hey everyone^ ^ Hope you enjoy this story~ First time with this couple sry, might not be what you wanted~~but hope you enjoy~~ Izuna-chan and Sakura-Chan~~ SakuIzu~~(ok isn't it supposed to be the other way around?)
Sakura: No I am seme! That's because I am smart and a Tech-queen, and I have a bloodline limit…
Shiraiko: Izuna-san has a bloodline limit too.
Sakura: Folks please ignore everything we said. The main couple is SakuIzu, mentions of MadaIzu and TobiIzu.
Shiraiko: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters…they belong rightfully to their creator. (Lucky person) AND NO MARY SUE OR OWN CHARACTERS THAT IS GOING TO HAVE A GOOD ENDING.
A scratch made its way to the porcelain skin of Sakura Haruno, and blood trickled down the fine skin of the 15 year old as a kunai whizzed by，unable to dodge it…the people resurrected by Kabuto, were endless, and the armies of Zetsu aren't helping. She being the strategist of Konoha as well as the head of the Technologies and Mechanics group is now stepping out into the battlefield because…the Forth Shinobi War was proving too much for the countries could handle.
She grimaced softly as the wound on her side stung again, and she ran her hands over her bandaged torso. Sakura wasn't your average 15 year old girl…first of all, she didn't have an attractive body, and she would consider her lack of chest her worst feature, especially compared to Hinata or her Sensei. But on the other hand, with a chest like hers, she could just openly stalk into the boys side of the hotsprings…flat as any boy, Sakura would once more declare that she wasn't anything attractive…at least not off the battle field…
"Ok, now we stick to strategy B. The theory…" Being the smartest ninja had it's downsides, she had to control gigantic works of robotic mechanism across the battlefield, armed with the most powerful, destructive fire-powers…with only a mere mechanical arm on herself, while trying to get the whole village to carry out her plan.
"Sakura, are you sure that destructing the pinpoint here is a check to the opponent's King?" Shikamaru asked beside her. Ever since the war, she started showing all the intelligence that she had been hiding, and it surprised everyone, knocking Shikamaru cleanly out of first place.
"Check," Sakura said softly, and all 5 alternative ways the opponent could make popped out of her mind, while she quickly conquered all of them. Pounding footsteps came from behind her and the group that was on the mere sides of the battlefield.
"Sakura…"the voice huffed with fatigue as the speaker had probably ran from all the way here. "Tsunade-sama wishes to see you." Sakura turned to find Shizune…a sempai in the medic field.
"Hai, I'll report to the office immediately," she gave a quick nod to Shikamaru, and took swift steps to the Hokage tower.
The building was greatly not what it had been before the war. Great blocks of earth caved in and the hallways, despite the wishes of the shinobi to protect the building itself was filled with blood. The glass on the window were cracked, while some were shattered by shurikens that flew everywhere.
"Hokage-sama." Sakura knocked the wooden door, putting an effort on avoiding the parts that had been painted by a fresh coat of blood of the ninja that fought to death protecting the Hokage, and entered to see the grim face of Tsunade.
"Shishou," Sakura said softly, as she saw the old and withered face of Tsunade instead of the beautiful youthful one. Naruto, Kakashi, Yamato and Sai were gathered around the room.
"Ah, Sakura…" Tsunade motioned for Sakura to walk towards the group, which the pink haired kunochi did.
"As you see, Konoha is ripped apart by war-", Tsunade began grimly, stopping Sakura on her explanation of her strategy that even Tsunade herself approved of.
"I do not want this war costing any more lives…"her voice broke in mid sentence, and Sakura stood there, understanding that she might have been thinking of her loved ones that had been lost during the war. After a long time, Sakura nodded, and gathered chakra to her eyes, turning them a brilliant purple, activating the bloodline limit that had been in the Haruno Clan for centuries, one that can prevent all genjutsu.
"What do you wish for me to do?" With a whoosh, she kneeled on the ground on one knee and her right fist to the ground in the motion of a knight.
"I don't want to be the Hokage that cost Konoha most lives, I don't want the Fourth Ninja war to end your way, Sakura, I know for the war, it's the best way, but…" Tsunade swallowed, trying to calm herself, and continued.
"I hope that you can save us all…I hope that you can go back to 80 years ago, when Madara was young, and try to stop him from being immortal, you can do it by your speech, love, or just plainly killing him. I hope that you can save us…" Sakura looked up shocked.
"I am sorry Tsunade-sama, I do not approve of your way to do this, you can't! I won't let you use my technologies or my vortex port." Sakura said shakily trying to stand against Tsunade. But this was one of the Legendary Sannin, she was almost helpless against. Her mechanical arm, would not be fought against her teacher, she knew clearly, no matter what, the compact laser and the destructive robotic technologies would not be drawn to her teacher.
"Please…Sakura, I am sorry." Tsunade said shakily, as she advanced towards her student, who returned her gaze in frightened emerald eyes, bloodline limit un-activated.
"Very well," Sakura despite her great terror, stood still, and looked at Tsunade with clear emerald eyes, all the rules of the ninja that she had in the depths of her mind reminded her. Be a ninja instead of just acting like one…
"I'd like to bring some belongings before my departure…" she said with restored calmness, and received a nod.
10 minutes later.
"Are you sure about this?" Kakashi said as he lifted his forehead protector that covered his Sharingan eye.
"Dead sure, Kaka-sensei." Sakura said with determination in her eyes. She didn't have enough time to change into new unsoiled clothes, but she did bring some personal belongings. Gold, a small box containing her "secret weapon", a few shruikens and kunais strapped safely to her leg, etc.
After a trip home to bring her usual mission knapsack and the long white cloak and wrapped it around her neck. Her slightly impressive store of gold was tucked safely in her knapsack and she brought a choice of light utensils and some…instant ramen. A book, and a computer stored in her gear arm part. She brushed over the small bell that Kakashi had used in their exercise and tucked it in her medical pouch which was filled with bandages and antidotes, and tied it around her hip.
Emerald eyes closed as the vortex sucked her in, bringing her to the unknown past of 80 years ago…
The portals opening came a few feet above the ground, and Sakura's body was dumped on the ground with quite a force. Coughing slightly while rubbing her wounds gingerly, she complained:
"Nice ride, Kakashi-sensei," sitting up to regain some balance, she tested her body joints to see if she sprained them, and sighing in relief a few minutes later.
Looking around, it wasn't the Hokage Tower anymore…but some land in the middle of a huge forest…The future Hokage tower would be built here, and it was not moved to any other place in history, so this must be a guarded territory, an important landmark that belonged to the Senjus. The smart, calm Sakura kicked in again and she quickly analyzed her situation.
"But first, I have to make it out of the forest alive…The future Hokage tower, being close to the Forest of Death, may have once been the extended part…" Sakura's accurate reasoning was broken by the sound of running water.
She smiled a small lopsided grin and shrugged.
"Well, that is a nice warm welcome." She said as she walked towards the sound of water.
5 hours before the time-travel.
"You are alive…"Izuna said coldly, trying to conceal his amazement. But it was all too unreal. His brother Madara is the head of the Uchiha Clan, and the two of them are the first and only two Uchihas with the Mangekyo Sharingan. He looked in disgust as the Head of a Clan that vowed loyalty to the Uchihas stood against him.
"Well, you aren't your normal self, Madara," he snickered criticizing Izuna. He had taken Izuna as Madara, as they look alike. After Madara became the head of the Uchiha clan, Izuna had been his shadow, his clone…and secretly, to get the load of work off his brother's shoulders.
"I thought you swore your loyalty to the Uchiha Clan," Izuna said, he being his kind and modest self wasn't someone to suspect everything, which would, one day lead him to his grave.
"Don't talk to me about this shit…look at your followers, Madara, after all that time, you just grown more naïve." Izuna looked back to see his comrades lying on the ground, dead. Of course, this person has his kunai and shuriken all coated with a special poison…
"…" Izuna hesitated and looked at him. His eyes glared with an angry shade of red, and he activated his Sharingan. He quickly formed seals, and he copied one of his brother's jutsus.
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"How…how could you?"Izuna stuttered as a rod punctured his chest, and it missed his heart and arteries by a few inches.
"It was foolish for you to believe that I surrendered…Izuna…" Izuna's breath hitched as he pulled the rod cleanly out of his chest in one harsh draw. He stood there for a few minutes, before toppling on the floor, just to have the man who cowered death and surrendered to him a few minutes ago, step on his roughly heaving chest, causing him to cough more copper-tasting substance out.
"You look so much better, Izuna, when you are covered with sin…" he bent down, but Izuna used his last strength… A rod of lightning blue prodded out of his chest, and he toppled over Izuna.
"There….is…poison on that rod…you won't last…..too….…..longer." He said with his dying breaths, and Izuna looked with soulless cold eyes, as he too awaited a long painful death to come.
Sakura was bending down by the river, taking a sample to analyze it on her mechanical computerized system. Just as she bent down to scoop some water out from the flow.
"Blood," she said softly as her sharp nose caught a whiff of the coppery stench. "A lot of blood…" She dropped the utensil on the floor, and ran the direction to blood. No strong chakra signs mean that a battle wasn't going on, and it would be wise to try to get on good terms, no matter with the Senju or the Uchiha. It was a horrendous sight.
A boy with hair resembling Sasuke's laid on the floor face up. His eyes were blank and soulless, and it looked as if he was an antique puppet with its strings cut.
Sakura was surprised to find that there was still a weak chakra signal coming from him, and she took her ANBU mask from her knapsack, and covered her face before progressing on healing.
Judging by the crest on his dark torn up shirt, he was an Uchiha. And he was small and frail looking…Sakura surveyed the surroundings, and looked at the great damage they made during their battle.
"On second thoughts, maybe not." Sakura muttered, and forced her full power into healing the boy. Her nimble fingers skimmed over his pale skin, and drew the poison out of his body, smiling as his presence grew stronger as she pressed more healing chakra into him.
"Here," she looked at the wound. Unlike most medics, Sakura chose the smart way to heal, and started from the inside so that it was better, and now nothing was left but a faint trace of a scar. She smiled gently at his depleted chakra and reached in her medical pouch and took a bottle filled to the brim with solider pills out, and slipped 2 inside his mouth, and removed his tattered bloody clothing from his body, pulling her own cloak off and wrapped it around him.
"Don't worry, you are safe…"She said softly and picked Izuna up bridal style. And jumped down to where she was at before their little "meeting".
Izuna woke to falling of night. He got up and the cloak slipped off him, revealing his pale, thin and most of all, bare chest, and sucked in air. He gulped slightly, to find the rest of him naked too. A small yelp escaped his lips, a big blush formed on his face, and he quickly wrapped himself up with the cloak. It was a soft beige color, and it smelled of…cherry blossoms. He found his clothes, all dried by the fire, hanging on a pole, and a burnt out campfire. There were 5 fishes propped on poles, and a small container full of condensed water.
"Arigato," a small smile slipped on the naïve Uchiha's face, and he slowly brought the container to his lips, which was wise, considering if they really needed to take his life, they would use the time when he was unconscious. The night breeze blew by, and he shivered in his cloak a little. Walking over to the pole where his clothes were kept, he gingerly pulled them on. The huge hole in his chest suddenly brought him back to his senses. The memory of the rod piercing him was too real. He took his shirt off, to inspect the wound, but found that there was nothing more than a thin trace of a scar, and to his great surprise, his chakra was filled to the brim. Another memory hit him hard. A masked face swam before his eyes, and the gentle whispers. Izuna could not determine if his savior had been male or female. The flat chest that he was held against, which was really 90 degrees straight down flat, suggested that his savior had been a male, but the pink locks that blew from behind the mask suggested otherwise.
Of course, Izuna still had the pride that ran in the veins of all Uchihas, and it greatly hurt his pride that he was saved by someone who could have been a Senju.
"Nothing happened here," he looked around frantically for any trace of viewers, and quickly slipped his shirt on with a heavy blush, and pulled the cloak on, and took a run back to the safety of the Uchiha Clan Residence.
"Arigato," Sakura nodded to the keeper of the inn as she passed her a copper key. She slipped the key into the keyhole, and went in quickly to avoid the evening chill. Without her cloak, could feel the wind blowing goose bumps into her skin.
She went over the storyline of the day, and it all started so normal, and then, she was transported to 80 years into the past…and she saved some unknown Uchiha…
She took out a notepad and a pen, and decided her strategy for this mission. To destroy or to love? Sakura drew the plotline, and the best strategy, but little did she know that even without the plan, her mission was already a great success.
Two pairs of eyes looked into the night sky, a pair emerald, a pair black…
"Who are you?"
Shiraiko: Well, that's it for chapter one. I know I am trying to handle with an unusual couple, but please be kind. I can promise no Mary-sue ness because I hate them too, and I won't add female OCs,[god those suck]. Well, I hope that fans of this couple would enjoy this story.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW IF YOU LIKED THIS, REVIEW IS MY BIGGEST MOTIVATION.
Sneak peek into chapter 2: Dragged into war.
"What are you doing?" Sakura said as her arms were locked by 2 people with dark raven hair and an Uchiha family crest on his dark blue shirt.
"You'll go through an interrogation, for purposely harming Izuna-sama."
"WHAT?"
Shiraiko: Ja ne ~