Beneath the Cherry Blossom Tree

A/N:OH MY GOD. THIS STORY WAS DELETED ACCIDENTALLY. I AM REPOSTING ALL OF THE CHAPTERS, LIKE, NOW.

Prologue: Do you believe in ghosts?

Ohayou, minna-san! Or is it actually the afternoon? Sorry about that, I lost track of time already. See, in my condition, it's kinda hard to keep track of time.

Before I tell you what condition that is, I have a question for you. Answer me honestly alright? I want to know your real feelings about my condition. Okay, here it goes… Do you believe in ghosts?

Weird question, right? I know, don't worry, if I were you, I would have been freaked out too. Don't freak out though, because I'm not a psycho. It's just… Well, I'll get straight to the point. Don't be scared alright?

I'm Haruno Sakura. I was born March 28. I'm eighteen years old. Or I think I am. My condition is… Well, I'm a ghost. Don't freak out! I don't kill people or take out their internal organs or scare them to death! Okay, so sometimes I scare people, but the only ones who get scared are the ones who have negative thoughts on us ghosts (Yes, you read that right,ghosts. I'm not the only one on campus). Oh, and another thing. Two, actually. So the first is I don't have any memory at all of what happened to me before I died. Not because I'm dead though, cause the other ghosts I've met have memories of how and why they died. I have none of those though. I don't even know anything else about my past for that matter. Okay, second thing is I kind of uhm… just 'woke up' on campus. I can't use any other term for it, really, cause that's exactly how it felt like. Like you were just woken up from a really long slumber. And there's a catch too: apparently, I can't leave the school. I don't know why but I guess it has something to do with how I died. And I think that it' about fifty two years ago. Pretty long time, huh?

So now you know about me. I can't give you anything else though, that's kind of everything I know about myself. Yeah, not much right? But I hope it was enough to give some light on who is babbling nonstop here. Do you believe me? Probably not. But maybe if I tell you why I'm telling you all this, you might believe me.

A few weeks ago, I was really bored. Nobody came by the old building I'm in, so I decided to do a little wandering. I passed by the new building for the senior students, and just passed by the students in there. It felt weird, however. They just don't stare or smile at you when you get near them. You can't talk to anyone; no one can see you and no one can hear you even if you're the one who's talking. No matter how long I've been like this, I just can't help but feel sad when nobody notices me.

I walked through the cafeteria, the lobby and even sat in a few classes just to get rid of the boredom but it won't go away. I really needed someone to talk to.

I noticed something while in one of the classes: there was a garden behind the new building. And it has a sakura tree in it (I love cherry blossoms!). So I decided to just go there to pass the time since I have nothing else to do.

While on my way there, I noticed two guys talking. Well, they can't see me so might as well go and catch up on campus gossip. I sat down on one of the benches around the tree, and like I assumed, they didn't notice me. Who would anyways? I'm a ghost. So I just sat there silently and listened to their conversation. It went something like this:

"Teme! C'mon, give me a real answer, you moron!" That's what the tan, whiskered, blue-eyed blond asked his friend. I turned to said friend to see what his answer was and how he looked like.

All I can say is this: He. is. GORGEOUS! Not just the gorgeous type, he's the drop-dead gorgeous type! He has onyx eyes, black hair in the shape of a-I tried hard not to giggle-chicken's ass, and pale white complexion. All he said in response to his friend was this, "I told you already dobe, I don't know. Figure it out yourself or ask the lazy genius Nara."

His blond friend was about to make a remark when the loud ringing of the bell reached all of our ears. Just when they were about to leave, the dark haired boy turned his head in my direction. He then did something that surprised both me and his blond friend.

He nodded at me.

"Ne, teme, who you nodding at?" The blond boy turned to his friend who had already started walking away from me, towards the building.

"No one dobe." Then in a much softer voice that his blond friend didn't hear, but I did, he added, "At least, no one you'd see."

When they were both gone, I was left staring at the ground. That onyx-orbed male… He made me feel something I haven't felt in a long time.

Happiness.

Acceptance.

Recognition.

Normality.

But most of all, he made me feel one particular thing that I never thought I would be capable of feeling.

Hope.

There. Now you know why I'm telling you this. It's just that I suddenly feel hopeful that he can help explain my past. I want to know. I want to know so badly. I just thought I should share it with you.

I just hope you believe me.

Like I hope he'll believe and help me in discovering my past life.

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A/N: I'M REALLY SORRY. This wasn't supposed to be deleted, and I just noticed it now. Sorry, :(