Running with Scissors
Chapter One: The Olympian Complex
Sakura Haruno has never really been one for conversation. She's more of a punch first, ask questions later after you've gotten a grudge then punch you again kind of person. She didn't grow up violent, just different. In a word, Sakura Haruno can be described simply as hyper. Or crazy, or deranged or simply a maniac, it only matters which one you choose.
And it just so happened that Sakura Haruno never played by the rules. It just so happened that every little thing her mother would say to her as a child such as 'Don't run with scissors' or 'Don't play with the matches' or even 'Don't try to flush the cat down the toilet', would all fall on deaf ears. Sakura just wanted to have fun, at any cost. And that is exactly what she did.
And in following her own personal choices, Sakura Haruno was deemed unhealthy in a mental sense. AKA, people thought she was crazy, cookoo, a total whackjob, a psycho, it only matters which one you choose. So when Sayoko Haruno decided on sending her daughter to a mental facility, you can only imagine Sakura's response.
"WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!" she cheered out gleefully.
This was not Sayoko's prediction of how her daughter would react. Sayoko had imagined tantrums and screaming and the like. Not her daughter screaming out in joy. But then again, Sayoko had taken her to a playground and Sakura just had to get on the swings. Perhaps the girl had not heard her mother correctly…?
"Sakura Chan, you're going to St. Euphoria's Psychiatric Hospital." Sayoko repeated.
And Sakura responded with her previous response.
"WHEEEEEEEE!!!!" she cheered.
Sakura was soon bored with this and jumped off the swing, landing on her feet gracefully. One would think that with her messed up head, she'd land on her face. But then again, one would probably not know one bit about Sakura. Not one little bit at all.
"Kaa Chan, do I have to?" she whined as if she were five.
Sayoko nodded sadly and held her daughter.
"Yes, Sakura. Your things are already packed, in fact…Their care is here right now!" Sayoko said, a bit too much enthusiasm in her voice.
Though Sayoko loved her daughter to death, she couldn't handle the instability of her daughter any longer. It was driving her up the wall and Sayoko just wasn't sure if she could handle it any longer. Sakura looked at the car and then back at her mother. Her jade green eyes narrowed in anger and she raised her hand in a beautiful pale arch, ready to hit her mother.
Sayoko cowered in fear, but it wasn't long until two burly men were holding Sakura back.
"You dirty, no good, rotten whore!! I'm your mother fucking daughter!!! How can you treat me like this, god damnit!?!?! I thought you loved me!! You never would have done this if Kaoru were still here!! You fucker!! You dirty no good rotten, fucker!!" Sakura screamed as the men dragged her back to the car.
These mood swings were a normal occurrence for Sayoko. One moment Sakura was fine and cheery, the next she was ready to kill anyone who was around her. Tears stung at Sayoko's eyes as she watched her daughter being handcuffed as not to hurt anyone besides herself. In all honesty, Sayoko would miss her daughter.
"Always remember that I love you Sakura!! I'm doing this because I love you!!" she called out to her daughter.
And the car zoomed away in the breaking twilight. There Sayoko Haruno stood, never to see her daughter again.
Don't Try to Fix Me. I'm not Broken.
Sakura wriggled around in the backseat of the car that she was stuck in. She had already figured out a way to get out of her bindings, but getting out of the car was another issue. The windows were tinted and Sakura hadn't a clue where she was. Nevertheless, she pushed all doubt from her mind and put her plan in action.
When the car stopped at a red light, Sakura twisted her arms and moved them under herself as she now had her arms in front of her. She swung her arms at the window until it broke and wiggled out of the car. She landed on her face, but Sakura got up and kept going. She tried to scream, but they had gagged her.
Sakura then began running as fast as her legs would take her, but the men from earlier had caught up. One of them grabbed at her arms, but Sakura used her bindings to her advantage. She swung her arms out, and hit the man in the face with them. A long cut resulted on his cheek and she was able to roundhouse kick him in his side, sending him down.
Sakura smirked with this small victory, and turned to the other man who had a needle in his hand. From experience, Sakura knew that needles were bad. They killed, they destroyed, and they freaking hurt. With painful accuracy, Sakura lashed out her foot once more and kicked the needle out of the man's hand.
She swung her cuffs at his neck and knocked him out. Sakura looked back at the driver and noticed that he had sped away. She then searched the two men for anything useful to her. She took both of their wallets and the keys to her bindings. Her clothes were gone, but Sakura didn't mind; the men carried American money. She unlocked her handcuffs and dropped them in front of one of the men's faces before she started running once more, to where, she did not know.
You can't kick me down. I'm already on the ground.
It was midnight by the time Sakura made it to a quaint town in Kohona. It was called Rescue Town, for reasons she knew not. But Sakura felt safe there. She quickly found an apartment building and the man who was the landlord didn't question where she had gotten so much money, or why there was blood on her clothes.
He gave her room thirteen on the third floor and Sakura greatly appreciated it. She dragged herself up the stairs, tired from running and the earlier fight. Thoughts raced through her mind. What would happen if she was spotted? Would the people try to take her to Euphoria's? Sakura shook her head. She couldn't let that happen. She sighed softly and smiled when she finally reached her room.
But it wasn't long until her sweet peace was ruined by a loud yelling of 'GET OUT OF MY ROOM YOU LAZY ASS!!!" Sakura looked up and around to see who had caused the noise, half ready to kill whoever did. She looked at the room a little ways away from hers and saw a blonde girl in a towel kicking out a brunette boy. He looked lazy and tired, and bored, while she looked pissed.
"Is it really my fault if I don't want to go buy you your tampons?" he asked.
The blonde girl nodded furiously, but then noticed Sakura. She gave her a sweet smile before coming full out of her room. It was then did Sakura fully notice everything about the two characters. The high cheekbones and defined blonde hair of the girl and the muscles and capability of the boy. Sakura tilted her head and blinked.
"Are you new to the building? You look it. No one in Rescue Town has pink hair! Well, it's a pleasure to meet you! I'm Yamanaka Ino, and that lazy bum over there is Shikamaru Nara." She introduced gleefully.
It took Sakura a little bit to find the words to say, but in the actual world, it took her barely a moment.
"I am new here. I'm Sakura Haruno. I enrolled for school here and had to move, only problem is, I don't know exactly where Emblem High School is." She lied through her teeth.
Lying had become an art for Sakura. Lies could roll off her tongue in a matter of moments. It was so simply easy for her! She had even gotten free sex a few times, but pulling off a 'I have cancer and I'm going to die in two days. Sadly I'm still a virgin.' Lie. Her mother had always frowned upon lying, but then again, Sakura had always frowned upon listening to her mother.
Nevertheless, Ino nodded knowingly.
"I could show you around school if you like. It's no problem and I'm sure that the lazy ass wouldn't mind helping you out either." Ino cheered.
Shikamaru simply groaned and rolled his eyes. Ino glared at him but then looked back at Sakura.
"Well it's a good thing you came to Olympian Complex. All the stuff here is fully furnished before a person can even move in!" Ino said cheerily.
Sakura nodded softly and turned the key in her lock, opening the door.
"Wait, do you have your uniform for Emblem High?" Ino asked.
Sakura went blank. This was always where lies could backfire. She had to think up something quick, otherwise she'd be completely and utterly screwed.
"Sadly, no. I don't. I had to get here as quickly as possible due to family reasons. I didn't get a chance to get my uniform." Sakura replied sheepishly.
It amazed her to no end how she could pull off being a normal teenage girl. The inner things that went on inside of her mind were things that would frighten anyone who's sanity did not need to be checked.
"Don't worry! Tomorrow's the first day anyways, and I'm sure Shizune Sama will give you a break. Anyways, it was nice meeting you Sakura Chan. Wait for me outside the complex around seven tomorrow morning, alright? Emblem isn't that far away from here, so we can walk together." Ino said.
Sakura nodded.
"Thank you Ino. I'd really…I'd really like that." She replied genuinely.
Sakura then walked into her room and locked the door behind her before Ino could ask any more questions. She then let the façade of cheerfulness fall and let herself feel dog tired. Sakura groaned and easily found her way to the bedroom, not caring enough to take the time to admire the oak wood furnishings or how comfortable the white carpet was beneath her feet.
She wandered into the bedroom and plopped down on her bed. Sakura groaned softly and rolled on her back. She had to make herself a cover story and rehearse it. She couldn't have anyone asking any questions and she simply could not to Euphoria's. Sakura had heard about that place. They break a person's will to fight back and take each ounce of joy from your freaking system and make you one of their puppets.
Sakura shuddered at this. To think her own mother would do something like that. But then again, Kaoru would do something like this as well. Maybe they really were just trying to take care of Sakura, to keep her safe. Sakura frowned as she remembered the last time someone had tried to help her. It had resulted in Kaoru's death.
She turned her head on her pillow and looked at the small electric clock on the nightstand. It read twelve fifteen pm. Sakura sighed softly and nuzzled her face into the pillow a choice in her mind.
She'd stay wary of those who wanted to 'help' her.
The second something about Euphoria's came up, she'd split.
And she'd make sure another Kaoru Incident would never happen again.
I'm running with scissors
And frankly I just don't care
I'm running with scissors
And I wish you weren't there
Random idea started a random fanfic. I was thinking about what it would be like if Sakura was insane, and so this came up!! I hope you guys liked this, and if you don't then that's too damn bad because it's on my list of shit to complete! ^^
Warmest Regards,
Rosabelle