The leaves swirled along the ground, forming wave like patters as if they were an ocean. The sky was bright and sunny and boasted big, beautiful clouds. The crunch! Under Sakura's feet sounded like music to her ears. The street was well shaded by the trees that lined the sidewalks.
In all of this fall paradise, Sakura felt uneasy, she knew that today was much too peaceful. Something was wrong. She tightened her grip on her back pack, why wouldn't whatever was going to happen, happen already? She continued down the street; she was close to her house. Good.
"Oi! Sakura!" Mrs. Li called. "Good luck with your news."
Sakura waved back to her neighbor. But took a long moment to stare at her as she passed by. What news? What was that insane neighbor of hers that usually hated her so nice today? Sakura wanted to scream. Why wouldn't it just get her already?!
She saw the disaster of a house before she even looked at it. (I know that doesn't make much sense, but neither does her life.) She was stuck with 6 brothers. 6 obnoxious brothers, a single mom who was completely desperate, and a tarantula named Bob.
"Neji! Give it back!" Someone called from inside. There was a crash.
Sakura walked up to the front door, but soon found out that someone had wired it to deliver a shock that would probably knock her out for hours, she went around and climbed through the kitchen window.
"What's going o---" She was cut off when Kiba and Neji crashed into her. She was hit, but jumped out of the way before she could be impaled against the wall.
Kiba was 12 years old. A good immature age. Neji was 15. They were too old for this, but then again, Sai, the oldest, was 20, and he still acted like he was two. There was no age in this house, just toddlers stuck in big bodies.
"Okay," She said, splitting her brother up. "Role call!"
There was the sound of footsteps everywhere, the house was one floor, but they seemed to be coming from above too. The roof. Sakura sighed.
6 boys presented themselves in front of her.
"Age formation!" Sakura nearly yelled. She would only have their undivided attention for about 20 more seconds. The group of boys shuffled around and soon were all situated. She smiled.
"Name and age." She yelled.
"Why age?" The youngest asked.
"So I don't forget how old you are just in case you get caught drinking!" Sakura snapped.
Kiba and several others blushed.
She pointed to the youngest. "Begin!"
"Sasuke, 6."
"Shino, 9."
"Kiba, 12."
"Naruto, 13."
Sakura pointed to herself, "Sakura, 14."
"Neji, 15."
"Sai, 20."
Sakura sighed. Everyone was here. She waved for them all to go continue the business, but grabbed Naruto as he tried to leave.
She hissed in his ear. "I would appreciate it if you kept the younger ones off the roof!"
Naruto nodded sheepishly and disappeared. The house was a disaster. There was food, newspapers, muddy shoe prints on the WALLS, toys, video games, Christmas tree lights hanging everywhere, several chairs hanging from the ceiling.
"What kind of demented demon home is this?!" She cried. "Ugh. Where's mom?"
Shino popped up. She knew he would never lie. He smiled. "On a date."
Sakura sighed. "If she comes home and says she's going to have another child, I'm out of here!"
"Where will you go?" Sasuke asked, appearing next to Shino.
"Anywhere BUT here, and I'm taking you with me." She touched Shino lightly on the nose. He wasn't as crazy and awful as his brothers. He was sweet and honest and always came clean, which is why whenever the guys made the mistake of letting him join in on one of their pranks, they did the best to shut him up. He was awfully mistreated by his own family. Used and abused in that brotherly way.
Sakura sighed. She could use some girl help around here. And not from her crazy slt of a mother.
Sakura sat down on the couch, avoiding a slop of something that looked like peanut butter. She put her hands on her knees and nodded off. When she woke up, the door was opening.
"Hey boys!" Her mother called. She nodded at Sakura. "And girl."
Sakura sighed.
"BOYS!!!" She hollered. "LIVING ROOM! NOW!"
It was not long before the whole family was seated comfortably at the couch, poor Shino stuck sitting in that peanut butter muck.
Her mother sat down and smiled at them all. "I'm sure you all love our big family-"
"Oh god, please don't tell me you're pregnant." Sakura begged.
"No. But, I did get-" She stopped herself and held up her hand, which, perched on the ring finger, was a sparkly diamond ring.
"MARRIED?!" Everyone screeched. Naruto fainted.
"How could you get married, you said you met the guy 2 nights ago!" Sakura said.
"Have you met him?"
Sakura shook her head.
"His name was, Mr. Yamanaka."
Sakura nearly fainted like Naruto. "I-Ino-Pigs DAD?!" She screamed.
Her mother nodded as if it was a good thing.
"But if you're married that means she has to-to….no." She said in complete shock. "I am not living with that pig!"
Mrs. Haruno smiled. "But you have to darling! She's family now, and her father has agreed to take OUR family name since it would just be he and Ino instead of all 8 of us. "
Everyone nodded, except Naruto, who was out cold and Sakura.
"Here, this will cheer you up, try this. Ino Haruno, doesn't it have a nice ring to it?"
Sakura screamed.
Everyone sat around the dinner table. Except for Sakura, who was hunched over in her chair. The family had to sedate her seriously with some old 'junk-stuff' that her mother had hidden in some bedroom floor boards. She was so none responsive that she was hard to look at. Her face was that blank.
"So," Shino began. "Where are we going to live?"
"Here" Mrs. Haruno said. "It would be easier on us."
Shino nodded.
"Sakura darling?" Mrs. Haruno began.
Sakura only stared down at the salt shaker.
"I think we made her sniff too much."
"I think you injected too much." Neji said, waving his hand in her face.
"Well, if you can hear me…wave your hand."
Sakura probably made the most retarded wave that anyone could have done, but only half because she was pretending to eat an icecream cone.
"Okay, well, I thought that maybe, you and Ino and the boys could bone by going to-"
Sakura's eyes snapped open at the four letters she heard next.
C-A-M-P