She couldn't bear it anymore... the pain she felt. Every time she woke, the feeling welled up ten times more in the pit of her, sending her into a downward spiral of realization and hurt. She knew he wouldn't come back for her, knew she wouldn't ever see him again, if only for a second. She closed her eyes as tears streamed down her face. Her bumble-gum pink hair swayed in the wind as she ran to the bench where he had left her so long ago. Her body racked with sobs as she dropped to her knees. Ironically, rain began to pour from the grey clouds from above her head. It was as if the heavens were spilling all their feelings to the small woman below. The rain pounded at first, as if angry, then drizzled, as if filled with sadness and remorse. The cherry-blossom girl let her body sag under the weight of the rain and then opened her weapons pouch. She pulled out a small kunai, a gift from the youngest remaining Uchiha, and looked at it for the longest of times. The rain began getting lighter and lighter, just as her realization had become clearer and clearer. She quickly pulled out a bunch of paper and scribbled some things down on each of them. She then dumped all of her weapons out of her pouch, folded up each letter, shoved them into her pouch, and picked up her kunai. She took one last glance around her, then plunged the kunai into her broken heart.
"Lady Tsunade, it's an emergency!" a voice screamed outside of the sleeping Hokage's office. "Oh Kami... what now?!" Tsunade screamed to her door. "I-it's Sakura... she's dead." Shizune mumbled to the door in front of her. The door was slammed open, revealing Tsunade. "Sh-she's dead?" she asked, disbelief showing on her pale face. Shizune's face had dried up tears on them, her eyes now forming new ones. She sniffled and turned away. "Yes, she's dead. Suicide. Notes left for I think all of the Rookie Nine, Team Gai, you, myself, and Sa-sasuke." she whispered out. Tsunade swallowed, feeling her throat tighten and her eyes burn. "Take me to her body... please..." Tsunade begged her assistant. Shizune managed an almost inconceivable nod and began walking towards the exit of the tower. They slowly made their way to the bench Sakura was lying next to. Tsunade stifled a sob as she watched her students body. Her now pale hands were clutching a kunai, which had been driven through her heart. Blood, even though it blended in, covered her whole frontside, and a small spot on her back. Tsunade turned away, becoming sick at the sight. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to push away the tears that were now slowly, but surely, making a way down her face. Shizune held on to her former teacher, and they both made their way back to the tower. Tsunade couldn't hear her, but knew she ordered a few men to take the body to the morgue. Her heart felt empty, as did her body and mind. She bowed her head and sat at her desk, wishing for many things, none of which could happen.