I figured while I am revising and editing 'Shattered Mirror' that I would give you guys some sort of entertainment.

Now, these chapters won't nearly be as long, but that only means chapters will be posted much faster than 'Shattered Mirror'!

The first chapter will seem a bit rushed, but there will be plenty of fillers down the road :D

In the past, females were often married off at a very, VERY young age. So do not be shocked at this.

Madara is NOT the same age as Hashirama in this story, but their connection of the love/hate friendship still stands. Whenever Sakura first meets Madara, he will only roughly be around the age of fifteen, yet still has enough talent/skill to take on Hashirama.

Don't like it? I don't care. This is MY story, so enjoy it or do not enjoy it. It's up to you.

Get it? Got it? Good.

As always,

Enjoy!

~Kyvena

Chapter 1: So It Begins

Eighteen years prior to the current day, the thirteen year old Mito Uzumaki was out gathering herbs in the forest to make medicine for the Senju clan whenever she found not only one, but two adorable infants bundled together as if they were actually brother and sister; or someone just had the same idea as the other and did not want a child, so they simply abandoned the adorable bundles of joy and left them to perish on their own accord.

Looking around, she tried searching for the two's parents, only to find no one anywhere near to where she was. Reaching out and picking up the two abandoned infants, Mito was clearly ecstatic over now having two babies of her own. It had really hit her hard whenever she had found out that she was not able to have children of her own and honestly, that was all she had wanted, a child. Yet, instead of a child, she obtained two gifts from god that day.

Rushing home as fast as she could with one blonde haired baby boy who looked like he had whiskers on his cheek and one pink haired baby girl, Mito then swiftly entered the Senju compound and rushed to her husband. Clearly out of breath as she bent over, still holding the little bundles of joy, Hashirama hadn't noticed them as of yet as he rose an eyebrow, "Mito what's the matter?" He asked with his voice full of concern.

Upon looking up, the brunette then noticed the sparkle in Mito's blackened orbs as she spoke, "Hashirama! I found - I found abandoned children!" She then held her arms out to reveal the two precious infants currently snuggled into her warm and gentle hold on them, causing Hashirama's eyes to soften, "Mito... are you sure they were abandoned...?" Mito hastily nodded at this and the head of the Senju clan sighed gently before a soft smile graced his lips, "What are you going to name them?"

Mito now appeared as if fireworks were now going off inside of her now that her husband had practically allowed her to keep the two infants, "Hmm. Well, let's see." The red head pondered for a moment whenever Hashirama then softly spoke up, "Sakura..." Mito's head shot up, yet seemed puzzled at this, "Sakura?" Nodding, the brunette smiled before answering gently, "The child with pink hair. To me, she seems like a sweet sakura tree."

Honestly, she had to hand it to her husband. He was right, the one with pink hair seemed like a 'Sakura', so she nodded, "My daughter Sakura... and my son Naruto." Hashirama liked the name 'Naruto', it was a strong name for a male, "Nice, nice! So our son and daughter will now be called Sakura and Naruto. You will make a fine mother for them Mito." Smiling down at the infants, Mito nodded slightly. All she had ever wanted had come straight to her.

That one thing being...

...a family.

It had now been ten years since that fateful day where Mito found Sakura and Naruto all by themselves in the woods. Lately, it seemed as if all her plans were beginning to backfire due to how much the siblings now argued. Naruto clenched his fists as he stared at his sister before yelling out, "I WISH THE UCHIHA WOULD JUST TAKE YOU SO THAT I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOU ANYMORE, YA KNOW!?"

Sakura was just as hard headed, if not more than her brother as she then screeched out, "SHUT UP NARUTO! I WISH I HADN'T HEALED YOU ON THAT DAY! THEN YOU WOULDN'T EVEN BE ALIVE TODAY! THAT WAY MOTHER, FATHER, AND MYSELF WOULD BE HAPPY KNOWING YOU WEREN'T AROUND TO SCREW EVERYTHING UP LIKE YOU ALWAYS SEEM TO DO!"

The two siblings had been at this for hours. How Mito knew? Well, she had been in the same room listening to all of this until she finally slammed her dainty hands down onto the table in front of her, "ENOUGH YOU TWO! NARUTO, STOP ANTAGONIZING YOUR SISTER; AND SAKURA, NEVER WISH FOR SOMEONE'S DEATH, ESPECIALLY NOT YOUR OWN BROTHER'S!"

The two had jumped whenever their mother had slammed her hands down, but now appeared ashamed of everything that had been said as Mito began yelling at them and the two children immediately looked down, feeling horrible that their mother had been around to forcibly listen to all of the banter they had just thrown in one another's face. Suddenly, Hashirama ran in to see Mito screaming at their children.

Sakura, being as sensitive as she was, began to cry at simply being yelled at and Hashirama walked to her before taking her into his protective hold, "Mito, that's enough!" Sakura was now bawling as her father could easily feel the ten year old's trembling arms that were currently wrapped around him as he lovingly stroked her back as a father should do to comfort their child.

Mito shot a glare to Hashirama before she spat out, "I don't know WHY I picked those two up in the woods that day! Why did you not just turn them away Hashirama!" Hashirama's eyes instantly widened at Mito's choice of words due to the fact that they had NEVER told Sakura and Naruto they had been adopted. Well, a better way of putting it was they were more or less found.

The pinkette was the sharpest one between Naruto and herself and both Hashirama and Mito knew this. The pinkette's eyes widened immensely at her mother's straight forward and angered words, "W...What...? You're not our actual p-parents?!" The brunette sighed heavily and motioned Naruto to come and join him. Sitting the two ten year old children down, Hashirama then began to explain everything exactly as it should have been done long ago.

Later that night Naruto and Sakura were uncharacteristically quiet at the dinner table. Any time Mito asked the two any sort of question, all they did were nod or shook their head as a way of answering. Neither really spoke the rest of that evening. They didn't know how to handle this... ten years of living with their "parents" and in one day, their worlds had been flipped upside down and came crashing to the surface.

Deciding to take a walk, even though it was far too dark to be waltzing around in the forest at night; Sakura felt internally lost as she looked down at her hands completely lost in the worl of her own mind. Not really paying attention to where she was going, her foot made firm contact with something that was oddly warm before falling to the ground and landing with a rather loud, 'Oooph!'

Groaning as she rubbed her rather large forehead tenderly due to hitting it once she fell, the pinkette looked back only to feel petrified where she now resided on the ground. All she saw was the crimson coloration with the tomoe pattern and instantly knew it was none other than an Uchiha.

"Oh my goodness! Are you okay miss?" The gentle, young male who was roughly around her age asked with a genuinely worried tone. She had not expected such a kind voice to come out of an Uchiha's mouth, but hey, she had always been taught to never judge a book by its cover. Nodding ever so slightly at the young Uchiha male, Sakura sat up, causing her thigh long pink locks to spill gracefully over her shoulder as she looked at the boy.

Smiling, the boy sat beside her and checked her for any signs of injury using his Sharingan and for some odd reason, Sakura was not scared of it. As he checked to make sure she was not harmed in any way, he spoke gently, "My name is Izuna. I'm not allowed to tell you my last name though, but I'm pretty sure you KNOW which clan I am from now." He was so straight forward with her and that was really refreshing in this war torn era.

Shrugging, Sakura finally dropped being suspicious and gave a smile of her own, "It's nice to meet you Izuna Uchiha." Izuna chuckled softly at this and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Guess I screwed up there." Shrugging again, Sakura's sweet tone rang out, "I won't tell anyone as long as you don't tell anyone my family name." He could honestly tell that she was not lying when she said this, so he agreed to these terms, "Why would I tell on a pretty girl like you?"

That comment caused Sakura's to gain a pretty pink tint to her cheeks as she nodded, "R-Right... well, here goes nothing. My name is Sakura Senju." - "IZUNA!" A voice that Sakura knew belonged to a teen hollered out and Izuna's eyes gained a panicked expression, "Go Sakura-chan!" Sakura nodded and stood, but before she ran off, she smiled softly, "Just call me Sakura, Izuna. No need for formalities." He hastily nodded whenever the shouting of his name became much closer, "Go Sakura!"

Waving cutely, Sakura then dashed off fully knowing the next time she'd see that sweet boy would undoubtedly be in the midst of the battlefield. Izuna felt mesmerized as he stood there staring into the distance, he didn't know what he was even doing. He should have killed her right then and there, but the probability of meeting her on the battlefield was very slim. Or so he thought.

Finally heavy breathing could be heard behind him and Izuna snapped around, only to see witness his already infamous elder brother, "O-Oh, hi big brother Madara!." The long haired male finally caught his breath after running nonstop for over three hours at maximum speed.

Erecting his body, Madara folded his arms across his chest, "And just who were you speaking to Izuna..." The next heir to the Uchiha Clan had the 'you'd better not lie to me or else' tone to it and Izuna remembered he had promised Sakura he wouldn't give her family name away... no matter what. Laughing gently, Izuna rubbed the back of his shortly spiked locks, "Oh! I was talking to a stranger who was asking for directions."

His tone of voice had made his excuse seem extremely believable and all his teenage brother could do was sigh heavily and nod as he dropped his arms so that they now rested on either sides of his already muscular frame, "Right. Well, father wishes to speak with us both immediately." Izuna quickly nodded and motioned for Madara to lead the way before taking off behind him, yet his mind continued to wander back to the pink haired lass he had met minutes before departing.

. . .

The pinkette ran and ran until she noticed the Senju Clan's stronghold coming into view. Before she even realized it, Sakura effectively ran into a rock solid body. Wincing and groaning at the power. the Senju heiress glanced her emerald orbs upward with a dark scowl plastered all over her face, "HEY WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING! DO YOU EVEN KNOW... who... I am..." Her voice ended up loosing all of the sass held in her tone as she gained a slightly mortified tone, "Uncle Tobi..."

The silver haired Senju sighed and effortlessly shook his head, "And where were you just now Sakura? As you well know, I am the second heir to the Senju Clan, yet I have been ordered to ensure YOUR safety!" Sakura then glanced down while now gaining a saddened expression, "Uncle Tobi I-" Swiftly cut off just by body language alone, Sakura pursed her lips quickly as her uncle snapped around and began to walk away with visible signs of displeasure.

She was well aware of what he had meant by putting this exact action into motion as well. Without saying a word, Sakura quickly began to follow him before her head slightly turned to the side before dashing her emerald orbs towards the forest she had previously been engulfed with, "I wonder if he's okay..." The pinkette muttered softly to herself. Not even considering how mad Tobirama probably was with her at the moment. Noticing her facial expression, the powdery red orbs Tobirama wielded darted back to wonder if he had been too harsh on his treasured only niece.

Though, whenever the silver headed Senju laid his eyes on his beloved pink haired niece, he was quick to realize she wasn't even paying attention to him any longer, causing him to wonder, 'I wonder what exactly happened in the woods that has her so worried...' Not giving this a second thought, Tobirama then cleared his throat, "Now what actually happened in the woods that has you so worried?"

Snapping her head forward, Sakura knew she had to think of a lie right on the spot. After a few moments, the pinkette's head slowly lowered sadly and her eyes filled with tears, "I saw a baby bird fall out of its nest. It... It was so sad uncle Tobi..." Tobirama knew Sakura had such a big heart, so he instantly slowed before turning around and outstretched his arms. Before she had even known it, Sakura realized that she was now being gently embraced by the Senju male.

"Forgive my outburst Sakura, it was uncalled for." Tobirama added as he gently stroked the pinkette's long locks. Clearing her throat abruptly, Sakura then pulled away and stole one last glance at the woods before once again turning and walking towards the Senju stronghold. She was sure Izuna would be fine. After all, he did have the Sharingan.

In a sense, Sakura had always highly envied the Uchiha's visual prowess and just how useful it could actually be. Sure, she healed quickly and had monstrous strength due to her extremely precise chakra control, but she did not have a Kekke Genkai. Now she knew exactly why though; she hadn't actually been born from Hashirama and Mito.

Then Sakura began to wonder... who really was she then? If not a Senju -

Then where exactly did she come from...?

After the lengthy three hour long lecture from their father, Izuna and Madara were free to go. Madara hadn't really known what exactly he had done to deserve to be forced to sit through three hours of one of his father's lectures. Each and every time the brothers were lectured, they felt the need to take a nap afterwards.

Izuna was deep in thought whenever he felt the sudden shock of a large palm smacking him upside the head. Shooting his glance to his older brother, Izuna instantly began to whine, "Big brother! What was that for!?" Madara scowled and tilted his head to really look at his younger brother, "That was for making me sit through a lecture." The younger Uchiha male then scowled before replying, "Hey! You don't see me complaining every time I have to sit through one of YOUR lectures!"

Rolling his onyx orbs playfully Madara then released a chuckle before his face returned to normal, "What were you doing out there in the woods anyway? You never go out into the woods." Izuna needed a good cover story, but quickly realized he was not good at lying. Sighing, Izuna looked up at the ceiling and laced his hands behind his head as they continued to slowly make their way through the home, "I was napping until a beautiful girl literally tripped over me. She felt so bad for not paying attention, but man... she was beautiful..."

This made Madara raise an eyebrow with extreme interest as he motioned his hand for his little brother to continue. Nodding slightly, the younger Uchiha sibling then resumed staring at the ceiling, "She had thigh long pink hair. It was so beautiful and serene, just like a cherry blossom. Her eyes held this dazzling shimmer, almost as if the fire in her had truly not been extinguished and still burns brightly. She's a bit obstinate, cocky, sweet, loving, caring, and is definitely not boring to be around."

Madara was liking the sound of this girl. He always did love a good challenge, so he willingly volunteered as tribute. Izuna definitely noticed the gleam held within Madara's darkened orb and his voice was level, yet held a glimmer of amusement in it, "Did you learn this girl's name?" Izuna foolishly nodded as Madara then grinned internally, all the while thinking, 'Checkmate.'

Motioning his hand for his younger brother to continue, again, he foolishly complied, "Yeah sure, her name is Sakura S-" Swiftly cutting himself off, Izuna grit his teeth and began to scold himself internally. Madara found this show Izuna was putting on more entertaining than his initial screw up, "Izuna, I haven't seen you this riled up in quite some time. It is a rather quite pleasing and entertaining sight for one to behold."

Izuna was quite aware of Madara's sense of humor, it was... it was... it was terrible. Making a rather fake laugh believable, Izuna then shrugged, "Yeah, sorry about that big brother." Madara grinned and nodded before his amused tone set back into place, "So where can I meet this girl?" Again, the younger brother answered foolishly, "I'm not sure. She was the one who stumbled upon me in all honestly, but she was in the western part of the forest."

Nodding at his explanation, it finally hit the younger Uchiha male, "Hey now, you're not going to hurt Sakura; are you?!" Madara's amusement only continued to grow and grow at this point in time, "Well, well Izuna, it looks like you found yourself a girlfriend!" The younger sibling of Madara Uchiha then smirked, "I see you want Sakura to yourself... well then, may the best man win." Holding his fist out, Madara couldn't help but smirk at his younger brother's words.

There was just simply no doubt that Madara Uchiha...

Always got what he wanted.