Every one has a guardian angel. That's what parents tell their children before putting them to sleep. They watch over us, so that we won't die before our time comes. So that we wouldn't be lonely.
They can watch over us from afar. They chase away our fears and ease the pain, be it physical or emotional.
They stay beside us during night to fight away our nightmares.
They keep us company when we're all alone, disguised as friends.
They do anything to help us through.
Though they have one single rule: Never reveal yourself to your charge or face the consequences.
So the question is... What happens when an angels secret is revealed... And it was never his fault?
Morning. It was always her favorite sight. Especially on a cloudless day. So full of bright colors. So warm. So refreshing. Every day she woke up to a new day extra early to greet the rising sun. To get the necessary energy for a tiring day ahead.
The only thing better for Sakura would be if there was a tree in front of her window and birds would sing their morning song for her.
Life has become way better for her ever since her eighteenth birthday two months ago. Ever since she moved away from that dreadful place she once used to call home.
Don't get me wrong. That house was once full of joy and happiness. That is, until her mother died from leukemia. She was a strong woman, but the illness turned out to be stronger. Her father remarried about two years later.
Sure, the woman was nice. When he was home. But when he was at work or on a business trip, her life turned to a small hell on earth. Her step mother called her names, made her do all the housework and even made her daughter Yumi scare away her so called friends. She even purposely locked her inside the house so that she couldn't leave for school.
Still, she didn't loose hope that someday her father will see who the woman really was and would leave her. And he did. But leaving Sakura as well.
He was supposed to come back from a week long trip from a small neighboring city of Lightning. But he didn't. There was a raid on the train he was coming back on. He was one of the many that were killed in order to threaten the authorities of Japan for money.
Sakura was fourteen back then, so her step mother, Amaya, was to take care of her as her legal guardian. She was furious. She never wanted Sakura, let alone raise her on her own. So she thought she could get even with her.
She made her do all the chores, take up a job to pay for the bills, so that Amaya could spend her own money shopping with her dear daughter Yumi.
And took away her only salvation. School. Yes. She went straight to the principal's office and demanded Sakura's papers saying that school was a dump and her dear step daughter deserved better. Way better. Yeah, right.
Amaya's definition of better was a bunch of mops and rags, piled up with grocery bags and topped of with waitering at a local hotel. And that was her schedule for the next few years.
Though Sakura miraculously managed to finish her studies unknown to Amaya. She took up an online course and even had a diploma with high grades.
She bottled up all of her hatred and spite until she turned eighteen and got the hell away from her old life. She literally packed all her stuff and took off on her mustang to wherever the road took her. The only thing she inherited from her father, because Amaya didn't know about it.
Sakura managed to talk the family lawyer into helping her with changing the papers to her name. He agreed as he owed her father for saving his life once and loved Sakura just as much as his own daughter that was in the US with her husband.
The pinkette would still wake up in the middle of the night in cold sweat as she dreamed of her old life. She was still not used no not hearing a 'Sakura! Get down here you little whore!' from Amaya.
She felt lucky. Just as soon as she stopped at some far away town, she found a well payed job at a cafe/bar as a waitress and decided to stay. The owner of the place was Kakashi Hatake, a man in his late twenties. He also tipped her by pointing out a nice apartment for rent just a twenty minute walk from work.
He even offered to take her there, if she was willing to wait two more hours for his shift to end, but she refused, settling for him pointing the road on a map.
The apartment wasn't big, but it had a homey feel to it. Like the walls alone were welcoming her. It was fully furnished, but had a layer of dust from lack of use. Thankfully most of the furniture was covered with some sheets. Other than that, it was perfect. Like her own little paradise.
After greeting the bright and warm sun, Sakura took a relaxing shower and did some warm ups as she did everyday. Going without breakfast, settling for some brunch at the Paradise cafe she worked at with Kakashi. She rarely ate before work. Her stomach woke up much later than her.
Locking the door, she skipped happily to her beloved mustang and drove to work. Her clothes consisted of a hot pink short sleeved smart blouse and black skirt that went to her mid thigh. And of course black flats.
Reaching the building in just five minutes she entered and noticed it was only eight forty. 'Hm... Still twenty more minutes to kill.' Sigh. 'Oh, well. Might as well go help Choji at the kitchen.'
Choji Akimichi is the chef of the cafe. He is chubby, but not fat. He's cute, friendly and quite handsome in his twenty two years. He could prepare practically anything anyone could think of. Clearly the best at what he does.
"Good morning, Choji! Do you need some help around here?" she chirped with a smile and kissed his cheek. In these two months she worked here, Sakura grew on everyone and befriended them almost instantly due to her now pain free life.
"Good morning, Sunshine. I could use some help with preparing some spices. I used up most of them yesterday. Thanks!" he chirped back.
"Ok, What do I need to do?" she asked tying an apron around her waist.
"Mince this here garlic and dill. Then pluck some parsley."
"Consider it done!" he smiled widely as she started right away.
"Hello there, Sakura. I see you're early as usual." Kakashi stated walking into the kitchen. He has messy silver hair, a black patch over his left eye and wore a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbow, and black slacks. No mask, mind you. He was the bartender/manager.
"Morning, Kakashi. And I see you're late as usual." she joked. He was supposed to be there since eight.
"Hey! I got l-"
"Yeah, yeah. You got lost on the path of life. We know." Choji mimicked his voice.
"Seriously, Kakashi. With your looks, I'd expect you to be punctual at least once in a while." she chastised.
"Aw, shucks Saku-chan. I didn't know you find me attractive." Sakura was sure she saw stars in his eyes.
"Ew, Kakashi. That's gross."
"You pain me, Sakura. Love knows no boundaries. Especially not age." he winked playfully.
"Not when there's a century separating us!" she laughed putting the minced garlic in a bowl.
"I may be turning thirty in a few months, but I still am full of life."
"You know, Kakashi. Gai-san is rubbing off on you." Sakura teased referring to his long time friend and business partner Maito Gai.
"Har har. Laugh all you want. I have work to do." he said walking away.
"Um, Kakashi?" sakura barely contained her laughter. "Storage is the other way." he stopped, sighed, hung his head low and went to restock the beverages. The two laughed. "Speaking of work. I'm gonna head out."
"Thank you for your help, Saku-chan!" he chirped as she disappeared behind a door, heading to the entrance of the cafe
HI you guys! :) New story with a twist. Please read and tell me what you think about it so far!
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