Disclaimer: Owning the parents don't seem to make me feel any better about not owning Naruto.
Summary: They were a family, a team, so much more than anything anyone could think of. They were Team Seven, and these are their stories.
Summary of Chapter: Children always suffered more.
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(" Mommy! Daddy!")
She was the morning person of the family, where her parents choose to sleep in and stay under the covers of their bed, Sakura leaps from hers, enjoying the cold under her feet. Each floorboard creaks under her scampering feet as she runs to their room. Her hair (always long, always for Sasuke-kun) is loose and unkempt (who has time to brush their hair?) waving behind her in a mad frenzy of roseate strands. Each muscle is stretched as she leaps onto her parent's large bed.
Eyes widen and torsos shoot up from the mattress, emerald and blue iris' blink and crinkle with the smiles that grace their faces.
(" Good morning Sakura-chan.")
The five-year old smiles.
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(" Momma! Papa!")
It's been three years and nothing has changed. She still 'loves' Sasuke-kun, she still has long hair, and she still replaces the alarm clock in her parent's room. Her feet still move as quickly and her eyes are still as bright as ever. But today instead of running as lightly as a fairy and happy as a junebug in May her steps are rough; her expression is rage and more of a storm.
She shoves her Papa to get up, and shakes her Mama. Both look over at her with sad expressions. They gather her in their arms and murmur softly into her hair, driving her to tears and letting the flood begin.
(" We're sorry hime, we know you miss Ino-chan.")
But it's so much more than that.
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She doesn't know how it happened, how it came to pass. All she knows is that it changed the course of her life forever. Her husband holds her tight and his fresh oceanic smell wafts into her sinuses, calming her more than all the massages in the world. Her hand winds into his blonde locks and begins to feather through the strands.
(" I know you miss them, koi.")
You'll never understand Naruto.
(It was not time that took them from her, it was ninja. It was moments that passed that made her realize they were gone. She always woke them up, always took that small pleasure of seeing them wake first thing in the morning. But the moment on her fifteenth birthday was one that changed her. When she went to wake them – )
Her eyes shut and let several tears slip out.
( - They didn't open their eyes)
(" Momma…Papa…")
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Oh the end is near. HAHA! Yeah so I'm redoing this and throwing in some NaruSaku but only a little bit. Like this is it. Unless I get a request then I can throw in some more for my lovely fans :D just kidding, I have no fans WAAH!
~Aimlessly Unknown (:3)
