Final Day
I just can't believe the day has come
When all the clocks stand still
The horizon seems to disappear
And all our dreams are unfullfilled
I can feel the end is near
It all has come as we had feared
She couldn't believe it was really happening.
They were going to warwarwar.
The words tasted bitter on her tongue.
There was going to be people dying. So many people dyinghurtinjured.
There was going to be tears. So many tears of ragebetrayalsadness.
'Is this what it has come to?' Sakura thought as she walked down the empty streets of Konoha, the citizens having been evacuated. The streets had only just been repaired from Akatsuki's last attack, they were going to move on, to live.
Now they were going to fight.
To die.
She walked past the emptydarkdeserted Ichiraku.
'Narutos going to be pissed when he finds out.' They had already shipped off Naruto and 'B', their only chances of victory. The two that could win the war were sent away without even knowing of the fate of their homes.
She felt guiltyguiltyguilty. She didn't do anything to stop it from happening. He was sent away without a fight and before he finally figures out what is really going on, some of his friends (Kakashi, Sai, Yamamoto, Iruka, Shino, Kiba, Neji, Tenten, Lee, Ino, Shikamaru, Choji, Hinata, Me) might be dead and he wouldn't have been able to say goodbye or fight with them.
Because they were fighting for him.
Because they were killing for him.
Because they were dying for him.
Because there was war for him.
If anyone died, if his friends died, if she died, for him, he would never forgive himself.
She couldn't fight either. She was ordered to stay in the hospital and heal.
"That is where you are needed." they said, but she could feel the undercurrent in their words.
We don't need you.
Nobody seemed to need her. She was the Hokage's apprentice, she could split the earth with the tap of her heal, she was the best medic in all of the five great shinobi nations having surpassed Tsunade years ago, and yet her existence was deemed unnecessary in the midst of the biggest battle of their generation.
They made her feel weakweakweak
What made it all the worse was that this was not the first time. Naruto always needed to protect her because she was too weak. On the many missions they went on together, rarely was it her saving him, but rather him saving her. Naruto would take the bull by the horns and face it in any direction other than herself, even if it meant pointing it at himself.
Kakashi never gave her the time of day for training because she was too weak. After the first few rounds of the chunin exams Sakura rarely even saw the man behind the mask, for he was far too concerned with the dark haired prodigy that would make her heart flutter irrepressibly. He didn't trust her to hold her own in a fight, didn't trust her with the secrets that had remained hidden for so long, that had changed her life. He would push her behind him to protect her, would tell her to run, to leave, because she was weak.
And Sasuke.
Sasuke never listened, nor cared because she was too weak. When she would beg for his attention in the older days he would pay her no heed, for she wasn't fit to be the dirt on the bottom of his shoe. Sasuke, the boy she fell in love with. Sasuke, the boy who protected her. Sasuke, who caught her when she fell from Gaara's sand, who saved her in the forrest of death, who thanked her as he left.
Sasuke, the man who tried to kill her. The man who would have succeeded if not for Naruto's ever-perfect timing.
She always needed to be rescued.
Because she was weakweakweak!
Her life was suddenly spiraling downwards, and there was nothing she could do to stop it anymore.
Never before had she felt so .helplesshelplesshopeless.
She couldn't stand it.
She didn't want to stand it.
She was breakingbreakingbreaking.
Falling apart at the seams as the truth she once knew unraveled to reveal lieslieslies.
Itachi was innocent.
Danzo was evil.
Sasuke wanted to destroy Konoha, to kill all that grew and lived within it's walls, to kill team 7 and the rookie 9, to kill her.
It hurthurthurt.
She wanted it to stop.
stop.
STOP!
Hey peoples! so that was my first(ish) attempt at writing a serious chapter and ohmigod, its hard!
butbutbut! this will be a multi-chappie, sasusaku-ness may unfold (as soon as I get a solid plot forming in my head)
for those who are curious, the lyrics on the top are to the song Final Day by Tokio Hotel (totally awesome band ^_^ squee)
ALSO! does anybody have a good (free) site where it can translate english to japanese (not kanji but like Itadakimasu, Gomenasai, Arigatou)? if so please tell me so I can (hopefully) write some ass kickin scenes! (another first!)
anyways, review please! you people are my motivation to keep writing!