Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Just writing a FanFic.
Warning: Might be a little confusing.
Sakuya was eight when she saw a human die.
It wasn't a pleasant experience. It wasn't fast either.
She had held the knife responsible for the man's slowly dying flame that was his life. She saw as red spread to the ground, widening as the man uselessly and pitifully tried to stop the red liquid from gushing out of his neck. She remembered feeling nothing as she sees the dread and the fear plastered on the man's face, remembered even, how he tried to reach for her as he wriggled and moved whilst the light in his eyes slowly and surely died down. Throughout all of it, she just couldn't turn her eyes away.
She realized as she grew a little bit older and a little bit wiser that she should have never watched that man die.
Sakura was, in every bit of her being, shy.
Sakuya hated it, and truthfully and irrevocably being honest, she didn't understand why.
She sees the same eyes, the same nose, the same hair, the same damning face. All was the same as hers but so very different that every time she sees a smile on her sister's face, she's nauseated and disgusted. She knows it's wrong. She knows that seeing her twin's face and having the urge to taunt was wrong. She knows that seeing Sakura's face so happy and so very pink and picturing a slash of blood on her cheeks was just so wrong. She knew that something was wrong with her.
Very wrong.
Their mother and father had always told them that they were intelligent. Sakuya hoped so hard that it was true. She realizes that having strange thoughts at her age were not normal, that she wasn't normal. Maybe being smart could convince herself that she shouldn't be thinking anything strange. Someday, she might see the same colorful world that her twin sees.
She grows up never seeing the same sight.
She absolutely loved Sakuya.
Sakura was six when she thanked her mother and father for giving her Sakuya as her twin and sister.
They grew up constantly being reminded that the two of them were one, that they should always love one another. And they did. Sakura loved her twin, loved the twinkle of her eyes, the lovely smile on her face, and loved the sound of her voice when she laughs. She always had fun whenever she's with her sister. She'd have fun when they play together or just sits together. Sakura felt very blessed and loved.
She finds herself hating herself for hating her sister when she turned nine.
She doesn't know when it happened or even how it started.
Sakuya changed.
It wasn't the same sister all of a sudden, it was a horrible monster.
Her mother and father had once told her that her twin just wasn't herself at that time, and that she will eventually be herself one day. She remember smiling in front of her parents and saying that she couldn't wait until that day. She remembers glancing at her sister, giddy at the thought that Sakuya would be smiling at her again. She remembers her heart pounding with anticipation at the thought of her sister speaking to her again, that Sakuya might want to play with her again.
She remembers being disappointed every single day.
Her twin had a crush on Uchiha Sasuke.
Sakuya grits her teeth and clenches her hands, so tight she remembers the pain and the tingles as blood rushed to her hand and to her fingertips. She watches on from the side with Ami and several of her other friends, glancing often at her sister who was alone eating lunch under the protection of the big tree. She watches as her sister glances up to see the Uchiha and sees the slow painting of pink on Sakura's face. At that moment, she couldn't decide who she hated more, her sister or Uchiha Sasuke.
Sakuya pretends not to notice and pretends she doesn't see anything. She talks with her friends, glances at Ami, who looked at her without anything written on her face. She turns her head to Ami, returning the gaze and couldn't help when the corner of her lips curved up. She sees the slight furrow of Ami's brow right before Ami turned to face their friends, a smile instantly plastered to her face.
She says nothing as she catches a sight of Ino approaching and talking to her sister.
Sakura had never truly hated her sister.
She hated Sakuya, at the same time, she didn't.
They have never truly spoke to one another. She, too afraid to say something wrong and her, dislike too apparent to wonder why she would. Sakura didn't remember when she'd been numb to her sister's contempt. Doesn't even remember why she tried so hard to understand her twin.
Everything was too messed up.
She can't help but question whether they can ever be fixed.
The sound of the slap echoed across the entirety of the room, followed by the sound of breaking plate and wasted apples now lying on the floor.
Sakura reddens as she touches her stinging cheek.
"I don't care about you but if you had died, my parents would have been crushed."
Sakura does not see Sasuke nor Naruto's wide eyes.
"What the hell are y-" Naruto shuts up at the Sakuya's gaze.
"I warned you Sakura." Then Sakuya looked at Sasuke in the eye before stalking out with Ami on her heels.
Her voice was as cold as ice. As twins, Sakura and Sakuya shared everything, even their voice. Even if it was so, the icy tone and hardness of her voice was unfamiliar to Sakura's ears. She had always heard the coldness of Sakuya's voice when she talks to her, but never like this. Never as cutting and as enraged as Sakura knew Sakuya was.
She didn't miss how Sakuya talked like they didn't have the same mother and father.
She feels cold and hot at once, ashamed as she realized her teammates had witnessed everything.
It takes everything in her not to cry in front of her teammates.
AN: So uh I had this idea going around my head all day. Like, a what if story that revolves around Sakura and a possible twin.
Just to make it clear, Sakura and Sakuya are twins. So there's not a misspelling anywhere on their names.
I'm just posting this to see if this is legit a good fic to write.