Death, to quote, makes a lot 'a stuff seem unimportant. Small town crushes on the "bad boys" especially when the one who makes you smile is sitting right there. Hair styles, the best friend who's now your worst enemy. Fashion, trying to impress people with knowledge. Smarts, brains, and yet…worthless. Helpless. When the world goes upside down and inside out and who you thought was there is now gone. When you aim for the apple when you should have been aiming for the stars. The clouds move away, and you can really see for the first time.
There's something to learn every time, something new. There's always a secret behind the door, something hidden underneath the stairs. But when it's so big it takes up a whole floor to itself, you kinda expect the neighbors to see it. Especially when it grows.
I'm such a bad neighbor. My name is Sakura Haruno. My name means Cherry Blossom, my mom raised me in a pink dress, and I had (surprise surprise) long pink hair. All my life I've been pampered, spoiled. I had the one unobtainable guy in my sights, too. Ever since the academy. You may be wondering why I am writing this so…oddly I guess. It probably sounds odd to anyone else. But when the world bit me in the ass and I woke from my perfect dream, I fought back.
One left, one died. One battle and one survived. I waited, at peace at home thinking…hoping it would all got back to the way it was. It didn't. He didn't get up; he didn't wake from his coffin with a cheery smile. He didn't come back. Neither did.
In that one moment, everything changed. It seemed…skewered off course somehow. Like it wasn't supposed to be. So I went home. I chopped off my hair, my beautiful hair. I got out of that pink dress and into a blue and brown outfit. I went out of the village, I left. And never came back.
Team 7 doesn't exist in the Leaf Village anymore. Team 7 lives in ME. Not Sakura Haruno, I left that name behind in the leaf village. My name is Shadow, for that is what I will be, that is what I AM.
I will continue searching. I have been for 10 years. But I may have hope yet still. Though my mind is fractured, bent and twisted into knots, I know somebody who can do my job right the second time around. I may have hope yet still.
If you think I should spend my time making a sequel to this little one shot, feel free to leave a REVIEW. ^_^ It's a pretty good story, and Sakura will finally kick some butt. But it's just an idea, and I have another story going anyway. Review!
Oh and the plot's about her going back in time and changing things.