The bittersweet one
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. So sad.
Summary: It's ItaSaku. Don't like, don't read. Sakura gets a mission to find out about the real motives of the Akatsuki and soon finds herself confronted with the pieces of many shattered existences. Can she mend them even if she tries so hard to not shatter herself?
Prologue: Loner in disguise
Haruno Sakura was never one to complain. In the last five years she had learnt to look forward and never back. Future and present, that was all there was to her. She had retrieved Uchiha Sasuke, that stubborn traitorous team-member and first love of hers and she had hunt down the Akatsuki. All those things had fast-matured the seventeen-year-old girl that was now standing in front of the Godaime's desk.
"Hokage-sama, you wanted to speak to me?" Brown eyes locked with emerald ones. "Sure. Haruno Sakura, I've got a mission for you." With that she handed her apprentice a scroll. "S-rank. Find me the last members of Akatsuki and do research on the real motives of the organization. This mission is not to be failed. Any mistake results in death." The blonde spoke the last sentence with a stoic, but caring voice. "Hai, Tsunade-shishou." The pink-haired kunoichi left the office with a fast movement of her hands and soon the Fifth was surrounded by cherry-blossom petals. "Grown up too fast, haven't you, Sakura?" She questioned the sweet air her former student had left behind sadly.
The addressed pinkette had already packed and put on her ANBU-uniform. Her mask couldn't have fit her any better: it was a wolf with painted black cherry blossom petals like tears falling from every eye. She had become a loner in this one and a half year she had been Black Op by now. It was not like she had lost her friends or something, but she had a hard time looking them in the eye. The other rookie nine and Team Gai were all ANBU like her, but she was the only one who had chosen the operating fields black investigation, assassination, seduction and torture. Long explication short: She was one fucked-up young girl. She knew she had done nothing wrong, but the things she had seen was no fluffy fairytale stuff. Somehow she envied the happiness of her friends. Naruto, Tenten and Ino being in the pursuing squad or Neji, Hinata and Shikamaru as the investigation and strategy unit. Sure, she had had missions with them, but what she really envied was the fact that they could- at least among their group- talk about the missions. Sakura couldn't. Biast-Ops weren't allowed to tell anything about their job. Hell, Sakura wasn't even allowed to tell her friends she was a beast, which was the ANBU-slang title for a Biast-Op. Naruto and the others thought she was one low Anbu, doing all the paperwork. So did Sasuke, who was still under probation, but had finally given up on his avenge after he had nearly lost his sanity the last time he was after Itachi.
It bothered Sakura, that she couldn't show them their strength, that she couldn't show that she could take them all down in less than ten minutes, that she still had emotions and that she was slowly, but constantly dying inside because she refused giving up her feelings. That was why she had become a loner: To stop her death. This and because beasts worked alone.
Alone and on the verge of death.
Okay this would be the prologue and yeah it's short and so on, but it's my idea of a prologue: short and intriguing. I hope you liked it so far. And I'm very well aware of the fact that it looks like I'm copying the beginning of "To never lose" (which I highly recommend you to read) in a way, but I'm not, I promise. Also, my Sakura is more likely still very positive and wants to flee her emotional death. I will show that in the next chapters as much as the things that happened in the past, like the downfall of Akatsuki and so on.
Ja, ne
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