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Prologue
There was a time when the cold, emotionless face of the pink haired kuonichi Sakura Haruno was lit up with emotions. Joy, happiness, sadness and pain; all had seen their share of time, vividly expressed by her facial features. There was a time when her soulless and hallow emerald eyes had once glimmered with hope and life. There was a time when she could trust, love, and be loved without fear.
Sakura Haruno wiped her brow, frowning that she was showing signs of exhaustion from her almost unceasing work after treating her one hundred and fifty-seventh patient in a row. She had been up for about eighty-six hours, twelve past her record. She still didn't want to go back to her house to crash and fall into a fitful sleep for only a few hours.
There was a time when she could sleep without the nightmares, the faces, the guilt. There was a time when she counted her self as living, rather than just existing. There was a time when she could let her mind wander, instead of having to bury herself in work and icy barriers.
Sakura paused for a mere fraction of a second while reading the conditions of her next patient, glancing up. She immediately wished she didn't have this patient, this room. It was the room Sasuke had occupied after being beat by his brother. It was the room of her parent's deaths. It was the room where she almost lost Naruto, Shizune and Tsunade.
There was a time when everything around her radiated happiness. When she could see the good in things. Instead, now, she remembered their dying breaths, their fear stricken faces, their pain etched into their bodies, both physical and mental. There was a time when she believed all things turned out good, and she believed in happy endings. There was a time, there was a time. Well now the time has come for our little cherry blossom to wake from the dead of winter and show the world how strong, and beautiful, it can truly be once more.
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