A/N: recently the internet in my house was cut off, I have no choice but to write again. I'm starting a story with each chapter no longer than 1000 words and will be updated daily(at least 5 times a week), as I'm writing this on my phone.
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Chapter 1
When Sakura woke up, she's already in the body of a 16 year old girl with ancient style clothing. Silk and kimono wear, with sashes that ties her waist so tight it became unbearable to breath. She was soaking wet in a elaborate bed, and two other girls are trying to peel her wet clothes off by force while patting her dry with linen.
Sakura screamed, "what the fuck?"
The two girls do not comprehend this sentence but they gathered it can't be good. One of them quickly ran out of the room calling for help and the other was trying to calm down by patting Sakura on the back. Unfortunately Sakura just went from hysterical to having a panic attack seeing the room she's in.
It's made out of wood and carvings. Literally. There are pillars in the middle of the room, wooden stands, brass mirrors, a bed that's encased to the wall, silk sheets and silk bedding, a vanity table with tin pots and pans, and wooden doors that doesn't slide, instead they open the old fashioned way-folding.
She's in a movie set. Sakura thought, this is one of those halitosis pranks in Japan that forces you into a unfamiliar situation and makes you make a fool of yourself.
She ran out the door, bumping into an elderly man who dressed in blue silk and jade pendents on his waist, the man was concerned and furious at the same time.
"Sakura, what are you doing? Get back into bed, you're still sick from falling into a river." He said, quickly composing himself in front of the the two staff around him.
"Who the fuck...?" Sakura' panic attack intensified.
She starts to bawl and trashing around at the same time, "I need to go home! Stop the camera! I'm going home!"
"Stop it Sakura!" The man seemed utterly furious and pained, "you ARE home!"
Upon hearing this, Sakura looked around her, the stone pathways, tall grass and grotesque rocks decorating a yard, ponds and bridges, she couldn't take it anymore.
She fainted.
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Two weeks later.
Sakura sat on one of the small wooden bridges with her feet dangling in the clear pond, feeding fishes while snacking on roasted peas. A girl stood behind her, carefully making sure she doesn't do anything stupid.
Her father worries too much. Sakura already got used to this by now, and if by getting used means doing nothing all day, hang around and play, that's it.
Apparently she's in a merchant's household,m. Her father is a merchant of what she knows of, silk and linens. Her birth mother died a long time ago, her father have had 4 wives, and only two of them are alive right now. Therefore her father's oldest remaining wife, Mito, is in charge of the household, and she doesn't like Sakura much. This does not mean she abuses Sakura, it just means she doesn't care about Sakura and her future as she does her own daughters.
Sakura is the second oldest of five girls. Yes, in this extremely gender biased society, she's so insignificant until she fell into a lake and almost drowned. Everybody fussed over her for a couple days because there was a rumor among the household that she had gone insane and became psychotic, babbling things like "TeeVee" or "Future".
Sakura did go a bit crazy for the first couple of days. She kept on screaming and yelling and crying, until her father called in a doctor, who pulled out his acupuncture needles and poked Sakura until she calmed down. Then he prescribed a mix of herbal medicine that made her barf just by looking at it.
Then when her family begin to visit her, she shut up and stayed quiet.
Sakura isn't an idiot. She knows she's not in her usual environment, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she really, really, doesn't belong here.
Well for one, she was supposed to be close to 28 years old, lived in Japan, working as a white collar office lady, and was in the 21st century.
This time period, is unlike anything she ever knows. She only remember stereotypes and bits and pieces from textbooks or TV shows.
When people dressed in ancient clothing came to visit her, she could tell from observation who really cares and who are here just to see her act like a joke.
So she shut up and begun observing her surroundings.
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A/N: New story that will be updated daily! Are you guys excited?
Apathy is a big project, probably will hold off on it for now.
I need advice. I need two female protagonist in this story. Mainly it's going to be about Sasuke and Sakura, but Itachi plays an important role. So does this other female protagonist, according to my outlines. Therefore, I need another female protagonist that eventually is paired up with Itachi. There aren't going to be many of her roles, it's going to be about Sakura and Sasuke. Still. Who should I write in as the secondary female protagonist? Normally I'd go with the one I usually pair Itachi up with, an OC named Chiro, but I wonder if people will frown upon OC insertion. Since other female in Naruto are a bit... ahem. But if you guys think of one that fits well with Itachi, please leave your suggestions in review and I will consider them carefully before proceeding with the story.