Chap#1
Dear Journal,
There's a million reasons why I should give you up,
..but only one why I shouldn't..
Because the heart wants what it wants..
Sakura sobbed almost inaudibly as she moved her fingers along her diary as she wrote along slowly, the paper of the said diary was already getting stained with the slow shower of teardrops that continued to rain down her emerald eyes as she poured her heart out into her diary which she had developed a habit of writing since a few months. She figured it was the best way to pour her bottled-up emotions, such that she doesn't have to ramble out her entire life to someone and bother them. She had stopped being a burden to everyone around her; those days were long gone and hazy when she was nothing but a pathetic weakling who begged for help from her comrades. She had learned the lesson the hard way. The twenty year old Sakura was nothing like the innocent twelve year old dreamy girl who lived in a world of fantasies where everything was perfect. The Sakura of today was an entirely different person who had learnt to fight for herself. To walk proudly with her shoulders upright in pride and honour. The sakura of today was a strong and independent woman – one who could handle her responsibilities without fail, one who was independent of all the chains that this almighty world had been a slave of, one who never doubted herself, one who became a strong kunoichi as well a medic-nin ; hell, she even surpassed her Sensei in ways more than one. She was no longer sakura haruno who was fearsome and dependent. She was, The Sakura Haruno, who was a world renowned ninja and medic-nin; Sakura lived up to her name, The Cherry Blossom, and bloomed like the brightest of the pink Sakura flower which never faded away. After achieving all the success she had gained in all these years, the Sakura if before and the Sakura of today only had one common thing – her weakness. It is certainly true that nobody is perfect, and she wasn't perfect either. She might be happily living in her perfect life, but there was still one thing left which bounded her with the darkness which consumed – the only thing which she could never escape, the only thing which she couldn't let go after all these years. Those Obsidian deep dark eyes were the only things which still held more power over her more than anything; and she hated herself for it. She hated herself for still not being able to forget that bastard Uchiha. One thing that completely shattered her. something so stupid. Something so shameful.
Love…
….Is downright stupid~!
I hate you Uchiha
I fucking hate you. You're not even here but you still drive me over the verge of insanity
Hate. You.
Sakura's tears were soon dried up as she stared at the words she wrote. Her dairy pages had tear stains all over it. She sighed as she witnessed her words drown into the teary river which she just had created with her emotional breakdown. She decided to close her diary and keep it in her drawer and put a chakra seal on it. This diary was supposed to be hidden from the entire world. It was her personal escape. She was always wearing the brightest of her fake smiles all day long. Everyone thought that she had made peace with the fact that Uchiha Sasuke had still not returned after eight years and might never return to his former home and family; but nobody had the slightest of the idea how she had been coping with her emotions. She had tried to ignore the big lump in her throat which just appeared with the mere mention of the Uchiha name. she had tried so hard to move on with her life. trying to find a coping mechanism that would ease her down. She felt so broken that she was almost used to this strange pain and started to find comfort in it.
She heard her doorbell ring and became alert all of a sudden. She quickly sensed the chakra and discovered that it was Naruto's messenger clone, who was constantly banging her door impatiently. She quickly registered the thought that it must have been something important so she quickly ran to the bathroom and washed her face and put on one of her fake-happy smiles she had started doing couple of years ago. After gaining a few impatient knockings on her front door, she quickly rushed to her front door and opened it.
"What is it Naruto? Did you break your ribs while eating ramen or –.."
she was stunned to look at Naruto's face and froze upon hearing the two words she had wanted to hear for years now,
"He's back"
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Blink.
Blink.
She didn't have to know who and how, she just knew by the look on his face whom he was talking about.
Blink.
Silence.
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.
.
"I don't care Naruto. Don't bother me in the middle of the night again unless there's an emergency! I have working hours, ya'know!"
Having said that, she slammed the door shut and walked upstairs into her bedroom.
"B-But Sakura-chan"
Naruto was effectively shut off when the door was slammed on his face, he sighed. Not wanting to mess with Sakura's temper, he shuddered and left with a little 'poof'.