A/N: Story has been fixed! Hopefully the grammar is better than before, and I tried to fix the typos. If you notice any mistakes, please don't be afraid to point them out!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and I never will. The only thing I own is Sara and the 'plot'.
Weak fangirl? Hell no!
Chapter 1: I'm Sakura Haruno!?
Sara's POV
Ohayo Mina-San! My name is Sara Alexander Bakers, I'm currently 21 years old. The thing I like most is watching anime, and no, anime is not a cartoon, for your information, I can watch it anytime I like.
When I'm not watching anime, I garden. I enjoy gardening, nature, hanging out with my friends, going to the mall, horror, romance, and comedy movies, and let's not forget the wonders of the Internet.
My dislikes are arrogant self centered people who care only for themselves, perverts(they are seriously creepy), bugs, especially roaches, drawing(since I'm not very good at that and end up breaking something out of frustration), those weak girls who always cry for their 'prince' to come save them in shows, and not even try to do anything, They are just so annoying to me.
I don't really have any dream since mine is kind off already accomplished, but I do want to go to comic con with my friends, find someone right to settle down with, and raise two or three children together.
As you can see I'm just an ordinary young woman. Just like everyone else who comes and goes.
And like any other self-proclaimed otaku in the whole world, I wish at times I could go and live in the anime world like One Piece, Bleach, Hell Girl, Attack on Titan, Ouran High School Host Club, Fairy Tail, D. Gray man, or any other interesting anime.
I always imagine the powers and skills I'll have. The impacts I'll leave, or the things I'll do and change while being there. But I never would have though it will actually happened.
Okay, I admit, I did think of it happening, but still, the real deal is not the same as the imagination.
It all started in summer, when I came home from work, my boss gave me a vacation. I got about two whole weeks to myself. Words cannot begin to cover how excited and happy I was at my boss's generosity.
I toke a quick bath, wore my pj's since I didn't want to change later on when I go to bed, ate some nesquik cereal, and opened my iPad to watch some anime and/or read fanfiction, or even watch my favorite youtuber Pewdiepie. Honestly, that man was hilarious, even if he swore a lot. I don't care if Mom said he is a bad influence on me... I'm already an adult.
It was all fun until I noticed that my eyes were getting tired. Looking up at the time, I saw that it read 03:07. I decided to go to sleep, but not before charging my iPad. I thought of a movie, The Conjuring, since the hour 03:07 is exactly the time when something creepy or paranormal happens.
Yes, I know it was childish but I decided to wait a little almost hopeful for something to happen, but after a while I just laughed at myself.
"What did you think was gonna happen, Sara? Annabel doll would be standing on your bed or someone would be knocking on the door or hiding under the bed?" I asked myself. With that thought I quickly went to check under my bed. My heart was beating fast with excitement, even if I knew nothing was going to be there, I still couldn't help but believe that anime or even some tv shows had some truth in it and was probably real. Maybe in another dimension though. To my surprise, I found... Nothing. As usual.
Of course.
What did I expect?
With a small shrug and a disappointed sigh I quickly closed the lights and jumped under my blanket, wrapped myself around it like a baby hoping to have a nice dream as I slept.
General POV
A young pink haired six year old little girl was seen sleeping peacefully in her equally as pink room without a care in the world, she moved around trying to find a comfortable spot on her bed, but only managed to fall off the bed hitting her head painfully on the ground.
THUD.
"OOOOOW!" She cried and whimpered while holding onto her delicate head, eyes closed shut in pain with small tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Sakura! What happened are you alright!?"
The door suddenly burst open and there stood a man that the small girl never seen before in her life. Having see a complete stranger in her room, she did what any sane person would have done in her place.
She screamed.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my room!?"
She stood up hurriedly and tried to run for the window since the man was blocking her other means of escape, but kept tripping and getting more and more tangled up by her blanket.
'Stupid evil blanket from hell!' She cursed the blanket mentally. Her heart beating inhumanly fast and tears of pure fear streaming down her face like a waterfall.
"HELP!" She cried, her voice full of fear and panic. She couldn't help but imagine what the man wanted from her, what he would DO to her, it didn't help her already panicked mind noticing that he had blood on his fingers. It just made her cry more and try to plead for her life.
The unknown man now looked VERY concerned and shocked. He advanced slowly to the girl's crying form while holding his hands up to show her that he meant her no harm whatsoever. If the girl were to look closer she'd see that the man had a shallow cut on two of his finger. Probably from a knife?
"Sakura, sweetie, I heard you fall from down in the kitchen while I was cutting the vegetables and came to investigate." He said in a soft and comforting manner. He was afraid that the fall had damaged her head to the level that made her forget who he was; her father. He kind off hoped that she was screaming because of the cut on his hands that he got when he was startled by his daughters cry, but he was afraid that wasn't case. Who screams in fear at the sight of their father, not even knowing it was their dad!?
"It's me. Your daddy..." He tried to explain, hoping by now she would remember at least something. It broke his heart to see his baby girl scared of him like this.
"What do you mean my father!" The girl cried, confused, and she did not want the crazy man to get any closer. "And my name is not Sakura! This must be some sort of misunderstanding, please leave me alone, I didn't do anything!" What did this man want from her? Last she checked her name was Sara, not Sakura.
That was when she noticed her body was smaller, way to small than before, and she noticed the hair that fell in front of her eyes when she started thrashing around were pink. She spotted a mirror from the corner of her eyes and when she turned to look at it she saw herself as a small 5 or 6 year old girl with shoulder length, straight bubblegum colored hair, unlike her usual short messy, curly brown hair. Her eyes were a large adorable sparkling emerald green color, better than her dark brown, almost black small (but normal) eyes.
What shocked Sara most was that she wore red and pink PJ's. That wasn't what shocked her, it was the very familiar sign on the chest and shoulder that caught her attention. The Haruno sign.
She looked like a miniature, more adorable version of Sakura Haruno from the anime Naruto.
While Sara, or Sakura, was busy studying herself, she didn't notice the man calling himself her father was speaking with an ANBU, an actual ANBU who came to investigate the reason why she was crying for help.
After making sure everything was alright the ANBU advised the man to take his daughter to the hospital to check at her head for any damage and abruptly disappeared. While the ANBU may have disappeared from sight, he did not disappear from the room. The ANBU decided to kept a studying eye on Sakura from in the shadows, in case something happened.
That scream was full of pure panic and fear. A scream that no child should have. Especially one at the mere sight of their parent. After a while of gazing at the young girl, the ANBU had a feeling in his gut that this was a start of something. Something... Big. He wasn't sure what or if it was for the better or worse, but what he did know, was that the girl would be interesting in the future.
With that last thought the ANBU with a dog mask and gravity defying hair vanished.
"Sakura? Are you alright?" The man asked his daughter while looking at her pale face and picked her up, holding her close to him as a sign of comfort.
"I... I don't feel... So good..." She groaned, feeling very faint.
Later on, after taking Sara, now known as Sakura, to the hospital to check on her, it turned out that the fall shouldn't have cause her to lose her memories, and the doctors had no idea on how she lost them on the first place.
"Try taking her around the village. Show her things that might help jog her memories, and ask her some questions to get an idea on how bad her condition really is." Was all the doctor said to sakura's father.
Her dad couldn't help feeling anger at the doctors, they were completely useless! But at least they healed her head injury.
Through all that, Sakura remained silent, still processing everything around her. Her mind working at a hundred miles per hour.
On their way home, Sakura's father kept asking her questions like 'do you know who you are?' Sakura Haruno 'Do you know the village?' Konoha 'your favorite place to go?' Silence 'your crush?' Silence.
That last answer she game, or lack of, kind off threw sakura's dad off. He recalls his baby always coming home talking about Sasuke Uchiha and how amazing and 'cute' he was. Of course as a dad he was protective of his daughter, but she was only six so there was no need to worry about her silly crush on the Uchiha boy. He was certain it would pass as she grew older, but her not remembering the Uchiha made him startled but made him very happy and giddy.
"Really? You don't remember a... Sasuke Uchiha?" He asked to make sure. Trying to hold in his happiness.
Sakura knew who he was, and that she was supposed to have a crush on him, but she didn't actually like him. At all. She actually hated him in shippuden for all the wrongs he did, but as a kid? He was okay but that doesn't mean she liked him or had any sort of crush on him. So she decided to 'Forget my beloved crush who is no more to me'. "No" she said innocently. "Should I?"
'Yeeeeeeeeees!' Her dad did a mental victory dance, but worried since now he thinks that her condition may be worse than he thought. "Nah..." He said.
'I have my work cut out to me...'
When they finally got home after a few more questions, Sakura went to her room, wanting to be alone, and sat down on 'her' bed taking everything in.
Sakura's POV
I was still too shocked at how I found this day going. I mean, I was in total shock that I just realized it was night time! How the heck?
Okay, okay, okay! Focus Sara. How did you get here?
I closed my eyes, trying to gather every piece of information that might help determine how all this weirdness happen.
'I didn't do anything weird back home...' I thought, feeling very confused. 'I didn't even think or watch or do anything that relates to Naruto! So how...?'
Okay, how about when I woke up here?
I went to sleep and woke up with the feeling of falling, after I hit my head I saw some strange guy who turns out to be sakura's dad, making him MY dad as well.
Than I went to the hospital, who turn out to be completely useless, and the dud- my... Father... -God I'll never get used to this- start asking me some question which I tried my best to answer, yet not act too strange, and along the way I saw many familiar places like the... Ichiraku? Ramen stand. I'm not really sure about the name, and other places that were seen in the anime.
I also saw my (future? Current?) academy, which I leaned that I'll be returning to after about two weeks. Or was it three? And let's not forget that I'm apparently in the Naruto world as Sakura freakin' Haruno... God I'm so confused! How the hell am I supposed to be a ninja!? I know it's cool and all, but now that I think about it, how do you use chakra? I know what the anime and some fanfictions I read said about chakra, but this is not the same! Argh!
I'm surprisingly handling this very well... What wrong with me?
"My head hurts." I mumble in my pillow. Why did it have to be Naruto? Why not Shingeki No Kyojin? Or even man! I could have met the Noah! Allen walker! Eren jeager and Levi!
Mental sob.
After a while, I sat up again and decided to check my surroundings. To my horror, my room was completely PINK! I didn't mind the color much, but EVERYTHING was PINK! And I mean everything. Heck, even the wood was somehow pink! How I will never know!
Now that I looked at my new room I noticed that it was WAY to fancy. Almost fit for royalty.
What. The. Hell
The bed was king sized, there was a large desk, many books, posters of Sasuke(which I quickly tore down and threw at the trash. That is WAY to creepy) there was even a walk through closet with tons of cloths well organized with shoes and at the end of the closet was the bathroom. It was huge. Bigger than my old one. Almost the size of my old room. My new room itself was twice the size of my old one.
The bathroom was amazing, it was probably the only thing that wasn't pink, but a pure white color, almost like snow with some nice touches of lavender here and there. A big tub sat in the middle, and it looked like it could probable hold 5 grown people and still have enough room for them to feel comfortable.
There was a trash disposal for dirty clothes, a desk with organized shampoo bottles, hair dryers, soups, towels, etc. anything one would need to be comfortable and pampered. And there was a large life sized mirror that opens to show the sink with a small normal mirror on top of it. It was actually well hidden and the only reason I found it was because I accidentally tripped on the well polished ground and saw an opening telling me that there was another room in there.
I decided, after staring at my surroundings in disbelief, to go to bed after exploring my new room, but not before going to my... Dad to ask him to change the color of my room.
It took me a loooooong time to muster up the courage to do so, but them I though, screw this and asked him quickly. I just hope he doesn't question me.
"But why? I thought pink was your favorite color" dad asked confused while drinking some tea calmly, also, I noticed that while we were walking, he seemed to be walking way to graceful for a civilian. I suspect ninja!
"... Y-yeah well... It's a nice color b-but... Too much... Pink" I stuttered. I STUTTERED! I must really be uncomfortable than I though. Of course, but I though I practiced enough on what to say and how to say it! God I'm so embarrassed.
To my surprise my dad simply nodded in understand with a relieved smile. Maybe he too thought all the pink was much?
"So what color do you want it to be sweetie?" He asked me happily seeming very happy with the idea of redecorating my room.
"A-ano..." I blushed after hearing what he called me felling more embarrassed and was a bit surprised at what I said. Now that I noticed it, why was everyone talking in English? Or was I talking in Japanese without realizing it? Gasp! Or was it like Doctor Who with how his TARDIS automatically translates languages to each person to make it look like they were actually speaking to each other in the same language without them noticing!?
That would have been so cool if it was real.
Anyways! Back on the subject at hand. "I don't care how you make it look only if it's not too girly or too bland. I-I want it to look nice with a homey atmosphere. Maybe use soft with a bit of dark color to make them clash nicely with each other? You know, like yin and yang?"
"..." My dad was silent for a bit, just staring at me blankly which caused me to shift from one foot to another feeling very uncomfortable. I realize I kept feeling that way all day. "How long did it take you to practice that?" He suddenly said with a proud look on his face.
"Huh?"
"My God, Sakura! When I saw you reading a vocabulary book I didn't realize you would get so smart in such a short time! I mean your only six years old, yet you speak like an adult! You make me so proud" he patted my head gently with a huge grin on his face.
"So how long?"
Mentally cursing myself for forgetting that I was supposed to act like a child and hating what I'm about to do, I thanked whatever God there was out there for the vocabulary book Sakura apparently reads, which gave me a reason for my larger than a six year old vocabulary and turned around, running back into my room while shouting in the most silly and childish voice I could muster "cant tell you! 'Night daddy!" And closed the door before jumping onto my comfy bed with the biggest blush on my face and closed my eyes to sleep. I was exhausted.
'God I'm so tired. I wonder if Ino and I are still friends, or if we are even friends to begin with. Do I even want her as a friend?'
With that final thought, my vision slowly faded to black.
Chapter Rewritten in August 10th.