She was bored.

Yes, it was as simple as that. She was bored, and so, with a little magic (or, rather, a few calculations), she decided to spice things up a bit.

I say "she," but the giant magical sentient super-computer that runs the entire Multiverse doesn't really have a specific gender. Those few lucky enough to see it and listen to its divine voice would say that it was female; and perhaps this all powerful computer doesn't actually "run" (or control as you are probably interpreting from the word) the Multiverse. Rather, it supervises or directs the flow of energy between dimensions, checking for any anomalies within the vast river that connects all the different worlds of the Multiverse.

Still, she/he/it was bored.

As it was, she decided to do something about it. The decision was to complete a record of one whose life had ended in one dimension and continue it in another. She picked a random life form using a complex algorithm, and with the same algorithm, chose the dimension to put that life form in.

So it was that I, Sakura Haruno, a medical ninja from Konohagakure of the Country of Fire, found myself on the bright planet of Tatooine.

I thought I had died.

I wished I had died.

Naruto's smiling face was burned forever into my mind's eye as he lay on the ground dying. My tears staining his face, and Sasuke's laughter, like nails on chalkboard, screeching through my ears. I silently thanked Naruto for everything he had done for me as I stood up to face this man I once professed to love. I couldn't save Naruto, but I sure as hell wasn't about to let Sasuke get away with what he had done.

"What're you gonna do, Sakura?" he laughed like the deranged psychopath he had become. "Kakashi's dead and so is Naruto." He was gloating, trying not show how exhausted he really was. "Even all the Rookie Nine is dead, and you couldn't save any of them. So what makes you think you're going to be able to stop me?"

He was right. Since I had graduated from the Academy all those years ago, I had been nothing but useless, nothing but a burden to Naruto and Kakashi. I thought my training with Tsunade would alleviate that, but it didn't. I wasn't strong enough to protect or help any of them, but I didn't care anymore. It wasn't like it mattered now. They were all dead, and I was going to use every jutsu I knew to bring Sasuke down.

"You know, now that I think about it," Sasuke laughed, covering his eyes with his hand as he thought back. "You couldn't kill me that one time. I guess you were still in love with me the-" He was cut off when my fist made contact with his face sending him hurling back several feet. I was low on chakra, but I had more fuel left then he did. Naruto's nearly endless supply of energy had worn him down considerably.

However, that didn't mean I had an advantage here. Sasuke didn't need a whole lot of chakra to use the sharingan. He couldn't use the Mangekyou, anymore, so that was a good start. If I wanted any sort of leverage, I had to blind him first.

Easier said then done.

I caught up to him before he could recover, pulling out a kunai. When I reached him, however, he caught my arm and looked me in the eye, his sharingan a blazing reminder of the hatred that burned his soul away.

"What's the matter Sakura?" he asked, that maniacal tone burning my ears. "I thought you loved me?"

"I only love one man," I snapped before my clone vanished in a puff of smoke. He turned just in time for me to stick the tag over his eyes. He reached up to pull it off when it exploded.

"And you killed him," I whispered quietly to myself as he shrieked in pain. I thanked Naruto one last time for teaching me the shadow clone jutsu. I couldn't use it like he could, but one was all I needed.

"You bitch!" he screamed. The blast hadn't been large enough to kill him, which was a shame, but it did what I needed it to.

A small part of myself was screaming at me, telling me to stop. It was the same part of me that had stopped me from killing him the last time I had tried. I looked over at Naruto's dead body, still smiling after he had told me how much he loved me. Tears trickled down my cheeks as that small bit of innocence within me grew absolutely silent. I felt black, bitter rage fill my chest as I turned to Sasuke, the sound of a thousand birds chirping filling the air around us.

"You've lost your eye sight, and you killed your own medic some time ago," I said. "You can't win this fight."

"You think you can beat me?" Sasuke barked. He turned towards me, his eyes shut tight. The burns were extensive, even I would have trouble healing that. "Ha! If Naruto couldn't do it, what makes you think you can?"

"You can't see, Sasuke," I replied calmly. The bitter black rage turned ice cold, and all I wanted was to see his blood. "You're low on chakra, and you're not thinking straight. Stop this."

"Shut up! I'll kill everyone of you before I stop!" screamed Sasuke. He was past all reasoning. In his desperation and hate, he would slip up, give me openings, and that was all I needed. He charged at me, his Chidori screeching for my blood. I dodged it and brought my fist to his jaw, shattering it on impact. Now, there'd be no room for talk.

Sasuke's sword had already been destroyed in his fight with Naruto. All he had left to fight with was taijutsu and maybe a kunai and shuriken, but I had a slight reserve of chakra left. Sasuke was good, even without his sharingan, but he couldn't even open his eyes to look at me. Since he was so desperate and angry, he couldn't think clearly anymore. It was do or die now.

Having watched him in his fight with Naruto, I knew how he would come after me. He would lead with his left since he was left handed, but to throw me off, he would attack me with his right. When he did just that, I countered by dodging his punch connecting my left knee to his abdomen. As he doubled over in pain, I brought my elbow down to his head.

His head never made contact with the ground. Recovering from both blows rather quickly, he put his hands down to cushion the blow and flipped himself over, landing on his feet. He turned towards me and smirked. He couldn't talk; he couldn't even see, but I knew what he was thinking. It was almost as if he was projecting his thoughts into mine.

You've improved a lot, haven't you?

He was trying to frustrate me, make me slip up. However, the cold anger in my veins kept me cool, level headed. He now knew that attacking me wasn't going to work. He was going to have to listen and feel for my movement, but for someone who had relied on the prediction of his sharingan for most of his shinobi career, this was going to be difficult for him.

That did not mean, however, that I didn't have to cautious. This man had killed nearly everyone Obito and Madara had failed to kill. I was the last of Konoha 11, the last of the "Rookie 9." There was no one left for me to heal. I was Konoha's last hope for survival. I thought of the people I knew. Shopkeepers, children, strangers I'd run into on the street and all the patients I had met while working at Konoha's hospital. All of them were now depending on me to stop this madman, my childhood crush, Naruto's best friend.

I love you, Sakura-chan. I'm sorry.

I ran at him, attacking him with my right. He dodged and tried to sweep my legs out from underneath me, but I had already jumped up above him. I brought my chakra enhanced foot down onto his leg, smashing it to bits. I heard him scream through his clenched jaw and mouth. He probably had a broken rib or two as well as some bruises I couldn't see. I was tempted to try and find out. Now I was sure Sasuke realized that feeling for my movements was not going to work. So, he came up with a different plan and stopped moving all together, which baffled me slightly, but I didn't care anymore. Naruto's last words to me kept repeating themselves like a broken record.

I'm sorry.

"Now it's my turn to talk!" I shouted at him, that cold anger turned into a blazing fire. "I could preach to you. Tell you about the people you've murdered today, but you know all about it already. You don't care. You lost your soul long ago." I pulled out one of my kunai. Hot tears burning my eyelids. "Now you can join the rest of your clan in hell!"

That last bit must have triggered something inside him because as I lifted my kunai above my head, the desire to plunge it into his heart burning my fingers, he opened his eyes, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan blazing bright. What I saw reflected in those ruby red eyes forced a gasp to escape my lungs and drop him. It was just in time, too. He had intended to use Amaterasu on me, but the damage to his eyes was too extensive.

He screams slowly faded away as the black flames consumed him. The reflection of me in his eyes would haunt me for the rest of my life. The hatred in me, it was a reflection of himself, and that hatred had just devoured him alive in the form of the black fire of Amaterasu. It would happen to me if I held on to this murderous rage inside of me.

Gasping for air as the blood in my veins simmered back to its normal pace, I turned back to Naruto's body. I felt the tears well up again, and this time, I didn't bother holding them back.

"Naruto?" I whimpered. "I-I don't know… if you can hear me… but I… we won… Sasuke… I stopped him… Naruto? Re-remember when I told you that I loved you… You kind of… well I suppose you didn't really reject me, but you didn't believe me. I don't blame you at all. I-I hope you know that." I had crawled over to his body and laid down next to him. His body was cold, making me cry harder. I nuzzled my face into his cold cheek. "B-but, I was telling you the truth. I love you. I love you so much. It hurts. I just wish… I wish I had figured it out sooner… you know? You… you've always loved me, no matter how horrible I treated you, and I regret that.

"I miss you!" I was sobbing uncontrollably at this point, but I didn't care. This was more for myself then it was for Naruto's sake. He was dead, after all. "Please, I need your smile. I need your laughter, your perverted ninjutsu. I need you."

He wasn't coming back. Neither was anyone else. They were all gone, and I wanted to join them. They wouldn't want that for me, though. Naruto would want me to live on with him in my heart. So there I laid, crying my heart out, despair and grief consuming me. I could hear the other survivors, mourning their dead. I would eventually join them in gathering up the bodies, but for now, I would just cry.

As the stars twinkled like tiny crystals, I let my exhaustion overwhelm me and send me off into the bliss of dreamless sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I finally awoke, the sun was bright. Too bright. I blinked into the light, my eyes adjusting slowly. I sat up and took a deep breath and realized my mouth tasted like bloody sand. I immediately tried to spit and cough it out.

"Naruto?" All around me, replacing the bodies of my friends, there was nothing but sand for miles around. It was as though someone had dropped me off in the middle of the desert on the way to Sunagakure. Panic brought me to life as I looked around to see how I got there. There were no drag marks in the sand or any sort of prints that I could see. Nothing to explain how I got there. I found an unusual kunai with some sort of seal on it, and I recognized it. It was Naruto's teleportation kunai, and my Konoha forehead protector.

"Gosh, it can't be but barely afternoon, why is it… so… bright?" I looked up and could have sworn I saw two suns.

"Okay, that can't be right." I quickly checked myself for any head trauma I might have suffered during my fight with Sasuke, but to my surprise, I wasn't hurt anywhere. All the injuries I had suffered through out the whole battle, from the fight with Madara and Obito to my fight with Sasuke. It was as if I had never been there. I was even in my regular clothes, red top, black shorts, pale skirt and arm covers, black gloves and sandal boots. Even the fanny pack I used was fully stocked with kunai, shuriken, scrolls that sealed some of my medicinal herbs, my cloak, and my small flask filled with water. I looked up again, and sure enough, there were two suns in the sky. A little confused, I figured my first step into figuring out where I was would be to find some sort of civilization nearby.

I knew I wasn't dreaming from the way my skin burned under the glare of the two suns. Tying my forehead protector into it's usual place and tucking Naruto's kunai into my pouch, I pulled out my cloak and tossed it over my shoulders to protect my skin from the harmful UV rays. I pulled the hood over my head and dashed towards a rock formation I saw some distance away.

After awhile, conserving what water I could, I was beginning to think what I was seeing was a mirage or something, but I finally came up on it and found myself at the edge of a deep canyon or valley. Lying at the bottom was a rather large town that I didn't recognize. I would have to be careful, as I knew nothing of the laws or even the language if they didn't speak mine. I would just have to observe and stay out of sight if I could.

I jumped from ledge to ledge, being careful enough not to slip and fall. When I entered the town, I was overwhelmed by the sights and sounds. Creatures I had never seen before moved about through the streets, some large enough to carry passengers. I saw vehicles and machines doing things I didn't think were possible, darting to and fro while hovering over the ground. It was amazing and frightening all at once, but I remained calm and tried not to look odd as I moved through the bustling avenues. Moving covertly through the streets, I strained myself to listen to the conversations being spoken around me, and I began to panic because a lot of what I heard, I didn't understand until finally I heard a language I recognized, my own. Some soldiers (who oddly enough reminded me of the samurai from Iron Country) were speaking to a couple of people about their robots.

"How long have you had these 'droids?"

"Three or four seasons, I guess."

"Their up for sale if you want them-and the price is right."

"Did you come up from the south?"

"No… no, we live in the west, near Bestine township."

"Bestine?" There was a moments pause. "Let me see your identification!"

Just grateful to hear something familiar, I took off towards what looked like a cantina of some sort. At least, I hoped it was. Plenty of people were coming and going, and all I really wanted was to find some shelter from the sun. As soon as I entered, however, it took everything I had not to let the smell of smoke and alcohol knock me off my feet. Even in this strange world I was now in, alcohol still had the same pungent smell. The sights and sounds were the next to try and overpower me, but I managed to adjust and just hide in the corner.

Taking a small sip of water from my flask, I watched as two others and their 'droids, I assumed that's what they were called, came in after me. The older gentleman went straight for the bar, ordering a drink for himself. The other, a young boy, not much older then myself, looked around with wide eyes, clearly overwhelmed by what he saw. I wondered for a moment if he was like me, from a whole other world altogether. However, from the look of his clothes, I could guess that wasn't the case. He was from this planet, but perhaps he had just never been in a cantina like this. Come to think of it, neither had I. Even as Tsunade's pupil and all.

"Hey! We don't serve their kind here," said the bartender.

"What?" the boy replied rather dumbly.

"Your 'droids," the man replied rather impatiently. "They'll have to wait outside."

A group of aliens and humans studied the boy and his droids in a decidedly unfriendly fashion. A wave of protective instinct kicked in as I edged closer to the boy. I could feel the murderous intent from one or two of the creatures in that pack.

"You better go wait out by the speeder," he said to the droids. "We don't want any trouble in here."

"I heartily agree with you sir," replied the droid. The fact that it replied at all nearly threw me through a loop, but I recovered quickly enough as I followed the boy to the counter. He asked the bartender, the same man who had so roughly told him to get his droids out, for a drink. I quickly grabbed the seat next to him, throwing the hood of my cloak back.s

"Hey," I said as seductively as I could manage, batting my eyelashes a little. He took a quick glance at me, but then, for whatever reason, he did a double take, eyes widening as he stared at me. "My name's Sakura. What's your name?"

"Uh…" was the stunned reply I received. I nudged him under the table to snap him out of it. "Um… my name's Luke."

"Luke? That's a nice name," I said. The older man he had been with took a small glance at me, as did the enormous… eight foot monkey thing he was talking to. I got a feeling, however, that creature was a lot more intimidating if you knew what it actually was. It (he?) looked at me curiously, as if he had never seen me here before. I just smiled seductively as I turned my attention back to Luke.

"So Luke, what brings you here?"

Before Luke could answer my question, he was shoved from behind, so hard he almost fell out of his seat. He turned to the offending creature angrily, but his anger spent out into astonishment. The being had bulbous eyes and was, decidedly (obviously), not human.

"Negola dewaghi wooldugger?" the creature bubbled challengingly.

"Hey!" I shouted, giving the creature a good shove with my foot. I didn't use my chakra, but it still was enough to make the creature nearly stumble and fall. "I was talking to him first!"

The shove surprised him (I was assuming it was a "him"), but rather then leave the two of us alone like I had hoped, he roared at me angrily in his strange language, his attention now on me and not on Luke. I pretended to ignore him when he made a grab for me. Big mistake.

"Shannaro!" I shouted excitedly as I punched the guy when my chakra enhanced fist. The table behind him shattered upon impact. I doubted the guy would be interrupting us any further, and perhaps the others would get the hint and back off, but just in case…

"Cha! Stay out of my conversation!" I shouted angrily. It was then I realized my temper had gotten the best of me. I looked back at Luke who was staring dumbfounded at the mess I had made. "Whoops!" I said rather sheepishly. "Looks like I made a bit of a mess! I hope you don't mind."

The bartender looked like he wanted to be the last person to get on my bad side and shook his head in agreement. A wise decision on his part. "Luke," I said trying to get his attention. It worked as he turned back to me with the most horrified expression I've ever seen. "Are you hurt?"

"Uh… no… but… uh… what are you?" he asked, looking at me as though I wasn't human, and perhaps to him I wasn't. Probably wasn't everyday you saw a five-foot, two-inch 17 year old girl, punch a man hard enough that there was a small crater from the impact he made with the ground. I honestly couldn't blame the guy.

"A friend, it seems," said the old man who had been watching us the whole time. "Thank you," he said to me. "Why don't you stick with us for awhile? You could probably use some company."

I grinned, noting that he was one of the few who could tell that I was as comfortable in here as Luke was, which was to say not at all. "I appreciate the company."

The older man nodded his head and turned his attention back to his conversation partner. "Who's your friend?" I asked Luke.

"Oh… uh… that's Ben. Ben Kenobi," replied Luke. I got a little closer and put a comforting hand on his knee.

"It's okay," I whispered. "I saw those guys targeting you. I just wanted to protect you from them."

That seemed to help him calm down a little, and I felt him relax under my touch slightly. "Okay," he replied before grinning. "Thanks."

An image of another grinning face flourished instantly in my mind. A grin that I would cherish forever. Luke might have the same color eyes and hair as him, I thought to myself, but that's all they have in common.

Well, perhaps that wasn't entirely true. There was something about Luke other then those particular features that seemed to cry out to me, begging me to compare him to Naruto. He was shorter then most of the other creatures in here, human or other wise, but still taller then me, which wasn't much of a feat considering, but still. (Yeah! I'm short! You gotta problem with that?! Cha!)

"So, like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," I said rather loudly. Some at the bar ducked their heads guiltily. "What brings you all the way out here?"

Luke seemed unsure on how to answer me. I could easily deduce that they were being cautious about who they trusted. I smiled as sweetly as I could. "You're friend, Ben, seems to trust me," I said softly, "but you don't have to tell me the whole truth."

Luke grew a little confident from my admission. "We're just trying to find a way off this planet."

"Ah. Where to?" I asked. Off this planet? You mean you could easily fly from one planet to the next as easily as you could walk to your next door neighbors house and ask for a cup of sugar? I quietly thanked my training as a shinobi. Those questions would have been out of my mouth faster then Sasuke could activate his sharingan if I hadn't been taught to do otherwise.

"Um…"

"Luke," said Ben, interrupting us. Just in time from the look on Luke's face. "This is Chewbacca. He's the first mate on a ship that may suit our needs. He'll take us to her captain-owner now."

For a moment, I thought I was going to get left behind for my trouble protecting Luke, but Ben nudged not just Luke, but myself as well to follow Chewbacca. Surprised (or perhaps stunned was a better term), I followed them obediently over to a table in the corner where a young man (younger then Ben, older then Luke and myself) was waiting for us. He displayed the openness of the utterly confident, or the insanely reckless. I frowned at the feminine creature wiggling in his lap. While such behavior was openly accepted by everyone else at this cesspool they called a cantina, that didn't mean I had to approve of such perverted behavior myself. As we approached him, the man whispered something into the female's ear that, as she walked away, left her grinning like cheshire cat, with the sharp teeth and everything. I couldn't help but stare as I watched her go.

Chewbacca rumbled something at the man, and he nodded in response.

"I saw that little stunt you pulled over there, little girl," he said. Already I wanted to knock this guys face off his head. Little girl? Yes! I'm a late bloomer! Would everyone quit rubbing it in?!

He smirked at the sour look on my face. "I don't think ten Imperial soldiers could have done what you did there. That man was wanted in twelve different systems." My face softened slightly at the compliment. "I'm Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie, here, tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system?"

"That's right, son. If it's a fast ship." Ben replied. I couldn't help but smile at the look on Solo's face at the word 'son.'

I may be a little girl to you, but to Kenobi here, you're no more then a mere child, my inner self crowed happily, if somewhat lamely.

"Fast ship? You mean you've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?" asked Solo.

Kenobi was amused. "Should I?"

"It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs," said Solo indignantly. "I've outrun Imperial starships and Corellian cruisers. I think she's fast enough for you, old man." His outrage subsided. "What's the cargo?"

"Five passengers." Luke and I looked at Ben with some surprise. When did I get dragged into this mess? "Myself, the boy and the girl, two 'droids, and no questions asked."

"No questions," said Han, studying his mug intently before looking back at Ben. "Is it local trouble?"

"Let's just say we want to avoid any Imperial entanglements," replied Kenobi easily.

"Well, that's the real trick, isn't it?" said Han. "And it'll cost you something extra. All in all about ten thousand in advance."

"Ten thousand?!" Luke gaped. "We could almost buy our own ship for that."

I put my hand on Luke's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down, and it seemed to work.

"We haven't that much with us," Kenobi explained. "But we'll pay two thousand now, plus fifteen when we reach Alderaan."

"Fifteen?" said Solo. "You can really get your hands on that kind of money?"

"I promise it-from the government of Alderaan itself. At worst, you'll have made an honest fee of two thousand."

Solo didn't seem to hear that last bit. "Seventeen thousand… All right, I'll chance it. You've got yourselves a ship. As for avoiding Imperial entanglements, you'd better twist outta here or even the Millennium Falcon won't be any help to you." He nodded towards the entrance before adding: "Docking bay ninety-four, first thing in the morning."

Faster than Kakashi and his Chidori, all five of us were gone.

Okay, in case you haven't guessed already, Sakura is from an Alternate Naruto Universe. My idea originally was for her to actually kill Sasuke, but I decided it would be a little more poetic for him to kill himself. Do I hate him? Maybe... .

And yes, I know I'm cheating, giving her the ability to do the Shadow Clone Jutsu like Naruto. This'll probably be the one of the few times she uses it. I promise, that's the only "new" ability I've given her! It's not like she can use all the time like Naruto can! DX

Tell me what you think.