Haru Na Shidarezakura

Summary: Her Fate was decided long before she was born. She would not accept Fate, though. Because accepting meant, giving up on own self. It was a battle against Fate and Sakura Haruno was determined to win. But even if she did won the battle, could she win the war? Her friends would go at any length to help. But could they stop the history from repeating itself? AU & OC

Characters: Sakura Haruno, Itachi Uchiha, Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Kakashi Hatake, others & OC.

Rating: M. Greener: Romance, Angst.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. However, I do own the story and its added contents. There will be lot of information and things that does not existent . Don't complain, because that's Fiction.

Fiction is about writing what comes in your mind; creating what has yet be create. So read it and enjoy rather than judging it. This story is set on a Alternate Universe where a lot of things from the manga/anime didn't happen and a lot of things are added by me.

Copyright: This story and its character (apart from Naruto and the manga characters) are owned by me. Do not copy this story.


Chapter - 1: Sakura Haruno

She lay on her own blood; cold and tired. Cold as death slowly consumed her; tired after the long fruitless fight. A bled nailed in her heart, she was glittering in the moonlight. Her beauty once so brigh,t was now shamed by the crimson blood.

"So you finally showed your true color." She whispered. Her smile was dull and eyes moisture. Her fading vision focused on the man standing above her.

The man looked at the blood oozing out of her chest with a fascination of a predator after a great hunt. His eyes filled with pride and cold mockery. Adrenaline passed through his own blood like fire.

"It was your own wrongdoing." He could not stop the lazy grin.

She tried to catch his eyes with her own, not moving from her spot. "It was a misundersta..." her husky voice was cut as he pushed the bled deeper into her heart, deeper than it already was.

She gasped in pain.

His handsome face was now completely covered in her blood. His smile replaced with hateful words.

He stood up now and was moving away from her. She grasped his ankle with bloody hand. He looked at back at her with disgust that she had never seen before. Finally, the tears came out.

"My final wish," Their eyes hold each other.

Her voice was hoarse, "Do finish me off. However, remember, for my blood has been mixed with yours. Through that I shall return to you." With every word, it was getting heard to breath, yet she continued, "Not to love you. To hate you with so much passion and it shall be the death of you." She held her last breath.

"For now, do be worried of your own blood."


The four-man team leapt from one tree to the other with the grace of a jungle cat. They were returning from a very simple (by their standard) mission when the storm started. It was pouring, too. They did not stop. Their village was not very far. With the speed, they were going they would be home by this evening.

The team leader knew that they should stop and find shelter. Any other team would have done so. However, they were not any other team. They were the most promising chunin and jonins of Konohagakure, a hidden ninja village of Fire country.

They were Kakashi Hatake, Asuma Sarutobi, Guy Might and Itachi Uchiha. Only the later ninja was a seven-year-old chunin with the three jonin, older than he was by few years. Kakashi Hatake was the team leader, chosen by the Hokage Minato Namikaze.

"Man..." Asuma Sarutobi complained. His last cigarette was dump from the water. "It's spring time, the time for Hanami festival. If it rains like that how are we going enjoy the festive?" Nobody answered.

"Hey, Itachi-san!" Asuma called out to the youngest member of the team with a friendly grin, "How old are you brother now?"

"Sasuke's only five weeks old." Itachi did not smile but nobody missed the affection for his infant brother in Itachi's voice. "He was born on this winter."

"Looks like, it's going to be a baby year." Asuma remarked, "Both Nara, Inuzuka and Hyuuga clan have given birth to children. I hear few other clans are also expecting new addition." he laughed, "Even the honorable Hokage-sama going to be a father this summer. I say, there's a new generation is about to start right under our nose."

"I don't want any of those brats under my nose." Kakashi Hatake cynically stated. He was running at the front.

He suddenly stopped, causing Guy Might - who was right behind him - knock right onto his back. They both would have fallen of the brunch had Kakashi not balanced himself. Guy was not that lucky. He fell of the brunch and landed on the mud below.

"My eternal rival, Kakashi!" He frowned up at his teammate, "Why would you suddenly block my path?"
Kakashi was not listening to him. He was looking around him with averted gaze. "I can smell a very strong whiff of blood." Itachi stood beside his captain.

His black eyes turned red, Sharingan on working. "I can see a very faint Chakra." Itachi stated.

"Let's go check it out." They moved towards that faint chakra. Soon they found themselves into a wide landscape. There were no other trees except an old Sakura tree in full blossom at the middle. As they reached it they were shocked at the quantity blood and body. Even the pink petals on the ground had turned red. They very slowly approached the tree shade, where blood was doubled, for further inspection.

"What had happened here?" Itachi's voice was husky, sweat gathered on his forehead.


THREE HOURS EARLIER:

The women shivered in pain forcing her companion to stop at beside her. "Are you alright Etta-san? You're not feeling too tired, are you? If we move at this pace, we will reach Konohagakure by night fall." He softly encouraged her; his eyes worry of her discomfort. He understood that she was not well but they were just outside the Hidden Village of Ninja inside Fire nation. And until they reached the village they were not safe enough to rest.

This morning when he was putting of the fire, they had lit last night, he had sensed of being watched. He had hurriedly packed what little they needed for today's journey and had rushed his wife in their path. On a normal time, they would have reached the village by now but this was not a normal occurrence. She was not fit for a five-day journey they had completed in her condition.

"Yoshiro-sama, I don't think your child can wait that long." Her voice held amusement and affection for her husband's anxious face, "I am having contractions since last night. My water just broke."

Yoshiro looked down at his wife feet and truly, there were water soaking on her clock. He felt hopeless. They were standing on an open area with no trees to hide them, except an old sakura tree, ready to shelter anyone who needed it. He helped her to get there and made her sit on the soft ground and lean on the trunk. He looked around to see if he could find anybody but stopped when his wife suddenly let out a cry.

"The baby is coming!"

He bended down beside her and started to rub her shoulder. His young face marred with fear and love.

"May we help you?" a voice said from behind him. His head quickly whipped around landing on five old women standing there looking at them anxiously. "We were passing by when we saw you." There winkled faces were full of sympathy. They came forward and leaned forward. "You must be in labor. Let us help." her voice was demanding that Yoshiro could not protest. One of them indicated for him let them be with Etta.

He sighed looking at them with a mixed feeling of grief and happiness for his child. He decided to survey the area for any threat. It would keep his busy.

"Oh! You're already crowning." One of them exclaimed, "You must be in labor for some time."

He shook his head, walking away. He should not have pushed her so hard on about getting inside Konohagakure. He had no choice though. It was the only safe place now, for his family. Until his child is safely born into the world and until that priestess is proven wrong, Yoshiro and his little family will be at danger.

It was not all about to change though, because he was sure his child was an abomination.

It felt like hours had passed since the women gathered around Etta to help her when a black figure appeared right in front him. Upon reflection Yoshiro blocked the katana aimed at him with his own. Yoshiro was a good swordsman maybe that was way he was able to block four attackers but more people were joining the fight. One passed him and stabbed one of the old women.

The screams and a baby wailing scared Yoshiro.

His child was there and he or she needed him. With new determination, he countered his opponents and injured them. He left them on the ground thinking they were too injured do anything.

He took his child from the old woman while the new baby kept wiping. He saw that the umbilical cord was still connected with Etta. "My...My wife?" his voice was hoarse. He could not see for the women blocked his vision.

"She did not survive." The old women who had hold the child looked down. Her voice full of sorrow, "She was in great pain. Her heart gave away as soon as you daughter came out."

This was his entire fault.

He gasped. He looked down at the child in his arm. Her eyes were closed. "When will she open her eyes?" his voice now full of panic. Never in his family, was a pink haired girl born. Sure, there were plenty of pink haired boys but not a girl. Why, he too had pink hair.

"What color are they?"

The women did not reply in shock. They had never seen a father who was so scared to see the color of their child's eyes.

As if hearing her father's demand the child opened her eyes. Her bright green eyes met Yoshiro's blue one. And the world stopped for him.

He did not even notice the man who had killed one of the old women stab him at the back.

The other women screamed and the child's wailing increased at the noise. Yoshiro did not let go of her though while turning to face his enemy. No matter what she was, she was still his baby, and he will protect her until his last breath.

The enemy kept throwing a lot of kunai at Yoshiro and the women. Some he dodged and others hit the spot aimed. The old women were already dead for being not fast enough to run. The other injured enemies were dead too.

Soon Yoshiro found an opening he was looking for. His daughter safely positioned between his one had and chest. The other hand carried the Katana. He finally took a swing at his enemy's head.


PRESENT TIME:

"What had happened here?" Itachi's voice was husky, sweat gathered on his forehead.

Nobody replied. It looked like a violent fight had ended in bloody way.

"This black dressed people must be nuke-nines." Asuma was bending beside the first body they had seen, "They were reckless enough to venture around a Shinobi village."

"Do you think this is a robbery gone wrong?" Kakashi observed the old womens' body. "There's a male body in here. He had a katana. He must have taken them all out with him."

Itachi's red eyes scanned the bodies. There was something odd in this situation. He was not sure what though. He walked around the bodies. This people were not traveling together that he could tell. The old womens' clothes were dirty and shady. The man's garments were actually very expensive. No wander the robber had attacked him. In addition, the women must have been at wrong place at the wrong time. Itachi's musing was interrupted by a sound. "What was that?" he asked his companions.

They looked at him like he was crazy, then they heard it too.

"It's coming from under that man." Kakashi pointed at the well dressed dead man. He lay on his stomach by the tree trunk. "Is he still alive?"

They slowly moved towards him. The man did not move except making the muffled voice. They very slowly turned him on his back and were shocked to see that he was covering a very beautiful woman's lifeless body. Their hands joined; on them lay a child covered in blood and a blanket crying in a very low voice.

Itachi very slowly moved and put his hand around the child's head. He was creeping out when the man's hand suddenly tangled with his arm. The three men prepared to defend the younger male while Itachi's eyes were as wide as a small ball.

"Are...you from Konohagakure?" His eyes were half-open, breathing harsh and words were lower than whisper.

Itachi only nodded. His voice was too dry to speak.

"Cut...t... the... cord?" the man said again.

Itachi and the team looked at him stupidly. What cod?

As if sensing their thought, he said again even though it pained him to talk, "My daughter..."Blood came out of his mouth, "an' wife...cord..."

It finally clicked in for Itachi. His mother had her second son just a while ago and she had told Itachi that babies were connected with their mother vie a cord. Itachi quickly moved the blanket from the baby to see that she too was connected with the woman beside her.

It had to be cut.

He fished for a kunai from his pouch as his team finally grasped the whole incident in their mind.

Itachi put the kunai on the slimy cod between the dead mother and new born child, and cut it.

"Take….her to….Kono…Kono….ha...gkure…!" The man's voice was getting softer with each ward, "Ho…kage…."

Itachi looked at the child again, this time the child opened her green eyes and looked straight into his block one. Itachi felt like his breathing had stopped; he felt cold and then a hot shiver pass through his whole body.

Behind him, his team also felt an odd presser around them. Their shoulder for some reason felt very heavy and it was a little hard to breath.

Itachi on the other hand was caught on a trance. He found himself lost in the pink haired, green-eyed child. It felt to him that she was the very gravity that was keeping him here in the present.

It was a completely new sensation.

"Her na...name?" Itachi's head was dizzy; voice was trembling as he looked at the half dead father.

The man's eyes were slowly closing. He put his bloody hand on his child's head one last time, and then whispered very slowly and clearly with his last breath, "Haruno Sakura of the spring."


The Hokage of Konohagakure, stood in front of the window of his office, looking at the untimely rain outside. He did not acknowledged Master Jiraya, a white hair old ninja who was spy as well as his mentor. He was not particularly thinking of anything but still he was distracted.

"Has Yoshiro and Etta Haruno arrived yet?" Jiraiya asked looking also outside at the sky.

Minato Namikaze shook his head. "I'm worried. Kizashi Haruno is at the hospital; his wife fell down at home, and it has caused her to go into early labor. I haven't told Kizashi Haruno yet, that his cousin hasn't arrived."

"This is one good mess." Jiraiya frowned, "You should send a search team; maybe they got lost."

"Yoshiro Haruna has been in this village a lot of time. He is most certainly not lost. However if something has happened to him and his wife then that's another story." Minato now started the pace around, "I already send out a search party for them."

At that time, the one of the glass of the window was broken and four-clocked figure barged inside the room hurriedly through it. The ANBU guarding outside rushed inside to protect their Hokage from the immediate danger.

"No need boys." Jiraiya chuckled, "It's just Kakashi and his team."

The ANBU nodded and left the room.

Minato crossed his arms and glared at the, then said, "What was the reason….?" But he did not get to finish as Itachi Uchiha stepped forward and removed his clock to reveal the child in his arm. The child was asleep, snuggling close to his chest, protected from the rain and cold.

"You better tell us now, who is she?"

And so the team of four told the Hokage of what they had came across.

It took almost half an hour to explain the whole incident. They had never encountered something like this before, and they were still not coherent enough to be practical. So their explanation was clumsy and unorganized.

"We burnt the tree with those dead bodies and destroyed any evidence of an altercation ." Guy said.

The Hokage and Jiraiya did not mind though. It was expected of them.

"It's very obvious that the child is not ordinary." Kakashi pointed at the child who was gazing intensely at Itachi while sucking his thumb.

Everyone in the room was little put off by the scene.

"Barley born into this world and already little Sakura-chan is into, Itachi-san." Asuma's sly comment made the Uchiha turn and glare at him.

"Has she been fed?" The Hokage finally asked. He slowly moved in front of the Uchiha, and hold out his hand to take her in his arm.

Itachi was rather reluctant to give the child away. "We don't know."

Minato bought the child close for inspection. "I will take her to the maternity ward; they'll know what to do." He looked over them all, "Go home and get rest. You look all in. However, before you go away I have a request. I want all of you to seal a vow."

"A vow?" Kakashi looked at his mentor curiously.

"This child's parents would have been given refuge in our village, in secret. They died. Their child lived and I wished to give her a safe home. And for that, no one must know of her true identity." The Hokage sighed, "That's why you must promise to never tell anyone, especially this girl about this."

"If she finds out on her own?" Kakashi asked.

"She will have to find the answers on her own, and if she is ready for truth then you may tell her." Minato looked at his mentor and said, "Seal this deal."

And so a vow was made between them to never tell anyone of this.


Minato and Jiraiya appeared on the corridor of the maternity ward, unnoticed. They found Kizashi Haruno deep in convention with a midwife.

"Haruno-san?" The Hokage approached them. He noticed the frown on the woman's face and the sadness in the man's eyes. "What happened?"

"The child was stillborn." Kizashi Haruno choked, "this was the five times we tried to have a child. After the previous miscarriages, this was our last chance to have a baby. And we lost her too." He sobbed.

"It was a girl, was it?" Jiraiya asked, "Tell me, have you made any records of this?" he was now looking at the midwife.

She was an old women with full of wisdom, "No. Not yet, Sir."

"I have a good and a bad news for you." The Hokage looked at Kizashi, "The bad news is your cousin and his wife has passed away. They were killed right before they reached the village."

Tears started pour down from Kizashi's eyes. This day was turning out be a very bad one for him and his family. "And, the good news?"

"Their daughter has survived." Minato bought out the small child from under his coat. "May we have a chat with you and your wife in private while the midwife cares for this child? She had food from the moment she was born."

The midwife nervously nodded and took the child carefully and took off to a direction to her private office. She was wise enough to know that the less people knew about this incident, the better.

Kizashi Haruno led the two men towards his wife Mebuki's hospital room. When they entered, they found her sitting on the bed and looking outside. Her face was swollen from all the crying.

"Haruno-san." When the Hokage addressed her, she did not turn to look at them.

Kizashi Haruno gestured for them to sit on the sofa at the side. Jiraiya sat on them while Minato stood near the bed. He cleared his throat before benign, "Haruno-san, I'm well aware that this not a good time for your family. But this matter has to be addressed."

"As both of you know, that Yoshiro Haruno and his wife had asked for shelter in our village till their child was born and I asked you to let them stay with you." Kizashinodded but his wife did not acknowledge them. "They were attacked and killed this afternoon before they reached the village. My ninjas had found them dead along with the perpetrators."

This time Kizashi's wife turned to them. A fresh set of tears started to fell down from her eyes.

At that time, the midwife came with sleeping child in her arms.

The Hokage took the child from her and placed her on the hands of the weeping mother.

"She was born today." The midwife calmly said. She left when the Minato hold the child, nodding once.

"Will you take her as you own?" Minato handed over the child to the waiting arms of the grieving mother. "Her father named her Sakura Haruno, before taking his last breath."

She took the child as if she was made of glass and would break at any moment. "Oh my!" the anxious face turned into a horror stuck face.

Kizashi , seeing the change, looked closely. He sighed sadly, and then turned to the Hokage, "This child too is as good as dead."

Jiraiya and Minato shared looked at each other then at them. Jiraiya then walked forward, and said,"I think it's time that you tell us why?"


A/N: Hi there!

This is a brand new story of mine about Sakura Haruno. She's my favorite Naruto character. This story is something that I wanted to write for while. And finally it's here. I hope you like it. I know I warned at the beginning that this will be set in an Alternative Universe; however the characters and the ninja world will still be there. I'll be only changing the story line and few more characters, and some a lot of new twist and myths will be added.

And I don't have any beta, so there might be some problems. But I'd rechecked this story a lot of time before uploading it and haven't found any mistake. So if any of you do find anything then I've nothing so to you.

Haru Na Shidarezakura, the meaning of the title is Shidarezakura or weeping cherry tree of the spring. It's a kind of cherry blossom tree.

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