Sakura
I remember when my life used to be so simple. I never worried about the future and I didn't care so much about what people thought of me. Things like heart aches and betrayals never even crossed my mind. I dreamt in colour back then.
But that was a lifetime ago. Back before I ever learned to mend a broken bone or take another's life, before I had ever even touched a shurikin. The world was a kinder place in the far off past, when I still had access to all my memories, before they were hidden from me.
But this was back when my parents shared secret smiles and loving looks.
When I chased laughter and rode on the backs of breezes, believing the world to be a fair and just place.
Back when I still had a brother