Author note: Black Rose is back after sleeping this idea over I'm quite proud of myself, plz if anyone feels I've stolen their idea in another story they can PM me or tell me in a review because I will delete the story right away. Don't flame. If you don't like the story then 1. Tell me what would make it better, 2. Don't bother reading more, or 3. Don't review it, common sense. I mean really people. R&R if you want. ~BR~
Disclaimer: to me it sucks but I don't own Naruto or any of it at all -wish I did- and if I did, Sakura wouldn't have been useless in the beginning of the series.
My razor had been my best friend for these past two weeks. Yes, I cut. I wasn't "emo", I was just under a lot of pressure so I needed a vent. I couldn't go back to drawing, because my mother would find them and ask what the fuck was going on. That's what happened when she found the drawing I drew after my father died. I quickly ran and got a towel to soak up the blood that was starting to cover my arm. Great, now how am I going to explain this at the funeral later? I thought to myself.
You don't have to go, but I suppose you want to, so you can leach off of people who are just as hurt as you are. Inner-Sakura said. The two marks on my arm were already starting to scab over.
"Honey, do you want me to start the shower for you? You only have an hour to get ready!" my mother called.
"Sure, thanks Mom." I yelled back.
She knows you're cutting. Inner-Sakura sneered at me, that's why she' being so nice.
SHUT UP! I yelled back to her, in my head so I don't seem insane, why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you? I'm a good person most of the time... I heard her mumble something else, but I didn't pay attention, I was going to have a nice time at the funeral, even if it killed me.
The funeral I'm going to is for Naruto, Sasuke, and Kakashi sensei. They died in a battle, Sasuke vs. Naruto, big explosion between the three of them. By big I mean gigantic. Before the battle I tried to restrain Sasuke, but he used his Sharringan on me. So, I was passed out, Naruto carried me away from the battle site so I wouldn't get hurt or in the way and then boom. When I woke up I was in the hospital for severe burns on my right side. In the room next to me I heard talking and crying. I heard lady Tsunadae say three words "knucklehead, ninja, and died"
My heart stopped and I sprang up, I ran out the door with tears clouding my vision. Shizunae ran after me and caught me. She kept asking what was wrong, but I couldn't speak. The news of Naruto's death had stolen my words and left me silent and broken. After that many people, from many different villages came to their graves. Naruto, Sasuke, and Kakashi were dead, lying six feet below the ground. Their skin ice cold, pale with sorrow. In the two weeks following I had sympathy and anger thrown at me. Konohamaru came up to me a few days after and said, "It's all your fault. You didn't do anything! You passed out at the sight of your ex boyfriend Sasuke!"
At the time I was so numb all I said back was, "I never dated Sasuke." But, I realized he was being dragged away by his teammates. I looked in his direction and sighed. I then realized my mother was stepping into my room, looking sad and distant.
"Mom, do you need something?" I asked, wrapped in my bath robe.
"Honey, your friend, Ino, told me something interesting yesterday." She whispered, "I know your cutting."
"What?" I mentally left the room. I snapped back when she spoke again.
"Why?"
I went on the defense, "Why do you care? How would you feel if you were blamed for the death of Konoha's hero? The cutting is my life raft getting away from insanity! I can't take being loved one day for getting the infamous Uchiha killed, and then hated for Naruto's death the next! Besides you're not even my real mother. You're just some whore that my dad got too drunk to notice I hated! Now leave I have a funeral to attend." I said, "MOVE!" My step-mother stood there in shock.
"Don't you dare speak to me that way, if anyone here is a whore, it's you! Switching who you're in love with each week!"
"Shut up! Is this all you wanted to say, or are you going to bitch on me more?" I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Go to your funeral, we'll discuss it at dinner." She turned and walked out.
"I wish it was my funeral!" I hoped in the bath, and then after a good bath I changed and left for the funeral. I met up with Ino on the way. I decided to give her the cold shoulder for telling my step-mother a secret I wanted no one to know.
"Sakura-chan! Wait up!" she called. I stopped, glared at her with my now pale green eyes, and continued my journey. She caught up to me, "Sakura, what's wrong?"
"Look, I'm in a really bad mood. And the last thing I want to do right now is talk to you."
"Why?" she whined.
"Why do you think?"
"Are you on your period?"
"NO"
"Then, what?" she snapped.
"Don't you dare snap at me, if you want an answer, then fine. I'm pissed because a certain someone told the one person I begged them not to tell, even though she promised me she wouldn't, but then stabs me in the back and does. So, next time could you not?" I said looking Ino right in the eyes.
"Well it was for your own good!"
"Not really, all it did was make us have a fight." I started walking again.
"But it was for your own good, I swear to God!"
"I've lost all belief in that man."
"How about, after the funeral, you and I hang out. We can go and buy you some clothes that would better reflect you then the pink!"
"Okay, how about an hour and a half after the funeral." I gave her a fake, weak smile.
We walked to the funeral together, but right away she ran over to Choji, but they make a cute couple. I saw Hinata and Kiba together; I think its sweet on how Kiba was okay with Hinata's hidden love for Naruto, even though she never straight up told him. Shikamaru was alone for right now, Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara wouldn't be here until tomorrow. The funeral proceeded like any other funeral would. Many cries during Naruto and Kakashi's, then everyone started leaving as Sasuke's began.
"I didn't know everyone hated you that much, Sasuke." I told the air above his grave. Empty, just like my heart, just like my feelings towards everyone. Then, my phone buzzed, "Great, hopefully it's Ino." It was Ino. She called to tell me she couldn't go shopping. Choji proposed and they were going to privately celebrate. She apologized for blowing me off, again. It was the 15th time this month she had blown me off. And it was really starting to bug me. Since I was already pissed at her, I snapped. I dialed her and got her voice message, and said, "I'm fucking tired of you blowing me off all the time! You need to stop or chose between that bastard or me! I'm done okay! If you pick him then just leave me alone, don't talk to me and forget about me."
I hung up. I felt confident that she would pick me. I've been her friend since we were born. I got a text, from Ino! Probably her apologizing and saying she didn't know I felt that way. I looked; it said, "I pick him, srry billboard brow. I just cant take being friend with a wreck like u" I collapsed; everyone I held dear was gone, dead or from now on ignoring me.
I walked home staggering a few times. Not caring when I fell. By the time I got home my knees were scraped and my heart was blown up. Suki, my step-mother, was standing in the door way smiling. She had forgotten the fight from earlier. But I hadn't. I quickly walked past her, mumbling, "I'm going to go wash up." I walked into the bathroom and treated my knees and cuts so nothing got infected. I had a part time job at the hospital; I was saving up for my own place. But lately I've been on leave, I go back tomorrow. I was kinda excited for work because it would take my mind off everything.
"Honey! Dinner's ready, come to the table and eat with me, please." Suki called from the dining room. I walked in and sat down, quietly eating my dinner; then, she spoke again, "You're moving to Suna."