I can't see why my little brother hates her so much.
In the moments I've been in her presence, she's shown nothing but courage and sharp wit. Whether she's fought me or healed me, she's been strong. Strong of heart, of mind, and of body.
No fear, no hesitation.
She's a ravaging lioness among timid doe, gnashing her teeth and tearing her enemies to shreds.
Kisame can't seem to understand why I'm so fascinated with her. "She's just some girl!" he'd say.
She is no girl. She's pure woman, in mind, body, and soul, except with the strength of twenty men.
I'm thoroughly entranced by her, and I'll admit it. As a man, I want her. As a shinobi, I admire her. And, as a hurt, broken soul, I understand her. I know she goes through so much that any other woman couldn't bear it, and she will continue to go through all of that for many years to come. But I know she can handle it. She can handle it because she's a kunoichi. She can handle it because she's Haruno Sakura, and she is strong.
She is Fearless.
Signed,
Uchiha Itachi