Murderess
by Slightly Confused Kitty
Chapter 1
"Haruno Sakura has been convicted of first degree murder of the majority of the Uchiha clan. Her punishment is execution, as decided by the court, to be carried out on the fifteenth of July at noon."
Naruto swore and punched the training log, shattering it. He had yelled himself hoarse at the judge and the Hokage, to no effect. Didn't these people realize that there was no way Haruno Sakura, of all people would intentionally hurt anyone? She couldn't have possibly killed a whole clan! She was too... too nice and sweet and so SAKURA.
Those of the Konoha 12 who weren't on missions had all testified, saying no, Sakura wouldn't do that, she couldn't have. But the evidence was all against her. DNA samples, security pictures, the whole deal proved she had been there that night during the murder. The report of her annual check-up, two days after, at the Konoha Hospital, showed no evidence that she had been tied up, put under genjutsu, or in any way knocked out or immobilized recently. No one knew she had left her bed to go to the Uchiha compound, and she didn't tell anyone that she did. She had no alibi or defense except for the word of honor of her fellow ninja that it wasn't in her character. The prosecuting lawyer had smiled-smiled! as the death sentence was passed. Sakura herself had sat mutely during the trial and conviction, not defending herself or her honor as it was coldly ripped to shreds.
Everything pointed to her guilt. Except her. She didn't belong in this situation. Someone more cold, more deadly, more powerful belonged in her high-security cell, but she just looked out of place among the filth, urine, grime and blood that dripped off the walls. She was silent. In fact, the last thing she said seemed so long ago... Naruto squeezed his eyes shut as the memory flashed over his mind.
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"Naruto!"
"Hey, Sakura-chan! What's up?"
"Could you swing by the hospital during lunch? We're having a complete stampede of little scraped-up genins, and I know you like talking to them. Also it keeps them from trying to push every damn button and lever they see..."
"Haha! Sure, Sakura! Do you-" He had been cut off by the appearance of some jonin with a heavy-jawed face and lined eyes.
"Haruno Sakura?" The ninja's voice was business-like and more distant than most ninja in their home village.
"Ah, yes? If it's Kyo-chan poking random switches again-" She smiled affectionately at the thought of the curious genin.
"Your presence is required in the Hokage's office. Immedietely." He didn't vanish, staring her down for an answer.
"Um... Sure. I'll be right there."
"I was told to escort you there." Naruto, who had been debating going for ramen, caught this. Messengers usually didn't hang around- this must be serious. His eyes narrowed at the jonin, who in turn continued his scrutiny of the much-shorter medic. She raised an eyebrow uncertainly.
"Uh, okay. Bye Naruto! Don't forget to come by at lunch!" Sakura grinned at him before disappearing in a whirl of wind along with the jonin.
She hadn't returned to the hospital by lunch. Or the day after. And now it looked like she would never work there again.
What had he wanted to ask her? Naruto didn't have a clue. It really didn't matter.
How had this all happened anyway?
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A/N: I'm not sure whether I will continue this or not, so please tell me what you think. Thank you!