Disclaimer: I don`t own Naruto...unfortunately.
Word count: 1,424 words
My reason for this story is for the sole purpose of trying to kill my writer`s block. I wish it to go die in a dusty hole.
"Talking"
Inner Sakura
thoughts
The sky were multiple shades of orange, pink, purple, and yellow. The sun was just rising in between the hokage monument, and the smallest slivers of yellow rays were peaking through Sakura`s window shudders and creeping steadily onto her face. She cracked open one bright emerald green eye and smiled briefly, as she remembered what today was.
Signing and slipping out of her embroidered sheets, she bustled around the room preparing for graduation day. Quickly slipping into her black spandex shorts, pink medical skirt, and her Haruno clan top, she was ready. Treading down the stairs in light, feathery steps, she made her way to the kitchen and greeted her mom and plopped into her chair, awaiting for breakfast.
When her mom arrived with a tray which consisted of miso soup, pickled vegetables, some salmon, and a small bowl of rice, Sakura could tell her mom was in a good mood. When the pinkette first received her genin headband after the examination, her mother was crying tears of joy and cooing how proud she was of her little Sakura. Her family were all civilians, and imagine how shocked they were when they found out their daughter had chakra coils with
After finishing her artfully made meal, she headed upstairs to gather her weapons and tie her hair. As she finished attaching her last weapon holster and double-checking if she missed anything, she happily sauntered outside, on her way to the Konoha Ninja Academy.
Oh gosh! I`m so excited for the graduation ceremony! I wonder team I`ll be on...maybe Sasuke, or Naruto, or maybe Shika...hmmmm
Shut up, I`m trying to meditate!
Wait, who`re you? Are you my conscience?
No, I`m your inner. In other words, your personality to the extreme!
...Don`t people who have voices in their heads considered crazy?
Maybe...
Oomph! I slammed into something hard and big(A/N: Heh heh, that's what she said.) I looked up to see Sasuke`s older brother, Itachi looking down at me. I stared back at him before I glomped him, but not really since I only came to his waist.
" Itachi-san!" I cooed happily as I smugly looked for my best emo-friend, Sasuke. I have lots of friends, and all under different categories. I is proud.
His response came in a smirk and 'hn' that would make other girls swoon. I didn`t say much more, because I knew he just came back from some B-ranked mission, and was ready to just sit and procrastinate.
Finally spotting my dark-haired friend, I swiftly ran up to him and greeted him in my usual way of greeting. And by that I mean by delivering a light blow to his head, then he would catch my tiny hand and our normal conversation would come with me asking questions and him answering with a grunt and an occasional few words.
"Good morning Sasuke-kun!"
"Hn."
"How`s the fam. doing?"
"Good."
"Oh my popturts, you said one word on my second question, you must be really excited today! I wonder-"
As I was quenching my curiosity by firing question after question at Sasuke, I was rudely interrupted by the chime of the school bell. Signing in defeat, I ran into the classroom only to be assaulted by my other besty, Naruto. It happened too fast, as I was glomped from behind and tumbled onto the smooth, not to mention hard, wooden floor. Damn Naruto, even as my friend, ain`t nobody`s allowed to tackle Sakura Haruno to the floor. If he knew what was best for him, he would know that he needed to run, onto the other side of the room.
From the side of the room, I could hear Shikamaru sign and say,"How troublesome." See, Shikamaru was the kind of lazy genius that did half-ass work on everything, and could still score perfect marks. That smart cookie knew I was about to throw something across the room and scar the wall for life(the poor wall) and proceeded to push everything out of the way for me. I respect him for that, and earning my respect is hard shit. And yes, I do cuss like every other normal twelve year-old kid.
After cooling down my raging anger, I joined my friends behind the large wooden stage. Catching up to Ino and Hinata, I greeted them with a nice 'good morning' and our normal gossiping continued. We became great friends when I was bullied for my pink hair and slightly larger than normal forhead, and Ino came to my rescue by cussing at the other boys. That`s where I learned my colorful language. That time we were seven. Yup, I had bad influence when I was a child.
Then, when I was eight and just a newby on the second day of academy, I found Hinata cornered helplessly against the back of the training grounds. Using my amazing ninja skills, I threw my sharp(and shiny) kunai accurately and skimmed the cheekbone of the leader`s face. He ran away as I faced the lavender-eyed heiress to check of she was okay; the only thing damaged was her small fur jacket. But I wasn`t concerned with that as I introduced her to Ino, and we`ve been untouchable since then.
To be honest, it wasn`t until much later that I found out normal kids can`t throw accurate kunai like that until they were graduating. When I found out I was eligible to be a ninja, I trained as hard as I can to make my parents proud of their only child. So then, as a result, I learned new elemental jutsus, techniques, and how to properly throw dangerous weapons.
The first time I went to the library to check out genin leveled textbooks, the librarian didn`t even give me a second glance. The following month, I went back into maze of books and came out with three large chuunin guides. As I left, the librarian gave me a concerned glance as if to check I was mentally sane. I wouldn`t blame her, it`s not every day you see nine year-olds checking out advanced ninja guides(not to mention three of them) and casually stroll out the tall pair of glass doors with surety and confidence.
Ah, good times.
Snapping back to the conversation at hand, I heard Ino squeal something really loudly and a blush occupying her face. OHOHOHO...she has a crush and she`s not even fucking telling me?! Not that I`ll understand it anyways, you see, my resolution this year is to become more understanding, and so far, it`s not improving.
Five minutes passed with Ino babbling and Hinata stuttering...
Finally, I heard Iruka-sensei walk up the creaking wooden platform to begin the graduation ceremony. My friends and I walked to small row of benches where nervous genin-to-be stiffened as they heard their names called out onto the stage. Finally, me and Sasuke approached the stage together as the top graduating students of the academy. Scoring the near impossible IQ of 195 for Sasuke and a 198 for me. Beat that, chicken-ass.
We stood together in the middle as the audience of parents clapped loudly, as we received our headbands and medals. Afterwards, I ditched my parents to go sparring on an abandoned training ground.
The few trees spared from the aftermath of my training last time were now discarded on the ground, as I used them for punching and experimenting new jutsu on. As I walked around to pick up the scattered weapons, I noticed the moon was beginning its night rounds. Thus, I began my journey home.
Realizing that my parents were probably already asleep, I quietly creeped up the stairs and into my dim room. Quickly changing into my pajamas, I crawled into bed. My sleepiness quickly took over as I fell into unconsciousness.
So, how was it? It`s not that long, but the stories started and I can see the unfolding events happening. Please type in a review for me if you liked it, it makes me update faster. Thank you!
-CelestialStardust992