She had had enough. Enough of the crying, enough of depending on others to bring back Sasuke, enough of being weak, enough of being Sakura Haruno. All Sakura did was bitch, complain and cry when she didn't get her way. She never got anything accomplished. She failed at everything she did. She depended on others to complete missions. She always watched the back of others. She was always, always, always useless. She had had enough of it.
Sayuri, on the other hand, was useful. She was an ANBU, she was ruthless, she was strong. Sayuri didn't know emotions. She didn't cry. She never failed her missions. She made others watch her back. She completed missions one handedly. She didn't depend on anyone. She didn't depend on anyone to bring back her Uchiha, Sasuke.
Cherry Blossoms, also called Sakura, were delicate. They were useless. Orange Lilies, also called Sayuri, were bold. They were strong.
Sayuri would consumer herself with the very same thing her love based his life upon - hatred. Never again would she turn back into the worthless Sakura. She was now Sayuri.
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Flower - Sayuri
Flower Meaning - Hatred, Revenge
Appearance - Lily, Orange