A/N Oh my god, the reviews were amazing. Johann and Computer2Brains really made me feel very good. Thanks a lot to everyone who read and enjoy this chapter!

Italics: Thoughts or song lyrics

Pairings: NaruHina, implied NaruSaku strong family/ friendship, implied ShikaIno and NejiTenten. Saku/Mystery man.

Original Summary: One mission, Sakura died. Naruto dedicated a special day for her. But as the story unfolds, drama, friendship and romance develop in the never-ending story of the murder of Haruno Sakura.


Sakura Day


The man gulped. She really was beautiful. Her pink locks were straightened and she wore a red dress with a sparkled sash on the side. She had diamond studs on each year and a bracelet that her best friend Naruto had given her last Christmas.

The man just could only stare. Sakura seemed happy; she seemed to be enjoying herself.

He felt a pair of eyes on him and he just stared back. She was really happy.

"Sakura…" he said her name slowly and liked the way it rolled off his lips.

She turned a deep maroon and twiddled her thumbs nervously.

"H-Hai?" she whispered meekly.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to ignore how the lanterns spewed their light on her stunning pale face.

"I love you" he blurted out suddenly.

Sakura could only smile.


After auntie Ino had told him part of the story, Toyo Ao Uzumaki stomped into the Hyuga manor angry.

Members of both the branch and main family stared in wonder in why the little blonde boy was having such a tantrum. Some thought he looked adorable like a little bear with his arms crossed, baggy jeans, his face red, and his lips in a pout and his striking blonde hair all messy. Others just looked in amusement at the child of Hinata Hyuga and Naruto Uzumaki.

"Tou-san!" Toyo yelled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Hanabi walked out of the bathroom in her orange fuzzy robe, drying her wet hair with a blue towel. She ruffled his hair.

"Toyo, your father is still at the Hokage's tower, baka!" she said smiling. He only huffed, spun around on his heel and stomped back out of the clan mansion.

Hanabi looked at the little boy in skeptically.

'He could have just poofed into Naruto-kun's office, he is a genin…'

"Tou-san!" Toyo yelled again. He flung open the doors to find his parents making out.

Toyo screamed in horror while the guards stifled a laugh.

Hinata, hearing her son's yelp, quickly detached her lips from her husband's and fixed her shirt. She was blushing madly while Naruto only grumbled and went back to stamping some scrolls.

"Toyo!" Hinata said happily, giving him a kiss. She noticed the look on her son's face.

"Toyo?" "Is there something wrong honey?" She asked concerned, stealing a glance at her equally-concerned looking husband.

His shoulders slumped and looked at his father. He gaped. There, was a picture of her. Again.

This time she was with his parents. Balloons, streamers and confetti were in the background. He also noticed that his dad was wearing his official Kage attire.

"Tou-san, why didn't you tell me about Sakura-san?" he asked. Naruto's eyes flickered sadly at his son.

"I-I don't like to talk about it" he grumbled.

Toyo swallowed his spit. "So when were you going to tell me?!"

"Toyo, who told you even in the first place?"

"Auntie Ino"

He sighed. "Maybe later" he said. Toyo fumed and waved his hands in the air.

He pointed a finger accusingly at the picture.

"Who was she?!"

"Was she your teammate, your sensei, your first girlfriend?!" Hinata's head snapped up. "Toyo!"

Naruto was quiet and glaring at his son. Toyo glared back and clenched his fist.

"I-I…wanna…know" he said threw gritted teeth. He sighed frustrated.

"I mean, if she were alive what would she be to me?"

"Would I love her, would she be family?" "Or would she be just some other teacher or some other plain shinobi?" No one noticed the angry spikes in chakra from the other side of the pine door.

There was no response except the harsh wind that blew through the open window. Naruto's eyes were downcast.

Toyo huffed and crossed his arms. "So I guess if you can't talk, she wasn't important" he said icily.

Hinata's eyes hardened at her son. She looked at her stoic husband.

She was afraid, afraid that he went into shock, and if he woke up…

Naruto looked coldly at his son. His child. The next two words surprised everyone.

Including Hinata, including the eavesdropping guards, including Toyo, including Shizune who had been filled in and was ready to open the door and lastly…including even himself.

Naruto's eyes flashed a bloody red.

"She wasn't"

Toyo's jaw dropped in surprise. He quickly regained his posture and ran out of the room. Hinata could only stare at her husband. Anger was bubbling inside of her.

Naruto narrowed his blue orbs.

"…Sasuke-teme sadly thought that crap"


For the third time, Toyo ran through out the crowded sea of people. He strode into the Yamanaka Flower shop where his cousin Aya and Ino's daughter Mai were sitting down on the same bench painting each other's nails. Ino was in the back, yelling at her husband about how "lazy" he was being.

"There" Mai stated proudly, finishing Aya's last nail. She smiled. "They're so pretty!" she squealed, looking at her friend's hot pink and glittered manicure.

Aya grimaced. "It makes me look…" her voice trailed off. Mai finished admiring her work and crossed her arms.

"Look???" she repeated.

Aya sighed, "girly" she stated.

Mai rolled her eyes. "You are a girl!" she retorted.

The two felt another chakra and looked up from their little glaring contest.

"Konbanwa Toyo!" Mai squeaked girlishly. Toyo nodded and sat by his cousin.

"We need to know the story of Haruno Sakura, we need to know everything" he said firmly. Aya nodded, shaking her nails so they would dry quicker. "I agree, no one will tell us anything except Auntie Ino" "It's like taboo to even mention her name at all"

Mai screamed for her mother. Minutes later, her mother came out with a handful of white carnations, bouquets, and ribbons. "Hey everyone" she said plopping down on the bench behind the counter. Ino began to sort out the flowers and began arranging them nicely in the bouquets and then tying it with a silky silver ribbon.

"Mommy, while your working can you please finish a part of the Sakura Day story?" Mai asked innocently.

Ino tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and glanced at the clock. She pursed her lips. "How about every day at noon, I'll tell you a small part for only about fifteen minutes?" she asked.

The genin exchanged glances. "Okay" Toyo said sighing.

Ino continued to arrange her flowers perfectly.

"Okay, a day had passed and it was Sakura's funeral…"


The funeral was beautiful. Everyone was there dressed in black and were seated in metal chairs, a single red rose in their hand. A frame of Sakura in her ANBU outfit was placed my her casket. Colorful and lighted paper lanterns adorned the memorial strung everywhere. Cherry blossoms were placed on her casket, the soil around her tombstone and even in Sakura's hair.

There she lay in a sleek black kimono with red flowers on the bottom and a pale opal obi. Her hair was pulled back and a butterfly clip was in her tresses.

Ino wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. Naruto wouldn't even tell her any information about her death. Puffy eyes glanced over to the saddened Hokage in his official Kage clothes; Tsunade was even wearing hers too. She knew he was mentally scarred forever and no one would be able to help him.

The elderly council members made there way up the steps and one tapped on the microphone. It was the Sandaime's teammate, Koharu.

"This is the memorial for Haruno Sakura of Konoha" she spoke quietly. "She was loved by many people and was considered to a saint and a great woman"

Koharu wrinkled her nose. "We have the ambassadors from Suna here as well"

Heads turned to see a crying Temari, a glum Kankuro and a depressed-looking Gaara though his face was hidden by his Kazekage triangular hat.

"Rokudaime-sama will know like to say a few words" she spoke sadly and stepped off the pedestal.

Naruto got up and straightened his robe. He strode over to the platform.

"I just want to say that may Haruno Sakura rest in peace" he said warily.

"She has had it difficult despite what people say"

He nodded at the people in the first row who started to stand up and place their roses by her coffin. The rookie nine and their sensei's were about three rows down, they didn't want to go first.

Naruto himself would go last. He needed some time with her.

He looked at all the sad faces and tearful eyes.


Sunagakure was quiet. Very quiet. You could hear the wind almost violently whip the desert sands around as if toying with it. People were silently mourning for Sakura. Some didn't know her and some did.

But they knew she was important because their very own Kage had shed a tear publicly when he heard the news.


The little girl sat on a branch wearing a mint-colored yukata. She had dyed her hair completely black but her scalp had traces a light pink. She didn't know why she changed her hair color. Most likely because black fit her mood. She clenched her fists.

What was so great about Haruno Sakura? So she died: big deal.

Everyone doesn't have to mourn for her.

Her eyes hardened.


"You remind me of her…"

"Who Kazekage-sama?"

"Haruno Sakura"


Maybe it was the hair. She smirked. 'That won't be a problem' her smirk faded, was this her mother?

'She left me…'

She sighed and began to braid her hair. She never knew how too but the other girls in the orphanage would usually do it. She watched their fingers move and waves strands of her pretty hair together and then learned to go it herself. She just wanted to fit in.


Neji stood in front of her coffin and gently placed the crimson rose down. His arms lay by his side. His training partner had become more than a friend. She was like a little sister. With a bundle of energy and a fierce temper, the two clashed heads but only ended up being closer.

He remembered all the ANBU times and all the moments when he agitated her so much that she wanted to suffocate him with a pillow or throw a clipboard straight at his face.

He smiled a true smile as he forced his feet to head back to his seat. He felt the wind whip his black robe, he felt all eyes on him, and he felt something in his hair. Neji's long arms reached his scalp and pulled out something delicate and small.

Just a little cherry blossom petal.

About four rows down, Hiashi Hyuga sat with his clan. He watched his nephew intently with a newfound respect. Hanabi was sobbing on a cousin's shoulder while Hinata was up with her teammates.


Kakashi placed a rose by the coffin.

'Those who betray their teammates are worse than scum…'

He shut his eyes and sighed. It was partly his fault, and he would admit it. Kakashi didn't even bring his usual porn book. Today, the copy-cat ninja felt cut in half.


Mai's eyes widened. "U-Uncle Kakashi was her s-sensei?" she stammered. Toyo clenched his fists. "That means Sakura-sama was on the same team as tou-san" Ino nodded. She felt sad. A part of her wanted to tell the kids everything. But it felt as if it wasn't her place.

"More later" she whispered.


"Tomorrow's Sakura Day Nami!" a girl shouted happily. The two sat down on the smooth tatami mats in the local Sunagakure orphanage. The little girl Nami was now thirteen years old and was a genin. Nami nodded as her friend Hikari began to braid faster.

"Hikari-chan…."

"Hm?"

Pale green eyes looked at her friend nervously. "Do I look like Sakura-sama?" she asked quietly. Hikari stopped trying to untangle a knot in her friend's hair. She sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Nami, please don't start with this again…"

Angry tears watered in Nami's eyes as she pushed herself away from Hikari.

"I-I just want to know who I am!" she yelled angrily. She held up a shaky hand.

"I-I c-can punch a w-wall and the whole t-thing will crumble" she stammered. "Didn't Sakura-sama have that same ability?!" she shouted.

Hikari was silent. "It could just be a coincidence" she said softly.

Nami snorted and grabbed a strand of her dyed black hair. "Does everyone have natural pink hair?" she shot back.

Hikari was quiet and twiddled her thumbs.

Exasperated, Nami's shoulders drooped as she tiredly felt onto the futon.

She covered her face with a pillow and began to scream. Her sobs echoed through out the filled orphanage.

She looked at her best friend from the couch.

"Hikari" her voice was sad and sultry.

"I need help; can you help me find out about my mother?"


Tsuzuku.

A/N: And there it is. Keep those wonderful reviews up please!!

Shadowsakura321