My body was sore, I felt drained, and I had one hell of a headache. I sighed, wondering what the fuck happened. I sat up too quickly, lurching as i felt vomit threatening to creep up. "Ew..what the fuck?" I cringed at the taste, as I licked by chapped lips. Opening my eyes begrudgingly, I winced as fink enveloped my vision. I moved a frightfully pale hand up to brush the strands of hair away, but that when i stopped.
Wait.
What?
I fisted the pink strands of hair in anguish, "Who the fuck dyed my hair? Is this some kind of fucking joke?" I froze. What the hell was up with my voice? I sounded like a whiny bitch-ass twelve year-old.
"That's because you are a whiny bitch-ass twelve year old." My eyes widened before narrowing.
"You talk a lot of shit, where and who the hell are you?" I winced as I heard that voice laugh me. "Shut the hell up! Where are you?" I was freaking out. I was in a room with pink walls, well furnished, and even a bathroom. Which is great, except for the fact that it's not my fucking room. Like, where is all my fucking shit? Where's my Prussia(1) Body pillow? Hm? Where the fuck is my mini fridge? Most importantly, where the fuck is my Dan and Phil poster?
"It's all gone." It laughed at me, making me quake with frustration.
"The hell it is! Where is my stuff? And why the hell am I here?" I yelled, the last straw was pulled, I was out of patience, and I wanted my answers.
"Look in the mirror-"
"How in the hell is that going to help! I-"
"Just fucking do it, you bitch." I silently quaked with rage as I made my way to the bathroom.
"So, how the fuck is looking in the mirror going to-" I choked. What the hell. Pink hair. Pale skin. Skinny. I almost threw up as I saw the eyes. Dead Mint-green orbs stared back at me, making me flinch. The way that they looked at me made me feel guilty, Like I hurt them. Like i Killed them. I started hyperventilating as the truth finally settled in. My denial was crushed as those beautiful jade eyes stared back at me. "I-I..." I was speechless. I shuddered as bile crept up my throat. I closed my eyes as an seemingly endless tears spilled from my eyes. No. Her eyes. But, did that mean I killed her? Did my presence in her body kill her? I was a murderer. Subconsciously I put a hand on the bruises on my neck. They will still there. Did...Did Orochimaru kill me? And...My soul traded Sakura's for mine? Vertigo hit me like a truck, and I had to grip the towel bar to stay standing. She was unwillingly sacrificed. I fell to my knees and threw up. The tears kept coming, as I lay shaking on the cold tile floor of the restroom. "S-she was sacrificed...I-I'm..."I trembled from the cold tile touching my skin. "I-I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I-Hurk!" I heaved again and my body betrayed me by going into shock. It was pathetic.
"Your right. It is pathetic. Get your ass up, now." I let out a gasp at the voice.
"Sakura? Is that you?" I rasped sounding a little hopeful as I sat up, leaning against the bathroom tile wall for support.
"No, I'm not Sakura. I'm Inner-Sakura. Her spit personality." I sagged with disappointment. And my eyes, that had stopped crying for the moment began to moisten up a bit. "God, stop crying. It's not going to bring her back. And it most certainly will not make her happy."
"B-But she's dead, Inner! What the hell am I supposed to do? Live her life in her body?"
"Yes." I flinched at Inner's unususaly soft tone. "She wanted you to change this world. She wanted you to change lives, save lives. She wanted you to be great. That's why she chose you. To make things better."
"To make things better?" I echoed, as the information sunk in.
"To make things better. Now get your ass in gear and clean up! Don't want to die slipping on throw-up and bile! You get up now! You need to be at the academy in three hours. Get a Move on."
"Yeah, yeah.." I smiled as I looked in the mirror, because this time, those green orbs were bright, and smiled back at me. and Thought, I'll live. I'll live for you, Sakura.
Authors note:
Hoped you liked it! I'm thinking it's a good chapter, but I don't know if it is satisfactory. Reviews are love! And I would like to know if I should keep going or stop. (1) Prussia from Hetalia
