Summary: "Make me forget…" And that's how Haruno Sakura forgot everyone.
Sakuxmulti, SakuxAll, SakuxEveryone
A/N: All the Italics are the encounter with those specific individuals –depending on the scene- and Sakura. Think of it as little flashbacks on the individuals with Sakura, and how their relationships (friendship or other) progresses, which plays a big role to the upcoming scenes when they interact with Sakura again. It's basically just scenes from the past when those individuals interacted with Sakura.
Disclaimer: I find disclaimers really pointless but alas it is a must. So, let's all close our eyes and pretend I owned everything and created everything, and all of them are my hoes. Unfortunately when it's time to open our eyes, the glaring words 'Masashi Kishimoto' is next to the word created and Naruto. With a full sentence that said, 'Masashi Kishimoto is the mangaka (creator/author) of Naruto.
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Make Me Forget: Chapter 2
Please…
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…make me forget …
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…please…
Would the wind still sing?
Would the sun still dance?
Would the earth still move?
Would life still continue on?
Yet, to those who felt like their world just stopped; who felt they have been cheated by fate; who felt that there was no hope left in their life, and the desire to just disappear and to forget everything was strong… they've all realized that regardless of what they do, time continues on.
Time is neither mean nor nice but apathetic to human life as it continues to move on forward.
And because of that they hated, despised, loathed, abhorred, and mocked time, time and time again. Time was their enemy because time continues on without looking back or without struggling to move forward because they, themselves, couldn't. It was ironic, an oxymoron, the satire of life because they all live solely on time.
"No, you're wrong" She said. "Time is neither mean nor apathetic but is understanding. Time knows that the things in the past cannot be change but we can change for the future. Time knows that our actions have consequences. We are accountable for our actions and must learn through the consequences. This is because time knows only to move on. "
She looked him in the eye, "This is time's destiny."
"Hinata-sama, do you mind if I come with you in search for Haruno-san? I have some business that I have to discuss with her about."
"Nn-noo, it w-would be a-a..a great h-help…"
"Thank you."
"I-it's…n-not a pprob..blem.."
She gave him a huge smile with teeth and all, and said…
"Everybody eventually moves on in one way or another, it's just the matter of taking the first step, is all."
"Your hair has grown long again, Sakura." Tsunade quietly spoke as she watched the pink haired woman sat by the windowsill.
She watched solemnly as her apprentice continued on to stare straight through the outside world that lay behind the windows of the hospital.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?"
Sakura looked up and glanced back towards the blonde haired woman. "Please," she softly replied with a bit of reluctance as she then looked back once more at the window and then slowly stood up, "if it's not a bother."
The older woman's eyes softened, as a soft gentle smile bloomed on her face, "Not at all."
"Not a bother at all."
They always say patience is a virtue.
Heh. Virtue, huh? It doesn't matter. I don't have patience for that.
There was sand around, under, and all over the place; all over her beloved house that she oh so painstakingly cleaned a couple of hours ago. The woman's eyes twitched in annoyance at the mess that her beloved brother created.
You have to be patient to learn patience, Temari-chan.
She was definitely not going to clean up after his mess-again- that was for sure. She groaned, as she began to pick the broom and the feather duster and began to once again clean the house.
"Stupid...brat…damn it...sonofab-" she grumbled under her breathe as she wave the feather duster furiously over the countertop, which caused the sand to spread all over the place even more.
"THAT'S IT!" She threw the feather duster to the ground, and began to stomp her feet with all her might as she screamed, "I'M TAKING A DAMN VACATION!"
Her breathing became heavy, deep, and fast due to her earlier outburst. Damn, she really wasn't cut for being patient.
Hehe… It'll probably take you awhile to be patient. But if it's rewarding in the end, then is it not worth the wait? Kazekage-sama, the way I see it, is still learning how to cope. He is still learning how interact with others in his own pace. I mean, it would also be easy to just beat him up with your huge fan until he understands… but I think it might take awhile… or you could p-
Is it really worth it?
She stomped towards the front door and slammed it open. She was about to leave and go to the Kazekage tower but thought better of it. She chuckled evilly, and went back to her feather duster and broom, and began to clean the place once again.
Her eyes creased and her mouth tilted into a small smile, "What do you think?"
"You are the most, most, most irritating person I've ever met!" She screamed at him.
"And you are the most annoying person I've ever met." He replied.
"Uughh… I don't know how to deal with you right now. You are so aggravating!"
"Then, leave."
"Look, all I am asking of you is to at least hear Temari-chan out."
He glared at her, "You really are meddlesome, aren't you?"
"Hey, I'm stuck here for 6 months. Enough said." She then stuck her tongue out at him.
He heaved out a years worth of sigh in response.
oOooOOo
"What is normal to you?" She suddenly asked out of the blue.
He stifled a sigh, as he glared at the big brown oaked door in front of him. He rose up two of his fingers as he massaged his temples trying to ease out the pain in his head ever since the meeting started.
Sometimes, he questioned his sanity on what possessed him on taking the role of the Kazekage of Suna. He really was crazy.
You don't understand. I'm not like everyone else.
He glanced up towards the window, and saw that the sun was beginning to set. It was time to go home.
He leisurely walked towards his house instead of hopping on the rooftops. Sometimes, he had figured a long time ago, that the cure for headaches that was induced by the old, idiotic councils was a nice leisure stroll home.
You're right Kazekage-sama, you're not like everyone else.
And before long, he had arrived.
"Welcome back, Gaara-kun"
She smiled so lovingly, "You're one of a kind."
oOOoOOoooO
She laughed out loud in response, "If you're not normal Kazekage-sama, then neither am I!"
"There is no normality in this world, Kazekage-sama. If you think you're not normal because it's hard to show you're emotions to people then half of the shinobi world would also be abnormal. If the exact opposite is to happen then I, myself, am abnormal as well.
The word 'Normal' is just a way to label people whom society's description fit to their standards. If I, as foreigner, go forth into a journey to another place, I would be considered not normal as well.
Insanity, however, is a totally different matter." She smiled evilly at him.
"Did you know? Anger is a moment of insanity?"
He laughed out loud, knowing what she was trying to imply.
She was known for her short temperament.
"Welcome back, Gaara-kun."
"Temari." He nodded is head towards her direction and proceeded to walk up the stairs to her room.
"Gaara," with the sound of his name being called, he halted and waited for his sister to continue, "I'm going to go on a vacation for a couple of weeks to Konoha."
He then continued walking towards his room but not before saying, "I'm coming..."
"… and the house is still a mess."
"#*&%^*%#$" was all she replied.
Ripples.
She slowly dipped her finger on the Koi pond as she watched the water rippled around her finger.
She wondered absentmindedly on what happened to that blonde haired doctor named 'Tsunade-sensei' since she left not a few minutes ago to go back to the hospital for an emergency situation. There was also a tall blacked haired man that suddenly popped out of nowhere in front of the blonde haired lady doctor, the one that told her of an emergency situation in the hospital. So that's a ninja, she silently mused.
She closed her eyes, and relaxed underneath the sun's rays. She felt her body relaxed and her mind to become at ease as she bathed in the warmth of the sun.
She let out a small smile as the wind began to pick up. The cool breeze felt nice against her hot skin. It was a nice change from the hot humid weather, just a few moments ago.
Yes, it was a nice change.
Somehow, for some odd reason, she felt so at peace with herself; a sense of serenity.
Yet, it was all short lived when a bark could be heard, that was slowly getting louder and louder.
"Akamaru! Sheesh, slow down will yah!" A tall brunette man came running after the white huge furry dog, which in turn was currently running towards her.
'Uh oh...' was all she thought before she got pounced on, and felt herself falling towards the pond from the impact.
"Shit! Sakura, are you alright? Sorry about that, Akamaru is really excited to see you…" He rubbed the back of his neck and gave her a sheepish smile, "We just came back from our mission, and…" This time he laughed awkwardly, as he helped Sakura up from the pond, "Sorry."
She looked down at her soggy shirt and spandex black shorts and seemed that it was sticking close to her skin. She sighed heavily as she twisted the half bottom of her shirt to let the water out.
"It's alright," She replied as she continued on to twist and turn her shirt.
"Here." She looked up and saw a jacket shoved right in front of her face.
"Take it. It's the least I could do." The brunette-haired man turned his head away from her, with a pink tint on his cheeks.
She looked back and forth between the jacket and the stranger, and then let out a smile.
"Thank you very much."
He rubbed the back of his head in response as he looked at her at the corner of his eyes, he felt his blush deepened.
"So, what were you doing before –uh- Akamaru pounced on you?" He briefly flinched at the thought of the earlier incident.
Startled, the short petal haired girl jerked up from the process of zipping the jacket on. She discretely observed the stranger, which she didn't get the chance too before since unfortunate circumstances prevented her to do so, and noticed that he was a very good looking man. She absentmindedly wondered if he was a ninja too.
Her smile blossomed even more and bowed at him, "Thank you for lending me your coat. I will get it wash and return it to you tomorrow, if you don't mind?"
He chuckled, "Seriously Sakura, you don't need too. It was my fault in the first place, right? Just give it to me as it is when you're done using it, ok?"
She was about to nod her head when she remembered that she did not even know the stranger's name.
"If you don't mind me asking but what is your name?"
To be continued…
Mksanime: I am quiet surprised at the number of Favourites and Alerts I've got, despite the low number of reviews. But alas, it matters not for I will still update regardless of those things, and also depending on my mood. Anyways, I feel compelled to thank you guys for reading this fic of mine.
There will be more Sakura-interactions with guys, and some juicy, interesting scenes if concocted in my head.
I apologize for grammar and punctuation errors, since I really don't like proofreading and found myself lazy to do so.
I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I've wrote it.
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Till next time…
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