Title: A Sorta Fairytale

Pairing: ItaSaku

Status: Incomplete

Rating: T

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Chapter 2

After a hard day of running like a crazed fool trying to escape from the ninja noble, Sakura had returned home, now very tired but satisfied her skills from before had not gone rusty.

She was exhausted and without further ado, said goodnight to her mother and flopped down on her bed falling into a deep slumber.

Darkness.

Then red.

Lots and lots of red.

Drip,drip,drip.

The clock ticks quietly in the background.

Tick,tick,tick.

The horrifying scene of massacred bodies lay strewn across the once,grand hallway of the Kyoko household.

She moved closer to one of the bodies.

A body of a young man, not much older than her with curly dark brown hair.

She saw his once full of life sparkling grey eyes become lifeless.

She screamed.

Sakura woke with a start. Palms sweaty and her breathing erratic. She shuddered.

"Again..." she muttered to herself.

It had taken her a long time to recover from that day's incident. Most the time she had woken from her nightmare in the middle of the night sobbing with her mother rushing into her room trying to calm her down.

But even once she calmed down, she still could not sleep. Instead she let the events replay back in her head.

These events were important. They would serve their purpose to remind her of her mission.

Revenge.

"Hurry up chibi-san!" yelled the brown haired boy.

"I'm not chibi!" claimed a very small young adorable Sakura. It was the little girl's 4th birthday so she was dressed up in an elegant pink kimono decorated by none other than cherry blossom flowers. Her pretty pink hair had been tied up neatly and butterfly clips had been placed in. She was huffing slightly since she was forced to run to catch up.

"Yes you are you're smaller than me so you must be chibi,chibi-san! Now hurry up! I want to give you something before we go to have dinner with your family."

The young boy led her to the cherry blossom tree on top of the hill. It was a huge tree, it's magnificence radiated out like sunshine over the small hill.

Some cherry blossoms fluttered past her. It was always so peaceful here, Sakura thought to herself. And so beauti-

"It's beautiful." said the boy with a serene smile on his face.

Sakura looked at him. His grey eyes were sparkling so bright. The wind blowing softly at his curly dark brown hair made him look so.....pretty. Sakura blushed.

Oh no she was staring at him now! She quickly turned away to look at the tree. Glad he was too absorbed in watching the cherry blossoms he didn't notice her staring.

"What was it you wanted to give me?" said Sakura curiously. He didn't lead her all the way here just to show her the tree did he?

He grinned before running over to the tree. Signalling for her to come closer. She eyed him suspiciously before doing so.

He startled her when he jumped up and started to climb the tree.

"What are you doing?! Be careful! It's dangerous!" said a frantic Sakura. Worried he might fall and hurt himself.

"I'll be fine! Just give me a minute..." he had stopped climbing now. His hand reached out to pluck one of the cherry blossom flowers from the tree before he climbed back down. His foot slipped then.

Sakura paled.

He grabbed onto a branch quickly just enough to prevent himself from falling. Breathing a sigh of relief, he continued to climb back down. He was startled when he saw Sakura crying.

"Hey..what's wrong chibi-san?" he said softly. Wondering what on earth she was crying about.

"You c-c-ould have d-d-died you i-i-idiot!!" she said between her hiccups.

He took a step back. Woah! He didn't know how to deal with little crying girls! He just stood there awkwardly while she continued the waterworks.

A moment of silence.

Arghhh! Why does she have to be so complicated? He thought to himself. He grabbed the girl's arms and pulled her against him, embracing her in a bear like hug.

"See? I'm still solid and breathing which means I'm not dead. Now stop crying, you'll get it all over your lovely kimono" he said cheerfully "and your father will kill me for making you cry." he said with a shudder. Sakura's father can be a tad scary at moments, especially when it came to boys and her daughter.

She had stopped crying now. Just small sniffles every so often.

"P-p-promise not to hurt yourself again?" she muttered quietly into his chest.

He chuckled. "Yes. I can never hurt myself! My job is to protect chibi-san forever and ever and I can't do that if I'm hurt so I will not hurt myself again!" He looked down at the small girl's tear filled eyes and smiled at her.

Somehow she was satisfied after seeing him smile. It always made her so happy. That smile of his was so reassuring,it made her want to just believe in him and nothing else. She smiled back then said.

"Stop calling me chibi-san." she sniffled again.

"Hehe okay chibi-san, whatever you say!"

She glared at him. Then remembered. "Didn't you have something for me?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot. Hehe.." he said sheepishly.

Slowly he pulled away and opened his palm. Glad he hadn't squashed the flower.

Then he did something that shocked poor Sakura. He got down on one knee and said to her:

"Will you marry me when you're older Chibi-San?" he asked seriously.

He looked so serious, it took all Sakura had to not giggle at him. She couldn't hold it in anymore.

She giggled.

"I thought to propose you need a ring." she said amused by his serious expression.

"Well....I'll get you a proper one when we're older! This cherry blossom can be a temporary substitute!" he said his face red now from embarrassment. When she didn't reply, he looked at her. Then his face fell.

"Do you not want to marry me Sakura-Chan?" he asked sadly.

"No! No, wait! I meant, yes, yes I do! I do want to marry you!" she said happily.

His face lit up. "Really?" she nodded.

"I loveeeeeee you so much Sakura-Chan! I swear I'll protect you forever! That's my promise!" said the boy gleefully. He jumped around excitedly and started hugging Sakura. It was only after Sakura muffling something about being suffocated did he release her and turn away before starting to blush, clearly embarrassed of his behaviour.

She giggled at his red face. He turned around to look at her. He loved the sound of her laughter. It was so pure, like music to his ears. Then he looked down at the flower he had and motioned for Sakura to come over. She did so and he placed the blossom into her hair.

"You look pretty Sakura-Chan." he murmured. He was surprised when the little girl hugged him.

"You promise to stay by my side forever?" Asked Sakura. She never wanted him to leave her. She believed he would stay but she wanted him to confirm it first.

"Yes. I promise."

"Thank you......I love you Mamoru-kun." she said quietly. Then she fell asleep in his arms.

"I love you too Sakura-Chan. I'll always be here for you. I promise." he said to the sleeping Sakura.

"Too bad you couldn't fulfill your promise" muttered Sakura quietly to herself. But then she couldn't resist a smile forming on her face.

She remembered that day.

Her father had indeed scolded him for taking Sakura out to the tree without his permission and he was not happy how she was covered in dirt from hugging him. Then when Sakura told her father that she was going to marry Mamoru-kun when she was older, her father almost fainted and chased the poor little boy around the room threatening to kill him for tainting his little Sakura-Chan. Her mother laughed while Sakura watched her father confusedly. Later they enjoyed a lovely dinner together with the Kyoko family although poor Mamoru-kun had now sported a small bump on his head courtesy of her father.

It had been one of her fondest memories of him.

She would never forget that smile of his that made her feel like the luckiest person alive.

She would never forget that laugh of his that brought so much fun to her life.

She would never forget his love that had hurt her so much after he had died.

Sakura shook her head, trying to shake off the memories. She felt like crying as the pain shot through her heart. Remembering him always made her so happy....and so sad.

She had to be strong to protect her mother. Mamoru-kun would have never wanted to see her this way.

Although it was still too early for her to leave for her part time job, she knew she couldn't sleep anymore anyway and so she got up out of bed and made her way into the bathroom to wash and cleanse herself.

Physically and mentally.

Breakfast was a quiet affair of cereal for her and toast for her mother.

Mizuki knew something was up with Sakura but chose not to ask about it. She felt like the girl was already on shaky ground and any more, she was afraid she would break.

Although Sakura had stopped screaming after her nightmares for a long time, Mizuki knew she still had them every so often. She could just tell by the bags around her eyes indicating lack of rest and the way her smiles were often strained. Oh how she wished she could do something for her daughter! Mizuki closed her eyes and prayed.

"God, if you are somewhere out there, please bring kindness to Sakura-Chan. She deserves some after all she's been through and as her mother, I cannot bear to see her burden such pain in her heart."

"Do you feel ill mother?" asked Sakura worriedly.

"No,no! I'm fine!I guess I'm just...tired." she eventually said. Glancing up warily at the clock, she bore a look of alarm.

"Sakura-Chan! The time! You need to go now!" she said in a panic.

Sakura looked up at the clock. The flower shop wasn't open till later but she had lied to her mother, saying the shop opened early and thus having to leave for work earlier than usual.

But the truth was Sakura hated leaving her mother all alone, she hated seeing her feel so ill and most of all she hated herself for being so useless. Seeing her mother's pale features would always remind her of how helpless she was.

She couldn't bear the guilt.

"Yeah I'm leaving now. I'll see you later mother." muttered Sakura. Then realising how unhappy she sounded, she lifted her face up and forced a sparkling smile to her mother. "Remember to make something nice for dinner!" she said with feigned happiness.

Her mother didn't buy it. Mizuki wasn't that ill yet to be unable to distinguish the difference between a real smile and a fake smile. But she knew Sakura did it for her sake and so she accepted it without any problems. She nodded. "Have a nice day." she said.

Mizuki saw Sakura out and watched as she continued down the road before sighing and retiring back inside. Then she sat down at the table and clasped her hands together.

"Please God....if you're out there somewhere, please, please help Sakura!"

"Good morning Sakura-Chan!"

"Nice to you see you Haruno-San! How's your mother doing?"

"Hey pinky, how you doing? Wanna hang out later?"

"Thank you so much for helping me the other day Sakura-San! Here's some fresh fruit for you! No need to say thank you! That would be us saying thank you!"

The villagers were always so nice to her. Such kind people. As much as she tried distancing herself from them, somehow they were attracted to her. Maybe it was her kindness. Or maybe it was just her pink hair. She always loved helping other people and whenever she had free time, she would be out and about the village helping.

The healer marvelled at her brilliant chakra control and knowledge of medicine, immediately taking her under his wing to help those ill and sickly.

The fishermen were always glad to receive her help in carrying heavy stocks of fish. Inhumane strength comes in handy sometimes.

And the shop owners just enjoyed having her company and someone to chit-chat too.

Slowly the villagers warmed up to her. She also made many new friends. One in particular was the blonde thief she had met from before.

His name was Naruto. She always thought it was cute how his name came from a ramen topping. He was loud and often sneaky, playing tricks on people all the time. But he was a kind soul, always willing to give it his all for his friends and his mother.

Just like Mamoru-kun. And herself.

Being in the police force had it's advantages. Especially when you're the head of the police and military force. He read the file in front of him with all the details about the girl and where she currently was.

"Haruno Sakura....so that's what your name is." he said amused. Time to pay her a visit.

Then he reached over his desk to pick up his phone to place an order.

Ding Dong.

"Hey Sakura!" the blonde said cheerfully.

"Hey Ino." she replied. She took off her coat and put on the flower shop's apron, ready to work.

"You're a bit early today." She eyed Sakura suspiciously. "But that's okay we have plenty to do anyway! Could you start by sorting those flowers in bouquets as ordered? The orders are on that list over there." Ino directed at a huge stack of papers at the desk.

She goggled at the massive pile.

".....uh sure..no problem." although she did give Ino a weird look. Since when did they get so many orders? Most the time it was just a small pile per day and she would spend most her time tending to the flowers themselves instead. Some watering and maybe fertilizer, trimming up uneven ends and cleaning up wilting flowers.

"Somebody should be here to pick it up later. I don't know how he's going to manage that but since he placed such a large order I'm sure he must be pretty rich and have one or two helpers with him." she said happily before returning to the back of the store to unwrap the newly arrived flowers.

Yamanaka Ino. A young girl around Sakura's age and now currently one of her best friends. Ino's father was a shinobi and often out on missions so the shop used to be run by Ino's mum before she passed it to her daughter. Although Ino had skill for being a ninja, her mother wanted her to run the shop instead because it was less dangerous than being a ninja and Ino had agreed withs no objections since she had always loved working in the shop.

Her mother used to be great friends with Ino's mother. She would always bring Ino along when she came to visit the Harunos. Ino had always been so cheerful and happy. Although she can sometimes be very annoying and sneaky, Sakura knew Ino had always been there for her when she needed her.

It was especially hard for Sakura when Mamoru had died and if it wasn't for Ino...God knows what would have happened to the pink haired girl. She was the one who picked her back up when she fell down so hard. She was the one who insisted she worked at the shop when Sakura needed money desperately. She was the one who listened to all her troubles and tried to cheer her up afterwards.

And she was glad that Ino had been there for her.

Arghh! But sometimes the blonde was just so irritating. She always shoved the hard jobs to Sakura whenever she could and leave the easy ones for herself.

It wasn't that Ino was mean or anything. She just liked teasing and annoying Sakura.

And she was doing a grand job of it.

Sakura sighed and went over to start organizing the bouquets. "Bloody rich bastards." she muttered. Such a large order of flowers could only mean one thing. It was for female company. Not that Sakura disapproved of giving flowers as gifts to girls but wasting them was an entirely different matter. Did the guy really need 50 bouquets? It was just going to go to waste. Sakura felt sorry for the flowers. They were so pretty and should be bought by someone who truly appreciates their beauty. Not some for some rich boy to bag himself a girlfriend.

But she had fun anyway. It was mostly white lilies and daffodils the guy had ordered and she loved those flowers. She thought it was a pretty weird choice considering how red roses were normally seem as the romantic type and not white lilies or daffodils. Those were more for family and friends.

But whatever. Who cares? That was just her opinion. She rolled up her sleeves further since they kept falling down and tied her hair back.

Bouquets might look pretty and easy to organize but Sakura knew from practice and experience that it was not easy to organize such a thing. You had to be precise and have a sharp eye for choosing complementary flowers to accent the main flower itself. As Ino had once taught her. It required utmost concentration.

It was about mid-afternoon before someone came to pick the flowers up.

Ding Dong.

"Welcome! How I can help you?" Sakura could hear Ino's cheerful voice greet the customer. She heard some mumbles and then heard Ino yelling:

"Sakura! Are you done with those bouquets? Someone's here to pick them up!"

"Almost! I have one left to finish but the rest are all wrapped and ready to go!" she yelled back.

"Okay I'll get him to come in to pick them up." she shouted.

Ugh...why couldn't she just tell the damn guy to wait a minute so she could finish the last one and bring it out? Sighing inwardly she hurried up and started to sort the last bouquet.

She heard footsteps coming towards her but made no motion to look up.

"Hey..they're over there by the worktop. I'm almost done with this last one, just give me a minute." she said. Hands working efficiently away at the flowers.

"Hn." he replied.

What kind of reply was that meant to be? She was expecting a thanks at the very least. Stupid rich bastards and their bloody arrogant attitudes. Great now she was irritated and a bad mood had started to form inside her slowly.

"Are you done yet?" he asked no more than a minute later, genuinely curious.

A vein throbbed in Sakura. "Jesus, it takes time you know! But whatever I'm done no-" said an irritated Sakura as she looked up, ready to give him an icy glare.

What she saw made her blood run cold.

Author's Notes

Haha I'm sure all of you can guess who that is! ^^

At the beginning of the chapter I mentioned Sakura and her revenge. I'd just like to clear it up here that she is not psycho who's going to run amok and slaughter her enemy for revenge. Her type is revenge is a little different and will make sense later on in the story.

Kyoko Mamoru is an OC I made up especially for this fic. For facial purposes I would say he looked a bit like Suzaku from Code Geass. His personality is a lot like him too. Since Mamoru = to protect. One of the most important parts about Sakura's relationship with him was their promise. His promise, that he would protect Sakura forever. Which obviously is useless now. But anyway it took me ages to find a suitable name for this guy xD. He plays an important role in this story.

Okay, I have a video project I promised someone I would finish up ASAP so I'm going to be doing that first so it'll be a while before another update. Most likely Friday or Saturday, the latest Sunday. But I'll make that chapter extra long for yous :) I have started about half a page of it so far though and I usually write(type really) very fast so no worries.

I'm still looking for people who would be interested in beta-ing this fic. Although you'll have to put up with my tardiness and lateness in sending chapters xD If you would like to help me out just drop me a PM, thank you 3

It's now very late and I'm really tired from school so I apologize for any spelling mistakes. I've only re-read this twice to make simple edits but it's possible I missed something. If you spot something wrong, don't hesitate to let me know and I shall edit it.

Even a simple "I adore this fic" would make me a very very happy writer.

And happy writers update fast :O