The next day I woke up at eleven and immediately rushed into the bathroom to get changed and wash up. As I stood under the hot spray of water I mulled over what I should do now that I didn't have to go into work for three weeks.

"I could move the pictures from my room at my Mums house over here." I mused out loud as lathered cherry scented shampoo into my hair. I only used scented soaps when I was working at the hospital or on a day off, never when I was on a mission- I once had to treat a Chunin for third degree burns and multiple lacerations after she had been found by the ninja she had been tailing all because he could smell her perfume.

After a few more minutes in the shower I decided that I would finish moving my things from my parents' house to the apartment, we had lived here just under a year and I still hadn't finished moving things across, mainly because I got caught up at the hospital.

Pulling on some spandex shorts and over-sized red t-shirt that mimicked my regular attire I headed out, my old home was only a two minute walk away so it didn't take long to arrive,

"Mum, Dad?" I called as I entered the house, I knew straight away my mother was in the kitchen, I could smell fresh bread.

"Sakura, honey, how are you?" Mum asked as she pulled me into a floury hug, "you haven't stopped by in a while, how are things at the hospital?"

"Things are good, I've got three weeks leave because everyone thinks I'm over working myself." I told her as I washed my hands, preparing to help her with the baking.

"Don't you dare try to help, missy, this is the first holiday you've had in a while and I want you to relax." Mum said as she playfully smacked my hands away, "Go tell your dad to come in for a drink, he's been at that rose patch for a good hour and half and he needs something to drink."

I nodded and headed into the back garden, it wasn't hard to miss dad. He was a big man with broad shoulders and a mass of dark brown hair, "Daddy!" I called watching as his head snapped round to look at me, a wide grin crept over his face,

"If it isn't my little cherry blossom!" He bellowed, his eyes smiling, "Come here baby girl and give your old man a hug."

I immediately rushed over and hugged him, feeling the familiar safe feeling I always got from his cuddles. "Mum wants you to get something to drink," I said looking up at him, "And I want you to come into the shade and rest, you're going to get sunburn." I told him and pulled him toward the house.

"It's like you never left." He joked placing a kiss on my head before doing the same to mum who thrusted a glass of water into hand and to him to "drink up."

"So three weeks off is a long time, can they spare you?" Dad asked once we were sat in the living room. We sat on the floor just like when I was a little girl, dad was leaning against the couch and mum had her head resting on his shoulder while I lay on my back with my head on my mums lap so she could braid my hair.

"If they need me, like for an emergency, I'll get called in but I doubt anything will happen it's been quiet lately." I said opening an eye to look at dad.

"What are you going to do with yourself?" Mum asked, moving her head so I could see her brown eyes.

"I don't know, I thought I'd finish moving my stuff over to the apartment but after that I can't think of anything."

It was quiet for a moment and the dad sat up, struck by an idea, "We'll help you move your things and sort stuff out, then we could go grab some ice-cream up at the monument." His grin was contagious and I found myself sitting up to look at my smiling parents,

"It can be family time like we used to do." Mum said and I nodded causing my hair to bounce around my face.

"Let's do it!" I called and raced up to my room.

My old room was multiple shades of pink with some red and white thrown in for good measure, old photos still lined one wall and my wardrobe stood open and empty. Dad clapped his hands and sanded them together.

"Right. What do you need?" He asked looking around the room.

"Well you don't need the wardrobe, you've got that walk in closet." A hint of mock envy laced her tone and she smiled at me, "What about your vanity table and bedside tables?"

"Yeah my room needs those." I said realising that apart from the bed and a bookcase my room was empty, "And I defiantly want to take those pictures."

"We'll move the furniture first and then we'll spend some time taking those photos down. It'll be nice for you to look through old memories." Mum said kissing me on the cheek.

It only took half an hour to move the vanity table and bedside tables into the apartment and currently mum and I were sat on my old bed going through old photos.

"I remember taking this one," Mum said holding up a phot of ten year old Ino and Me smiling at the camera with 100 watt smiles and clutching a large bouquet of flowers, "You had worked hard on that bunch of flowers for the Hokage's birthday. You two were so proud of yourselves."

I placed the picture into a box dad had brought up earlier. The fuller it got, the barer my wall got. A twinge of sadness tugged at my chest,

"I love you, you know that don't you?" I asked looking at my mum.

"Of course I do. And we love you too. I'm so glad we have you." Her brown eyes filled with tears and we hugged it out as we started to sob.

"What's going on here?" Dad's voice asked from the doorway, "I leave you two alone for five minutes and I come back up and my girls are crying." He made his way over, his long legs eating up the distance.

"It's just I feel like by taking the photos down I'm acknowledging that I'm growing up. And it scares me." I admitted.

"It scares us too." Mum said softly kissing my hair, "I remember when I first saw you. You were so small and you had the biggest green eyes. Still do."

Something only a few people knew about me was that I was adopted by the Haruno family. Mum had found out that she couldn't have children and had been distraught, she'd always dreamed of starting a family and that had been taken away from her. Then about a week after that news she and dad (they had been ninjas – Jonin) were sent on a mission to eliminate a group of rouge ninjas who had been attacking civilian villages, they had successfully completed their task and had been heading home when they found my in the clearing about two miles from Kohona. Apparently I had been wandering around with only the clothes on my back and a picture clutched in my hand, I had walked up to them, held the photo up to them and said, "Help." I never said anything more than a few wrods at a time and had been taken back to the Hokage who had sent a search team out for my family. They hadn't been found and so the Haruno's took me in as their own and enrolled me at the ninja academy.

Dad pulled me in for a hug that broke my train of thought, "You're our baby girl, always have been, always will be."

"Love you." I whispered, and my eyes travelled back to the wall where only three photos stayed, one of team 7, a photo of me, mum and dad. And the photo I had been clutching when I was found.

Mum was looking at the photo as well, "Do you remember their names?" She asked as she stood up to pull it down, "You used to tell stories about them all the time."

"I still remember," I smiled sadly, "Want me to tell you?"

"Yes please." Her voice was little more than a whisper, I think she liked it liked it when I told her about them because it gave her the opportunity to imagine she had a bigger family.

Taking the picture I started to point out the familiar faces, "That one's Erza Scarlett, she always took charge and her temper was very similar to Tsunade-samas. The one with dark hair is Gray he was always taking his clothes off." We sat there for ages as I recounted all my memories, "And finally that one there, is my big brother Natsu. He was kind of like Naruto, always wanting to eat and fight and have a good time, but he was serious about his family and friends."

"I remember one time, it wasn't long after you arrived, we were sat around the fire place trying to warm up because you had been playing in the snow and got too cold, I left the room for a few seconds," Dad laughed at the memory, " I came back in and I couldn't see you, I thought you were playing hide and seek, so I started looking for you. You mother came in with hot chocolate and started screaming bloody murder."

Mum looked at me and said, "I came in and saw you in the fireplace, I was terrified I was going to lose you, but you just sat there and smiled at us. Then you did the craziest thing, you took a deep breath and ate the fire."

I remembered the memory, I had found it funny that they hadn't seen fire magic before, "You took me to the Hokage and I told you all about magic."

"Do you still remember how to do that?" dad asked suddenly after a moment of silence.

"Yeah, I've never forgotten, I've done it a few times by accident but no one has ever noticed. It just feels natural to me."

Mums eyes got wide and she shared a look with dad. Then with a childish look on her face she asked "Can you show us?" A smile spread across my face as I agreed.