So just a few worlds to the timeline:
Sakura met Tenzou before Naruto came back – they ran a mission together where Sakura served as medical relief – after that they met a few times in the tower and agreed to a few training matches – Sakura's power attacks are perfect to train Tenzou' Mokuton – Sakura is 15 when she finds out about her parentage
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Chapter 2
Confused was probably the wrong way to describe what she was feeling. Fucking terrified was more the phrase Sakura was searching for. She had thought she knew who she was, who her parents were. She had been so unbelievable proud to be a CIVILIAN born kunoichi who had achieved what she had achieved.
That was all gone now.
Her parents weren't her parents. She wasn't a civilian born. She was a Senju.
Oh Kami-sama.
Sakura felt sick. After Shishou… she couldn't make herself to call her teacher mother. Not yet at least.
Anyway after Shishou she was the last Senju. A bloodline that was nearly extinct… Sakura knew exactly what in such cases the norm was. A fucking breeding program!
Hell even in Konoha there were laws about that, they may have worded it a lot more nicely but still. Men did it have easier, they were normally told to knock up a few women for a few years and then they were allowed to do what they wanted. Sasuke would have fallen under that category if he had made Chunin and had stayed in Konoha, hell even Kakashi-sensei was technically required to do that only that Kakashi was powerful and famous enough that he could get away with ignoring that particular law without repercussions.
Women on the other hand… Sakura shuddered while she remembered the last case of bloodline breeding six years before she had been born. Akado Yuna had been the last member of the Akado clan after it was nearly completely decimated in the Third Shinobi War. The moment she had made Chunin she had been suspended and under pressure had given up her career and gave birth to seven children with four different shinobi. Tsunade had apparently made her study that for a reason. She had to keep her heritage a secret no matter what! She would NOT become a breeding machine.
That was probably also the moment when she decided that she would never be able to marry Sasuke or even lead a semi normal relationship as a couple with him. The pressure and expectations would be too much for her.
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Tenzou opened the door still groggy but became stiff when he saw Sakura, she had tears in her eyes and she looked as close to a panic attack as she had ever seen her.
"Come inside."
The moment the door was closed Sakura dropped the genjutsu. Her skin along her hand had turned to bark.
"I can't make it stop!"
Her tone was a bit too high pitched for Tenzou and he had to suppress the urge to grimace, that really wouldn't help Sakura in any way.
"Sakura you have to calm down. Deep breaths come on sit down." Tenzou tried to calm her down while he gently led her to his couch.
Now that he had a better light he could see that nearly 2/3 of her arm had turned into bark like skin. He could remember that he had the same problem, only had he been nine or ten at that time and still in one of the many ANBU quarters shielded from all outside influences and gaping civilians.
"When did that begin?" he asked gently while he tested the consistency of the bark… it kept flickering between a tree like and a human skin texture.
"I'm not sure… maybe an hour ago? I couldn't sleep and did some of my washing when I noticed my fingers starting to change."
"You were nervous and distracted weren't you?" Tenzou tried to clarify.
Sakura simply nodded while she scatterbrained tugged her hair behind her ears. Even those had started to gain a slightly bark like texture, but at least they didn't change color yet.
"I had a nightmare about somebody finding out." The pink haired girl admitted tiredly.
Tenzou closed his eyes in sympathy; he was aware of what kind of pressure the detection of her abilities would lead to. With a tentative movement he sat down beside her and pulled her under his arm before he began to speak, Sakura really looked like she could use a hug.
"The Mokuton is strongly based on your emotions Sakura. You have to calm down for the bark to settle and return to skin. The more nervous you are the worse it will get."
Sakura had stiffened for a moment at the contact. Tenzou-taicho and herself never had more contact than one or two pats on the head for her. Though it soon changed into a more comfortable situation, Sakura listened attentively to what Tenzou had to say while her body basked in the warmth of his bigger one which slowly calmed down her heartbeat. For the next ten minutes they stayed in that position while Tenzou kept speaking about what he had been able to discover from his artificial Mokuton. A sideway glance onto Sakura's skin let Tenzou grin inwardly, the bark had retreated mostly and only some small patches were still covered in the tree like texture.
"See, you only have to relax a bit to get it under control." He then said while he carefully tugged on Sakura's arm to hold it in front of her face.
The pink haired teenager sighed in relief and watched as the last of the patches vanished.
It seemed as if the crisis had been averted.
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"So Tsunade told you?" Jiraiya asked gently.
"Ah… yes." Sakura answered somewhat unsure.
This man in front of her was her father… she wasn't sure what to think about that, especially when she had found what he did as side occupation, writing porn? Really?
"Do you have any questions?" the white haired Sannin asked awkwardly.
Inwardly the fifteen year old sighed relieved; at least she wasn't the only one that felt out of place.
"Tell me something about you?" she asked hopefully.
"Well… I'm an orphan; I'm not sure who my parents were… I was the dead last during my Academy years and then was put on the Genin team with your mother and Orochi-teme."
Sakura listened fascinated as Jiraiya talked about his life, how he met the toads and signed the contract, the many fights and the wars he had participated in. She knew that he left out a lot of details but she didn't mind that, he was a shinobi after all… and she kind of enjoyed just listening to him, he had a great narrator voice.
Father and daughter didn't realize that hours went by while they learned more about the other one. Some time into his tales Jiraiya had broke out Tsunade's secret sake stash in the room and started to pour both of them.
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Sakura panted while she tried to keep herself on her feet. Those Mokuton attacks were a lot more chakra intensive than she had thought. With sheer stubbornness she gritted her teeth, took another breath and ran once more through the hand seals, though this time she used a bit less chakra than she had used before. She had perfect chakra control for Kami-sake; making those attacks more chakra efficient should be easy!
An hour later Tenzou entered the empty underground training ground that had once belonged to Orochimaru's secret laboratory and found Sakura passed out on the floor. Around her trees had grown out of the floor and the walls, wooden constructions, half formed and finished littered the floor.
Shaking his head Tenzou picked up the pink haired girl and carried her home, Sakura apparently didn't know when to quit. By what he could see from the changed room she was already a lot more powerful than he would ever be. Just like he had thought, the natural Mokuton was at least a few times stronger than his artificial one.
