Back from vacation. Promise a lot more chapters from now on. (SORRY FOR THE SLOWNESS!!!!!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Note: This is more Team 7 then SasuSaku
Summary: "But Sakura," they would say, "you're supposed to be a guy and be used to these types of things."
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* * * * Theme: 95. Reincarnation (Writer's Choice)
Ch. 3: Teamerrific 7
You
get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them
at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in
arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn't want an
angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn't wannna
watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent
lives of adults
Mistaken for Stangers - The National
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Sakura's life was just peachy. Just freaking peachy.
"Naruto, I don't care if you've been living with animals for the past decade and a half, put on your clothes."
Some days, she really didn't understand why she had to deal with a warlock that had a nine-tailed fox and a giant toad for masters. Giant, mutated animals living in dingy caves with saliva or slime on the floor. Seriously. Talk about hygene.
"Sasuke, please stop creating this tense and gay atmosphere with your fellow teammate. I'm trying to be manly here and save your ass from world domination."
Other days, she didn't understand why there were such emo and depressing shinigami in their group. Despite the fact that yes, he did kill evil souls with his awesome scythe and eat their souls—which was actually kind of hot and sexy to look at—he would always be such a hyper fellow afterwards, and then would suddenly crash down on HER BED. Which was, Sakura thought, enough reason to kick him out.
"Kakashi, you're the only sane one her—OHMYGOD YOUR-BOOK-WHICH-IS-OPEN-TO-A-VERY-DISTURBING-PAGE-IS-ON-MY-PILLOW. GET RID OF IT. NOW."
Sometimes, he'd be the wise old sorceror everyone expects him to be. Calm, saying the occasional vague statement which was actually very crucial to future events, and baking brownies. Delicious, one hundred percent chocolate goodness brownies. But then he'd whip out his porn and start giggling like a teenage girl, which she was supposed to be.
"But Sakura," they would say, "you're supposed to be a guy and be used to these types of things."
Most days, she spent her time trying to be manly. Because that's what everyone saw her as. Kasura, the ancient supreme holy knight that rid the world of all evil. Sort of.
Since apparently, there was some evil left in the world to do this to Sakura, the girl that was actually supposed to be a male knight. As in a dude.
Reincarnation sucked. That was one rule in life that never changed.
Then they would look at her, to themselves, and back to her, sighing. Naruto would put on his clothes and buy her something too (which were always orange earmuffs), Sasuke would wash the blankets and immaculately make her bed (always putting his cologne around the area afterwards), and Kakashi would make his heavenly, evil-kicking brownies (always poofing out poop-smelling flowers and setting it next to her plate, a disastrous side-effect of magicking something out of nothing).
In return, Sakura would beat up evil monsters, corrupted people, and bloodthirsty ghosts while wearing her orange earmuffs (they call her the pink-haired, orange-eared savior), smelling like Sasuke (many, many hearts for his cologne), and putting the poop-smelling flowers on their graves afterwards (thanking Kakashi for his usefulness once again).
So yeah, Sakura's life was peachy.
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short. but expect more anyway.
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