The Massacre.
The ANBU was something Sakura greatly desired to be involved in, but.. Little did she know, her young-years would be demolished, along with Itachi's and Sasuke's.
Sooner or later the girl had to become aware of the actions that were unraveling in her clan, though the Kyūbi attack was something she stayed ignorant to for a couple of years, she knew of the suspicion which circulated along the Uchiha's, unknowing of who actually controlled the beast that night— Sakura knew it had to be someone who possessed the Sharingan, among the others they were just as ignorant and sticking the blame to anyone they could, that had been them unfortunately.
Everything was suddenly becoming aware to Sakura, and the realization of isolation of her clan and the rest of the village was something she dreadfully began to understand, but something she never wanted to occur was the seething hatred which harbored deep within most of the clan's heart, thus Fugaku's coup d'état to overthrow the Konoha's leadership began.
The day she was congratulated upon making ANBU's force was only to be that of a spy, her and Itachi, but— she did not agree with her adoptive father's actions. Believing the hatred should be passed on, and that peace should prevail among them, Sakura, alongside with Itachi, became doubled. Spying on their clan, and reporting back to the Konoha's leadership of the plan they had began developing.
Though to the most part of things she stayed blind to, the stealing of Shisui's eye, his death, and Danzō's wicked ways. Frankly she did not want to understand or dig any deeper.. She stuck to her peaceful ways, and resolve of her clan. Though she knew what a toll it was taking on Itachi, and seeing him so stressed, and upset ached her entire heart.
The clan began suspecting, and pointing fingers at Itachi now, and this— this was something that greatly angered the already fiery girl. She would not have these people slander, and disgrace her family as they so did, jumping to the conclusion that Shisui's death was staged, and Itachi murdered him caused Sakura's throat to swell in pure, and immense rage.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear..
Listening intently to the approaching voices that grew louder as they bounced off the walls of her home, she managed to make out the simplest click of their tongues about Itachi, and within a matter of seconds.. Sakura was upon the three unwelcomed men her brows furrowed and eyes flaring with malice, "Why are you here?" Voice free of its usual gleam of life,
"Our business is not with you, Sakura."
One of the men stepped forward, and though he managed to hover above the petite Uchiha, she only returned his, actually, not-so-threatening posture.
"Any business with Itachi Uchiha.. Is my business."
She retorted then, his fists clenching rather tightly at her remark, unappreciative of her snappy attitude in which she quickly took notice of this— prying more, "Hit me," he stepped back, she stepped forward, "I dare you."
"It'll be the last thing you'll ever do."
How could such a small, and young girl be this terrifying? Maybe it was due to the fact that had been trained by someone who they suspected of murder? God, no, he wouldn't allow himself to be threatened by this puny fake Uchiha, and without any warning whatsoever, engulfed in a slight fit of pride the man's fist moved towards Sakura's face fast with confidence that this would sure enough be a direct hit, something snapped within this little woman as she effortlessly dodged his pathetic excuse of an attack bounding backwards, she watched as he slipped, stumbled back as well.
The atmosphere heavy, and unusual the three-amigos blinking in awe— also, confusion.
"Sorry for being so crude to your guests, Itachi."
Itachi said nothing as he stepped beyond the shadows, making his presence known, "Sakura." He peered over at her, "Yes." She nodded, before stepping away, though, she dared not to leave. Making stay just behind him.
It took everything in Sakura not to attack these men, but she stayed quiet and reserved for Itachi's sake, her unnecessary comments would more than likely only add to these accusations.
"How about being more direct?" He then asked, catching Sakura off-guard somewhat Itachi's aura completely different now, "Itachi—" she began but was quickly silenced,
"You're suspicious of me, right?"
The man which dared to throw a fist at Sakura recoiled then, "Yeah, that's right. Damned brat."
A worried look then plastered itself among Sakura's features as one of the other man suddenly cut in, "Listen up, Itachi!"
"If you try to betray the clan, you won't get off easy."
And with those words, Itachi flung himself forward, before easily taking down all three men.. Sharingan blaring wildly as Sakura could only watch, refusing the urge to interfer.. She only listened to his words then,
"As I said before, you shouldn't judge others by their appearances and preconceptions."
"You thought that I would be patient."
"The clan. The clan. The clan, all of you without measuring your own capacity.."
".. Had no idea of mine." "And now, you lie here.. Defeated."
With everything Itachi spoke, Sakura couldn't help to agree with, all the things that spewed from his lips was nothing but the truth, and before she had time to join and be a partnering side to his words— "Stop it, Itachi!" Eyes set astray, and quickly capturing those of Fugaku's, she stepped back then,
"What in the world are you saying?" He began, before pausing, "Itachi.. You've been a bit strange lately.."
"There's nothing strange.. I'm carrying out my duty. That's all."
"Then why didn't you come last night?" Fugaku questioned him then,
"To reach the height..."
"What are you talking about?"
And to Sakura's dismay, and horror Itachi's hand quickly wrapped itself among a kunai before throwing it squarely, and directly into the white part of the Uchiha crest, biting her tongue, she stayed submerged within the shadows,
"My capacity.. I've lost hope for this pathetic clan." And as if being possessed Itachi's words of this clan were completely skewed, and twisted, as if all hope for the future of it fled forward, and decorated the ground in its blood..
And he was right, Sakura's eyes shining among the shadowed area— her thoughts suddenly interrupted upon hearing the shout of Sasuke,
"Brother! Enough! Please stop!" And just like that both Sakura, and Itachi were broken from their spell.
As the conflict resolved itself, Sakura made sure to stay as close to the Uchiha as she possibly could.
What did this mean now?
ELIMINATION.
The fabricated idea of a non-violent solution was quickly destroyed for Sakura then— she knew whatever had to be done.. Had to be done, and along with her, Itachi had already been convinced after the death of his close friend Shisui.
Danzō, Seizing the opportunity to blindside the two of his most important ANBU's; allowed two solutions to be set forth.. The coup; which would ultimately lead to the death of the entire clan including her, Itachi and Sasuke.. Or, the two of them could assassinate the Uchiha's before they could carry out the coup, and save his younger brother.
Sakura's eyes had flashed onto Itachi.. Knowing which decision had been made already.
Sasuke's life.
"Are you ready?" Itachi's words were bitter, and emotionless.
Taking his hand into hers suddenly, she exhaled a shaky breath, and with what reassurance he had left the male gently squeezed it, "I'm scared, Itachi." She admitted weakly,
"I know." He replied before pulling his ANBU mask onto his face, as Sakura did the same, she allowed her emotions to subside.
This has to be done. This is what they both chose.
As the two vanished instantly, The Uchiha Clan Downfall reigned.
Soaked in the blood from those whom she considered her family, Sakura's pink-hair whisked among the crimson night slaughtering as many Uchiha as she could come into contact with— The weeps, the pleads, their cries.
This god forsaken clan. Sakura's emotionless demeanor flawless..
"Meet me back at home, Sakura." Itachi's request hammering inside of her head then.. Home.
Scouting the area, and making sure that no life stood, the girl quickly disappeared from her assigned area, and suddenly into the place where she had called home..
As time stood still, she pressed forward, and gently entered the living room in which Fugaku, and Mikoto sat.. Blade in hand, and standing idly Itachi flashed an unreadable look toward her masked face,
"Sakura." Fugaku then spoke aloud then, ".. Yes." She answered, "it's me."
"I know, child."
"Sakura.." Mikoto spoke out then, "we already know." Her voice calm, "As I had asked Itachi, Sakura," Fugaku let out,
"Promise to take care of Sasuke." Clenching her fist around her unsheathed sword she couldn't help but break a little, "Yes.. I will."
"Then, Itachi.. Sakura. Do not fear it."
"Our philosophies may differ.. But I am proud of you."
And with their words, and both swords raised— the slick metal had no problem rippling itself along Mikoto's back, as it tore into her flesh— the metallic smell of blood had never been stronger as the woman she considered her mother fell dead with a sickening thud.. Now staring among the newly made corpses, Sakura was unable to remove her mask. Her body completely, and utterly numb.
"Brother.. Sakura," Sasuke's small voice was enough to numb the girl further, "I am leaving now," Sakura then spoke out, trying her best not to falter, and breakdown, and as Itachi was silent she vanished.
Collapsing to her knee's Sakura cried out in sheer agony as soon as she had removed her mask, and she sobbed, for the first time in what seemed like years.. She wept.
"Forgive me. Fugaku, Mikoto, Sasuke."
After her tears had cleared, and a few hours later.. Itachi finally found his way back to her, immediately standing to her feet, she quickly took him into her arms.
"I'm sorry," she let out, before pressing into him closer, he said absolutely nothing as he only held her back.
"Me too." He finally replied.
A/N: This will be the last update I'll have you for you guys until Friday/Saturday. I hope you all understand. :-) I'll see you all soon! Promise.
Please disregard any spelling errors.. It is currently 12:50 AM for me— oops.
