Enjoy- Naruto's not mine... Noticed that I changed the pairing? Yep because I had better plans so this time, so its basically... Sasusaku/hurt comfort and romance, maybe romance yea and Narusasu- friendhisp/angst, Narusaku-friendship/angst. Enjoy more and review more! Flashback
Chapter four
He slurped his ramen, the hot substance wetting his insides and feeding his organs and muscles. If he was in the Leaf, he would've been laughing with his friends, slurping noodles and having fun, however…
"This isn't Leaf." He muttered as he sat the chopsticks down. "And it never will be."
Leaving his plate behind, he left the tip on the wooden table of his stall and left with a pained expression on his face.
The Naruto from Leaf would never leave a bowl of ramen to run cold, not leaving none at all. "Guess changes had to be made for a reason. Thank destiny for screwing me." He cursed, kicking a rock in his path.
And far behind him, a girl watched, her hood pulled over her dark hair as she struggled to fight tears. "Naruto-kun…"
He had woken up about half an hour ago, his breathing way too normal and very quickly he had recovered. Even his broken bones had been mended nicely, not only because she had healed them but he made a fine healing by himself also.
His chakra was incredible, everything about it was and she would've sworn to study it later if he wasn't Sasuke Uchiha. Blood clots were no more in a matter of minutes and his punctured organs now, looked anew as if they had never been pierced by the force of some broken ribs nor the pressure of suffocation.
She watched as he struggled to get up, his body, though healed, was fairly weak.
"You need to rest." She said blankly, her eyes void of any sparks she used to have for him when they were younger.
"Hn." It wasn't loud like the others and by this, she suppressed the sudden urge to smirk as she just found the Uchiha in a very, very deeply vulnerable state.
What should they say to each other? Or where should they hit each other?
Ino sat comfortably in her best friend's chair, loving how the technical piece of leather assuaged her muscles and gave her the best relaxation she could possibly get in about an hour.
She thought about Sakura… How she was suppose to be here with her, joking around and possibly getting wasted in her office. But nope, she wasn't that lucky, as least Sakura wasn't.
"Where the hell is she?" She asked with utter frustration as her temper got the best of her. She wanted to see Sakura now…
A knock came from the door, raising her attention immediately.
"Sakura?" She called eagerly.
"No. Ino-chan? I-it's me." She recognized the voice and sighed. Of course it's not Sakura. She wouldn't be back for the next five months.
"Too bad, that chair was just getting comfortable." She muttered and unbolted the complicated wooden door, meeting a teary girl, the Heiress of the Hyugas.
The blonde engulfed her in a soothing hug, burying the girl's head in her chest.
"I know. Don't worry." She lied.
Cold afternoons in Konoha were very rare indeed, but cold hearts were plentiful enough to give half the world a heart transplant.
That leads directly to the elders, most specifically… Danzo.
Wrapped in bandages and mistakenly taken for a weak civilian, Danzo was probably the most devious man in the village, his deviousness rivaled Uchiha Madara's even.
No one really knew what was really behind his plans, he was merely grunting, coming up with random shit and fuck off the whole situation to mend it into his own ways.
What a bastard uh? But he challenged, what if he was doing this for the sake of the village? Or himself. What if he was actually protecting the civilians and the commerce, allies and everything else? More importantly… she had challenged.
"What if you were really trying to get him out of the way to become Hokage?" The pink headed girl smirked as she caught him.
"What? Why you dirty little chuunin." He pressed harshly, resisting the urge to grab her by her pretty little throat and strangle the miserable life out of her.
Sakura scoffed, "We all know you envy the fox as much as he did. Why hide it? You cast him out because of his lack of control over it and then you again is the one who's going to get him killed. Because? You all want to know why that bastard is doing this?" Sakura rose from her seat, where hundreds of ninjas and important civilians were watching.
Her electric pink hair noticeable enough to identify her, Konoha's Cherry Blossom.
"Sakura, seat down." Ino tugged at her shirt, but she gave the blonde a hard glare and pulled the red material away from her hand.
"I'm trying to open their eyes Ino."
Ino gulped nervously, the lump in her throat very hard to swallow at this time.
Sakura walked forward, not even intimated the slightest about the stares and the glares.
"She's so confident." Danzo said as he narrowed his eyebrows, shaking his bandaged arm slightly to get a better angle.
"You're just like water sometimes. Has to be in everything. Get it? Water is applied in food, washing clothes, even healing! Off topic… You're a sick bastard. My teammate, my best friend. I loved him, I loved my brother and look what you have done! You ruined both of their lives!" She screamed, closer to the high chairs, merely a couple of feet until she seizes him by the throat and slices his head off clean.
"Sakura! Enough!" Tsunade stepped up, her face full of concern at the girl.
"No, shishou. That man… He doesn't deserve to live." She rushed to him, quickly glowing a blue-green palm to rupture his skull in one touch.
The guards took her away though… Her screams fading…
"You killed them! You killed me! You killed all of them! You fucking bastard! Ugh, let go of me dammit!" She struggled, kicking but all knew she faked her strength.
Sakura Haruno could've easily killed them with one swift soccer punch to the gut.
She turned one last time as they bound her wrists with chakra-locked handcuffs.
"Fuck you. Murderer." She spat, rolling her eyes angrily as the guards took her away.
"I'll talk to her later." Tsunade waved to get their attention.
"Talk to her? Talk to her! She fucking threatened me, insulted me and nearly killed me!" Danzo argued. "I want to press charges." He slumped in his chair as everyone raised a brow, obviously thinking; 'are you fucking serious? She's just a kid.'
But Danzo didn't care. That's why he didn't feel anything when he sent the Yondaime's son away… Forever.
He wanted to smirk, but the sight of so many audience members and ninjas prevented him in doing so. 'They just don't know who they're messing with. Their future Hokage.'
And of course, an evil person's mind is always so easy to read but so hard to destroy.
That morning, she remembered Sakura's angry face, how red and ready to punch the living daylights out of a complete stranger she looked.
"I have a solo mission. Only five months. And I got suspended from the hospital the following week after my return. Never going back to the Towers again and I probably wouldn't see that bastard wrapped in bandages until I get to see who's going to hell." She said blankly with dull green orbs, shrugging as she shuffled through things for her items.
"Only five months? Sakura? That's five centuries to me!" Ino had yelled, frustrated as she unpacked the girl's things.
"So, it's not like I'm not going to return."
Little did they both know…
That sort of returning wouldn't be like they both expected…
Did I do ok this time? Uh, no flames and thanx to my reviewers! You guys rock! AWESOME!