So, I'm sorry for the HUGE delay, but quite a lot has happened lately. My niece was in the hospital for a couple of weeks. Turns out she has a pretty rare disease: Fibromuscular dysplasia. She is somewhat better now. She had surgery on both sides of her brain to stop future strokes, but she occasionally gets seizures.

I also got a job, but then I lost it because I got injured playing softball. I tore my ACL which then I got surgery. It's been over a month since I got surgery on my knee.

So, yeah, not only was I extremely lazy, but I also had other stuff going on.

Because I haven't written on this story in so long, I decided to reread what I have written so far and let me tell you, I thought I did absolutely horrible. Viktor was a sad excuse for a guy. So corny! I love it, but I hate it. :/ hahhaa So, here's my attempt at coming back to this story. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

1824-Russia

A lone figure stood in front in the outskirts of a small village in Russia. Their blonde hair was being battered to-and-fro due to the frigid winds of the winter season. Despite the whipping of their hair, the figure seemed to be unperturbed by the chilling weather.

The figure was small in stature and looked to be very skinny. It was either a woman or a very emaciated man. From afar, the figure was undefinable, but up close, it was clear that it was a female.

Sakura stared at the village ahead of her. If her calculations were correct, Viktor should be somewhere along the lines of 35 years old and he should be married and have kids, if he took her urging to heart. Sakura knew she shouldn't be anywhere near this side of the country, but the thought of seeing her friend was something she couldn't avoid. She knew she was a masochist at heart, but she couldn't help it; she needed to see her beloved friend. Of course, she wouldn't reveal herself to him. No, that would be painful on the both of them, and Sakura refused to see her precious companion in pain.

So, with her head hung low, Sakura headed to the closest tavern.

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It was a few days before she actually saw Viktor and what she saw tore at her heart strings. She didn't know whether to cry in happiness or sadness.

Viktor had grown, Sakura noted. He had grown out his brown hair to his shoulders and his once doe brown eyes had grown sharper, wiser. There was nothing that escaped his sight. He was more conscious of the world now.

He was not alone. On his broad shoulders was a young boy of 6, and there was a four year old girl on one of his legs. All three were laughing in merriment.

Sakura couldn't help but to smile at the sight of his smile and the identical smiles on his children's faces. Sakura knew they were his children. The little boy looked exactly like Viktor did when he was young and the little girl had his eyes, those beautiful doe brown eyes.

If Sakura could, she would be have cried. He was living and that was all she had asked of him. He had grown into a fine man with beautiful children and the sight of him with his children would forever be in her memory.

Finally seeing what she came for, Sakura headed back to her room above the bar to pack up what little belongings she had brought with her. She wouldn't return to this village. The memories it brought were too painful and it made Sakura really remember who she really was; a vampire. Meaning she was forever in a stand still. While seeing the people she loved grow and die, she would never age and she would never change. A lonely life is what was in store for Sakura and she knew it.

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After seeing her dearest friend had moved on to live a happy life, Sakura wasn't sure what to do. She wanted that happy life, too. She wanted to be loved, whether it was familial love or romantic love it mattered not. She just wanted to feel that wondrous feeling called love once again.

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Present Time-Japan

Now that she was living in a modern age, Sakura had to keep up an image. She appeared to be a teenager in her last few years of high school, and if she were to be seen just wandering around the streets during school time, the authorities would surely question her. So, unfortunately for her, Sakura had to attend schools for the past six decades.

Currently, Sakura is attending Konoha High School in Tokyo, Japan, as an eleventh year high school student, and to say the least, she is not excited.

It's just another school that she'll be staying at for the next two years, and then she'll supposedly go to a college overseas somewhere and never see the students of Konoha ever again.

Konoha High School will be just like any other school Sakura has attended, right?

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I know, I know. It's ridiculously short, but I'm finding it extremely difficult to get back into this story. There's just no more inspiration. I'll try, really, but it is hard.