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Sakura blinked her jade eyes at him. "A story," she repeated, not believing what Sasuke just asked. "A story is going to help me find out why Itachi wants me dead," she said, not believing.
A swift nod and, "Hn," was all she got. She frowned slightly, not understanding. "Actually, Itachi wants you dead because of a story. It's more of a legend, or prophecy, or myth than a story. We just didn't believe in it," Sasuke said, trying to get her to understand. That doesn't make any sense! she thought.
"So, your older brother tried to kill me because of a story he doesn't even believe in?!" Sakura said, nearly tearing out her hair.
" Didn't. He didn't believe it. But when he saw you, he knew it had to be real," Sasuke said, looking down. I sound like an idiot, he thought. Sakura gave him a skeptical look.
"Sasuke-san," she began, her jade iris boring into his, "that doesn't make sense. Why would I make the story, myth - thing real?" she asked softly. Sasuke diverted his eyes from the floor to her.
"Because, Sakura, it's about you." Sakura's jaw dropped, she was so confused. Her eyes wandered to the floor, her hands started shaking.
"A-About m-me? But why? I'm not special, and I just came here. Barely anyone knows I exist! Why - How could there be a whole prophecy about me?" she said, incredulously. What the hell is going on here? Kings, queens, evil brothers, family massacres and a prophecy! What's next?! Witches? A fucking dragon? What the hell is this place! she thought angrily, running a hand through her long, somewhat messy, pink locks. I have to get home, she thought.
"I know it sounds crazy, Sakura, but you have to believe me," he said. It's the only way to save this hell hole, he thought.
"How do you know this prophecy is about me? You don't know the first thing about me, aside from the obvious. You all could have the wrong girl. Did you ever think about that, Uchiha?" she said, hoping that she was right and that they had the wrong girl. Then, she'd be released and find whatever she needed and go back to Tokyo.
"I know it's you. You fit, Sakura. If you knew the story, there wouldn't be a doubt in your mind. Hell, I wish it wasn't true as much as you do," he said. A weird look in her eyes told him to continue. "He knows that you exist, and he knows that you're not from here. That by itself put you in danger. If you're the girl from the story, then you're in serious danger."
"But I'm not the girl from the story, Sasuke-san."
"Yes, you are," he countered, getting annoyed with her. He's been more than patient with her, and she was started to get on his nerves. It doesn't take a lot to irritate him, and she was almost there.
"Prove it, then, Uchiha. Tell me the story," she said, clearly angry. She glared at Sasuke, who glared back at her. Sasuke got up from the table, and came back with Naruto and a large book five minutes later.
"I still don't think this is a good idea, teme. This could do more harm than good," Naruto said to Sasuke softly. Even though he tried to keep his voice low, Saukra still heard him. She acted like it didn't effect her, but she trembled on the inside. What have I gotten myself into, she thought.
"We're making her aware of what's going on. It's better than her living in ignorance, dobe," Sasuke said, clearly agitated. Swallowing, she braced herself for the worst. I'm not the girl, she thought over and over, hoping to get whatever comfort she could from it. Sighing, Naruto opened to the first page.
"You should feel honored, Sakura. My mother told me all about you when she could. You're kind of my hero," he said before he began, making a small smile appear in her thin lips. "This version is more a of fairy tale than the actual prophecy, but the message is the same."
"Once upon a time," Naruto began, a small smile spreading on his features. "There was a joyful kingdom. The king and queen were joyful spirits, and everyone in the land was content for a while. Then, the king and queen had a baby - a boy. The whole kingdom rejoiced, an heir was born. The baby stayed away from the public's eye, not wanting any attention from anyone, even as he grew up. No one thought anything of it, pegging him as shy. All was calm for a while. Three years later, another son was born and the kingdom rejoiced again.
Unlike the first child, this one enjoyed other people. He loved company was naturally outgoing. The kingdom slowly started to get over the excitement of a new baby, and all returned to normal. Until, the second's child's' tenth birthday. That day, the King and Queen were murdered - by their first born. The kingdom was devastated by the loss and went into a depression. The eldest son put some people under a curse, made some sickly, and killed most people - especially if you weren't from the kingdom. Anyone who remained unaffected never left their homes again. This continued for nearly a decade.
Then, a girl with pink hair and bright green eyes came into the land. Nobody knew where she came from, and she never heard of the kingdom. Her name was Cherry Blossom, and she was what the kingdom needed. She was smart and very strong, even though she didn't know it. She was also very beautiful, capturing everyone in her presence. She would accompany the younger prince and the prince's best friend, the Kyuubi host, in their journey to avenge the king and queen and rid the kingdom of all it's monsters. Cherry Blossom will cure the sick, save the cursed, and wake up the dormant land.
And when their work is done, the prince would propose to Cherry Blossom and hand over the throne to the Kyuubi host and his bride. And everyone would live happily ever after.
The end," Naruto said, a smile on his face. Sakura looked down, fiddling with her fingers. Sasuke stared at her, wondering what she was thinking. A faint blush fell over her, and she smiled.
"Guess I am this 'Cherry Blossom'," she said softly, staring at the two boys in front of her. So, Itachi tried to kill me because he knows that I'll - we'll stop him. I'm guessing the Naruto is the Kyuubi host and it's painfully clear the Sasuke-san, she thought, as she looked up. I'm marrying a prince. I won't be a princess, but I'll marry a prince. She looked over at the door, where she saw Lee standing. His eyes were downcast and she immediately felt bad.
They were supposed to go home after this. She wasn't supposed to stay here and marry a prince, leaving him alone. What was he going to do? She smiled and looked at him. Slowly, she got up and gave him a hug. "Everyone lived happily ever after, Lee. Even Cherry Blossom's horrible sidekick," she said. He looked up, but then walked away. She sighed and walked back over to the prince and the Kyuubi host. "So, in the story they mentioned a Kyuubi host. Anyone mind telling me what a Kyuubi is?" Sakura asked, aware that she had to handle this situation now. Apparently, people needed her, and she wasn't about to let them down.
Exchanging nervous glances, Sasuke spoke up. "The Kyuubi is a demon Naruto was born with. It's locked inside him, and comes out when he's in danger. It's a trait that runs in his family. He hold him inside, and it protects him. If Naruto was to let it consume his soul, then we'd be royally fucked. It'd destroy everything and anything. Unfortunately for us, there is a group of people whose goal is to extract the Kyuubi from our dear friend. Itachi is part of that group. Getting you and the Kyuubi would be a major find, so we must destroy him, and that group."
Sakura smiled at them, "So I'm the person who helps you save your 'kingdom', steal the prince's heart, and find the demon's host bride?" she asked, earning a nod from Naruto and a smirk from Sasuke.
"You're finally getting it," he said, his onyx eyes meeting jade lenses, then flashing to the cerulean orbs.
"So, how the hell are we doing this?" Sakura said, excited for her new mission. She looked at the two boys in front of her, then to the girl who watched from a distance, thinking she was unnoticed. For the first time since her mother's death, she didn't feel alone. She like part of a team - a family.
And she sure as hell wouldn't let them down.
