Mysterious Mind

Chapter Four. This is Where it REALLY Begins.

Crazy here! Thanks so much to my reviewers and readers. You guys are amazing! I already put the ages in my last chapter, but here they are again.

Sakura–11

Rookie Nine (excluding Sakura) 12

Gaara– 12

Kankuro– 14

Temari– 15

Teachers and Parents early to mid thirties.

Lloyd and teammates are 16

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She breathed in, and let it out slowly. Her eyes were closed tightly, relying completely on her own sense of her opponents fighting styles and on her hearing.

Her first opponent was quick and light, she used long range attacks, mostly consisting of lightning attacks. It took this opponent a long time to go through the signs to complete her jutsu. This gave Sakura time to focus on her close range opponents. Sakura could hear her hands flitting through the signs, most likely making a thunder blade. She also donned a long spear, but merely for defense. Other than her large amounts of chakra and her control of it, offence was far from the woman's forte.

The next, one of the close–range fighters, like her used dual swords. This one was rash, his movements full to the brim with his energy. This made for extremely powerful attacks, but he tired quickly, and his movements were sloppy. Too much force leads to nothing, especially if he fights against someone like her, with a quick, analytical mind. It became easy to dodge his attacks, and gave her many openings to slash at him.

The last opponent was easily the strongest. He used a two–handed long sword. He put the exact amount of force and speed into his attacks that it was hard for her to fight with. She was almost always on defense with this one. His experience with the sword was obvious, and she could feel the burn of the sword's flames, unnervingly close to her skin. He could also use long–range, unlike the other two, who specialized only in one or the other. This made him all the harder to fight, since he could flit through jutsu after jutsu in quick sucession, but fight with his quick, powerful slashes.

Sakura opened her eyes. She dodged the lightning blade that came crashing down after, just in time that her more rash close ranged opponent got caught in it. His body writhed in pain only for a few seconds, his teammate getting rid of the blade the second she realized what happened. The third opponent came at her, slashing at her abdomen. She deflected with practiced ease, her golden sword clutched in her right hand shimmering in the sun light. The deflection caught him slightly surprised, for a long enough time for her to take a hard stab at him with her other sword, the black blade glinting menacingly. He jumped back, but she wasn't done. He hardly ever made any mistakes, so once he made one you had to get ruthless, and go after him with everything you have. With a determined expression, Sakura launched herself high into the air.

She came down, her body now positioned so her shoulder would slam into the ground, her swords held in a position that they would slam into the soil as well. With a yell of "Demonic Circle!" Sakura focused her chakra into her swords and her shoulder, releasing a shock wave when she hit the ground, sending her opponent flying back into a tree, and out of the practice ring they had made in the clearing.

Her second opponent came slashing at her, thinking he saw an opportunity now that she was on the ground. Sakura drew up her swords from the soil, only to smash them back down again, propelling herself and her weapons into the air and away from her attacker with the force of it. Good thing too, just as she had flown away, a jutsu sent from the woman of the group sent the ground in jutting spikes, that would have caged Sakura, leaving her prone and defeated. It was small enough she would not have been able to move, and the spikes strong enough to take her abnormal strength and struggling.

Sakura landed gracefully, and yet again drew up her swords, running forward into a clash of her swords with her opponent's own. She smirked at him, saw his confusion, and dropped to the ground. He was sent forward since he had been pushing against her swords so much, surprise, and dread, obvious on his face. He knew he had lost. Sakura kicked him in his stomach, also sending him flying.

Flashing in a burst of speed, nothing but a flash of long, bright pink, and soft blue with glints of gold and black, Sakura stood behind her last opponent, black sword poised so it could cut up and into her heart, her black blade held tightly against the woman's neck.

The two girls remained quiet for a while... until the woman smiled. Sakura let her own smile appear, and put her swords into their sheaths at her sides.

Anna Haruno turned to her daughter "Now, you are truly a ninja. Not only in academy standards, but Haruno standards." slight tears in the sides of her eyes shimmered, "I am so proud of you, Sakura. We all are." The brunette hugged her daughter seemed unreal. Her two babies were both ninja now. Sakura would be meeting her team and sensei TODAY. She held her little girl tighter. She hoped she was ready for the life ahead of her. She would have to let her girl go to school again soon, for the last time. Then she would start her job.

"Thank you, mother." Sakura whispered, a serene smile on her face. Her head was buried in her mother's shoulder. It was almost just like that first day in this world, only she wasn't as small. Even if she was still pretty short.

Sakura looked up when she felt her brother and father join in the hug, both looking at her with pride, with love. Sakura Haruno could never be more thankful for her family.

They were, after all, her true blessing.

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Sakura was wearing her normal attire. The crystal on her chest in plain view. She was in an intricate corset. Her breasts, though only just developing, were already Bs, and looking at her mother's voluptious figure, it was obvious they would grow large as she grew older. The corset, was a pale blue, with three golden bows. One beneath her breasts, one just above her belly button, and one and one near the bottom of her corset. Her tiny waist only looked tinier thanks to the grip of the corset. Under the corset, attached by a v shaped golden belt, was a blue skirt with golden trim. It hardly reached the end of her thighs, so she wore black shorts underneath for decency.

Attached to the golden belt were her swords. Her golden blade Amaterasu at her right side, and Tsukiyomi the black shadow blade on her left. The two astonishingly beautiful, deadly sword were held in deceptively plain sheaths. Both a plain brown. Amaterasu was a bright gold, and shimmered with a hidden light. It looked like golden water when the suns rays hit its smooth surface. It was double-edged, with white cherry blossoms running down the middle. The hilt of the sword was plain brown, to match the sheath. It would look strange to have a plain sheath, but an extravagannt hilt.

Tsukiyomi was the pure black of shadows, but was tinted with a blood-red color. It seemed to have multitudes of tints of colors when in the darkest of shadows. It was also double-edged, but had spikes on it's sides for tearing into the victim. It had blood red cherry blossoms down the middle, the hilt also plain brown. These swords were forged by her father and her brother. Tsukiyomi forged by Kratos, his hate for anyone who would dare hurt his little girl forged into it. His hard past woven into its every detail. Lloyd forged Amaterasu, all his love and pride in his sister forged delicately into it. It was there to always be there for her, when he could'nt be.

These swords were lie her father's and brother's. Meant and forged SPECIFICALLY for her. No o e but Sakura would ever be able to wield them. And she would never be able to lose them. As it turns out, swords in the Haruno family make bonds with their master. Like ifreet and Kratos, with the wing on his hip. Lloyd's was a sun, carved into the back of his right shoulder. Sakura's were eyes, one gold, one black, edged into the skin of her left thigh. In plain sight, thanks to her skirt.

To tend it of, attached to her right shoulder from her corset, a cape hung down her back. The outside was a noble flashy gold, the inside every shade of blue possible, shimmering like water and sparkling like stars. Sakura wore her black gloves with the exphere, and long black boots that came just below her knee. They had a small heel.

Her eyes were the same lovely peridots. Her face was still a gentle heart–shape, though a bit more mature, much of her baby fat gone. Except for in her pale pink cheeks. Her rosy, pouting lips were slightly bigger, her lower larger than her top. Giving her the permanent pout. Her dusty lashes were extremely long, brushing her pale cheeks. Her skin still pale porcelain, and her hair still parted more to the left than the right.

Her hair was extremely long, all the way to the back of her knees. She didn't cut it since her mother loved it. Two messy strands fell in front of Sakura's face. Much like Lloyd's, though also at a farther angle from her face. Her hair fell in long, messy, charming waves to the back of her knees. Effectively hiding her weapon/medical pouch attached at the back of her golden belt. She liked it since it gave her many opportunities to hide weapons.

Sakura had arrived at the academy just in time not to be late, and sat i. the chair right between her best friends Naruto and Sasuke. As usual, her fans were making a rukus at the two males to get out of "their" seats. They wanted to be next to the lovely pinkete! The protests went ignored of course. As did Sasuke's fangirls protests at Naruto being near the coolest student and their precious Sasuke–kun.

Naruto turned to Sakura, excited "Hey Sakura–chan! I hope we get put on the same team!"

Sasuke grunted "Don't be such a loser. Any way, if she's going to be on any team, itll be mine."

Sakura ignored their jabs at one another, just happy to be with her friends. If they weren't put on the same team, after all, they wouldn't be seeing each other in a long while.

Iruka came in, clearing his throat to get the fan's attention. "Alright. I will now announce the teams."

Sakura droned out the names, waiting to hear her own as she stared out the window in contentment. Sasuke and Naruto staring admiringly at her pale face.

"Team 7 Sakura Haruno, (everyone but Sakura tensed, who flicked her eyes to Iruka in understanding. They all wanted to be on a team with her.) Naruto Uzumaki, (who cheered, and Sakura smiled belligerently at him) and Sasuke Uchiha." Disappointed groans from everyone but Sasuke and Sakura, the former smirking, the latter smiling. Naruto glared at Sasuke, who returned it.

Things were really going to get started now.

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Crazy: Wow! That was the longest chapter ive done yet! Hope you liked!

Team 7; Thanks for reading!

Actually, I got a review from a guest about something. I won't lie, it made me laugh. First of all, any and all reviews are apreciated. Negative or positive, after all, how else am I supposed to get better if I don't get some negative comments as well? but you see, the guest said '11 year olds don't have big breasts, dumbass' I believe

It made me laugh because that's not necessarily true. Maybe its just a characteristic of the area where I live, but many of us developed early. To me, B's at eleven and even 10 isnt uncommon. I hadn't realized B's were considered big.

Now, dear guest, I apologize if this offended you, but as I say its something that happens commonly where I am. May I just suggest though, that perhaps using profanities was unneeded? Thank you for your time, and for your review, I do hope you don't take offense ,everything I wrote was without malice.