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Chapter Six: Fighting the Past
Multiple sets of feet tracked across the sandy ground of the desert as sweat ran down their faces. The sun was high in the sky and its rays threatened to scorch the skin of the group that traveled across the land. The occasional groan left the captain's mouth; his noisy protest to the heat that bore down on them from above. He was by far the one that made the most racket during their trip across the desert so far, though he wasn't the one that should be pitied. If anyone should have sympathy, it was the doctor that was sprawled out on a wooden sled and being pulled, courtesy of the swordsman. His furry body was guaranteed to attract more heat than the rest of his companions. He certainly had Sakura's pity and it seemed Zoro's as well, since the green haired man was willing to pull him along the ground so he didn't have to walk as much.
The only ones that seemed to be unaffected by the heat were the princess and pinkette, her body having gotten used to the heat shortly after they began their trek. However, one thing that distracted Sakura from the atmosphere was her thoughts. Traveling across the desert again brought back memories of her second attempt at becoming a Chuunin and when she fought against the Akatsuki to rescue Gaara. Sasori of the Red Sand. The side of her lips titled upward in a small smile, remembering that battle with Elder Chiyo. She had been able to show off the results of her training during that mission and she had felt such pride back then.
Letting out a sigh, she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, otherwise she would dwell on them all day and feel bad. She couldn't compare her current self to her past one. She might have lost her strength and chakra, but she still had grown stronger. She grew wiser, more mature, and had learned many things to help her survive in this harsh world. She wasn't a weak and helpless child in need of saving. She didn't depend on people to help her nor did she seek assistance out, which was more than she could say for her past self. So in a way, she was proud of herself, for that and for making it this far.
Sakura let her gaze travel to her right and her jade eyes landed on the man that walked beside her, causing her expression to soften. Her features turned gentle without any protest as she took him in and her tense muscles eased out a bit, a feeling of warmth and reassurance filling her. The Whitebeard pirate walked beside her, his stride calm and confident as he looked ahead of him, taking in the surrounding area with slight caution.
After he had told everyone about his goal of finding someone named Blackbeard and asking to accompany them on their journey to Yuba, they had walked off to the side together. Staying true to his statement, he was willing to share some time alone with her so that they could catch up with what had happened over the two years of not seeing each other. She hadn't been surprised to find out that Blackbeard was actually Marshall Teach and that he had killed a crewmate. When she had spent time with the crew and the few times that she had spoken with that man, she had never felt comfortable with him, as if knowing that he wasn't any good or trustworthy.
Ace had asked about her goal and if she had found Law yet, which she had solemnly stated was a negative. After discussing how she ended up going back to the North Blue after they had dropped her off into the Grand Line and how she found out that Law did exist, she told him about how the poison was affecting her body even more. He didn't seem pleased that her memory was being affected as well and though he knew that he couldn't help her with her condition, he didn't want her to get any worse.
The fire user was aware of how much the pinkette had been through during her journey and he was relieved to hear that she hadn't been through anymore harsh times since his captain had found her. He had also asked her why she would join his brother's crew, the knowledge of their relation not a surprise to her, considering that he had told her that he had a younger brother while she was with him. Sakura had told him that she decided to let fate carry her toward her goal and that she felt that if she stayed with Luffy and his crew long enough, she would find Law. All she had to do until then was live and wait. Although, in the back of her mind, she had a feeling that those two things were going to be difficult.
Another thing that was becoming more apparent the more she spent time with the loudmouthed captain was the inkling suspicion that. . . she knew him. It was a tiny voice in the back of her mind, whispering to her when her gaze landed on him. She couldn't hear the words, but she got the notion. She had felt like that once before. . . With Ace when she had first saw him. However, it wasn't as strong as the one she felt when looking at Luffy. Had she met him before? She couldn't remember. . . but she had a feeling that was also a part of the reason that she wanted to stay with him for the time being. She was curious. Who was this teenage boy to her?
Sakura hadn't realized that her eyes had landed on the young teen until he glanced back at her, as if sensing her gaze on him. Her jade eyes slowly widened, only slightly, when his parted lips turned into a soft smile that was directed only at her. It was so different from his usual smiles and goofy grins and it held a deeper meaning than she could grasp at that moment. Unable to look him in the eye any further, she looked away. A warm feeling crept into her chest and the pinkette welcomed it. Slowly, a small smile stretched across her lips as her gaze continued to rake over the sand to the side of her, unaware that her dark haired friend next to her had caught the exchange between her and his little brother. She also didn't catch the way his own smile formed on his mouth or how adoring it was before he looked back ahead of him, Luffy doing the same.
The small female turned her attention back ahead of her and a slight breeze blew passed them, causing the sweat on their bodies to cool down tremendously and goosebumps rose on her skin underneath her clothes.
"Ah, that breeze feels good." Usopp stated in joy, his arms spread outward and his mouth open while his eyes were closed in bliss. The ruffled sand that was brought along with the breeze entered the sniper's mouth and it was an easy target considering how wide he had it open. The male immediately slumped over and started hacking and sputtering, causing their captain to laugh at him in amusement.
"Mmhmm." Nami replied, a gleeful smile on her lips and her brown eyes closed as she hummed, ignoring the gagging sounds of the man that she had replied to, who was now having his back patted awkwardly by the cook.
The pinkette furrowed her eyebrows at the earthy grains that flowed across the ground in swirling motions. A deep and thoughtful frown adorned her lips as she watched the movements closely. Something about this desert seemed odd, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She could sense something menacing about it, as if it had a mind of its own in some manner and for the life of her, she couldn't get the image of Gaara out of the back of her head. She wasn't sure if it was because of memories anymore or if it was for an entirely different reason.
Sakura let her thoughts go back to the town that they had shortly passed awhile back. It was obvious that the land was going through a drought. The canal had dried and the plants were dying, if not dead, but that was what had the former kunoichi puzzled. She could understand why the people would migrate to another location and their previous buildings of residence were in ruins. Collapsed buildings and damaged structures, but she would have figured that the people accustomed to living in the desert would make stronger buildings than that, at least against a normal sandstorm. She had been in quite a few before herself and had to sit them out so she was familiar with how powerful they could be, but these people should know their land better than that.
It wasn't a normal sandstorm that caused that amount of destruction, it had to be stronger. Although she supposed that a large creature could have caused it, but with the drought, that was unlikely since they would gather to a constant water source. That brought up another matter. The drought couldn't have lasted three years in that town. Some of the trees that she had seen there weren't completely dead. They still had leaves and stems that were green. The issue with the dance powder and rain stealing happened three years ago. That town had suffered afterward so that wasn't the cause of it and there should still have been water under the ground.
Granted that some of the leaves were still green from some water, there should have been more than that. A few sandstorms wouldn't have caused that much damage to the water supply. Something else was at work here and she had a feeling that it was connected to Crocodile. The female was aware that the Warlord was a devil fruit eater, though she didn't know what his ability was. Perhaps it was similar to Gaara's ability. That would explain the feeling that she kept getting from the sand surrounding her. Her body was warning her.
Jade eyes squinted a bit as they took in a dark figure in the distance, slowly but surely approaching them. She couldn't make out any features, although she could tell that it was a person. As soon as she noticed them, they disappeared into the horizon and it caused her to furrow her pink eyebrows. She knew that she wasn't imagining that and something inside of her gut stirred. Something was about to happen.
~SCENE CHANGE~
Sakura couldn't believe her eyes when she found a dark figure sitting on top of a large boulder, his features incredibly familiar to her. She had seen the figure approaching her group multiple times, each time getting closer until finally, she was able to make him out. The sun had been starting to set by the time that she got close enough to him and she had ran off toward him, leaving the crew behind to watch her. Nami and Vivi had called out to her, asking where she was going and telling her to be careful. She had dismissed them however, excitement and joy flooding her veins and urging her to keep running to the man that sat on top of the boulder.
Now she stood before him, her eyes wide with disbelief, but her mouth wide in a bright smile. It had been over seven years since she last saw him. She hadn't expected to see that grin of his ever again, especially not in this desert. He was grinning down at her as his purple make-up adorned his adult-like features. He was wearing his usual black attire, though now sporting multiple belts going across his torso to hold up the multiple large scrolls on his back, even more so than she last saw.
"Kankuro." she said softly and her expression softened greatly. She took in his appearance even as the setting sun behind him stabbed into her eyes, but she dared not look away, afraid that if she did, he would disappear. She silently prayed that he wasn't a figment of her imagination or perhaps a mirage created by the desert. Seeing Ace had made her happy, but it was nothing compared to seeing the puppet master again.
The Jounin felt his grin turn into a smile as he replied, "Fancy meeting you here of all places, Sakura."
A breath that she hadn't realized that she had been holding escaped her, relieved that he was real after all. "Kankuro." she repeated without much thought. She was just so thrilled to meet someone from her past as a shinobi. It had been so long and she was worried how everyone was doing. At least the middle of the Sand Siblings was doing well, from what she could see.
The male jumped down from his sitting position and landed in front of her before being immediately embraced by the small female. Sakura had jumped up into his torso, her arms attempting to wrap around his chest and the puppeteer let out a chuckle before wrapping his own arms around her. He held her tightly to his torso while the Straw Hats and company stopped a few ways away and watched them curiously.
"Who is that?" Usopp asked, taking in the appearance of the male that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"No idea." Luffy replied, doing the same and the rest of the crew had the same question as the sniper, but it was obvious that it was someone that Sakura knew very well and felt comfortable around if she embraced him so joyfully.
The only one that had an idea of who the male character was was the fire user. Having known the girl's past as a shinobi, he figured the odd looking man was a former comrade of her's. Although, that didn't stop his dark eyes from paying attention to their movements. It was already in his nature to make sure that the pinkette stayed safe and he wouldn't hesitate to attack if need be, even if he was an old friend.
Sakura felt herself being placed down on the ground and she let her hands travel down to Kankuro's. She held them gingerly while they looked at each other and with curiosity in her tone, she asked, "What are you doing here, Kankuro?"
The pinkette knew that other shinobi had been crossing the border between their continent and into the New World. Word about her crossing over had gotten out somehow and many of their people had gotten curious and traveled to the new lands. That was how they began to be labeled as a different race of people almost. They were rare and highly sought after at times and most of them were captured by high level marines and sold off as slaves or killed. The barrier was placed up around them for a reason and it seemed that the Government thought that they were too dangerous to be free and run around as they pleased. She found out that the Government and Navy also kept tabs on what happened inside of the barrier, which most likely explained the crack in the barrier. It was there to allow access to the men that went there to spy and see how things were going.
They had known who she was almost immediately after seeing her for the first time and was tempted to have her executed, silently frightened at the thought of having one of the Legendary Sannin running around. She would have been if it weren't for that fat pig of a bastard that bought her at such a high price. She supposed that he had bought her because of the thrill of controlling something dangerous and untamable such as a shinobi like her, although she wasn't much of one at the time. More satisfaction for when he broke her.
Why they wanted her kind when there were other shinobi born in the New World outside of the barrier, she didn't know. Why they thought that they were too dangerous when there were even scarier creatures and people out in the world, she didn't know either.
That was the fate of her kind that crossed the border, she was just lucky to have been able to escape it. So to see Kankuro standing before her, looking much like he did the day she last saw him, relief filled her being.
"Since the incident with you, the Five Kage felt that it was necessary to learn more about the world outside of the barrier." he replied calmly, "I've been assigned to gathering herbs and information in order to prevent something like that happening with someone else."
Sakura nodded her head in understanding and was glad that the Hidden Villages were taking action against this.
"I'm glad to see that you're still alive, Sakura." the Sand shinobi added and she could see it in his eyes that he was telling the truth. "Everyone will be so relieved to find out that they were right to believe in you."
Sakura's smile softened at that and she felt adoration for her former comrades that believed that she wouldn't die so easily, despite their earlier warnings and claiming of her doing so. "Its been so long. I can't wait to be able to go back to Konoha."
The pinkette was aware that the others had sat down to the side and that a few of them were straining their ears to try to pick up on her conversation with her old comrade, but she dismissed it. It seemed that they were making camp for the night, the sun slowly dying down even more and it was sure to bring about freezing temperatures along with the starry night.
"That reminds me. I was the one that was most acquainted with Konoha shinobi when they sent a group out to search, so I was asked personally by a certain Uchiha to give you something if I were to run into you."
Sakura's eyes widened and her expression showed how surprised she was by his calm and clearly amused statement and his smug smirk only deepened by her reaction. He could see the wheels turning in her mind, no doubt wondering what it was and why he would give something to her.
The Jounin male reached into his pant's pocket and pulled out a scroll. Kneeling down to the ground, he placed the scroll on the ground. The pinkette arched an eyebrow as she watched him unroll it and place his hand over the markings circling around on the center of the material. Not a moment later, a puff of smoke came out of the scroll and it caught the attention of the rest of the group near them that hadn't been looking at them beforehand. Sakura blinked a few times before the smoke cleared and her eyes widened once more when she saw what Kankuro was holding in his hands.
She couldn't tell exactly what it was yet, but what was covering it had her bring a hand to her mouth to stifle a soft gasp. A black cloth wrapped around a long item in a wooden box, shielding it from sight, and what had caught her attention was the proud crest of the Uchiha resting on the cloth. She instantly knew that it was one of his shirts and he was giving it to her to proudly wear it like she had once done.
Kankuro stood up and held out the item toward her and waited patiently for her to lift up her hands and grasp it in her small hands. When he felt that she had a solid grasp on the gift, he let go and pulled his hands back, dropping them down by his sides. "I'm sure you'll know how to use it, Sakura. You bring pride to your village, even now."
Sakura furrowed her pink eyebrows and for the first time in years, she felt true pride course through her and she knew it was due to the Jounin's words. Although, she was more grateful than anything. He had been holding onto this, solely for her sake and she appreciated it greatly.
"Thank you." she said softly, her head lowered downward and her bangs covering her eyes from sight. Dark eyes watched as a single tear slid down her cheek and down her chin before falling down to the sandy ground beneath them. It soaked into the surface and caused the sand to darken around the spot that it had landed. A frown grazed the male's features before the pinkette pulled the gift into her chest tightly and tilted her head upward enough for him to see most of her face. Her eyes were closed and a grateful and adoring smile adorned her lips as another tear escaped her closed lids. "Thank you so much, Kankuro."
He merely smiled in return and nodded. He was glad to have met the fiery kunoichi once again and he knew that she was still a shinobi of Konoha at heart, even after everything. She would go back home after she accomplished her goal and they would wait for her. Konoha had tried to stop her from leaving at first, but with her stubborn departure, everyone had begun to realize that she wasn't so helpless as they made her out to be. She had proved herself on many occasions that she was strong and they believed that she was alive, that she would come back to them and Kankuro had now proven that their faith wasn't in vain. Sakura was alive and she was strong.
At least that's what he wanted to believe. . . Things weren't that simple and she was sure to find that out very soon. She would return home quicker than she would think and good news was not waiting for her. She would have to come to a decision very soon about her future, but now wasn't the time for that. He was just glad that she was alive.
~SCENE CHANGE~
Kankuro had left shortly before the sun had fully set and after Sakura had made a few requests to him, some of which he wasn't entirely happy about, but what could he do? He owed her for saving not only his life, but also his younger brother's. If it weren't for her, Chiyo would have died against her own grandson, therefore, she wouldn't have been able to bring Gaara back to life. Kakashi and Naruto wouldn't have been of any help to the old woman either, considering neither of them would have been able to fight off his poison. Sakura wasn't one to hold past actions over other people though and hadn't done so with him, merely asking him to do a few things for her, which was one main reason why he had relented to her.
He had left after that and with wishing each other good luck and to be careful, he left on his way to continue his own mission. She had saw him off and was bombarded with various questions from the group that she had stayed behind with. They were all curious as to who he was, what he had to say to her, what he had given her, and more. She had answered all of them patiently, telling them that he was an old friend that she wasn't expecting to see and that she didn't know what it was he had given her.
Sakura was on the verge of finding out as she sat near the roaring fire that Ace had made for them. Everyone was doing their own thing while she stared down at the cloth wrapped item, her curiosity slowly settling in more and more the longer she looked down at it. She was sure that it was some kind of weapon. Sasuke wouldn't have sent her something useless after all. Although she couldn't fathom why he would have something sent to her at all, married or not. He wasn't the type of man to send her gifts, or anything at all for that matter. Not if it required to show affection or concern for her. So this item had her very curious, if not cautious. Her suspicion would have been comical if not sad.
The stars sparkled brightly up in the sky and the moon shone over the sandy horizon, giving her plenty of light to see, along with the crackle of the fire next to her. Without wasting anymore time, she began to unfold the cloth and the black material landed on either side of her folded legs in front of her. After a few moments, she pulled the shirt all the way away from the item and set it aside on her lap. She would pull it on later so as not to lose it and then she began to open the box that covered the item from prying eyes. Her jade eyes widened in surprise yet again as she removed the cover and was met with the sight of a long, familiar sword. The sheath and hilt were the same color, had no spectacular or beautiful designs, had no guard, and it gave off the vibe of electrifying power that it had consumed on many occasions. It was Sasuke's. . .
Sakura placed her fingers inside of the box and slowly pulled the sword out while not being able to grasp why Sasuke would give her his prized possession. A small smile adorned her lips at the thought and she would be eternally grateful toward him and his consideration. At least now, she wouldn't have to fight barehanded. She would be able to protect herself with his sword. As to why he would give it to her, she could only imagine. Perhaps he felt guilty for his reaction to her wanting to leave the village seven years ago. He was one of the first among many that claimed that she was on a fool's quest. There had to be a reason and perhaps he was expecting it back at a later date, but for now, she would use it or at least hold onto it.
Holding the weapon down in her lap, she began to ponder what her future would hold. This sword was a relic, a reminder of her past, something that she couldn't escape. It brought back both good and bad memories of the Uchiha and their time together. That brought on another thought to the pinkette, which caused her to frown. All she really had were her memories. She had decided to travel with this group to find Law so she could be cured, so she could move on, but was she really moving on? Law and her warped reasons for finding him aside, what else was going on with her? Perhaps she could figure that out in time.
Looking up, her eyes settled on the rambunctious captain and equally as energetic crewmates that crowded around the small doctor, trying to gain some warmth from his furry body. Sakura smiled at their antics and thought of how comfortable they were with each other. They were just like family, from the way that they argued to the way that they huddled around each other. It made her feel nostalgic and she knew that she shouldn't do anything that could possibly bring them down. What made her feel worse was that her past was one of those things that would drag them down and possibly harm them.
The pinkette would be considered an escaped slave if any government or navy officials found out that she was still alive. They would do whatever it took to get her back and with them knowing her and her reputation, it would most likely be an admiral that they sent after her. Again. . . The Straw Hat crew wasn't strong enough to deal with that yet, she knew. So perhaps it would be better for them if she were to erase her past, but she couldn't do it herself. She would need their help. The first step toward that was to be upfront about it and she had something in mind that could erase the evidence of her being branded as a slave.
The sound of rustling had died down and it showed that the crew was beginning to go to sleep. She had to bring it up now before they set out in the morning. "Um, everyone. Can I tell you all something?"
That immediately caught the attention of everyone and all eyes turned to her, even ones that were previously closed. Sakura glanced over everyone with her brow furrowed and she could tell that they were waiting for her to say something. Vivi and Nami sat down beside each other to her left, Ace and Sanji to her right, and Luffy, Chopper, Usopp, and Zoro huddled together in front of her on the other side of the fire.
"What is it, Sakura?" Nami asked with a frown.
Vivi spoke up next with a matching frown, "You've been quiet ever since your friend left. Is something wrong?"
The pinkette shook her head slightly before looking down at the ground. Now, she felt it was more of an obligation to tell them than anything else. She didn't want to put them in needless danger while they were unaware of the risks of letting her travel with them. "I just thought that I should let you all know since you're letting me travel with you in order to accomplish my goal."
Sakura closed her eyes and added, "Before we get to a place where I can be recognized, I'd like to inform you all of the danger that comes with adding me into your little group."
"Danger?" Usopp said nervously, not liking the sound of it at all.
"What are you talking about?" Nami asked, not sure how such a little girl could bring about any sort of danger. Although, the cook a few yards from her could come up with a few scenarios why she would be dangerous to have around after witnessing her temper at work earlier that day in the bar.
Sakura opened her eyes and gazed down at the ground. She could tell that Ace most likely already knew what she was about discuss with the Straw Hat crew. "Two years ago, I was captured and sold off as a slave to someone of high ranking power." she began calmly with no hesitation in her voice, "Someone with more influence than the Fleet Admiral of the Navy himself."
She could sense the immediate tension in the air as multiple bodies stiffened at her statement, but no one interrupted her as she continued, "I was with him for a year and I was considered his prize possession for many reasons. That was until I freed most of his other slaves and he left me for dead." Despite her voice remaining calm and collected while she spoke, her insides twisted around each other and she felt her face heat at the memories. As long as she was remembering that fat, disgusting man, she could control herself. Although, it did still fill her with anger and a sense of humiliation. Above all that, the memories filled her with fear, but nothing like what she had endured with the man after that that had claimed her freedom.
"That's so horrible." Nami frowned.
Sakura looked up to meet Luffy's gaze, her brow furrowed and a frown adorning her soft lips. "They think that I'm dead, but if word got out that I'm alive, I'll be considered an escaped slave. The authorities won't rest until I'm recaptured and taken back to that man. They'll no doubt have more marines than usual at your heels because of me." The pinkette looked to the side solemnly and she gazed down at the ground while she fidgeted with the shirt in her lap. "You'll be taking a huge risk because of that and not to mention, the continent that I came from was sealed off because it was viewed as too dangerous."
The female frowned deeply at the captain when she looked back up, taking in his calm expression while everyone listened to her. "Before I was poisoned, I was renowned on my continent for my physical strength and healing abilities so when I crossed that border, the Government and Navy viewed me as an international threat. They will no doubt recognize me and attempt to capture me as well for that reason."
"You've been keeping low for the past two years by hopping from island to island without making much of a fuss." Ace said, bringing her attention to him and jade met black while a playful smirk crossed his features. "What makes you think that you'll mess that up now?"
Sakura lowered her gaze to the ground in front of her for a moment before she closed her eyes and an amused smile grazed her lips. "Luffy-sama reminds me of an old friend that always managed to attract everyone's attention and get into trouble all of the time." The female paused before adding softly, "And this crew feels so nostalgic to me. I can't bear to mess this up without everyone knowing."
Looking upward, she was met with the smiles of everyone looking at her, her expression once again serious. "So will you allow me to continue traveling with you even at such a high risk?"
"Of course." Luffy chirped, not at all caring what he might have to face in the future. He was just glad to have her along.
Sakura smiled gratefully at him and expressed her gratitude with, "Thank you." Then while holding onto Sasuke's sword and shirt, she stood up. "I do have a quick request before we start our day tomorrow."
Different sets of eyes blinked at her and many were curious as to what she wanted. She hadn't asked any of them to do anything for her since she got there. She just seemed so independent, unwilling to rely on anyone other than herself, and so confident. Right now, she was vulnerable and laying herself bare for them to see, though still managing to hide herself over a shroud of unwillingness to expose her secrets.
The pinkette lifted up her new sword for her to inspect it, finding it just right to get rid of the evidence of her horrid past. It wouldn't erase her memories, but it would get rid of such awful proof of her slavery. She had once been a slave to her feelings for Sasuke and was often left feeling helpless and unable to do anything in order to save him. She had overcome that however and it was only fitting that she used a tool that belonged to him to help her overcome this as well.
With her mind set, Sakura closed her eyes for a moment before looking at the swordsman, her eyes filled with determination and she didn't care about the pain that would assault her body if he agreed to her request. Lifting up the sword in front of her horizontally, she held it tightly and her face was undeterred, showing that she was serious. With her tone calm and collected, she let her request be known to everyone who was listening and they all knew that she was talking to Zoro.
"With this blade, I would like you to carve the mark of the slave out of my back."
~THE END OF CHAPTER SIX~
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