Side Story Time: Naruto and Sakura in the Edo Period
Inside Naruto's dream.
Thud.
I seem to have fallen from the sky. Where am I and why are the houses so old? Am I in an ancient part of Japan? Why am I wearing a yukata? Let me push myself off the ground and take a better look. I touch something squishy. I look at it, it looks brownish.
Oh fuck, where is the tap? I need some water like right now.
I don't want to wipe shit on my clothing.
I look towards the end of the street and there seems to be some ships in the outline. I have never run this fast in my life, it is probably because I have shit in my hand and I think it is starting to cake up.
I must run faster!
Yay! I finally made it to the seaside. So hot I wipe the sweat dribbling down my face, big mistake...
Argh shit, I've got shit on my face!
I scrub my hands really hard and fast with the sea water. I sink my head into the water and start scrubbing my face for as long as I am able to hold my breath. I do not dare open my mouth; I wouldn't want shit in my mouth too right?
I dry my hands on my yukata and I flip the bottom layer over my head to pat it dry. I feel a little chill on the top of my head. I start touching my head, it feels very spiky but at the centre there was a little patch of hair.
No!
Why? Why must I have this hairstyle? I might as well be all bold. My beautiful blonde hair.
...
I see a crowd of men with the same hairstyle rush towards me. Gosh what is with the fashion sense of these days?
Oh God, I think they have katanas, am I in trouble? I look down. Where the hell is my katana, I can't even defend myself. I'll just bow down on my knees, surrender and hope they will spare my life.
I start to bend my knees but these people beat me to it. Haha! I laugh. What a relief? I guess I'm not in trouble.
"Lord Uzumaki, the Lady of Konoha village is ready to be at your service."
'I wonder what kind of service they mean, hmm... Can it be body service?' I wonder.
"Ok, I'm ready. Take me to her at once."
"Wait Lord Uzumaki, your carriage is coming soon."
I look into the distance to see four little men carrying a small carriage. Wow this is what I call top service! Man, the cabin can be a little bit bigger. It is so cramp in here; I can hardly stretch my legs. The roof is touching my head. I wonder how far the village is.
I think at least three hours have passed. I am so glad that these people are carrying me. They must be running on steroids. Gosh, I can hardly breathe, let's open a window. Aww... the scenery is so beautiful; the trees look like the big version of bonsais.
I can see a big temple like building built on top of a pond. I have never seen anything so stunning. I rub my hands together; Lady Konoha is waiting for me. Maybe she can give me a massage; I think my legs have gone numb.
...
Lady Konoha was just a title given to the most beautiful woman of Konoha village. Sakura Haruno had a unique coloured hair; she also has a pair of exotic jade coloured eyes. The village have chosen this 16 year old girl to be offered to the slimy tyrant Lord Uzumaki this year.
Lord Uzumaki had a taste for young girls and every month on the night of the full moon he would visit this village. Konoha was actually well known for having the cities most beautiful women. The tainted girls used by Lord Uzumaki would then be traded off to the Geisha houses.
Sakura was super poor and her father had sold her off to the Chief of this village. The fat Chief was very excited; he had been worrying about finding a pretty lady for Lord Uzumaki. The days to the full moon came pressing onto the Chief and he had thought this village would suffer at the hands of Lord Uzumaki and his soldiers if no woman was offered.
The last girl offered was too ugly for Lord Uzumaki's liking and he had nearly destroyed their shrine temple. After a month of restoration the temple was finally re-established to its previous glory. Tonight was the night in which Lord Uzumaki would take his sacrificial maiden. The villagers prayed that everything would go into plan.
After Sakura had went through the process of spiritual cleaning she was ready to be dressed. The maids put on an expensive and beautifully tailored kimono designed by the top craftsmen of this village. They tied her obi tightly around her tiny waist. They painted her face all white and coloured her lips rouge red. Lastly they put on a huge black wig on top of her head. She was now ready.
Sakura didn't care about the villagers; she didn't care if they would all die because of her. All she knew was that she didn't want to be dirtied by the evil Lord Uzumaki. After a few hours of contemplation, she decided to drown herself than let her body be tainted.
...
I arrive to see the village people in disarray. What could have happened I wonder?
"Reporting to Lord Uzumaki. According to our intelligence report, the Lady of Konoha had just drowned."
"What? Does anyone know how to do CPR?"
"What is CPR?"
"Let me see her at once!"
...
The body of Sakura was taken to Naruto immediately. The manly instincts of Naruto instructed him to perform CPR with this lady at once. He continued pumping under her chest and breathing air into her mouth until he could no longer continue as he was running out of breath himself. He held onto her beautiful cold hands and shook his head.
A second after his hand had touched hers, she started coughing water up. As she violently coughed out water her black wig fell off to reveal long tresses of pink hair. She gasped for air and suddenly she was alive again. She opened her jade coloured eyes and stared into Naruto's blue coloured ones.
Naruto recognised her face at once.
"Sakura?" He whispered.
End.
Love doesn't happen magically. Love is bitter sweet. Keep reading to find out how it is built!
