Okey dokey, this was based on something which someone said they'd like for a chapter - however it may have come out way more angsty than you wanted...

Also, i couldnt do the exact thing you wanted as i think it would have involved a lot of copying an actual episode and altering it slightly which isnt want i'm reaaaaally aiming to do in this? All these little things are basically little fillers haahaha

But your idea spurred this on! And for that, i say thank you!


Peace-Maker


Sakura wished, oh how she wished, she could have done something. Anything. Why was it always Naruto and Sasuke? She could fight too…

When she had heard about her teammates encounter with Sasuke's brother, she could barely contain her worry. In the waiting room, she found her mind wandering to other things. Kakashi sat beside her and she found some comfort in his authority but her hands still sat clenched in her lap as she thought about her teammates behind closed doors – she was just waiting for the light above the door to turn to green.

She felt guilty.

What had she been doing when Naruto and Sasuke had been fighting Itachi. Brushing her hair? Cleaning? Having a nap? A long sigh escaped her lips, drawing the eyes of her sensei to her. Sakura tucked a strand of short hair behind her ear and glanced back up at the light again, disappointment brewing as it was the same fluorescent red as before.

According to Kakashi, Itachi had been after Naruto for some reason and Sasuke just couldn't let the chance slip to confront his brother again. He had beaten them within an inch of their lives. The thought made her lip quiver and her thoughts drew back what she had been doing while her teammates were nearly brutally beaten to death. She felt like a weight was literally pushing down on her, the shame threatening to swallow her whole.

"Don't worry, you didn't know." The lazy voice of her sensei shocked her and she jolted ever so slightly as a hand landed on her head in a comforting manner. The gesture, however, simply made the tears rush to her eyes and blur her vision.

"I can never do anything," She muttered, her voice thick with unshed tears as she tried desperately to keep the excess water contained in her eyes and her lip from quivering too much. The hand retracted from her head and she felt Kakashi rearrange himself against the seat.

"You have other talents that Sasuke and Naruto lack," Kakashi said, his one eye calmly trained on the red light. Sakura shook her head lightly.

Kakashi glanced down at the small girl sitting beside him, noting her unusual quiet behaviour. He could see her eyes downcast and he could still remember the look on her face when he had told her about the boys and Itachi.

"For one, you manage to stop your team mates from killing each other on a daily basis," His monotonous tone, barely portraying the light joke he told – the only indication was the crow's feet next to his eye.

Sakura choked out a small laugh, the unfortunate movement of closing her eyes in the process caused the tears to run down her cheeks – though she quickly swiped them away. She pondered on the idea of being the peacemaker in her team. She would always need to be there for them. Behaviour and moods of her teammates had always been obvious to her; she had put it down to being quiet as a young child – you learn more when you listen.

Maybe, she thought with a stab of optimism, she could keep all three of them together… and maybe apart when Naruto and Sasuke started to bicker.

The peacemaker.

She liked the idea.

A small, watery smile played on her lips as she pondered on the idea of being important.

On that day she vowed to keep them together. So, as the high pitched 'ding' of the light turning to green sounded throughout the waiting room, she took in a breath and with that a new turn of determination for Team 7.


-x-


A week later, they were on the roof.

She stood horrified, wide eyed at the sidelines, frozen to spot, wondering if this was really happening and where her determination had gone. Her body physically shuddered as she heard punches being thrown and received – the dull thud of fists hitting a body made all her muscles tense.

"Stop…"

Only the wind heard her. Her gaze moved from one boy to the other, wishing for them to stop – wishing for someone to stop them before it got out of hand. She had to stop them. Her confirmation came with the sound of the rushing wind and of a 1000 birds screeching.

"No," She whispered as she saw the electricity spark in the air, Sasuke flying towards the boy on the ground, swirling ball of wind in hand. From then on, it was instinct.

"STOP, PLEASE."

Her legs pushed her on and on and on. Until she was so near to them, she could feel the static against her skin and the wind whipping her hair against her face. If she could just get in the middle of them, then maybe, just maybe, they'd stop and they wouldn't hurt each other and they'd stop fighting.

She couldn't stop them.


-x-


A few days later, Sasuke defected from Konoha.

She had met him at the gate, convinced that she could make him stay because she was the peacemaker and she needed to keep them together.

He had left anyway.

"Sakura, thank you."

And suddenly everything Sakura thought she could achieve, shattered like their future, right in front of her eyes.


So...thoughts?

I'm honestly not sure about this chapter. I'm a pretty spontaneous writer anyway, like i dont PLAN aaaaanything. But even for me, this was literally just spewing words. Oops.