From the age of five, Sakura had always wanted to become a Shinobi.

No, she didn't want to become a Kunoichi, she wanted to become a Shinobi.

Because to become powerful, she had to be a Shinobi, not a Kunoichi.

Sakura wanted to become a Shinobi, so to become a Shinobi she must never show their emotions('Shijima'll burn you emotions to the ground, literally.')

...But, there were times in which that law was inappropriate, Sakura thinks, such as being around her grandmother whome she loves very dearly.

"Grandma, you didn't have to get me him," Sakura sighed, and she held the squirming ferret, its raccoon-like patterned face swinging left and right looking for an escape rout, "I really don't need him."

"But Sakura-chan, darling," Her grandmother answered her, patting the ferrets head, "You are so lonely, and you only have that Ino girl as your friend. I want you to be happy, so I want you to take him."

Said girl huffed, and smiled, "Does he have a name?"

"No, he is still young and his previous owners were selling him and the rest of the litter, so they never named him." Sakura's grandmother smiled, "You can name him."

Sakura frowned, thinking about names fit for a ferret, "Isn't a ferret related to a weasel?" She murmured, the gazed down at the animal in her arms, "I think I'll name him Kamaitachi, do you like it, Grandma?"

"It's a wonderful name, darling."

"No, it isn't. It's a bland name."


"Everyone, this is Haruno Sakura," Said her new sensei, "She will be here with you until the end of the semester."

Whispers broke out, some about her hair, others about her reputation, and something about Sasuke-kun. She could already feel the hatred in the forefront of her mind by that name. The whispering stopped when the sensei, who went by the name Katsu, coughed and started to talk again.

"Well," He said, turning to face her, a small smile on his face, "Are there anythings you want to say about yourself?"

'Let them question us.' Inner told her, and sneezed, 'Well, say something, but be very, very vague.'

"Well, my name's Sakura," Sakura started, clenching her jaw and slightly biting her tongue, "I like animals... I think I like weasels... I like to read... Yeah..."

A hand rose, and the speaker didn't wait for permission to speak, "Is your hair n-"

"Yes," She snapped, glaring at the brat who asked the popular question, "Everything's real, everything's natural. My parents would kill me if I dyed my hair."

The sensei seemed to laugh at the statement, for he made a weird face and looked away.


At six, she finally met Ino again. Even though they hadn't met each other since that fight, they still remembered the other. Ino was glad that she could meet the person she helped, and Sakura was glad that Ino was the only one who the Voices seemed to not mind. In fact, they seemed to like the girl.

"S-Sakura-san?"

"Please call me Sakura."

"A-Ah."

'I just love that girl! She is so nice!' Inner gushed.

"W-Will you hang out-out wi-th me later?" Ino asked, looking down, while Sakura sat there, smiling.

"Sure," Sakura chirped, "But I'll have to bring a friend, he doesn't like it when I leave him behind after school."


"That's your friend?" Ino asked as she looked down at the creature in her companions arms, "B-But it's a rat!"

Sakura frowned, were all girls like this? "Kamaitachi's not a rat, he's a ferret. If anything, he's a weasel."

Ino paled, looking at the 'ferret'. But-But this was the person she wanted to befriend, so she must deal with these obstacles. "Yes, okay, he's a ferret." She said, nodding, "But how did you get a... ferret?" Ino added, with hesitation about the rodent now roped around Sakura's neck.

Sakura paused, remembering the bitter memories of her parents... fall. Hesitating, she opened her mouth, "I... got them after my parents... passed away."

Ino's eyes widened, for she hadn't known that her friend was an orphan. "Oh my, I-I'm so sorry! I-"

"It's alright," Came Sakura's firm voice. Ino never liked it when her (almost)friend became like that. Sakura always seemed to be a different person when her voice randomly changed in octaves. "It happened awhile ago, and I was told to never look into the past, but to use it as a tool as a goal to see the future."

She kept her eyes on the pinkette, worried she said something wrong, "S-Sakura-chan-n?"

Sakura looked down, and stayed that way for a short second, then looked back up to her friends gaze, "Yes, Ino-chan?"

The blonde's eyes widened, and she smiled, "I-I just want to say that Kamaitachi looks really cool!"


Sorry if this is short, I just really want to get this chapter out so I can announce somethings.

I know that life with my education and all is time consuming, but recent events have left me extremely pissed off. One of the is transportation issues, I am mission the last hour of school because of my step-father's job and I really don't like that I am behind in one of my classes. The other is more of a family issue, and I think mt parents might be getting a divorce soon. I have been really pissed off the past week from the yelling outside of my room, the crying of my halfwit of a sister and a bastard of a brother, and the complaining of my mother. I will keep on writing once this whole ordeal is done and over with, but I feel like I can't write happy moments anymore.

I will still be writing mt two other stories because I seem to be more in tuned with more of the depressed writing.

EDIT; Holy mother of weasels, there were a few mistakes. Thank Inanna I read this chapter like two months after its release...