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Prompt 21: Rewind the Time

There are times when Sakura did remember things, but most of them were mundane, and did nothing to elucidate who she was or where she was from. It frustrated Suigetsu, her companion during her trips to the nearest village to gather more clues, that they have accomplished very little since they had found her.

Tucking his arms behind his head, the white-haired male sighed deeply, "Still no leads. Juugo even tried to contact Karin but she hasn't replied yet. Contacting Sasuke is out of the question, who knows where that elite ninja could be? If he doesn't want to be found, he wouldn't be," he muttered in annoyance.

The name had a sense of familiarity in it and Sakura glanced at Suigetsu with interest, "Sasuke.." she repeated. "His name sounds familiar."

Suigetsu sniffed. "Yeah, well, doesn't really tell us much. Sasuke is very famous. You know he just saved the world with his best buddy, Naruto. Of course everyone knows their name."

The other name also gave her a sense of familiarity. "They must be really strong."

Shrugging, he replied, "I don't even know if they're even human—those two are like the strongest ninjas still alive." He paused and furrowed his brows. "I think they have another teammate...a woman..hmm.." He closed his eyes in concentration as Sakura watched him curiously. Finally he shrugged. "Nah. Can't remember. But she's also well-known I guess, not as well-known as Naruto and Sasuke, though, since I can't remember even her name."

The pink-haired woman pursued her lips and commented dryly, "You're a sexist." She then stopped in front of a stall that sold fruits and vegetables.

"Yeah? Well, you're a tomato-addict." He eyed the plump tomato Sakura was examining with wary purple eyes. "Seriously Sakura, are you a tomato during your previous life?"

Sakura continued staring at the tomato, testing its weight on her palm. "I wouldn't be surprised if I were," she replied easily. "But you know, Suigetsu, I don't even think I like tomatoes per se... they're okay, I guess, but not to the point that I love them, like you so eloquently suggest."

"Then, why do you keep buying them?"

She shrugged. "I don't know.. but it feels like I need to buy them."

Suigetsu sighed tiredly, "Seriously, Sakura. What are you really? I wouldn't be really offended if you confess that you're a tomato on a mission to save your fellow tomatoes."

Sakura giggled. "Really? Thank you, then." She turned her attention to the old man who sold the tomatoes and gave him a smile. "I'll take five please."

"Five! Who's going to eat all of those?"

"We'll share it with the three of us, of course!"

The next day, Suigetsu noticed that the pink-haired woman's movements had become sluggish, a thin sheet of sweat on her forehead, her face pale. He snatched the tomato she was munching, his face serious, "Sakura, seriously, stop eating tomatoes. I think it's making you sick."

She raised her eyebrows. "Don't be silly, no one gets sick from eating tomatoes!"

An annoyed frown crossed his features. "Well, you look like shit!" he snapped. "Are you sick or something?"

She wiped her forehead. "Just didn't wake up well, that's all."

"Sakura," Juugo voiced from her left. He reached out and felt her forehead. "You're burning."

She shrugged, "Just a simple fever. It'll go away soon enough."

Without further ado, Juugo moved and searched the kitchen cabinets. "You should rest. I'll make something hot for you to eat."

"I told you to stop eating tomatoes, but you wouldn't listen!" Suigetsu reprimanded.

Sakura inhaled deeply, "For the last time, it's not the tomatoes—" Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and the room started spinning.

"Hey, Sakura," Suigetsu called worriedly but his voice sounded far away. "SAKURA!"

It was the last thing she remembered before darkness took over her senses.

It was dark but Sakura knew she was holding a kunai. She narrowed her eyes. Was that a body lying in front of her? Long hair? A female perhaps? Carefully, she tried to reach out.

"Who are you?" she asked softly.

"Sakura!"

Her hand paused midway, was someone screaming her name?

Suddenly, there was a burst of light. Sakura turned around and saw a man's palm erupting with lightning, the air crackling with the sound of a thousand chirping birds. Sakura stepped back, her eyes wide with horror as the man's face was partially illuminated.

Red eyes with swirling black tomoe, blood trickling from those eyes. And Sakura screamed.

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