****2nd Update on November 7, 2015
Kyoto, Japan
Cherry blossoms litter the streets, the soft rustling of scattered petals and shuffling feet filling the quite nights. There are few roamers at this hour, most already tucked safely into bed or in the arms of loved ones. But some are used to the dead of night – even finding comfort in the silence.
One such person strolled through the park on her way home, breathing in the sweet fragrance of her namesake, and drawing dreams through the blanket of night sky. Her shoulder bag was filled with documents, and spare clothes from too many shifts at the hospital. Her stride is more powerful than years ago, as is the confidence with which she guides herself through the darkness.
The soft tinkle of a fan-shaped charm hanging diligently on her ring of keys often times brushes against the pink flower charm she was safe-keeping. Unlocking the door to her modest apartment, she finds a note from her roommate on the kitchen table.
Hey, Sakura-chan,
Took Hinata on a date!
Wish me luck! Be back tonight (but maybe not?)
Love, Naruto
She rolled her eyes, knowing the idiotic blonde would be home later. Hinata definitely wouldn't let him stay the night. Setting the note aside, she dropped her things in the living room. With a deep yawn, she made the executive decisions that a shower could wait until the morning.
Pushing the door of her bedroom open, a gust of wind rushed around her, the slithering sensation constricting. Her body tensed immediately.
Bright red irises gleamed in the darkness.
"Run."
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To be continued.
A sequel is coming.