So, this was supposed to be a Sakura-centric crossover fic that was 80% more serious, but my brain went 'okay, so where are Sasuke and Naruto' and I was like 'they're not here, cause they're dead, and it's really sad, and it's like a hurt/comfort/trauma fic' and my brain went 'okaayyy, and when are Team Seven meeting?' and I was like 'no-' then I gave up. If Sakura's parts seem longer and more developed than the others, that's probably the reason why.
I also address some Naruto-chapter and OC stuff in the AN below.
Chapter SIX
Kai sends her messages from time to time. Sakura is still not sure what she thinks of smartphones, but she likes that it has a camera that can instantaneously take and send photos.
She does not know who invented 'selfies', but whoever did deserves a cookie.
Her phone vibrates and she glances down at the screen. Speak of the devil.
The Boss sends regular updates to her, but she usually receives alerts from Kai first. Perhaps it is because they are the only two children in an organization made up mostly of adults, but the boy appears to enjoy her presence, even if she can tell she annoys him.
I heard you're in the area. Drop by.
Sakura rolls her eyes at the tone of the text, more order than request, and shoots him a middle finger emoji in reply before sending a time and attaching the location of her favourite family restaurant.
Kai leaves her on read but Sakura tosses her phone elsewhere so she considers them even. She stretches, notes she has an hour before she has to leave, and turns back to her paperwork.
She is back in Yokohama for work, after all, not for a break, and her unit is set to leave the prefecture in two days time for a weaponry exhibition in Ooita.
She manages to wrap up early and checks her phone one last time before she prepares to head out. Tenko is accompanying a few of her men with location scouting for a coming deal and will not be back for a while.
She walks to the cafe because it is located a mere five minutes from the hotel. She recognizes a few men to be of the Shie Hassaikai, though she does know them personally, and sees that Kai is already there and waiting when she enters.
"Welcome! Table for one?"
Sakura waves off the waitress with a polite smile. "My friend's already here."
She plops herself down opposite Kai, who looks up when she sits. "Sakura," he says curtly.
Sakura inwardly rolls her eyes but indulges him. "Kai," she says before she fails at her attempt to keep a straight face and cracks a grin. "How have things been?"
"I don't understand why you insist on meeting outdoors." Kai huffs and gestures at the menu. "Order."
Sakura does not have to look. She waves over a waiter. "Miso ramen, please."
Kai makes a face. "Refill my cup."
"Thank you," Sakura adds, and shoots Kai a glare.
The waiter takes his leave and Sakura turns back to Kai. "So? How are things?"
"The Boss will be recommending me as an executive during the next meeting," he says plainly. "You...will you be attending?"
Sakura and her unit may be away from HQ most of the time, but she knows she says has sway within the Shie Hassaikai. She wracks her brain. "The one two weeks from now?" She winces. "I'm in Okinawa," she says. "There's an auction I'm to attend. I can try and-"
Kai shakes his head. "It's okay," he says. "Business is more important."
Sakura smiles sympathetically. "I'll watch the vod."
Kai huffs. "How have things been for you?"
Sakura shrugs. "Good," she says. "Nothing interesting. I ate Mexican food for dinner last night."
Kai rolls his eyes. He has the decency to wait until the waitress who had brought his cup leaves before he thoroughly whips down the handle. Sakura does not question it, long used to it, and waits for him to take a sip. "So, did you call me here because you missed me? Or because you have something to say?"
"Boss has a granddaughter, did you know that?"
Sakura blinks. "Oh, no, I didn't, though I guess it makes sense. I recall he had children. What about this granddaughter?"
Kai shrugs. "Apparently her quirk is similar to mine; he's putting me in charge of her."
Sakura chokes on her own breath. "What?"
Kai chucks his hand sanitiser at her. "Is it that surprising?"
"You hate children."
"Boss's orders."
"Right…" Sakura mentally wishes the granddaughter luck dealing with the edgy boy in front of her. "Anything else?"
"A couple of rats have been sniffing around at your feet."
Sakura hums. When there are rats, there is usually an entire mischief behind them.
"My feet? Or that of Shie Hassaikai?"
"Yours, and by default, ours."
Sakura suppresses the urge to sigh, wondering where Kai had picked up this way of talking. Maybe adults did it, or the supposedly cool characters in action movies? All in all, she wished he would just get straight to the point. Still, she indulges him because he is a child in an adult's world and she is an adult in a child's body and she knows better than anyone that he had little to no choice getting up to this point.
Compared to everything they'd done up to this point, everything they would come to do in the future, this was as harmless as could be.
They fall into a natural silence when a waiter comes by again, this time with Sakura's orders. She purposefully slurps the soup.
Kai makes a face. "Some men underground appear to be snooping around."
Sakura hums. "Anything I can work with?"
"Honestly, I'm telling you because I heard about it in passing, cause what kind of people apart from those lacking any sense of dignity would name themselves the 'League of Villains'?"
It takes a while for Tenko to give a name to what exactly he has gotten himself into, but at that point, he is no longer surprised.
"Why do you do this if you know it's illegal?" Tenko asks.
"Hm?"
"Be a yakuza."
Sakura spins her phone in her hand. "I wonder," she murmurs. "The biggest reason is that I wasn't given much choice. I was born into this world, and things were decided for me before I was old enough to decide on my own."
She places her phone in her pocket then climbs up onto the couch next to him.
"I don't know the time when the yakuza ruled the underworld," she says. "My parents died a few years ago. An accident, they said, but I doubt anyone believed that. I was taken in by the Boss when I was five and given this job when I was ten. I've been at it ever since."
Tenko's mind whirls.
Yakuza.
Sakura pats him on the back of his shoulder. "Of course, you don't have to be a part of it," she says. "It might be difficult for you to be completely separate from it, but if you wish it I can allow you to attend school and move out when you're old enough to do so."
"What do you do?"
Sakura smiles wryly. "The Shie Hassaikai might be a renowned group, but we mostly act as a separate unit," she says. "I deal mostly with weaponry." She glances at the clock hanging on the wall and links her hands in front of herself.
"There are plenty of yakuza who aren't happy with how things turned out. The name of yakuza once struck fear in the hearts of those who heard it, but with the establishment of Heroes and Villains, the yakuza were classified as the latter without much fair judgement and were suddenly at the mercy of the law and the justice the title 'Hero' brought. Now, only a few of us are left and most are barely shells of their former selves. We survived because most of our earnings came from weapon dealing, and as long as we deal with the correct form of weaponry we will always have a place in this world." Sakura glances around then leans in. "I personally don't mind," she says quietly. "The Hassaikai is the only family I know, and we just happen to belong in the world of organized crime. I do what I do because people depend on me, and despite everything, our name is a kind of protection one can't find elsewhere. I know what I'm doing and I'm rather good at it."
There is a knock, and a man called Jester drops off some forms. Most of Sakura's companions went by aliases, usually the names of their quirks or something similarly related, he notes. Sakura always introduced herself as Sakura, without any mention of a surname.
"Should I change my name?" he asks offhandedly. That's what villains did in TV shows, right?
"That's completely up to you," Sakura replies, tone serious to a question he had meant as a joke, "but not necessary. You don't have to force yourself to give up what little of your family you have left."
Tenko nods. "I don't think I want to forget," he finally says. "Maybe I shouldn't."
Sakura looks surprised for a moment, but her expression soon blooms into a bright smile. "That's the brave way of going about this," she says quietly. "In that case, naming yourself after what changed you is a good reminder, I think."
"I'll think about it."
"Take your time," Sakura says. There is a knock on the door and the pinkette slowly sits back. "Yes?"
"The car will be here soon, Princess."
"I'll be there in a second."
Sakura gets to her feet and smiles. "Also, this is rather fun."
She certainly seems like she is having fun. Tenko smiles a little as he watches the girl flit around the room fixing her appearance. She grabs her coat and throws it over herself.
"I'll be back later," she says. "If things go well, let's go eat yakiniku!"
Caring for a child, Sakura comes to learn, is not simple. Tenko is probably not the most annoying kid she's been around; she remembers Naruto as a kid and knows she herself was rather cringeworthy. In fact, he is probably one of the most quiet, sensible children she has met in a while. Still, there is something about them that makes her warier than she probably has to be.
The threat level of a person is partially the abilities they possess, but mostly it depends on who utilizes it and how they make use of it. Tenko's quirk might be terrifyingly strong, but she thinks he is a traumatized child scared of his own ability. Sakura might be a young girl with pink hair and wide green eyes but she was raised to be a killer, despite how long it took her to realize the true weight of what that meant, and has fought in a war before. If it comes down to it, she can kill the boy with her bare hands.
She will not, of course, but the understanding that she can, the fact that she is probably leaps and bounds ahead of most of the people who exist in this world, makes her slightly wary of herself. She has no intention of interfering in the runnings of this world, after all.
Tenko is a quiet child. She has no way of really knowing what had been like before he had lost his family and joined a gang, but she has a feeling he was rather quiet to begin with. If anything, the signs of beatings littered around his body allow her to speculate.
She recognizes signs of abuse the first time she gives his body a proper scan over. Her intention had been to see if his quirk had negative effects on his body, seeing as how damaging it was to the things around him, and she frowns when she comes across a healed fracture.
There are no signs of medical healing, though luckily it appears to have mended well, and she mentally notes it before moving on, only to catch signs of a bruising, rather recent, littering his upper arm. The damage extends to the bone, which is also bruised, and she easily recognizes the signs of a grown man's hand tightly gripping the arm of a young child.
She deduces that this is an old injury from before he had joined the gang because she is certain Tenko would not have tolerated anyone hurting him if he had the means to stop it. She knows the boy had lost his family and wonders if the manifestation of his quirk was in self-defence.
Tenko seems content not to speak of it, and Sakura does not ask. She knows enough without having to, and he appears to have recovered rather well from the physical beatings.
She buys him a gaming console and three of the most popular games of the time for his birthday. A salesman warns her clone, who is under a henge and pretending to be her parent, about letting children play shooting games, and the cynical side of Sakura wants to tell the man that she and Tenko, and everyone else living under the same roof, have killed people and that shooting humans on a screen would be a much better alternative.
"Tenko!"
Tenko looks up at his name and notes that Sakura is dressed in a casual shirt and shorts. "Are you going out?"
"I was thinking maybe a short break," Sakura tells him. She has been stuck indoors for a while, he knows. "Want to come?"
Tenko nods, not seeing anything else for him to do. He has finished his latest run of this game, but he does not want to ask Sakura to buy him another game. She will if he asks, he thinks, but that thought alone is enough for him to feel uncomfortable asking. Regardless, he is ready to take a break and an outing sounds nice.
"Great!" Sakura jumps to her feet and grabs her phone. "I want a car to pick up me and Tenko from the front gates at three. What? No. No. Yeah, that sounds good. Thank you." She cuts the call and shoves it into her pocket. "Go get changed," she tells him. "I'll be here."
Tenko hurries to his room to do just that. He changes into a casual shirt and pants, then throws a hoodie over because the feeling of being enveloped in soft material feels comfortable. Sakura is standing exactly where she had been before, and she holds out her hand as he approaches. He takes it and lets her tug him towards the door.
"There's a mall near the station," she tells him. "Want to visit it?"
Tenko nods. "Can we arcade?"
Sakura huffs. "Not for too long."
She is amazingly good at the games there, perhaps he can ask her to win him something. "Okay."
Their trip to the mall starts off nicely. They visit the bookstore, where they point out random locations to one another and note down the gangs and whatnots located there in the tour book section. She notes Tenko's lingering gaze on the game store and wins him an All Might figure and a large bag of chips from a claw machine which they sit and eat at the food court.
They are on the escalators down, just about to leave, when the ground begins to shake and the screaming starts.
Tenko goes stiff beside her. "What is that?"
Sakura didn't have a clue, but she can make a guess. People around her are screaming and running from the northern side of the mall. If she strains her ears, she can hear the distinct sound of things being crushed.
"It's a villain!" a woman screams from nearby.
"It's a villain," Sakura agrees with a grimace. "Come on, Tenko, we should get out of the way."
Tenko nods sharply. They are in a relatively unoccupied area of the ground floor and she begins leading the boy towards the nearest exit. A second tremor shakes the ground.
Sakura can not even finish the curse that is at the tip of her tongue when the floor gives way. Tenko lets out a sharp cry of surprise and Sakura tucks the boy into her arms as they fall a floor. She lands neatly on her feet and freezes.
A barrel of a gun stares right back at her, and its owner blinks in surprise at what she can only assume is her appearance.
"Thought you were a hero or student or something when you landed on your feet, but you're just a kid!"
Tenko is shaking in her arms, she can feel it, and she is sure that it is not completely out of fear. She subtly grasps his wrist, to stop him from lashing out.
"No matter," another man snaps. "They'll work as hostages."
It is only her and Tenko here. As far as she can see there were three villains, two men and a woman. From the way the carpark is destroyed and the sea of debris surrounds them, cameras should not be functioning.
Tenko lets out a snarl when the woman grabs him by the arm and tries to drag him away from her. Sakura sees him twist, ready to rip off his glove, and lets out a sharp "Don't!"
"Listen," the woman says, incorrectly assuming Sakura had been talking to her, "and you won't get hurt.".
"Tenko," Sakura calls softly. "Keep your head down for a moment, okay?"
Tenko eyes her before he nods.
"Brat-"
Sakura whirls around on her heel, grabbing the hand of the man who had been reaching for her. She crushes it in her grip then pulls him harshly down towards herself when he instinctively tries to pull away with a scream of pain and slams him face-first into the ground with a chakra-empowered hand.
There are shouts of alarm from behind and she flashes through hand signs for a substitution technique, which places her right behind the woman holding Tenko. She slices cleanly through her throat with a chakra scalpel and she collapses without so much as a gasp.
Tenko begins raising his head and Sakura plants a hand in his hair, keeping it down. "A little more."
The man standing across from them has a gun in his hand, and his other is much bigger and muscled than she remembers. A quirk, perhaps.
"You brat!"
Sakura sees the twitch in his arm and throws herself over Tenko, pushing them both onto the ground. A bullet whizzes over their heads. Sakura grabs a chunk of concrete and throws it at the man who appears to instinctively swipe his mutated left hand at the projectile, knocking it aside.
The split second of focus shift is all she needs, though, and she hurls herself at the man. She ducks beneath his mutant arm as he moves to grab her and goes for a punch.
It has been a while since she had fought like this and she overreaches. The man staggers through the shock that comes with her swung fist, but since her blow did not land he recovers while she herself is thrown off balance.
A mutant hand grabs her by the upper arm and yanks her upwards. A second hand, now also mutated, grabs her around the throat and squeezes.
Sakura grits her teeth and grabs onto the limbs attempting to suffocate her, but before she can yank them off of herself the man lets go on his own. A scream of sheer agony is torn from his throat and Sakura lands on her feet, a healing hand around her neck and eyes wide as the man collapses onto his knees.
Tenko stands behind him, an ungloved left hand raised and shoulders tense. Sakura launches herself upwards with her hands, kicking the villain's head upwards and wrapping her legs around his neck. She swings her weight with all her might and slams him headfirst into the ground.
There is a loud crack. He does not get up.
"Sakura!" Tenko says urgently. He hurries over to her side then hovers there uncertainly, as though unsure of what to do.
He had rushed in to help her. Her chest feels tight and she hurries over to his side. "Tenko, are you hurt?"
Tenko shakes his head as he blindly reaches out towards her. Sakura allows him to tilt her head up as he inspects her neck. When his left hand comes up, however, she gently grasps his wrist to stop him. "My abilities don't keep my clothes from decaying," she says gently.
Tenko tenses and yanks his hand out of her grasp.
"It's okay," she continues goodnaturedly. "Thanks for helping me."
The boy flushes and he looks down at his feet. "He was...choking you…" He tilts his head to look past her and at the limp body of the villain. "Is he dead?"
Sakura keeps a careful eye on Tenko's face as she nods, trying to gauge his reaction.
"We won't be caught?"
She nods a second time, this time a little more carefully. "We should be fine," she says. "Our quirks aren't registered so it'll be difficult to track us, and I doubt they'll be looking for children our age straight off the bat." She looks around them, properly for the first time. "Still, we should leave."
Tenko hesitates. "I can decay them."
Sakura recalls Tenko telling her that that had been his main job back when he had been a part of his previous gang. He is used to it, it appears, but something in Sakura still feels a little sick asking him to do it. She forces down the feeling and nods. "Okay," she says, and the boy moves forward to do just that.
They find Tenko's left glove, which he had ripped off his hand in a panic when he rushed in to try and help her, and deem it reusable for the duration of their trip back home.
Their surroundings are completely caved in on them, so Sakura hefts Tenko onto her back and jumps back up onto the floor they had been on before. They hurry through the mall until they find a sea of customers still rushing to escape and no one takes much notice of two children as they melt into the crowd.
Hours later, Sakura and Tenko find themselves back in their shared hotel room. Sakura is positive they hadn't left any traceable tracks at the mall, but she shoots Kai a message to let him know just in case and he agrees to have someone check.
"I'll stay," Tenko says, and Sakura looks up.
"Yeah?" she says slowly, trying not to rush him.
"I want to stay here."
"Are you sure?"
Tenko nods. "And my name, I'll change it. My quirk changed me, I'm no longer the boy I was before it manifested." He swallows thickly. "I killed my family," he breathes, "and I was picked up by that gang when I had nowhere to go."
Sakura has done a little research and knows of the sudden disintegration of a neighbourhood located in Shiga prefecture. She has suspected Tenko is the one who caused it, but she does not say anything.
"Shigaraki, for the place that used to be my home." He chokes, as though the words are now stuck in his throat, but he manages to force them out. "Tomura, for the mourning of those that used to be my family, for the person who used to be me."
You don't have to force yourself to give up what little of your family you have left, she had told him a few days ago. Still, this might be much, much worse.
The first thing Sakura thinks is don't do this to yourself because the boy is chaining himself down to his past and she knows how damaging that can be. The second is pain, because he is still merely a child, and he understands so well how death is not only physical, and also anger because society had forced such a young boy to accept his own death in order to keep on living. But, is it fair for her to consider him a child still?
Sakura reaches out and gently grasps his hand. He flinches but relaxes a second later. Tenko, Tomura, grips her hand tightly. "That's a good name," she says softly. "Welcome to Shie Hassaikai, Shigaraki Tomura."
1)
I thought a lot about Tomura/Tenko's name, and I decided to go with changing it because I think there was significance in his name change in canon, but it's also different this time around because he names himself, and I wish I could have had him take his name from positive things but it's kinda hard. There's a city called Shigaraki in Shiga prefecture, which is where Tomura is from, so that's where the Shigaraki comes from this time. (The kanji is different, but shhhhhh).
2)
So, a little more about Naruto's chapter. First, thank you for telling me about the Katsuki/Bakugo name thing. I had autocorrect that turned Bakugo into Katsuki for some reason? Maybe I misclicked it a while back LOL, and I'm dumb cause I read through it so many times, and I knew because I referred to Katsuki as Katsuki HAHA. Still, thanks, and I think I fixed all of them.
3)
The OCs will be used as little as possible, mostly to fill in the bits where Naruto needs classmates. I tend to dislike them too. A few people have suggested using older Hero characters, but the problem is that Naruto will be in 3rd year when Katsuki n Izuku n co make an appearance as first years, and I don't want the Hero characters of Canon BNHA verse stuck as third-year students of UA.
4) I've read comments where people were like 'was here for Sakura, but I'm enjoying everyone else's POVs as well, and I'm so glad to hear that! I'm also very grateful to the people who have politely told me of their preference of one character over another because I get that, I often enjoy one character's POV over another's as well. At the people who want one specific character, I'm sorry you're going to have to wait two chapters in between, it's only 2, and I don't update THAT slowly...sometimes...so yeah.
As mentioned earlier, this used to be a Sakura ONLY crossover fic, which then became a Team Seven cross over fic. I love all three of the characters, though my stories tend to be Sakura focused a lot of the time, so they're all going to share the role of 'protagonist'. Regardless, I'll do my best to make sure all three of them get their moments. And wreck stuff.
5)
Also, speaking of Naruto, I now have a direction for him too! He will be changing the world the Naruto way, one person at a time :D
6)
I wrote a lot about Naruto, even though this is Sakura's chapter, but her bits seem rather straightforward, so yeah. Sasuke comes next, and there'll be some (kind of) interactions between him and a teammate :D Don't get your hopes up, though, 'cause it's very very KIND OF.
