Sakura Haruno gets reincarnate and the world lands into chaos. Shouta just needs more coffee...
Story told in drabbles
Shouta understood. He understood his sister or hoped so he did. She was an enigma, he knew that since the day he met her, since the day he first looked into her green eyes, he knew she was different.
Her eyes were of a soldier, a soldier without a purpose lost on the path of life. Trying to adapt or to be broken. A child who had seen more than she should have, those were her eyes. Something he never understood...
No child should have eyes like that, when he had first decided to take her in, he at some point thought that it would be normal, they would be normal like every other brother and sister. He didn't know then how wrong he was...
Sakura's presence was something which was unmissable, her pink hair and green eyes prevented it to be for which he was glad for. It scared him that he at times almost forgot about her. It was like playing hide and seek with a ninja but with her, the predator and him, the prey.
He had asked her of his observations one day, the ten year old had given him one of her innocent smiles and whispered "What If I tell you, Nii-san that I am a ninja secretly in a child's body"? The sentence was said as it was the truth yet the lie as well. Spoken as the best of fantasy's turned into reality.
Later, when his life had almost come to an end had he discovered how true that was and the girl hadn't been messing with him.
Sakura always looked at him with those distant eyes which seemed childlike a minute before and serious the next. Like a flip of a switch...
He sighed and at the end of the day (always) realized that he never understood his sister, not even at the very end.
From the nightmares she had, in which he had to sit by her bedside till the happiest of moments when they enjoyed their small afternoon together, there was always a spark of remembrance in her eyes, like she remembered something but couldn't share and kept it quite as though they were the darkest secrets of Tatarus.
He never questioned her, she had told him not to. He respected her privacy about what had before their mother died (presumably).
But that didn't keep him from wondering what had really happened...
Their father? He was dead, he was a villain and Shouta had killed him in their last encounter a year after Sakura was born. That couldn't be it.
Was it something to do with their mother? She was not the best of women, bad-tempered surely but she would never do anything to Sakura not after what happened to him...
It was a storm in his mind of questions and conclusions, he never knew what was right.
All these thoughts went through his mind as he lay awake in his bed, Sakura sleeping in the room in front of his. It was a quiet night, one of those in which the ten-year-old didn't have her regular nightmares. It was cold surely, a bit frosty but the air had a nice feel to it.
It was quiet and peaceful
Quite and Peaceful...
He just hoped he could keep it that until the day he died. That was his dream...
In the middle of the class*
Sakura: Midoriya nii-san! Is that you?
Midoriya: shocked Sakura-chan! How are you here?
All Might: You know her young Midoriya? She is Aizawa-san's little sister.
The whole class plus Izuku: extra shocked What!? Sensei has a sister?
Sakura: exclaims Nii-san's a brat!
The whole class plus All Might: Who taught you that word!?
Sakura: Midnight-chan did! She is sooo awesome!
Somewhere in the U.A. quarters*
Midnight: sneezes ...Eraserhead is going to kill me
A/N: While writing this chapter I felt that Sakura's eyes would be something which Shouta would find fascinating, as in different so got the chapter based on it.
Guess what will be Sakura's hero name? Hmmm...Punching girl perhaps? 😅
I will be happy to listen to your ideas! (Secretly asking for help)
Next Time: Of Hero names