CW: She's depressed as hell, so if you don't want the bad vibes, skip this chapter it's basically just d rank stuff, timeskip to almost c rank. Also mentions Kakashi's dads suicide.

I hadn't expected my new, other-worldly situation, of course. If someone had told me time travel was real before this I'd have nodded in agreement out of fear they were crazy. Maybe I was the crazy person in this scenario. Maybe this was a dream. It still didn't feel real and I think I've realised why. It's just as real as my past world, but It's harder to accept a new reality when you have one in your mind already, so of course this world feels fake to me. I decided not to let this bother me any longer and push these sorts of thoughts to the side, as if that would get rid of them.

Our first D rank mission as a squad was uneventful.

As was the second. And third.

A feeling was eating away at me which surprisingly stung more than my feeling of being in the wrong world. As if reading my mind, Kakashi handed me a shovel and went back to reading his book. Naruto and Sasuke were a few steps further, arguing that Naruto hadn't in fact, thrown a pile of dirt onto Sasuke when shovelling. Sasuke disagreed, and so they fought. This wasn't problematic. Ignoring them was easy enough, especially when the winds whooshing was so much more noticeable here, or was it that my senses had improved in comparison? Anyhow, it was stupid to admit but there's only so much lying to oneself a person can take.

I was lonely. Dreadfully so.

A companion, a friend. Anyone..

It didn't help that the whole team had already decided I was useless. They didn't say it, but then again they didn't need to. Useless Sakura, civilian born. No strong clan to back her. No tailed beast sealed in her belly. No destiny. What a life to have. What a life to know all about in advance. It was like telling yourself you'd never amount to nothing, except this time knowing deep down it was true. This was the worst part, I think. There was no room for hope in an already written future. I could always change, but not really. They all had plot armour so thick it was hard to focus on them half of the time, or maybe I just didn't want to. And me? I could see right through me, and I'm sure if they cared enough to look they'd see it too. I thought this would be fun at least since the bad stuff wasn't even close to happening, but all I could feel was the sense of dread filling up slowly.

"Sakura, could you throw those weeds in the compost?"

"Ok Kakashi sensei."

"Hey, Sakura! Can we swap shovels? I don't want one that looks the same as Sasukes!"

"Sure, Naruto."

"Sakura, could you bring the pesticide?"

"Sakura, could you bring the compost?"

"Sakura, you've left the roots in, you'll have to take them all out again."

"Sakura, you'll never catch up with the other two at this rate."

"Hey Sakura, look how high I can jump now!"

"Hey Sakura, wanna train after? Just the two of us?"

"Hey Sakura."

"Hey Sakura."

"Sakura."

I was sick. Taking time off now.

Knock.

Again.

Knock. KNOCK.

A pause. Then a knock.

Reluctantly, I got up and opened the door.

"I'm sick. I'm not going to do another D rank."

"Yeah, I know. Kakashi told us. I came to see how you were, duh." Naruto scratched the back of his neck as he grinned widely. It made my stomach drop for some reason.

"I'm fine. I'll be better in a few days."

"So what is it? You seem healthy enough."

I feel so angry, I wanted to say. Like I could grab someone by the throat and choke them to death. In a world like this I could probably get away with it too. What would he say then? Would he agree and tell me he feels like that too sometimes, would he understand?

"Just a cold. Don't want to give it to anyone."

He stood outside the door expectantly. I don't want him inside my house.

"Are your parents in?"

"They're travelling." For what felt like the millionth time this month already, I thought.

"Cool…can I come in?" He looked behind me enthusiastically, almost in awe. It annoyed me.

"Sure."

He walked inside cautiously, as if his courage had vanished the moment he stepped foot inside.

"It's so clean."

"…I'm going to my room. Leave when you feel like it."

"Huh? But I came here to-"

I didn't hear the rest since I slammed the door to my room shut. I practically teleported upstairs, the most movement I'd done for the past week at least. Naruto was the first to visit, but it was annoying to know it was because of a stupid crush that he had on me. Because of his feelings, because I was pretty or whatever. To make him feel better about himself at the very least. Because why else would someone care? He didn't even realise Sakura wasn't even here anymore. No one had. Wasn't that sad. I almost feel bad for her.

My thoughts paused when I sensed Naruto at my door.

"Jeez Sakura, the whole house looks unused but your room is- is-"

A mess.

"-is like mine. Man, it's good to know I'm not the only one living in a pigsty ehe."

"I'm going to sleep now. I'm tired."

"…"

"…Well leave then." Does the child lack cognitive functions?

"AH! Ok, I hope you get better soon. I'm trying to convince Kakashi sensei to let us get a C rank mission. I'm bored of all these small missions!"

"Great. Have fun."

"Bye, Sakura chan." He left with the same grin he arrived with. Look at me complaining about my perfectly mediocre life when there's an orphan practically ostracised by the village. An Uchiha who watched his brother murder his whole family. A traumatised adult who watched his father commit suicide and his teammates die off one by one. Who was I to complain? I was far more well off compared to them. A little sadness was nothing, I'm sure they've all felt worse. A little sadness from a little girl with a perfect life. Maybe I was more like Sakura than I thought.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, don't know if anyones still reading this. I haven't got a plan for where this goes just writing for fun so this probably won't go anywhere but yeah.