Disclaimer: I don't own Sakura... (tear)
Her grandfather is one of my creations though. (grin)
Lady Rine: muahaha! i bet you thought i was going to post another chapter of the story (evil rine glare)
ha! well this is also relevant to the story... and if you don't read this, some things may be a little foggy in later chapters (grin)
ok just to clear some stuff up, this is when Sakura was 18, so thats a year before the fic takes palce (because she's 19 in the fic). umm yeah, she's on a mission and yeah, every thing else if self explanatory(sp?) oh well.
HOPE YOU LIKE IT! (grin)
Side Story: Haruno is Spring.
(Prologue to "Haruno Reviled")
Sakura waited outside a restaurant. She was on a mission with Jin, research, nothing too extreme. Jin had gone inside to ask a few questions and she told him she's wait outside.
A familiar shady figure appeared in the distance, Sakura looked up.
"Grandfather?" The 18-year-old woman looked at the man who stood in front of her. She couldn't' believe that she had ran into him and on a mission too. The man didn't make any motion to acknowledge her call. He just stood there.
"Grandfather?" She called again. He couldn't refuse her; she was still his pink-haired flower after all. Even though she was no longer 13, which was the last time he saw her.
"Sakura-chan." He began. He took note of her stance, her clothes and the tattoo on her left shoulder. "So, you became a ninja after all."
"I did." She replied she didn't want to start this again. He had wanted her to follow in the Haruno ways and become a talented gypsy like her mother and father. "I told you I would."
"Never has any Haruno been a shinobi." Her grandfather scoffed. He loved her yes, but not her way of life. "You put yourself at risk every time you walk out a building, I don't approve of that at all. Our people—"
"Your people grandpa… your people." She interrupted. She didn't want this to start, but he had started it. She wanted him to just accept her, as she was, a Konoha Nin. "You're my family, my blood, but I don't want to be a gypsy." He stood silently looking at her. "I am a Konoha ANBU medic nin commander. Not a woman with a crystal ball."
"You don't need a crystal ball with those eyes you have." He was angry with his kin. "But you twisted the gift to see into people's minds and hearts with Irunei, into a weapon that can kill people!"
"It's not a weapon!"
"NO! You killed a man with those eyes!"
"I didn't kill him! He let me kill him. And I didn't kill him with Irunei grandpa! I killed him with a kunai."
"You still killed him." She glared at her, his ancient sea green eyes gazed into her young emerald ones.
"I was defending Konoha grandpa…"
"Konoha wasn't supposed to be your home!" His words shocked her. Made her tremble even. "I blame your father! Your mother should have married her other cousin, that Koji was nothing but trouble! He wanted nothing to do with gypsies and he put ideas into Kina's head."
"DON'T BLAME HIM!" Sakura yelled at him. Her father wasn't the greatest dad, but he still loved her on some level, even if he didn't he was still her father.
"Come Sakura… live the rest of your life in safety."
"No grandpa… I love being a konouchi."
"Oh? Is that why you don't smile? Because you love being a ninja?" He shot back at her… that was not the reason she didn't smile. "Is that why you don't laugh because you love being a ninja?"
"Stop it…"
"I will not stop! You are NOT supposed to be a ninja!"
"I don't want to be a gypsy!"
"You're just like your father!"
"I AM NOT!" Her eyes turned purple.
"You are… " He replied his eyes turning the same color.
The street of the small town disappeared and was replaces by darkness. No ground, no sky, no walls… no boundaries…just nothing.
"You know, you and I are the last of our clan." He said bluntly to her, his side of the empty black space turning red with anger.
"You just don't want the Haruno name to die..." She replied to him, her side turning blue.
"It's going to die anyway… you're off to marry that stupid nin you're always with. What the hell is his name again…"
"Jin, grandpa, his name is Jin."
"Oh right Jin…." He paused. He wanted her to give up on her lifestyle. "I don't approve."
"I don't care it's what I want."
Desperately, the old man pulled out the guilt card. "You don't even really love him… I can see it in your eyes Sakura; they're just like mine. You can not hide it."
Sakura was silent; she hated it when he was night.
"I'm old now… I need you with me my dear granddaughter. Please… come with me, it's your destiny."
Sakura paused. "I'm a shinobi…Guilt trips aren't supposed to work on me!"
"No, I won't." She replied.
"Honestly… Konoha was a mistake!" He yelled in anger. "What the hell kind of people teaches you to 'Hide your feelings'? What the hell kind of person have you become?"
"I'm a strong person grandpa!" She scolded at him.
"No you're not… You're weak!" He yelled angrily.
Sakura's eyes widened. She knew that phrase all too well.
--
"You're weak…"
NO I'm NOT!
"You're weak…"
YOU'R WRONG!
"You're weak."
I'M STRONG!
"You're weak!"
…I am weak…
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"I won't go with you grandpa." She answered, her eyes turning back to her usual green orbs.
The emptiness evaporated and they found themselves on the street once again.
Her grandfather was heart broken.
"You're different from us Sakura-chan…But you can't avoid your destiny. You're a Haruno! YOU'RE NOT A NINJA!" He scolded taking out a familiar white kerchief (which every Haruno born had) waving it in the air and vanishing.
Sakura stood on the street alone.
"You're wrong grandpa… I can make my own destiny…"
