Disclaimer: Dude, I don't need to own Naruto or Samurai Champloo to write fanfiction.

Penname: LiveLoveLaugh

FanFiction Story: Sunflower Samurai

Summary: Naruto X Samurai Champloo Sakura had stepped into a spellbound when she fell asleep in a garden of sunflowers, in a strange event she was taken in a coma where she dreamt she lived in a world not her own, traveling with three other wanderers.

AN: Yes, yes, I know I should be updating either one of my stories by now. I kind of got interested into this story, I won't update any other until I at least got down two chapters on this baby! Ha! Enjoy!

Hesitations of a Mother

"What the hell is going on?" Tsunade shouted, crossing over several trembling medic-nins who well aware of her heated aura, "Kotetsu and Izumo just send me here on an important basis, what they say the alert to be important better be important enough to interrupt my gambling fit with the visiting daimyo—"

"Hokage-sama, we have terrible news sadly!" one of them piped up, using a clipboard as a meager shield from her blazing hazel eyes, "Your pupil, Haruno-san, w-we found her unconscious b-body in the s-sunflower fields—"

"What!" she screamed, her eyes were frightened, "Where is she? What the hell happened to her?" Her shout scared the living hell out of the medic-nins who huddled together to fend themselves against her powerful deadly appearance. One of them, a male, went around juggling his paperwork and walked fidgeting towards the inch of her devastating shadow.

He fumbled with his hands quickly, her eyebrows rose with every one of his words, "Haruno Sakura is held in the emergency room, uh, room two-forty-three, Godaime-sama—she is having problems with breathing, we can't seem to know why she is since she is in better health than we, err, expected but her heart rate and uh, yes, breathing is lower than we want it to be. She is in a tight coma, and is unable to wake up—"

"LEAD ME TO HER NOW!" Tsunade screamed ordering, stalking quickly through the hallways, her heels pounding against the linoleum floors, "Tell me more of her status, man! You two—" she struck desperate instructions to two of the female nurses, "—I need you two to get hold of her old Jounin teacher Hatake Kakashi, her teammates Uzumaki Naruto, and Uchiha Sasuke immediately to the hospital. I will also need the numbers of her parents right now—" when the nurses left immediately, she turned back to the male medic-nins at her side, "—Well! Speak up already!"

The poor man stuttered, "Y-Yes, G-Godaime-s-sama—"

"Enough with the formalities! I need to hear of the status of Sakura!" she scowled irritatingly, "If she dies, I will have your ass on my mantle, is that clear!" The medic-nins jumped, and tittered over their clipboards and paperwork quickly and hastily. One by one read them aloud, bringing the Hokage's face to contort and bit her lower lip hard while she went traumatizing towards the assigned room.

"Her breathing is low, her heart rate is low, her muscles are out of spasm particularly from the exhaustion she somehow had withdrawn herself in—"

"She was found in the sunflower fields while substituting with another teacher Takashi Mozure in a class of the Academy, belonging to Umino Iruka, who is out of commission seeing that he is on a crucial mission. She was said to be looking for the plaything ball in the gardens—"

"She seems very tired, her senses are strong but her hearing is incomplete, and she would not be able to communicate with us until she is awaken—"

"Her clothes were dirtied, smeared, and crumpled by the impact on the wet ground. There were no signs of ambushes, no signs of opposing guerilla attacks, no signs of genjutsu illusionary, ninjutsu, kinjutsu, or taken of any battery on her body—"

"There were handprints around her neck, but there were no signs of choking or any that of suicidal activities, we believe she might had an asthma attack but doctors have found no signs of asthma records in her files—"

"Perhaps a stroke, her heart shows no signs of it either. Its actually quite strong until this mysterious fainting fit—"

"She wasn't able to return with the missing ball, but instead had stayed in the fields longer than the Academy class had expected. We have no idea of why she stayed too late in the fields—"

"Her body is held in a coma, whether she was been devastated by a surprise or something she saw she didn't want to see, we're not so sure—"

Tsunade rampaged through the door, banging the double doors open and burst into a group of hushed nurses and doctors who were wide-eyed and stood hovering the still body of a young woman with disarray pink hair and half-lidded green eyes. The machines were in full mode, the mask was over her pink lips and nose, the liquids dripped sensuously in the containers leading into her wrist and the heart rates and pulse was connected to her index finger. The rest of her body was plugged up to the life-giving and recording machines, every repeating florescent green zigzag patterns on the black graphing scene had covered over the coma life of her young apprentice, depending the minutes, hours, and years she would live with another breath.

The older blond woman nearly collapsed seeing this, slapping her hand over her peach lips she stared at Sakura lying there like that. The nurses came around, hoisting the leader with their supporting arms and crying words to snap her out of this horrible trance that caught her in many scenarios when she had been through with the last three precious people she cured for who all pirouetted up in same position just like that.

"Hokage-sama!" they cried, one nurse in a white garb handed her a clay cup of tea close to her face, "Drink this Hokage-sama!"

Her eyebrows crossed to the apex of her nose, she shoved the inviting tea away, her anger ignited through this moment of weakness, "Get off me! Get back to work! We have a life to save here!" she shouted, blocking whatever desire to lie down. Everyone was scared of her temperamental fits and went back to their positions, ever so glancing at the powerful kunoichi.

She stepped over the body of Haruno Sakura, the spiraling fog of breath had misted under her plastic breathing mask, hovering the smaller body with sadness in her golden brown eyes. She stood over her like an obelisk, wanting to mourn for her but she needed to show her strength for the both of them. Tsunade picked up a blanket sheet covering slightly over Sakura's thighs, bringing it up to her voluptuous chest.

She fingered the thin fabric, looking affectionately at the girl.

"I won't lose another one," Tsunade murmured strongly, and with the wave of her quick hand, the blanket fell over the pink-haired girl's shoulders.

Unknowingly to anyone over her frozen body, she gripped her fists and she breathed more hastily to herself. She lifted her eyes slightly, and only slightly, only seeing blurs of the outside world. The young woman woke up with what felt like a new year's hangover, yes, one of the worst kinds, she sat up straight and gripped the side of her head hesitantly as she groaned and coughed into her hand. Spittle had wet around her lips, as she wiped them off roughly with the back of her hand. She pushes her heavy body up with her outstretched body from the branch of a tree—

Wait, what? The young woman accidentally tripped over the leafy branch, and fallen off the high tree landing face-first hard on the ground with an echoing scream. The hood of her white tunic had fallen over her pink hair, covering every out-of-place strand as she gripped her probably fractured ribs painfully.

She spat out dirt from her mouth nastily, and pulled herself up. Leaves she had ripped off with her fallen body from the branches had fallen on her like funeral flowers on some pitifully joke of a dead person.

"…how…did I end up…in a tree?" she muttered angrily. The last she remembered was being in a grassy land surrounded by a bunch of heavily scented sunflowers, she kneeled on all threes with her arm over her taut stomach. The rim of her white hood had covered her sights and all she saw was the messy bangs of her pink hair, and the yellow brown dirt road.

A squeak was heard from a distance, then a stammering of footsteps came running after.

"Where am I?" she asked, lifting up the hood slightly to look around.

"Oh my goodness! Are you injured?" a small high-pitched feminine voice was heard, bringing her attention to an equally small pair of wicker-sandaled white-socked feet.

She squealed in shock, fallen backwards on her behind and winced again in pain. She hid her eyes from the blinding light of the sun with the long sleeve of her white garment as she hoisted herself up in a sitting position with her legs bent to her chest.

"Oh! Are you alright, miss!" the small girl asked again, bending down with an outstretched hand, "I-I saw you fall out of t-that tree, I was afraid you were going to die or something! Are you okay?"

Sakura ran her dry tongue over the back of her straight teeth, tasting dirt and grass, and she spat out some more, "I'm okay…"

"But you fell out of a tree!" the small pair of feet cried disbelievingly, "You must have had some broken bones or—"

"It's nothing I can't heal," Sakura blabbered, the hood still covered her eyes when she looked around absentmindedly, "Uh, where are you…?"

She could have imagined a confused look on the stranger's face, "You have your hood on, miss. Are you, um, sure you're okay?"

"Oh," Sakura slapped herself mentally, "I'm fine," she lifted up the thick fabric from her face, fluttering her lashes slightly to get used to the light. She heard that same gasp coming from the girl, but didn't seem to care, "Am I still in Hidden Leaf?" she whispered, looking up to see a small petite girl, who looked to be about fifteen years old.

The pale-skinned girl had long light brown hair tied up into a beautiful spade bun with red beaded pins to hold up the messy strands, with the small shade of brown eyes, a small nose, flushed cheeks caused by the heat, and small lips of pink. She was adorned in mauve pink and white kimono with lighter shades of rose circle patterns on the sleeves, she was holding on a small basket of sewing supplies. The girl was obviously quite pretty, but it wasn't her good looks had got Sakura to worry a little.

She had stared at her with definite shock, like she saw a ghost or something, her cheeks were red from embarrassment as she looked into her pale face, "Um, m-miss! You, err, I-I mean—"

"What do you mean…?" Sakura asked, confused, "I don't have a broken nose do I?"

"No! I just, um, I-I mean, I—"

The kunoichi looked up at her with frustration, tired from her stammering. She stood from her painful seated form, but standing only made it more painful from the fallen tree impact, and she smiled nicely when she stood her tall height. Sakura was about a few inches taller than the younger woman, and dusted off her very short skirt with one of her hands tiredly.

"Look, if you don't mind, I'd like to know if I am still in Hidden Leaf because it seems to me I need to—"

"You have green eyes!" the girl piped, a few seconds too late. Sakura looked at her stunned.

What did it matter whether or not she had what color eyes or another?

"Huh?" she voiced out rudely, though she didn't mean to.

"Y-You have g-green eyes! I-I never s-seen a person w-with green eyes b-before!" the girl blushed, when she noticed she was stuttering again. She adjusted her voice and held out a hand for a shake, "My name is Fuu! What's yours?"

"Um," not that the medic-nin didn't like greetings, "I need get back home, I just fallen out of a tree and I'm pretty much tired. So if you can please show me a way back to Hidden Leaf or take me to an inn, perhaps—"

The girl named Fuu was still pretty much happy-go-lucky, still pressuring her for an introduction and her ribs did hurt, "My name is Haruno Sakura," she said grudgingly, having no idea what's going on, "Where am I exactly?"

"You're in Edo! Nice to meet you Haruno Sakura!" Fuu piped, then scanned her eyes curiously over the woman's shapely legs quite enviously, "Isn't that, um, dress a little too short?" she asked, her face was reddening from asking such a rude question.

Sakura twirled in the conversation, saying things very absentmindedly as she tried her best to skid off the subject and find her way out of this mess, "Sure, I suppose, for ninjas—"

Fuu shot her eyes back at the girl, "You're a ninja?"

"Uh, yeah…don't you know this sign?" the kunoichi moved her aching arm to the side, the gleaming metal plate of her hitae-ate strapped over her right forearm.

Fuu looked over it with narrowed eyes, having completely no idea what it meant, "What is that for?"

"The sign that I am a Hidden Leaf ninja," the concussion to the head really began to spin around in her head, causing her stumble backwards just a little. She began to spill out a few words there and then, without knowing what she was really saying, like she was drunk, "So I'm in Edo, eh? Is that far from Konoha, maybe? Woo! Is it hot in here or what?"

The brunette looked at the older woman with concern, "A-Are you okay?"

"Of course I am!" Sakura barked, placing a hand on her hip while her knees bent together, "Why wouldn't I…I…err, be?"

Then she fell over like the London Bridge.

To Be Continued

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