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Memories of loved and lost Cherry Blossems
Chapter 1
Forgotten Days
Night
Fear of the dawn,
How time moves us apart,
The emptiness never can fade,
Hearts can never be healed,
Tranquil days vanish,
Choices are made,
Roads taken on whim and roads taken on thought,
A meeting of farewells,
Of pain,
And deadly loneliness,
A scream,
A tear,
Hearts shatter,
Pieces caught before broken,
Locked away tightly,
Waiting for a day,
Time moves again,
A meeting of forevers…
She couldn't sleep. Every time that she got close enough for the darkness to claim her, she would awake before its grasp took hold of her. After an hour or two of fighting it off Sakura decided to leave her safe haven and go do her morning training exercises.
After a quick shower she changed into her outfit; a red sleeveless top and black shorts. Over a year ago she had stopped wearing her red dress and ditched it for a more form fitting simpler outfit that increased her speed and movements in battle. Her hair had grown out a little but only went a bit lower than her shoulders and she still wore her pink-locks as she had when she first became a ninja. Sakura had stopped being so self conscious and even though she didn't really care about her looks she was still the prettiest kunoichi in Konoha.
Sakura grabbed her pouch and her shuriken holder and left her apartment. The streets were empty and held a sort of eerie feeling to them. Sakura headed towards the woods and found her usual location. Ever since Sakura had become apprenticed to Tsunade-sama her skills had greatly increased. She had learned to canal her chakara into super human strength, healing abilities, and she could master at least ten new hand seals a day.
After three straight hours of training Sakura decided to end for now and head back home before she had to begin her duties. On her way home Sakura passed the flower shop that Ino's family owned. Sakura continued walking home since normally Ino would shoo her away because of all her customers.
"Hey Sakura!" Ino yelled. "Wait up for a second!"
Sakura turned around and waited for her friend to catch up.
"Thanks," Ino said. "How come you didn't come in today?"
Sakura shrugged. "You told me not to bother you cause of all the costumers."
"Yeah but today you could have," Ino replied with a smile.
"And why is that?" Sakura asked looking puzzled.
"Come on," Ino said in disbelief. "Guess."
Sakura tried to think of any reason why Ino would let her bother her today. It wasn't like toady was any sort of special day or something. And it wasn't like Ino had just seen Shikamaru again and wanted to blab about every little detail. Seeing Sakura confused Ino's face dropped and her lips formed into a frown.
"Sakura, don't tell me you forgot that today was your birthday?"
Sakura stared at Ino in disbelief and then finally realized the truth. She nodded silently and stared at the ground. It was her birthday. She had been trying over and over again to forget it. And now stupid Ino had to ruin all her work; two years of work down the toilet.
In an instant all of Sakura's sadness turned towards anger. The bitter hot feeling took hold of her, grasping hard and not letting her loose. Her mind couldn't think straight; her only urge was to have to feeling release her. Sakura turned towards Ino and the feeling took her over.
"You stupid fool," she spat. "You ruined everything."
It took all of Sakura's inner strength to avoid yelling and actually hitting Ino.
"Just stay out of my damn business," Sakura cursed. "And worry more about your own idiotic, perfect life!"
Sakura screamed the last sentence out and then turned on her heals and ran home. Ino didn't even try to stop her; it was her own damn fault anyway. Ino had forgotten not to mention that day, but bull; she had been the idiot and forgotten. She knew that nothing she did or said now could heal Sakura now. The last time that Ino had done something that stupid and tried to comfort Sakura… she didn't even want to remember it. Soon the pain would subside and Sakura would act like nothing had happened… that was even worse.
It had started to rain. The drops pelted Sakura as she ran, not even noticing a thing. Her face burned and she didn't stop until she arrived at her apartment. It was dark and gloomy, everything that Sakura was now. She looked out the window, finally noticing the rain. It sometimes felt like since she refused to let herself cry that nature could feel her pain and cried for her.
Sakura turned from the window and something caught her eye. In the corner of her room, on top of her dresser, was a picture from when she had first been assigned to team seven. In back was Kakashi, in the middle she stood, and on either sides were her teammates; glaring angrily at each other. She tried to focus on Naruto and Kakashi but her eyes kept staring at him.
She continued staring until her body began to burn. Her head banged with pain and her mind began to go blank. The room began to spin and all went silent. The pain in her head slowly moved towards her neck, only worse. Sakura scratched her neck in frustration and hit her head against the wooden bed post. Her neck became more painful and her arms began to feel hot and her mouth filled with a vile taste. Her senses became over powered with a putrid smell and her whole body felt sickeningly wet and sticky.
Sakura cried out in a mixture of rage and fright.
All she was able to hear was an annoying dripping sound. It drove her crazy. She grasped her head and tried to force it out of her thoughts. Every time she tried to force it out something new entered her mind.
A voice seemed to call out to her, telling her to let go. Each time the voice got stronger and her reluctance withered. A figure seemed to form from the voice and took shape. Sakura longed to go to the figure. She knew that if she went that the pain would end and she would be safe.
Her neck burned painfully again. Sakura let the figure take hold of her. Her mind went blank.
And all her pain vanished with the coming darkness.
what do ya think? i like to keep my readers guessing! next chap gets more interesting and we get to meet some other friendly faces too! i'm hopeing to get some good reviews from new and returning reviewers! but if i don't get a bunch i might start to focus more on my other story or stop updating so quick with this one. PLEASE REVIEW MY FIC! also what about that poem i made up in the begining... try and guess what it's about!