Prologue
It all began with one word. Goodbye.
It all seemed like an eternity of silence. Looking forth into the abyss all that her eyes could now see was the silhouette of the place she called home…all of the remnants of her being were shattered the day she decided to show him how much she cared. She heaved a great sigh and moved forth.
Never again would she be weak.
And now it was time.
Time for her to protect them..
So she would leave.
Disappear beyond the horizon carrying with her the burden that had cursed his life.
Looking back everything she had accomplished looked so…. Pathetic. Yes, it was true that she had grown stronger in the years of turmoil that she and her friends have experienced—from the Chuunin exams to Sasuke's retrieval—she had indeed grown wiser, stronger. The once timid young girl was now a determined young woman. She was now praised as one of Konoha's finest…one who could surpass even the skills of the Godaime herself.
And yet…
Her heart could not take the torment. And for this…she was weak.
The rain fell steadily from the heavens…funny how the sky reflected the pain in her heart…how the rain represented the tears she has shed throughout the years.
And yet…
All she could do was look back.
Look back and never return.
This was the only way…the only way she could protect them from her…
Was this what she felt when he left?
Perhaps…
Then again…he sought power when she knew she did not deserve it…she wanted not an escape…she would not leave to find power or to find an escape.
She was leaving to find an end.
And in this…lay the only method in preventing the horrors that should befall the ones she loved.
Though, deep within her she half-heartedly hoped that he would come. Come and stop her… convince her to stay just as she did the day he turned his back and left.
But he didn't.
No one did.
"You're nothing but a weak foolish girl! You don't deserve the right to be called Shinobi!"
His voice still rang as a constant reminder in her mind. She was weak…even after all that she had been through since the day he left…until the day he came back… all was the same.
She was still weak.
Weak in his eyes.
Pathetic in hers.
Easily preyed upon by emotion…easily swayed by infatuation…
She was weak.
She hated it.
And yet…she could not escape it.
And now she had to leave…
She brushed aside the hair from her face and looked upon Konoha once more.
"In the end you we're right…goodbye…"
lalala short chapter I know. It's my first Sakura fic so plz plz be nice.