Sooo, I'm currently attempting to write another fan-fiction as well. But this idea came to me suddenly and I had to run with it! It's going to be a "ghost of christmas past" or "A christmas carol" esque story. Because I think it would be so interesting for Sarada to witness first hand what her dad was like during his "avenger" days. And eventually for her to understand why Sakura waited and patiently loved Sasuke. It's going to be romantic too and I'm super excited to flesh it out! And even want to put some situations from Sasuke's narrative! I'm relatively new to writing so constructive criticism is appreciated but please be kind! Thanks so much! Hope you enjoy it! Also, I know it starts a little randomly, I'll probably add or fix it later!
"I just hate how different our family is from other families! None of my friends have parents that act like you guys. I'm sick of having to explain how unconventional it is." Sarada yelled at her mother, tears filling her eyes and fogging her glasses.
Her mother makes a sad face before speaking to her. "Sarada, I know our family isn't the most normal. I understand that your dad isn't always around. But dad is out doing important things for the village and you know that, don't you?" Sakura smiles sadly at her daughter.
"I know that," Sarada yells to avoid the tears that threaten to spill over. "I know but what I really can't understand is why you're so weak, why you allow him to leave us here, why you allow him to not ever call or write."
At the words her daughter has just spoken to her, she is instantly reminded that yet another person in her life calls her weak. She has worked so hard at the hospital, building a mental health clinic, training harder than she ever had under her former master, Tsunade-sama. She was used to others calling her weak because she was always looked down upon by others for not being as strong as Sasuke and Naruto. But she really held her own and tried her best. For her own daughter to say something like that to her, unbeknownst of the weight it held for Sakura, broke her heart.
When Sakura gently speaks again she says, "I know you're hurt and upset right now. I know you need your dad, so do I, but I-"
"Like you care. You let him go off and do these things without giving a single crap about his family here. I hardly know him. He promised me he'd be here to train me for the Chunin exams and he isn't. Yet another disappointment he turned out to be." Sarada cuts in.
"Sarada, you do not speak about your father that way. He does everything he can to protect us, he loves u-"
"He doesn't love us, mom. We're convenient for him to return to when and if he wants." Sarada interrupts again.
"Sarada…" Sakura begins sadly.
Sarada hated upsetting her mother but she's had enough of the broken promises and an absentee father.
"Mom, I don't know how you can love him, I really don't. I don't know how you can stand to be married to someone that doesn't care. I know nothing about him, how he grew up, how you two even started. I just don't know how you fell in love with him and I don't know a single thing about his past. I don't even know a thing about what he's like now. I'm always left in the dark and whenever I ask questions, you don't answer a thing. I'm tired of being left in the dark. I'm tired of not knowing my family." Sarada spits out.
"Honey, I know it's hard for you to understand but Dad has a very complicated past and he would prefer to wait until you're older to-" Sakara is once again interrupted by her daughter.
"You know what? I'm not listening to the excuses anymore. I'm headed out." Sarada states without asking first.
"No, young lady. You're not. We need to talk about this." Sakura pleads.
Sarada feels her eyes brim with tears yet again. "We never talk mom. You just excuse him and never tell me a thing." Sarada runs out the door before her mother could respond.
Mom never tells me anything, I never see Dad. Uncle Naruto shys away from the topic everytime I ask. Sarada thinks.
If no one's going to tell me. I guess I'm going to have to do some digging and find out myself. I need to know my family and the history behind it. No more being in the dark about my own parents.
Sarada gently lifts her falling glasses to her face and wipes the remaining tears. She grabs her notebook and begins writing down possible ways to find out more.
"First stop," she hesitates, "the library. They have to have something on Dad. After all, Konohamaru sensei always talks about how legendary and history-making my parents and uncle Naruto were." She says to no one in particular.
And with that, Sarada heads to the library. Unaware that someone who plans to use Sarada's predicament, is watching intently.