Sorry for the wait!
I know I haven't done the disclaimer in awhile,
so here it is: I do not own Naruto. P.S. I like long reviews.
Chapter Twelve
The woods were silent, except for the chirping of crickets, and croaking of frogs. Everything was peaceful. It didn't last long however. The birds scattered as three blurs came dashing through the trees. One was black, one pink, and one silver. It was none other than Sai, Sakura,and Satire, respectively. They were on their way back to Konoha, or in Satire's case, going there for the first time. They had been traveling for two days, without stopping.
Sai looked over at Satire. She seemed to be lagging behind and was panting quite hard. He looked ahead of him at Sakura. She didn't seem to notice her sister having trouble keeping up. He sighed and sped up a little, until he was running beside of her. "Hey hag?" Sakura glared at him. She didn't feel like arguing with his little jibe. "What do you want Sai?" "We've been going like this for two days. Don't you think we should stop and rest for awhile? Your sister is not exactly a ninja, and she's having some trouble keeping up." Sakura blinked and looked behind herself. Satire was indeed starting to fall behind. Sakura felt ashamed of herself for forgetting that her sister still needed more rest than either her, or Sai. She nodded and spoke aloud. "Alright, let's stop here. We've made pretty good progress anyway."
Satire looked up at hearing this. Sakura was standing on the ground, waiting for her to come down from the tree. Finally! She thought, hopping down herself. "Are you alright?" Sakura asked. Satire nodded. "Just a little tired that's all." Sai grunted. A little tired my foot. He went over to his bag and started digging out food supplies. "We're going to need some wood if we are going to make a fire." Sai said. "You're right. Come with me Satire." "Hai." They walked off into the woods, leaving Sai to assemble the tents.
The women were silent for awhile, trying to gather some decent firewood. Eventually Satire spoke. "What's it like?" Sakura turned to her, a pile of sticks in her arms. "What is what like?" Satire sat down. "Being a ninja, Konoha, your friends. Anything." Sakura thought for a minute. "Well, I suppose it will be alright to tell you now, but we can't keep Sai waiting for too long." She sat down beside of her. "Let's see. Being a ninja is different for everyone. Some people, like the Akatsuki for instance, only want power. They take over people's lives and destroy them, just to prove that they can do something. Others, like myself, train everyday so that they can help the people who are precious to them. We want to be acknowledged as more than a strong individual, and teammate. I suppose that's why it irks me to no end to be called weak. I'm sure there are others that feel that way also.
Satire stared at her. "How anyone can call you weak, after what I saw you accomplish with father, they must be out of their minds." She lowered her head, covering her eyes with her bangs. "Still...I would give anything to become as strong and caring as you one day." The breeze whipped by, blowing their hair around their faces. Sakura stared, wide eyed at her sister. Then she gave a soft smile. "I have faith in you. With a little hard work and training, I have no doubt that you will fulfill that wish. Keep your mind set on that goal, and don't let it be tainted. That's what I did. Satire giggled. "I suppose you're right. Thank you, Sakura." Sakura nodded.
After a little bit, she stood up. "It's getting dark. We better be heading back, before Sai sends one of his painted animals after us. I'll tell you about Konoha while we are eating." Satire grunted. "As if that emotionless psycho would care about where we were." She got up and followed Sakura anyway. Satire glanced sideways at her sister with a little smile on her face. What I said earlier was true. I'm tired of being the only one who is not a ninja. One day Sakura, I'll show you, I can be just as good a ninja as you. I give my word.
When they got back to the clearing, they found that Sai had already set up two tents and had a pot ready to boil. "Everything is in place, but where is Sai?" Sakura asked, looking around. "I'm right here." They looked over at the tree where he hopped down from, dragging a dead tiger with him. Satire screamed. "What in the world are you thinking!? We have food in our bags that we can cook!" She ran over to the tiger and started crying. "You poor, poor animal. Did the mean man hurt you too much?" Sai blinked at her antics and shrugged. "I wanted meat, and the tiger was already dead when I found it anyway." Satire glared at him. "Emotionless psycho." She mumbled. Sakura just sweat dropped. "Well, let's get our food ready."
After much talking and eating (Satire refusing the tiger), they finally went to bed. Sai started snoring immediately, while in the next tent, the girl's stayed awake. Sakura was about to fall asleep when she heard her name being called. "Sakura?" She looked over at Satire, who was lying beside of her. "Yes?" "All of your friends sound very interesting to me, however I can't help but notice that you never spoke of a boyfriend, or lover. Do you not have one?" Sakura winced at the thoughts of Sasuke that came to her head. How she wished that he hadn't left, that he could have stayed and grew closer to her. She sighed. No use thinking of the could haves. "It's a long story to explain Satire, and I'd rather not talk about it right now." She rolled over to her side. "It hurts too much." Satire looked at Sakura's back with lowered eyes. "Okay, I understand. I'm sorry about whatever happened. I'll just forget we ever had this conversation. Goodnight Sakura." She turned over and turned the lamp that was sitting beside of her off. There was darkness and silence.
The next day, at around ten in the morning, the three ninja's were going at full speed once more. Only this time, Sakura was carrying Satire on her back. "Sakura, you can put me down. I know I can't maintain speed with you two for very long just yet, but I think I can go from here." Sakura shook her head. "That's alright Satire, you're not very heavy, and besides we're almost there, so I'll let you off when we reach the gates." Satire sighed. "You and your super strength." "Hn, deal with it frilly. Ugly's stubborn when it comes to getting somewhere on time." Satire glared at him. "What did you call me you emotionless psycho?" Sakura laughed. "That's just Sai, and besides, you do wear dresses a lot." She looked ahead. "Ah, finally, we're here." Satire's eyes widened at the humongous gates looming before her. Sakura grinned at her expression. "You think this is amazing, just wait till you get inside. Satire, welcome to Konoha."