Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
It is cold and Sakura's fingers are freezing as she darts around the shop. Her steps are hurried and her stomach growls—she is hungry and has not eaten for days—and she trips over someone's foot.
Large brown eyes and pretty hair is what Sakura sees when she is picked up.
Sakura is panicking and her breathing is coming short.
"Oh, darling are you alright, where is your mother?" The lady coos, petting Sakura's hair.
And Sakura remembers yesterday—her mother's cooling body, those glassy blue eyes—and bursts into tears.
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