Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
There is a garden on the roof of the Okiya.
Sometimes the clients are taken up there if they like exhibitionism—Sakura's still unsure as to what exhibitionism and half of the terms that are used here mean—but more often than not, they find the little, damp crowded overturned earth annoying.
They say that fucking—again, Sakura's asked to what that word means but Akiko-sama stoutly refuses and complains about 'lack of innocence'—in a garden rooftop shouldn't be this horrible. The ground, they complain, is as tough as rocks and there is no shrubbery. They say that the railings are rusted over and that the release of others is apparent.
Sakura loves the garden.
Akiko-sama hates it.
Ever since she was little, Sakura and her mother (the mother with the dark blue eyes and pale blonde hair, choking up blood and staring at the ceiling) loved to plant. Her first mother said that planting is giving love.
It's giving love to the surroundings around you, to show that you can nurture other things and not only in yourself.
Sakura decides she will work with the garden.
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