TITLE: Already Over?
PAIRING: SakuIno breakup/unknown for now
SUMMARY: Sakura walks in on Ino- her girlfriend of two years- and the blonde is cheating on her! when they break up, will Sakura live her life like she's always wanted, or is it Already Over? -NO FLAMERS!!!!-
RATING: T
AUTHORESS'S NOTE: I seem to have collected a group of Anti-K.L.K fans. Eek. I just blocked one, and now they're all "WE HATE YOU!" and all that! all because I wrote a ANTI-SasuSaku! Sheesh! I gotta go delete more of the hate-reviews... this is NOT a thing I enjoy. I positively LOATHE having to do this to them, but...I will not tolerate anything like this. And I hope they don't somehow get hundreds of people, or even ten, to spam my stories. that would just set me off the edge and I wouldn't get back on for a month, so I wouldn't become as lowly as they have. I am sorry, for them, that they seem to have not even read my stories or tried to appreiciate the work and the bottled-up emotions I put into these fanfics, but I suppose this would've happened sooner or later. although I hoped for the latter. Okay, I want to get started on this, since I love this fanfic half to death. not TO death though. that seems like a silly expression to me...ahah...deep thinking whilst typing is great for the sleep-deprived authors and authoress's, ne? and I'll try to scan out the typos that keep reappearing. Since I'm a BETA for someone now... I don't want to set a bad example, ne?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own straight A's, so tell me HOW I could own Naruto? XD exactly. So, I DON'T OWN.
Sakura's eyes closed, just as her provided alarm clock beeped as it flashed to life.
"dammit." she cursed. yet another night with no sleep, and yet another swipe of her chakra was needed to hide the purply bruising from the old blood leaking from her capillaries below her tired, nearly soulless eyes.
'Why do I have to deal with insomnia? haven't we gone through this before?' she said tiredly in her mind.
'Hai, Kit, but I'm afriad I can't help with this. You'll need to adapt, but I and Inner will try to soothe you to sleep, alright?' Usui said motheringly.
'Hai, Saku-chan! I'll try my best! luuuullabbyyyy, luuuullllaaabbyyyy, luuuulllaaabyyy, sweeeeet kunoooichi...' the inner sang in sweet tones.
'NOT NOW!' the two rounded on her.
'Okay, gomen, gomen!' the disgruntled inner self rubbed the back of her head with her eyes closed in an apoligetic smile.
the door rattled in it's frame as someone banged on it loudly. "OI! Bitch! time to get up!" Hidan's voice roared.
she rolled her eyes. "whatever ya bastard! Jeeze, go fuck yourself!" she growled back, instantly in a bad mood. she was sleep-deprived, heartbroken, and just a little angsty still. "And give me a few minutes! Jashin-sama, you're annoying!"
she could feel his pause of shock on the other side of the door. "...you...you know who Jashin-sama is?" he said, disbelieveingly.
"Hai, Hai, some of my clan worshipped him, but not enough to become immortal as you have. I picked up the habit from them." she rolled her eyes as she pulled on her clothing. "I used to have a rosary, but after my clan died I couldn't find it, so I forgot all about it..."
outside the door, the Jashinist was wide-eyed. another person who knew about Jashin! he guessed she wasn't such a bitch after all. maybe he'd even get her to join him in his immortal life!
she rolled her eyes. "I know what you're thinking. and NO. Usui can give me immortality any time I need it, but I'd rather not. Too boring. I'd rather live life in my namesake." she sighed.
he shook his head. "Why? a Cherry Blossom only lives a short life, a brillant one, but then it withers away..."
she shrugged. "I guess I'd rather get everything over with... I'm tired of being in pain. so why shouldn't I just live it out as quick as I can to end the suffering?"
he gaped at the door as he heard the faint sound of her gear going into place. "What happened to you to make you like this? From what I can tell, you were supposedly a happy, normal person! sheesh, what turned you this cold?"
she opened the door and stepped outside it. "I'm not cold. I'm just...empty. I feel almost nothing but pain and loneliness. it cannot be helped, and since I am accostomed to it, I will keep living life this way...since it's how I know how." she finished with her eyes blanked, the pain and hurt masked with her false front.
he looked guiltily at her. "I-I...I'll just go now." he hastily made his exit. she made him uncomfortable, with those pain-filled stares and her obvious emptiness and loneliness, and with him at a loss at what to do to make that dissapear.
she sighed. "I'll just go get breakfast... then go training." she murmured to herself, then quickly made her way silently through the hallways.
she entered the dining room soon enough. she sat at her spot, between the feminine blonde man and the hooded guy with the odd, yellowish eyes. She stayed silent. she didn't want to talk. Hidan avoided her gaze and avoided looking at her. Tch. he needed to get over it, the idiotic immortal.
she twiddled with her thumbs and looked up at the rest of the members, and saw they were all staring at her.
"Sakura-chan, how was your sleep?" Pein asked, breaking the silence the room seemed to be heavily draped in.
she shrugged. "I guess alright..." she put even portions on her plate of toast and eggs, eating in even portions as well. she knew that they were staring at her still.
the minutes passed, and then the others gradually started thier own conversations. Itachi was even talking! sheesh. she was more antisocial than the Uchiha. Greeeeeeeat.
"I am going to go train, Mina." she muttered as she stood, pushing in her chair. everyone quieted. "please, do not bother me..."
she left the room without as much as a sound from her heel hitting the tiled flooring.
she walked out to the furthest underground training place, and got into her fighting stance, then concentrated as Inner conjured up some clones, and since Inner would be controlling them, it would be just like a regular battle. Just like always.
When a shadowed person came walking up, hiding in the trees that somehow grew there- a jutsu, perhaps- what he saw was simply terrifying.
a demonicly bloodthirsty, purple-eyed Haruno Sakura would be anything to make less stronger ones than the Akatsuki to run. thought he did flinch a tiny bit when she locked eyes with him after killing the last clone.
"what do you want?" she asked tonelessly as the eyes swirled into her viridian green orbs, and her appearance became less demonic.
"I wanted to ask you what is wrong, Haruno-san. Pein-sama and Konan-sama have had nothing to tell me, and I am worried for the only female besides Konan who has earned my respect." he replied.
"Sasori-san, do not be so formal with me. I have very little worth. And why the hell would you be worrying for the one who killed you?" her rosette eyebrow rose minutely.
"because. you are now a comrade, and as I have said, you have earned my respect. So, please tell me." he said, as he stepped into the light from the overhead flourescant lights, revealing his red hair and dark brown eyes. "I will keep persisting, so you might as well tell me."
she sighed. "let's go to the roof. I find it easier to talk when it is not so uncomfortable."
soon they were sitting on the roof, overlooking the rainy landscape from under the linen awning stretched over the roof's top.
"You want to know why I am like you see me today?" she asked.
"Hai." he nodded. "and I want you to tell me now, because I want to understand you a little better.
she nodded, and they sat down on the concrete there.
"It all started with my family... they were abusive, as you might have heard. I never liked them. One day they went too far and almost killed me, so Usui snapped. and killed them all, no less. So, I have no guilt about that. I am glad my body was used to destroy such scum as those who I share blood with. Then I met Pein and Konan. I was happy, for four years. I'm surprised some of the first members did not recognize me...such as Kakuzu, Kisame...or even Zetsu. Or maybe they did. or maybe they just forgot about me. I don't really care... But this was my first real family, home, and my first happy memories. all I'd known before was pain and lonliness. no friends whatsoever, and everyone had mistreated me for my hair colour and my general bloodline. then, I requested to be dropped off in Konohagakure to go to the academy- and even though I had been taught, and taught well many, many skills- I wanted to become a official Kunoichi. perhaps grow to be a regular kunoichi. But when I got there, it was even more pain and suffering. Bullies, if you must know. I didn't have a friend until..." her breath caught in her throat. "...Ino..." she hesitated saying her name out loud, the wounds on her heart still bleeding, fresh, and painful.
he looked at her. "Ino?" he questioned.
"Hai. Yamanaka Ino." she nodded.
"what is it about this...person...that you feel so strongly about?" he asked, curiously. almost like a little kid.
"Well...she was my first everything...my first friend, my first best friend, my first kiss...my first time...my first time being truly in love..." she smiled at the warm memories, but her heart constricted in pain, and she grunted in pain as she furrowed her brow and clenched a fist above the spot.
"Haruno-san? what is happening?" he asked.
she sighed. "my heart is hurting...because of something Ino did..."
he nodded. "please, go on...I wish to know more about her."
she nodded. "Well, throughout the years, we became more and more in love. two or so years ago...we professed it for each other... everything was great, until our two-year anniversary. I had felt her distance for some time, and when I had gone into her room to give her flowers and take her on her dream date- she was in bed, with a man that was not familiar to me. the flowers I guess were destroyed by my chakra... and then the worst thing ever happened."
he tilted his head. "what?"
she looked at him. "she said she loved him...and...and that she couldn't be with me anymore. I left there, and went straight to my apartment, packed up my things and got dressed in my akatsuki outfit, and then left without a note or anything to tell of my dissapearance. it's also a reason why they think I'm dead. but I couldn't bear to live there anymore...having to live with the pain of a broken heart, in the place that smelled of the very one who broke it isn't a great idea..." she closed her eyes. "I searched all of the bases, and after three weeks, I came here... so there's my story. I have only a few ties with my village, and those are severed, now that they have labeled me deceased." she finished, and opened her eyes, to look at him once more.
he tilted his head. "I want to help you." he all of a sudden blurted out after a period of silence.
"Nani? why would you want to help me?" he eyes dimmed. "why not a person who you could help quickly and then they'd have worth. I'm simply too broken to even fix anymore."
he shook his head. "Art is eternal. but I want to help you, to soothe the pain you must feel... to heal the woulds caused by that Ino girl, to help you feel things again, as I cannot."
she gave him a tiny, but fake smile. "I have opened up to you. but I simply am numb anymore. I feel nothing...and the prospect at feeling again scares me the tiniest bit. after a long time of nothing but pain, you start to find it familiar."
he shook his head as he stood. "then let's make it the emotion or feeling you feel the least." he looked down at her, in his now human body, as he extended his hand for her to take. "come. we can go to the living room and talk more or just hang out there..."
she got up using his hand- always the polite person- and nodded. "sure..." she strolled with him to the living room, and wasn't pleased to see at least three of the other members there. So, in essence, she would try to be as invisible as possible.
...she was doomed.
"Hello Pinkie-chan! how are you? why are you with Sasori-sempai?" Tobi asked hyperly.
"training." she muttered. "and call me Sakura, if you want."
he got a chibi blush on the outside of his mask. "Okay, Sakura-sempai!"
she stared at him. "just...keep using pinkie-chan." she sweatdropped, as she padded over to the couch and sat down, twiddling with the hem of her shirt.
"Sakura-san... why do you look downtrodden?" Itachi asked curiously.
her eyes hardened into emeralds and locked with his ruby ones fearlessly. "It is part of my past. I would rather forget it. do not ask me about it again." she growled slightly. her eyes flashed purple, and everyone in the room widened thier eyes.
remembering her ferocious nature at the door the day before, he nodded silently then took a seat far away from the rosette Akatsuki.
she sighed. "I apologize for my outburst." she stood, and started to make her way to the hallway, in the direction of her room. "...do not bother me...please." with those toneless words, she quickly dissapeared down the hallway.
'I want to solve the mystery that is you, Haruno Sakura... to heal those wounds and make you smile once more, with true happiness...' Sasori silently vowed inside his mind, as he walked to his room as well. He needed to think.
Within the Blossom's room, a very distressed and empty-feeling Haruno sprawled on her bed, staring up at the cieling. 'why do I feel so empty? everytime I try to summon my tears, I cannot let them fall...even when I am completely alone. what has happened to me? I know heartbreak is powerful but...could I really be fully broken? my heart shattered, as it feels? grah...this is confusing, and yet at the same time...I cannot bring myself to care.' he eyes closed, and her breathing evened out as she finally went to a restful sleep, as she had needed for quite some time.
Unfortunately, due to the mere horrific events and the things that had happened to her recently, she'd been experiencing some nasty nightmares...some of which that she knew could become a reality. and some of which caused her control to loosen quite a bit on Usui and her demonic blood. But, that doesn't mean much. she was more in control of herself than many could boast untruthfully.
That's the way she had lived, though. she didn't sleep alot when she was littler, due to her fear of losing control. She'd always been exhausted, barely keeping up with her grades and struggling with the bullies, she had let her hair grow longer, having no time nor energy to cut it.
So, to her nightmare...hopefully, somebody will wake her before it gets too bad.
0o0-THE DREAM...-0o0
pink hair whipped around the small girl's head as her pupils dialated. she knew this place. The arua of it was pure evil and anguish, a place where her suffering only increased tenfold. the Haruno household.
She had heard thier whispers for so long, about this very day. this very time. She knew this could not be an aid for her survival, so it must be threatening it.
'let me out, kit...let me out...' the motherly demon whispered to her from the depths of her mind.
'I cannot.' she frowned. 'to do so would be against all I stand for. Gomen, Usui.'
lightning flashed in the sky as the rain started to pour down on the small girl in buckets, and she raised her pale, innocent face to the sky to look up at the grey clouds. her hand clutched her jashinist rosary, as the lightning flashed again, rumbling with thunder a seond later.
"In the rain, nobody can see you cry..." she whispered, but the tears wouldn't come. She knew, no matter how hard she would try, that they wouldn't come. she was a numb husk of a young girl. the little three year old was quite advanced- considering the clan she was from, this was not a humongous surprise in the least- but the progress she had made worried and terrified the other Haruno, who had loathed her since they knew Usui resided within her.
So, in essence, ever since she had first shown those bright purple eyes...after her first birthday.
the little girl shook her head. this was not to time, nor place to slip into memories and the like. her hair was sopping wet, and it stuck closer to her head as she shook it, the strands flying everywhere and spraying water on the rainy landscape. it had been raining for a long time now... she remembered the sunshine only just barely... she shook her head once more and entered the house, looking around at the shadowy hall, wondering where everyone was.
"Gotcha, you demon girl!" a teenage Haruno boy yelled as he captured her in a fishing net, and entangled in the net were little charms that burned Sakura's bare skin.
"O-Ow! Itaii! what are you doing, Hiroshi?" she whispered with her viridian eyes open wide. her own brother? how...how could he!? he always had treated her better than the rest! why now, did her only confident do this to her? "w-why...?"
"because. Otousama promised me that I would be next in line if I did this." his greyish green eyes flew to her scared viridian ones.
she gasped, and her hands tightened into little fists, her flesh smoking slightly from the charms scattered throughout the net, rubbing against the burn marks from before as they walked down the hallway, with her dangling from the one-handed grip of Hiroshi, being as strong as he was. "That's breaking tradition! the females rule the Haruno clan!" she growled. the clan had been peaceful ever since that had happened, in the last century. her necklace was the only soothing feeling on her pained body, and she knew that Jashin was extending some of his pity to her. somehow...and someway.
"Oh well! Otousama has taken control of the clan! Okaasama conceeded to him earlier this day!" he shot back.
"by her own will," the tiny rosette started. "or was she forced?"
her older brother stayed silent.
"that's right. you helped break her spirit, didn't you, Aniki?" she used his true title to really get into his head. "Poor Okaasama...she can't even trust her own blood and flesh that she birthed." she sighed and rested- with some difficulty- her head on her hand. "I wonder if she'll still be sane in a week? or will she slowly starve herself, and wither away? Or perhaps she'll escape to Yukigakure to die in her homeland. Oh, choices, choices..." the little girl licked her lips, smirking. "Or maybe she'll just slit her wrists or neck, just to end it? Oh, the glorious blood will fly up from her severed veins and splatter the walls and drip from the cieling onto her mutilated and broken body, as her handclutches her sillvery hair one last time as those pretty sapphire eyes shut for the last time, as those ruby-red lips whisper, 'Oh, if only Hiroshi had helped me, I would be alive.' and then her heartbeat would slow--"
"SHUT UP!" he yelled. "just..." he trembled all over, paling at the mere image of his mother's death. "s-shut up, Imouto. s-she's fine... the Haruno will live better now, with the males in thier true place as alpha!"
"But," she interjected. "Will that keep the branch members' hate at bay? Will it keep the peace? will it help the Haruno to become stronger? No. it will be the death of all Haruno. the Males will take all the females, thus destroying our precious jutsus and built-in adaptions! the males can overpower us, but we are the true power of the Haruno." she spoke unwaveringly, and then her head was smashed into several of the charms and she winced as they burnt her skin. Her brother had struck her. "O-Oniichan..." she whispered.
the rest of the walk was in silence. they went to a room, where there was a larger charm in the shape of a aztecian medallion- a larger one of the ones she found entwined on the net- and she gritted her fangish teeth as she noticed the chains and restrains all across the large medallion, ready for a small girl....her.
She knew this day would come, when they would try to kill her. she was unafraid of what was to come. if she died, she died. if she lived, she'd just get killed off later in life. either ended in death.
she turned her cool eyes to the man in the white robes, now with the Haruno Leader's Katana strapped to his waist.
"You will die, Demon Girl." he hissed as he walked up to her, and ripped the rosary from her neck, throwing it into the corner to be forgotten, the full effect of the burning charms and pain hitting the small girl's miind all at once. her eyes watered slightly from the pain.
she didn't say anything. she just looked into his yellow eyes that were half hidden by ragged red hair. hateful eyes. cold eyes. eyes of a murderer, wife beater, and abuser of the small, and defenseless.
eyes of someone who deserved to die.
she was ripped from the net, then slammed down on the medallion resting on the wooden floor. "I-Itai!" she gasped, the metal burning her arms, legs, and the back of her neck as stars danced in her eyes from the sudden loss of air. her body spasmed as a few smoke tendrils rose from her reddened skin. Usui worked hard to try and heal, but couldn't keep up with the gigantic medallions' effect.
Sakura's father, Kirosho, stood and chanted some old, lost tongue, and the pinkette screamed in pain, the high-pitched sound rising to match the level of the chanting.
all of a sudden her eyes glowed crimson purple, and her canines lengthened to be as long as a large wolf's. her nails grew, and with a flash of purple chakra, swiped through the chains.
the man's eyes widened. "no! n-no! this is impossible! NOOOO!" with that, his head was chopped off.
Sakura's body grinned as a black tail and black ears sprouted from her head and tailbone. "who's next?" she asked as she flexed her claws that were dripping with acidic poison.
after the last head had rolled- her brothers'- she fell to her knees. Usui was exhausted. she slunk back to her dark abode deep in Sakura's mind, soothing the girl's injuries with a tiny bit of her chakra, then passed out on the hard floor as she needed to rest.
Sakura's eyes wandered around the room. "huh." she kicked aside her brothers' head. he was dead. they were all corpses. meaningless husks of what had once been her family. Oh well. they attoned for thier crimes.
she wobbled outside, tired and sore beyond belief. she combed her bloodied fingers with bits of flesh and hair in the nails through her blood-spattered hair, bits of bone caught in the tangle, as she had crushed bone along with flesh.
her white yukata was now ruined, her sandals now missing from her feet.
she collapsed in a puddle right outside the house, right where she'd been standing. she grasped for her rosary, only to remember that it was gone. forever. gone.
"In the rain...nobody can see you cry." she whispered again, breaking the silence filled with only the rain hitting the ground. she felt the muddy water underneath her hands and knees, and knew that she'd need to shed this yukata soon- or risk some sort of infection.
she moved her viridian orbs up to the grey sky. "the rain...the sky can cry...so why can't one that deserves to...like me...also cry?" she murmured.
she sat there for who-knows-how long, and then her eyes- which were still turned towards the sky- swivled towards the noise silently. a man with orange hair and piercings came walking up, his grey ringed eyes looking at her.
she silently reached her arms out. she knew this man wasn't hostile. he was only a teenager. albeit a older one, but he was a teenager. not a hateful adult.
"Konan...could you come here?" the man called out to a woman, and she came over, trekking through the mud with her blue hair and icy blue eyes looking at the child.
Sakura reached out her arms again. she stayed silent. she was running on instinct right now.
Konan stepped towards her, and picked her up carefully. "Pein, she has wounds. burn wounds. she's covered in blood." her eyes looked toward the house, and Sakura nodded.
the orange-haired man walked into the house.
for five minutes there was nothing but Konan's reassuring whispers to the small child.
then the piercinged Fuuma walked out. he smiled at Sakura, and ruffled her bloody, tangled hair. "she's coming with us."
Konan looked to the small girl. "can you speak? what's your name, Onna?"
Sakura looked between the two. "I-I'm Haruno Sakura. The survivor of the Haruno, and also it's just executioner."
Pein looked at the girl. "can you tell us your story?"
so she did.
0o0-END OF DREAM-0o0
Green eyes flew open and she shot up in her bed, the sheets dampened. her eyes closed. she grasped the place where her rosary she had as a comfort item used to be.
then she murmured the only one from her family of which she had ever felt any more than numbness for. the only reason she'd survived for so long. "Hiroshi-Oniichan."
K.L.K- DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!
Sakura- too true.
K.L.K- sorry for the update being RIDICULOUSLY late, but I'm BETA-ing now, for Mistress Solace, trying to get my homework done, my teeth now hurt- damn dentists' office!- I finished watching Karin (AKA Chibi Vampire), I'm trying to finish School Rumble this week, catch up on all the Naruto's I've missed- ALOT of them!- and trying to update things.
Hinata- G-gah. K.L.K-san, a-are you a-alright?
K.L.K- Hai, cutie!
Hinata- (blushes, then passes out)
Naruto- GAH! Hinata-chan! (catches her and tries to revive her)
K.L.K- Ahahah, poor Hina-chan...
Kakashi- now, please review.
K.L.K- ITAIII! (stands startled like Karin does) WTFH?! where the hell did you come from!?
Kakashi- my room...(points to his room)
K.L.K- (sweatdrops) Oh...right...
Sakura- well, Please review!