I wanted this chapter to be Sakuras heart wrenching good bye, next chapter will definatley take place in the avengers world.
I wanted to display Sakuras feelings and Character in this particular chapter.
Special Shout outs to all my reveiwing peeps.
Calvin- I love you, and thank you for keeping up with my work,
Paper Reaper- I know the last chap was kind of sad, and this one might be a little worse, but i promise bad- ass Sakura shall come around, i just wanted to make it a hearfelt good bye.
srooone- I'm excited too ^^ I havent selected major pairing yet, but i am seriously considering pairing her with Banner because of as you said there alter egos, still not for sure yet ^^
to all my anonymous reviewers, first off thank you for taking the time to even read my story, I really appreciate it. You all prompted me to update and thus update i shall. I Made this chapter extra long, and i too have looked for a Sakura Avengers fic, and couldnt find one either...soooo... i wrote my own! duh duh duh! but i digress, please enjoy the text you are about to read. :)
keep your arms, head and feet inside the vehocle at all times, please enjoy the ride.
Sakura frowned as she paced down the lavish ramp leading away from the hokage's office. She had only Skimmed over mission briefing as of late and had only a few minute details.
Her mission was to serve as a medic for a group of known as the Avengers, from what she had gathered they were a team of very special members of society. She continued to pace down the polished bamboo floors and past a desk, ignoring the unpleasant red-head from that morning who apparently worked as a receptionist.
Sakura knew that the Hokage wanted her to remain under a low profile until it was time for her to leave. Carefully dulling her chakra down to a level of a mere civilian. She then took off her headband and put a genjutsu on herself to make her appear to be a girl, around twelve with brown hair and eyes. Using this disguise she exited the building and walked along the path that led to her small apartment in the hub of the city.
She used a short cut and once in a dark alley on Shuri way, just passes the broken river bridge she broke out into a heavy run and entered her home through the back door so no one could see her entrance. When she trudged through the door she took her genjutsu off and then allowed her coat to fall off of her tensed shoulders.
The pinkette left the light off because of the risk of someone seeing her in her apartment and alerting anbu. She used a used a small Flashlight and made her way to her closet. She pushed her clothing and things out of the way so she could go into the small nook that was just large enough for her to crouch in. Sakura used a gloved hand to reach up to the knob attached to the door and let the pitch black room consume her before brightening her flashlight. Here she read through the pages and pages of her mission packets.
Her world went crashing down.
The files started by naming off members of this "Avengers" group. The first page was a woman with red-hair that reminded her much of the receptionist whom had left a horrible "taste" in her mouth, she had rather large lips and was a fairly attractive woman had it not been for her "come near me and ill murder you gaze. She seemed rather arrogant in Sakuras mind judging from her pictures and specs. Alias "Black Widow."
The next file belonged to a Man named Steve Rogers. She didnt think it was possible for anyone to dress ouder than Naruto. She was wrong. He wore a combination of red-white-and blue stars and stripes all over his body. He was very well built, clean shaven, and looked etremely masculine while maintaining an innocence in his eyes. That seemed very impressive, especially in comparision to his combat skills and experience in war. Alias "Captain America".
Sakura looked up from the file in thought. What the hell was an America?
She looked at the files again before shifting her views to another file.
"Thor" Sakura laughed; Simple name, simple man. He looked like a kind man, he was very very built, he reminded her a bit of Ibiki in that way. He was rather attractive, but honeslty he needed a hair cut. He could give Ino a run more her money.
The thought of Ino made her heart wrench even more, Ino was her rival and she would be leaving everything behind including her .
She looked down again as she read for what seemed like hours. Tony Stark, Clint barton, and Bruce banner where files she continued to read as she moved on to the Second set of the packets. Bright red letters printed "History" across her view.
She opened the file and began to read. Fifteen minutes later she believed she was fairly enlightened in the horrible tragic history of the Shinobi nations.
Aparently from what she had read, in the 1940s after Captain America became a house hold name through out america (she learned it was a very important country.) Other various countries began to worry about there defenses. countries everywhere worked to develop super soldiers for use during war. As did Japan. Japananese officials used a small island neighboring them to serve as an extreme sicentific and military base. At this base they mutated selected civians with multiple serums and vaccines, Giving them the ability to learn and control the energy within thiee bodies known as "Chakra" The bodies were too weak however to sustian the power being placed upon them, many people started dieing and the Japanese government scrapped the whole idea.
In an attempt to destroy all evidence of their genetic mutation testing, the government sent bombs and missiles to destroy the island and kill everything in the process. some of the more powerful "experiments " such as "Madara Uchiha" and the "first Hokage" worked to protect the island by moving them into a Dimension created by Madara. This is where the shinobi nations developed and the uses for chakra increased. Everyone here had some degree of chakra, even civilians though it was getting lower and lower. Origional experiments discovered that training th ebody to with stand chakra gave better control and thus birthed the idea of trained ninja societies.
She hadnt learnt that in the academy. So she was in a artificial dimension. Great.
She sighed and wiped sweat of her forehead. The last file read Culture. This file was by far the largest and she read with care studying everything and working to remember everything.
This packet told about cars, ipods, music, politics, film, people, pop-culture, art technology, wars, language and anything that she would need to know.
This file unlike the others was written in english. Tsunade taught her english when training her, and all ninja if konoha are required to learn at least 5 languages.
After reading she closed the file set and burned it as pro-quo directions. Tsunade most likely had another copy on file anyways. Tsunade told her to meet her on the roof of the Hokage tower at 11:30 to await further instruction.
Sakura looked at her clock. It was only seven. She had since left her closet and headed to her bathroom to take a shower. She liked taking showers in the dark. It made the water rolling off her skin feel so much better. She showered and combed her pink locks as they drip dried while she got her belongings ready. Sakura prepared her messenger back by getting out a single scroll. She made quick work to pick the scroll for certain things. She used a small scroll and sealed her needed toiletries, another scroll used for clothing as she packed ten black shirts and ten red shirts, a brown ninja vest ,a black ninja vest, and a green ninja vest. She also had both a red dress and a black dress in her scroll, as well as numerous chest flattening vests. She packed her many coats ranging from a thin sweater, to hoodies and trench coats.
Sakura was particularly fond of her trench coats. They were comfy and easy to move in, she could conceal multiple weapons in them, they covered her chest and kept her comfortable. Her trench coats all came with a hood that she used on espeonage to cover her...unique...pink hair, and a high collar that could be flipped up and zipped to cover the lower half of her delicate face. They were light weight, breathable and heat resistant (Including fire proof).
Sakura kept five basic trench coat colors in her wardrobe. She kept seven black trench coats, 3 tan coats, 3 dark brown coats, two red coats and two white medical coats. All of her trench coats had a medical emblem on the left shoulder to identify her as a medic, She sealed all of her trench coats. She then proceeded to seal her undergarments and other miscealaneous items such as fish net garments to go under her clothing, black bandages, an assortment of bras ,panties, bikini's and such. (as a kunoichi she had to endure training and testing in seduction, she didnt like it, but it was somewhat useful. She packed in tanktops and other clothing items, before moving on to her Medical equipment. She packed everything medical related she had into the small scroll, and continued by gathering all of her weapons. Every weapon she owned went into the scroll. The scroll that held most of what she owned looked relatively normal. It was completely black and looked to be standard issue. With the exception of a silver symbol that had the kanji for blood.
The scroll worked by creating an area of infinite storage within. All that was needed to open the seal was blood, concentration and the proper chakra signature to open the space. This made it impossible for anyone other than her to be able to release anything on the scroll. The scroll could also never be destroyed. She used this scroll origianlly for her animal summons but discovered it had a pocket transition area for ample storage that could only be accesed by the summoner.
Her hair was still wet and she was still wearing her towel around her waist. She decided to get dressed before leaving for her mission.
She picked up the scroll from her bed and grabbed the few select weapons she had decided not to seal, in order to wear. She grabbed a vest and tightly packed her chest into it as far as she could. this part was rather painful. She looked at what she had laid out and decided that upon meeting her new superior and employer she should dress professionally. She dressed in a long sleeved black shirt, she then put on black stretchy pants that hugged her legs and allowed easy movement. She buckled her knee high black combat boots and tucked her pants underneath them. She then moved on to her coat. Her trench coat reached just past her knees, It was black and long sleeved and had a normal collar on it. The coat zipped all the way up from the collar to the waist. The rest of the coat was left loose. She pulled her black gloves on. She looked ready to kill.
She continued to place weapons through out the lining of her coat until all that was left was to grab her scroll and transform it. Because if her ability to control chakra, she was able to turn a scroll into a black ribbon that she tied around her neck and sealed with Chakra. That way it couldnt come off with out her consent. She grabbed her messenger bag and placed a bottle of water in it gingerly. She gathered some extra weapons and a notebook, a few weapon scrolls and grabbed her headband on the sink. She tied it around her head to wear it and be a ninja just one last time.
Suddenly she had an idea to go to spare an extra hour. She closed her door with a crisp click behind her, leaving her home and everything she had worked for behind her. She made her way through the dark and weaved through the trees at a slow and leisurely pace. She reached the training grounds shortly from her walk. She trained and spun through the trees in the cool quiet breeze of night one last time. She wanted to remember everthing. The sight, the smell, the bittersweet memories when they were a team again. When they were whole. She continued until her time almost whittled down to nothing and she would have to go to the Hokage tower. She walked through the beautiful trees she had so long ago taken for granted. It was time to return.
She took her time to walk to the memorial stone. She remembered as a young, awe struck genin dreaming about the glory of being a ninja. How naive she was then. They shouldn't have let children make these decisions when they are too young to understand war and death. Caught in her own ramblings she touched the the cold stone, etched with fallen heros whom were never coming home. She heard an almost inaudable grunt and realised that she wasnt the only one there. She saw a head of silver hair, and immediatley became cautious of his actions. But in this state Kakashi could do no harm to her. his face was bandaged, his mask hung low and she could smell liquor on his breath as he allowed chrystaline tears to fall from his eyes, paying tribute to his fallen team and comrads. For the first time she saw his true face, etched with scars, with pain, he was old and he was tires. For the first time sakura realised that her sensei wasnt what he used to be.
Like his old team tore apart, there's had too. They were all he had, and he would protect any of them with his life, and she had nearly killed him today. She took a moment to fell atleast some amount of guilt for her actions before she knocked him out and put him out of his misery. Before she harshly hit the pressure point on the back of his neck, Kakashi heard a faint "Thank you". Oh how time changed people. She took a gloved hand and touched his face, allowing her chakra to heal the many cuts she had caused, but she healed all the scars across his face, she in a way wiped his slate clean. She did a cursory handsign and created a shadow clone that mirrored her own appearance in every way.
Her shadow clone nodded in understanding without any kind of vocal command. It picked up Kakashi and carried him away to his apartment. Sakura stood a moment longer breathing in the peace around her and faint scent of cherry blossoms. She slowly stalked away in the quiet blanket of night and broke into a full run upon exiting the forest. She then slowed her run reaching her second destination. The Ichiraku Ramen stand was busy tonight. Lights and music blared from the stand, and people were dancing around the stand. She looked out of place compared to the others.
She had completeley forgotten about the cherry blossom festival. Everyone was in kimonos, and looked like they were enjoying themselves. She saw her many "friends" go by her. Ino was on a date with the even taller Chouji sharing a ball of cotton candy, Shikamaru was laying on a rooftop looking at the stars holding Temari, Kiba was bobbing for apples and Tenten was leaning against Neji's arm off in the distance fanning both him and her self, It was so very picturesque. She wished she could say good bye. she wished she could at least do something, to let them know she still cared.
But this thing inside of her was clawing its way out, and she refused to hurt anyone else. She sighed again and turned to look at the moon through the cherry blossom trees. She turned back to the alley and feverishly wrote small scribbles of notes as her time winded down. She had it was eleven twenty seven. The Hokage asked her to be on the rooftop at exactly nine thirty, and it was something she prided herself in. She took her notes and put them into her bag before making more hand signs and focusing chakra into her feet and transported her self to the rooftop of the Hokage's office. There, a grim looking , normally cheerful blonde woman looked in her direction. For ten minutes they stood in silence letting the harsh wind from the cliff face blast thier beings. The older and younger woman both looked outward towards the village they would die to protect. Tsunade turned to sakura.
"Haruno. Your Mission is beginning as of now. You will now be given a teleportation scroll. This scroll will activate at midnight. It will immediately launch you into "Earths" dimension."
The blonde womans voice cracked again."Once you leave this place you will never be able to return. The energy required to take you from thier dimension back to ours would rip your body apart."
Tsunade had become a mother her, when she had none, she was her teacher, she was her sensei.
"I understand." her mouth was set in a harsh straight line.
"I know you do. You have more potential than any ninja i have even seen and you will make me proud but please all i beg of you, make peace with the demon inside of you. You will learn that it lives to protect you. you must learn to control it on your own, you i know you can do this. I dont expect any less from my apprentice." Honey eyes filled with tears.
Green eyes stared back with whirlpools of emerald emotion. The younger of the to kunoichi reached into her bag.
"please, Tsunade-sama, give these to them"
"Hai"
The blonde woman reached into the pack on her side.
" Please, take this, as a way to remember your home, and where you belong."
The Hokage handed her no-longer pupil a red box. Sakura gently opened the box and pulled out a silver chain, with a silver circular charm and an inlay of emerald on the inside in the shape of the hidden leaf village symbol.
Tsunade then took it out of the box and placed it around sakura's neck. Tsunade sealed it with her own chakra so that it could never be taken off.
"Sakura what lies in this necklace is one of the deepest treasures of our shinobi world. It contains deep power, This necklace contains both a friend and a way to communicate with both your innerself and those whom you love most. "
She hugged her "sensei"
"I love you mom"
Fire works blasted across the sky and a bell rang followed by cheers. It was midnight. Sakura opened the glowing scroll and looked down at the village for the last time in her life.
As she faded away, Tsunade looked towards the village.
As the wind wipped passed her she could swear to heard a soft yet gentle,
"Good Bye"
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personally i think i did better in this chapter. Kinda sad though.
i spent forever on it, if you have any ideas or pairing idea please let me know, thank you for reading.
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