Thank you kakashifaves for pointing out my mistakes! So here's an edited version. By the way what part in this chapter that I stated the name of the village wrongly? If it's the kohana you'll understand what that means in chapter 3 of the fic.

Hey there! It's been awhile neh? Well SOWWWWWIEEEEE!!! But I've updated now!

This is just going to be random. Very short!

Chapter 5: What Now?

I was born on the month of March, spring time.

'Cherry Blossoms…?'

On the day that I was born the dead cherry blossom tree at the back of our house suddenly bloom to life.

'I thought you said that tree was dead?'

And so they name me in the name I have now.

'Sakura we shall name her Sakura…'

I was different.

'This is not possible.'

Since the beginning my clan had coal black hair.

Long black hair faded into the distance…

I didn't have that.

Pink hair swayed in the night wind watching as he faded before her eyes.

They had black black eyes that barely shimmer but I had none of that.

Surprise settled in as he saw the baby's eyes open… they were green

I was different … just different.

'This can't be!'

'Calm down.'

'How can I calm down?! Look at this!' Pointing at the baby sleeping in its crib.

'What is wrong?'

'That child! That child! That child is a GIRL!'

I was born a girl.

The very first in our clan to be born a girl.

'She does not belong in this clan. She cannot be from this clan!' His voice rose. He was enrage.

'No. She does belong here. She is just different.' She said as she held the sleeping baby in her arms. 'I like her hair. Her name suits her.'

'Are you not listening to me? She is too different! Her hair! Her eyes! She is a GIRL!'

'Oh hush, you'll wake her.'

As I grew up in hostility.

They passed her without looking at her, as if she wasn't even there.

But when I turned three, something happened…

Blood

Dripping down her hands…

She had killed him.

It changed everything.

'But she is only a child. She could not do such a thing like that.'

I was really different.

'She is stronger than what we had expected. Perhaps she would be of good use.'

They noticed another thing about me.

'This child is possibly the strongest that our clan has ever produced.'

My family, most of them, was proud. At least they say that they are.

His old wrinkled face looked down on her and smiled. 'You would make this clan stronger than it would ever be.' But that was all he said and left her there to ponder.

Soon they considered me the strongest.

'She is the strongest… yes she is definitely, as much as I don't want to admit it.'

It earned me interest form others.

'Kohana… my Kohana.'

The woman that I would call 'mother' could have never cared less. She was busy with other things concerning me.

She felt like a doll. She looked like a doll. She was wearing red kimono with phoenix imprinted on it. Her hair was just like that of a true geisha except that it was pink. Which was strange in her small form.

'You look beautiful.' The woman said.

Somehow she didn't feel flattered at all.

Kisho didn't say a thing.

He looked at her. It was the first time. He actually looked at her. Then he passed her without saying a word.

But it was expected. I was satisfied.

I turned six; things went from bad to worst.

'Why?'

'Because you are their daughter and I'm just doing my duty.'

It hurt. It was that day that I first experienced the hurt in my heart. I was punished just for that.

Her body hurts. Her bruises and cuts were still stinging. Her clothes were bloody and torn. She didn't know how to react. Why did they do this to her?

She had told her mother what she had felt. She said her chest was hurting like mad and she couldn't explain why water was coming out form her eyes. As soon as she said so her mother had handed her to one of them. They locked her in an underground room, chained her and proceeded to beat her up until the pain in her chest was replaced by painful bruises and cuts.

She sat up, the chains on her leg was strapped to tightly she was sure that it would leave a mark tomorrow. They had left her now. She looked up at the moon at the window.

'Why?'

I didn't understand anything. I felt nothing.

But I knew that I wasn't satisfied being in that place. I was looking for satisfaction not happiness; I didn't know what happiness was back then. I didn't know such a thing existed.

So I escaped from them, somehow I did or more like by accident. I thought I was finally free.

But now, after 9 years, they had found me.

I know I cannot run.

I know I cannot hide.

They will come for me and take me away from the place that I had now considered my home.

I looked at the blonde woman in front of me. She had just informed me about the killings and the possibility of me loosing everything.

"Hokage-sama, what now?" The woman before me did not answer.

What now… Sakura?

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A/N: Like I said random stuff. No fluff or anything just drama I think. If it's bad I'm sorry. Flame me if you want. Constructive criticism is very much welcomed. Sorry for the grammatical errors and spellings.

This is an edited chapter!

Oh did you noticed the thing about the guy named Kisho? Dun dun dun! I'll leave you there to think who this character is.

R&R Please.