ok, so, i like music. a lot. because of this, most of the ideas from this story were born from some of my favorite songs. this is why, in some chapters, i'd like to imagine "background music" being played. so, when i put a song ("Like This" By SoAndSo) it means that this is the theme that's playing during the scene. also, to put a picture in your head (or rather, sound) if you could, i'd like you to listen to these songs maybe during the scene, or after the chapter. now, i plan on having multiple songs in one chapter, but i'll label the song before each scene, k?
Get it? Got it? Good. on with the story!!!
"You mean you haven't told them yet?" Miroku asked incredulously. The monk could not believe his ears. How could any human being..er, person, keep this big of a secret for this long?! It was unconceivable! But then a voice piped up, breaking the increasingly awkward silence.
"T-Told us what?". It was Tenten. As she asked her question, she met a pair of knowing amethyst eyes. The Weapon's Mistress knew that he knew that she was fully aware of what he was talking about. "Better to act none the wiser." She thought. And that was all that mattered. "What hasn't Sakura-chan told us told us about?" Tenten reiterated, her tone exuding the confidence it had lacked before.
"Wait a minute!" Naruto's voice rang out, further breaking the quiet. "What are you talking about?! Sakura-chan would never hide anything this big from her friends! You're lying, I know it! You don't even know what you're talking about!"
"Naruto..." Sakura's demurer voice started. "Stop, please. He does kn-". She was cut off.
"No Sakura-chan! What is he talking about? Aunt and Uncle? Bullshit! Snap out of it!" The Kyuubi-vessle was poised to lunge at Miroku. When all of a sudden, there was a gentle hand on his shoulder. It was Sakura's.
"S-Sakura...chan?" Azure eyes scanned his teamate's body. Her wounds! T-They were gone! All of them! His mind started to race. "But, but how?! She was stabbed in a major organ! Wait, could she have-no! That's impossible! Sakura-chan couldn't have a demon sealed inside her! I would have sensed it by now!" An animalistic snort sounded in the dank, murky sewer that was his mind. "Stupid kit." It was the Kyuubi himself.
"One does not have to have a tailed-beast sealed within one's self to aquire demonic abilities. The other case is blood-inheritance, but one can be sure it is most always the rarest of scenarios. This..this jigoku-shoujo is uch more than meets the eye. How's that for bitter irony, ehh kit?". Naruto could picture the smug smirk the Nine-Tailed beast was sporting after the last comment. Kyuubi was referring to how weak everyone thought Sakura was when they were younger. As if to prove his point, the demon dragged out memories and images of Sakura during training back when the Rookie 9 were still Genin.
"Ugghh. Do you have to show me those? Kami, go away." Finishing on that thought, the Uzumaki teen blocked away thoughts of the Demon Lord and looked in front of him...
only to be greeted with a sight that would make his jaw hit the floor.
("Taking Back Control" By Sparta)
"How long has it been?" Thought Sakura bitterly. "How long since I played dress-up with you and Mommy?" Sakura turned her gaze away from Sango and looked into her uncle's gentle eyes. "I remember spying on you and Daddy during your rehearsals in the garage. Remember that? And you guys caught me because I was clapping when you finished? Hahaha..." Sakura started toward the newcomers, her molten sunrise orbs becoming glassy. "I remember how Sango and I would sneak off into the woods and go exploring when she babysat me. How you taught me how to restring my guitar. How you used to hug my mom. How you used to tuck me in for a nap..."
Sakura picked up her pace a little, hot tears were pooling around the bottom of her lids. The dreamland sensation of nostalgia fed the cyclone of her racing mind.
"I remember! I remember!" She thought over and over. Then Sakura said something that made everyone's mouth drop...with the exception of a knowledgeable few, of course...
Sabaku no Temari was relieved. And I mean relieved. The Desert Lily, Sunagakure no Sato's own Lady Of The Fan, was so happy for her friend. It's alright now Sakura. You can tell them now. You don't need to hide anymore."
When Temari looked around at the faces of her comrades, she saw one unanimous emotion blossom on their features instantly: pure joy. Sakura was free now, she didn't have to bear that cross alone anymore. Maybe now she would let them help her...
Sakura cried out as she ran into the welcoming embrace of her uncle's arms. And what she said made Temari's eyes prick with the beginnings of tears.
"Oba-san! Otooji-san! I missed you! I missed you so much!"
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ANOTHER CHAPTER DONE!!!! THE NEXT ONE WILL BLOW YOUR SOCKS OFF!!!