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Recap:
Sakura scoffed. "Konohagakure ninja of this generation are weak, mainly because they had never experienced war. You don't know what to do when you're faced with the choice that could change your entire life. You don't know how to ignore your conscience. You don't know the main rule of survival – Kill, or be Killed." She closed her eyes. "But I do."

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Kunoichi FaceOff! Part 3!

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Silence overtook the arena; the only sounds were Ino's loud pants and the blood that was steadily dripping down to the floor from her bloodied arm.

"There's (pant) no way (pant) in hell that you could've (pant) already killed someone. It is an unspoken rule, but a rule nonetheless: little kids are not supposed to start training till the age of four. They're not meant to be released onto the battlefield until completing the Ninja Academy. From (pant) what I know (pant) you have skipped out three years (pant) which you were meant to spend in the Academy. You don't have an excuse."

Sakura clapped her hands in mock sincerity, "Well done! You've used at least two big words! I'm so proud!"

She could hear Shiso's snort of amusement and Umi's giggles back in the stands behind her clone.

Ino growled. "IT IS NOT POSSIBLE THAT YOU WOULD HAVE KILLED ALREADY, DAMMIT! SO TELL ME, NOW!"

Sakura sighed. "Alright."

Ino's eyes widened.

"I said what I'd said before, because it's the truth. You have never experienced war. I have. I believe that during your time at the Academy you had studied the different Ninja Villages. Therefore, you should also know that most of the wars were fought in Amegakure. They weren't as important as the First or Second Shinobi World War, but they were wars nonetheless – they caused pain, suffering, death and destruction. I was only five. Walking through the village, minding my own business. But it turned out that it was probably the last time anyone could be at peace in the village…"

Flashback

Little five-year-old Sakura was walking through the streets of Amegakure, when she heard a small commotion unravel itself in front of her. Two ninja with Kumogakure headbands stared at her.

Uh oh. Otou-san said that we're currently at war with Kumo. Not good.

One of the ninja hurled a kunai at her and she just barely dodged. The ninja laughed.

"Let's take the brat – she might know where it is."

"Control yourself, Mizuni. She's just a kid. No way will she ever know of the Mizukage's special scroll."

"Hm, maybe you're right. But that just means that I can kill her quicker!"

The younger man, Mizuni, lunged at her, his hands flying in hand signs. "Fire Style: Great Fire Dragon!"

Sakura whimpered. The speed at which the dragon was coming at her was too quick for her to dodge.

She was going to die.

But then, just as she accepted the thought, something burned at her insides.

No! I refuse to give up! That is my Nindo and I will follow through it till the end!

"Water Style: Water Wall!"

However, her jutsu wasn't strong enough to relinquish the flame completely – she was just a five-year old after all. But she wasn't going to give up without a fight. Just then, a voice rang through the clearing, loud and clear.

"Boil Release: Skilled Water Mist!"

And young Sakura watched as the gas not only blocked, but destroyed the fire, also reaching the two men. She concluded that the vapour had something corrosive in it, as the ninjas' skin turned red and they screamed in pain.

She spun around to see who her saviour was, only to be met with a pair of confident, light green eyes.

"M-Mizukage-sama…?"

"Sakura. Glad to know you could hold your own. Listen, little one, I have something important to tell you. You are a smart child, therefore I believe that you have already figured it out. We're being attacked." The Mizukage's voice became steely. "I need you to do something for me."

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Sakura stood in the large clearing, the secret scroll gripped tightly in her left hand. Her clothes were ripped and bloodied, but that was nothing compared to the state in which the four Kumogakure Chunin were currently in.

Dead.

End of Flashback.

All apart from one… Aoi, you bastard.

The glazed over look slowly disappeared from her eyes as she faced her flabbergasted opponent once again.

"I- but- this… How-?" Ino's dumbfounded expression finished the question for her.

Sakura's clone, however, didn't have time to answer. So, swiftly, without a single second thought, it threw one of her special kunai at the blonde, instantly teleporting behind her, and delivering a harsh kick to the blonde's spinal cord.

Everyone watched as Ino flew across the arena, her back hitting the opposite wall.

What an inhumane strength… All in the body of a single child.

Coughing, Ino stood up shakily and stared at Sakura.

"W-Why do something like that? You could've easily gotten killed! What, does your village send kids onto the battlefield to get killed on a daily basis? That's pathetic!"

In a blink of an eye, Sakura's clone was in front of her, a kunai held in her small hand.

"Don't you ever," she seethed, "Ever, do that again."

Ino blinked. Do wht?

"I could stand you mindlessly insulting me. I ground my teeth and ignored when you doubted my teammates' power. I imagined your bloody, gory death when you laughed at my looks. But the second you insulted my village, you've crossed the line."

Her kunai came at the blonde faster than one can say 'Pass', but the bimbo's reflexes saved her anorexic little ass.

Then, Sakura's clone smirked.

Ino's eyes widened.

The clone stuck up its two fingers.

"Clone Great Explosion!"

BANG!

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"Well, that was pretty boring."

In an instant, all heads snapped to the source of the voice. Jaws dropped. Eyes widened.

Up on the monument, at the very top of the two fingers, sat the pink-haired Ame Genin who'd just a second ago 'spontaneously combusted'.

Ino chocked on her own blood, her beaten, bruised body barely moving. "H-How…?"

Sakura laughed. "The 'Sakura' you were fighting was never the real me. It was a clone from the very beginning. Call it the cowardly way of fighting, but I find it convenient."

Just before Ino passed out, she muttered a single word. "Incredible."

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Silence…

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More Silence…

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"*Cough* Since her opponent is unable to continue, I declare Sakura of Ame as the winner of the seventh match."

"Hellz Yeah!"

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I'm done! Once again, sorry it's so short.

Oh, I'm going for holiday so I'll try to upload as much as I can… Heh.

Laterz!