I stood straight. It worked, right? Or was it a dream? Was I dead? I looked in the full-body mirror next to me. I was 12 again. Then, it worked?
"Mom?" I called out loudly. I heard movements in the room next to hers.
"What? Why are you up so early?" Her- my mom's voice. I ran out of the room, to my mom's.
"I-I was so-so sc-scared!" I started sobbing. These were serious tears. I need to get all the stress out. My mother looked surprised my father, too. My mom got out of her bed and hugged me, starting to whisper that it was okay. She patted my hair and asked what was wrong. My dad also got out of their bed, walking up to me. "Y-you all di-died. Eve-everyone! I w-was alone!" I sobbed. My mom hugged tighter.
"No, no. We're right here. You're not alone. Remember? You have friends in your academy. You're going to get more tomorrow when you become teams. It's all right…" Then she let go. "Now go to sleep. I will wake you in an hour so you can get ready for school. Now, go. And good morning." She smiled, pointing out to my room.
"See you, in a little, honey." My dad said and walked me to my room. I went to sleep.
When I awoke, I heard my mom's gasp. My bed was bloody, as was the scroll on the ground. I saw it and quickly pushed it under my bed, lucky my mom didn't see it. My hand was scabbing, my finger too, so my mom started screaming. Looking down at her night clothes, we saw the blood when I hugged her earlier. My dad came running in the room.
"What's happening!?" He yelled, holding a kitchen knife. He looked at my hand. "Sakura-honey! Who hurt you!?" He dropped the knife, hugging me. I sweat-dropped. Sometimes… well in the past and I guess now, my dad acted like Gai.
"Um, that was from yesterday. Training, you know. I dropped a kunai." I said, my acting was perfect by all my training in the future. I got up. "I forgot it was there. Let me go clean it up." They seemed to believe me. I walked to the bathroom. Taking out some gauze from the cabinet in there, I wrapped it around my hand and used a bandage for my finger. Walking downstairs, I smelled breakfast. My mom's breakfast. I hadn't eaten it since I was fifteen.
"Yay, pancakes." I said walking in the kitchen. After eating, I changed into my old outfit and got on my pouch. After hesitating, I put the scroll in it. "Bye, mom." I said and left. At that, I started looking around. Konoha… Friends, Family… I will see everything again. Konoha didn't change since I last seen it. Well, that said, it did change slightly, but this was the past so everything seemed different. Then I saw it. The Yamanaka Flower Shop. And here came Ino out of the flower shop. I felt like hugging her. But I couldn't, that would weird her out. I just continued walking. Ino noticed me and started walking faster, then saw that I didn't challenge her.
"Sak- I mean, Forehead? What are you doing?" She seemed really confused.
"Ino…I'm not going to fight for Sasuke." At this she looked even more confused and happy. "But-" She frowned. "I'm still going for him." At that I walked away from her, proud.
"Okay class." Iruka, still alive, said. Right now, he was Iruka-sensei. "Today, you are going to get teams. No complaining. I divided the teams equally." I nodded. I knew who was going to get who. "Team One-" I zoned out.
"Team Seven-" I woke from her thoughts of Mandara and Akatsuki. "Naruto Uzumaki…" Next to me Naruto tensed. I smiled at him. "Sakura Haruno…" My smile deepened as he jumped into the air, happy. "And Sasuke Uchiha."
"WAIT! Why do I have to be with him?!" Naruto's voice rang out. He seemed not to notice my smile towards him. I looked over to Sasuke, ignoring Naruto's and Iruka's little squabble. He seemed… unemotional.
"Hello, Uchiha Sasuke. I hope our friendship will improve over the time of our team-ship." I had to say that a lot, when I was in the future. To other anbu's, of course. Sasuke turned his head towards me, confused. I smiled at him. He turned his head to the window, which in the future I read as embarrassed. When I turned my head back to Iruka, it seemed that he said all the teams. I raised my hand, a lot of my classmates looking at me.
"Yes, Sakura?" Iruka asked.
"Iruka, If a sensei is late, can you fire them?"