Nikkita: So here is a little time skip for ya Please Enjoy
Sakura glanced over the pink haired girl looking back at her from the glossy mirror under the morning's light. With a satisfied nod she left her room to prepare breakfast for her and her father. Finishing off her meal and leaving her father's on the table she readied to leave stopping only to leave a kiss on her father's forehead before locking the door behind her. She jogged happily towards her Academy slowing down to pass a resentful glare at Ino's flower shop before continuing on to the Academy grounds.
Ino had been the closest friend Sakura had made in her entire life. She constantly saved her they were inseparable. However their friendship collapsed when both girls met Sasuke Uchiha. Ino was madly in love with this boy, to the point of obsessive fan-girl stalking. Sakura had been caught talking to him just one time and Ino ended their friendship on the spot declaring Sakura her love rival. It was the most foolish argument she'd ever had but there was no end to it. It got so frustrating, Sakura decided that playing along with 'her crush on Sasuke' was just the type of fun revenge she needed.
TenTen had gone up to an older class leaving her only Hinata to befriend. Hinata however had retreated into herself. She spoke much less, kept her eyes at the ground, and developed a nervous stutter. Her confidence had been shattered somehow. Still she remained true to Sakura.
Sakura passed under the large gates of her Academy entrance finding Ino and a hoard of other girls fawning over the very boy she was just scorning in her mind. Always so conceited, looked so bored with the world. Something about him didn't sit well with her. She glared daggers into his skull, immediately dousing her face with love sickness when Sasuke and Ino caught sight of her. Sasuke only sighed with an eye roll and Ino glared daggers into her skull.
'Hell. No. Channaro.' Sakura ran up to Sasuke grabbing his arm firmly in her grasp hugging it to her body.
"Sasuke-kun!" She forced out shoving Ino out of the way.
'Sasuke-kun I want to rip out your liver and feed it to dogs! Cha!' She heard echo through her mind. She froze pondering it's origins completely missing Sasuke's demand. She watched his mouth move once more but Ino's shrill protesting snapped her from her daze.
"I'm sorry what did you say?" She asked Sasuke completely forgetting to throw the 'Sasuke-kun' in that drove Ino and the other girls crazy.
"Get off my arm." he said. She was pushing at Ino's buttons watching her turn red from glaring at her so hard. The other flock of girls only stood shooting her angry looks. She looked back and stuck her tongue at Ino in particular but the hoard gasped and huffed noisily.
Sakura pushed her lips to Sasuke's cheek followed by a small giggle and tore off running before the hoard of enraged girls could get their hands on her.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and watched them out of a lack of better things to do. He watched her noting her speed was unmatched by anyone here, her evasive tactics were advanced, she jumped over one girl and sailed over all the others. He found various healed injuried speckled about her pale white skin as she sailed over the girls.
What was she...
The more he watched the more he could see. Her senses were heightened, her intelligence higher than most and even her chakra control was remarkable.
She sprinted by him and the girls followed on her heel but she stopped turned and slid right passed them as they clumsily attempted to turn their mob around. She jogged by him backwards laughing at the idiotic pile of tired girls. Sasuke stared at her and before he could stop himself he had pulled her by her arm until she was sitting on his legs.
She froze hearing the other girl's gasp noisily in protest. As the girls murmured amongst themselves, he picked her leg up for a better view and the murmurs became shouts and screams of protest.
Over powering the shock that held her body still her hands slid instinctively towards her weapons as he continued to observe her.
"You...You are too different. It isn't normal."
Over coming her shock she slowly reached for her weapons.
Sasuke only watched her face as questions and emotions flashed in her eyes. He smirked.
Ino on the other hand was now completely infuriated to the point of reaching in her weapons pouch for as many Kunai knifes she could hold in one hand and threw them disregarding those that strayed from their target. Sensing the weapons, she tried to turn but was shoved from the path of the weapons and watched as Sasuke deflected them all with ease.
Ino only stomped in fury. Sakura only scooted from the boy in terror stumbling to her feet and running away.
'How could I let him save me?' She berated her self slumping in front of a lonely tree swing. She let her head fall into the soft fabric of the swing and cursed everything that existed around her.
"Stupid Sasuke, school, stupid Ino, Stupid girls. I'm completely normal." She whispered to herself.
She felt a hand lay gently on her head and she lifted her glossed eyes to meet someone's bright blue eyes.
"Eh?" Was all she could manage when the boy gave her a gentle smile. His eyes were swollen and reddish, had he been crying too? His warm stroking at her hair calmed her. She laid her head back in his lap and fell silent. They sat in their mutual comforting silence until Sakura sat up refreshed and gave the also refreshed boy a thankful smile.
She slapped at her cheeks prepping for school she suspected would start rather soon. She hugged him and walked inside the building sitting silently in a nearby chair. The rest of the students piled in and class started soon after.
Kizashi waited for Sakura at the large gate she had passed under that morning. He found pink hair in a sea of blacks, browns, and blondes. A smile graced his friendly features and he took a step towards her, waving happily in her direction. Noticing his waving, her eyes flickered over to him and she shot him a smile.
He froze and his hand dropped to his side as she walked past him. He folded his arms and turned to face the girl's retreating back.
When she found her father was no longer at her side she turned to him in question.
"Report Mrs. Haruno." He stated sternly. She sighed. This observant stuff wasn't working for her any more.
"He said I'm different from everyone else, too different. He said I wasn't normal, stupid Sasuke." She said returning to his side
She relaxed when he smiled and took her hand. Making their way to their home Kizashi continued listening.
"The scars. The ones on my legs and arms, he looked at them, doesn't everyone get scars when they get injured? They're the only thing I have left to remember my mom, she's out there getting more scars just waiting for me to save her." She whispered sadly.
Kizashi, while asking Sakura when they had met initially, about where she was being held captive, she could only recall the path she took when escaping. It seemed she had never left the place at all before that. The Hokage had Inoichi and Kakashi and the other Yamanaka pick at every detail within her memory to find the base, once Sakura had came to trust him enough. A mission was assigned and the hide away was located immediately.
Her mother had given birth to her inside the dingy building they had found. Their room was filthy and small, not one bed could be found. Traces of blood and other various bodily liquids stained the room and a pungent odor graced their noses.
However the base was thoroughly abandoned. No trace of the kidnappers, no trace of her mother. With that the mission was scrapped.
Sakura's chances of escape should have been non existent, her mother however saw the chance and quickly took action. She begged her to run with tears soaking her cheeks, Sakura had told him, to run and never look or turn back. She told her she would be right behind her no matter what and she could only turn back once they were safe.
She had failed her mother's request of course, she looked back almost immediately finding only darkness on her trail. Tears now stained her pale skin but she continued to run until she fell right before her new father.
After discussions and appointments with various doctors and med-nin, Sakura began to understand what she and her mother suffered through. Sometimes she was told words like slave, guinea pig, test subject, or toy, some more vulgar adults simply labeled her their pet, play thing or belonging. She began to loathe the organization more as each day passed and another word was added to her list.
After Kakashi's Eye mind reading, the kidnappers were shown to be the Akatsuki, of whom Sakura had no knowledge. She had no freedom to leave the room nor ask any questions.
With all hope of saving her mother lost, Sakura had locked her self in her room weeks at a time only showing herself to attend Academy. She ate little to nothing and spoke in the fewest possible words if at all.
Kizashi took a chance and entered the dark and silent room sitting on her bed and watching the small huddled girl tremble in the corner of the room. He heard an occasional sniffle and felt his chest constrict painfully. Kizashi picked her up hugging her tightly to him. He whispered into her ear.
"We will find her." He whispered. "Let me train you. Do as I say, learn what I teach you, and when you are ready I will personally request a search and retrieval mission from the Hokage." He said looking into her now drying eyes. "However the fruits of your training must not be shared with anyone but me. Your chakra must be masked, your training is to be completed only in my presence, and you must always be easily located by me and me alone." He said, she sniffled in response.
"Do you understand?" He whispered again. Tearing up once more she could only nod and hug at his neck tightly.
Following their heart felt promise, Sakura began to train under Kizashi's wing. She began in genin courses and unofficial missions and assignments. Kizashi's priority was chakra control, the basics behind all ninjutsu. Kizashi had her using chakra to walk upon the water's surface, walls, trees, even ceilings. When she began to get the hand of it, they added weapons studies.
Several training sessions were simple wall climbing combined with simple weaponry defense and evasion evolving into a less than simple training session. Training lasted hours and Sakura's scars only multiplied. Kizashi always took her to be healed when serious wounds were inflicted.
A few months passed and Sakura had mastered chakra control and weaponry, her senses were heightened to that of a chunnin. She could dodge reflect or even return every weapon sent her way while balancing her chakra attaching her to any surface.
After one training session, Sakura uncovered a rare new ability.
Flashback
Kizashi had left her a moment to train alone. She did so pulling out multiple weapons and flinging them at various targets. During her motion targeting her footing was lost and her weapons strayed from their intended path. She searched for and collected the misguided weapons but found the last splattered with the blood of a nearby dying bird.
Shock consuming her body she froze in sight of all the blood. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she picked up the bird. Now sobbing uncontrollably she took it to Kizashi who could only shake his head in sadness. "Sakura, I am not a medical ninja, I cannot heal more than a paper cut, however reattaching or even recreating that limb is something only a first class medical ninja could perform with the help of several other ninja. It is utterly impossible for me." She continued to cry for the bird chirped sadly as it lost more and more blood in her arms. She held it tightly in her hands and begged for it to get better.
She returned her gaze upon it to find nothing had changed. Crying louder now she forced chakra blindly into her hands begging for something to happen. Her chakra soon took a physical form and color. Her hands bathed in a mystical green light and slowly the bird's injury was gone. The bone remolded, followed by the muscle, flesh and even feathers. Tears of a whole other emotion trickled down her face as she grinned in triumph. She trotted off to show her father what she'd learned.
"PAPA! Look! I fixed him!" She told him. He smiled sadly ready to review whatever makeshift form of medical attention she had attempted at. He looked over and found the bird staring back at him with a fully functional wing tucked comfortably beside him. His eyes widened a fraction before he forced a mask of happiness on. "Amazing Sakura-chan." He took the bird inspecting the wing for some sort of trickery or effort at denial. However the bird was almost brand new.
"Sakura...how..." He stuttered out awkwardly not knowing if he should approach this or not.
"I dunno either Papa, i just put some chakra in my hands and wished for the bird to live. It was amazing." She released him and he flew away. Kizashi smiled.
"Tha...That's amazing Sakura." He said again, worry and urgency seeping through his words. "I will return shortly okay Sakura-chan? I must speak with the Hokage." He said leaving quickly. She nodded.
Sakura was completely alone and she did as she was instructed when she first agreed to train under her father. She tidied the training grounds, masked her chakra, and went inside the house to preoccupy herself some other way. However she only made it a few steps in the house before she collapsed.
Kizashi rushed to the Hokage. He remained composed on the outside as his insides did summer saults. He raced to the Hokage building and simply transported in. The Hokage was only working on some mild paper work.
"What is it Fox?" He asked with a tired sigh. "Make it quick please, I have much paper work to fi-" He started, but was interrupted by Kizashi.
"Sakura has apparently discovered Mystical palm and Healing Resuscitation Regeneration." He blurted out interrupting the Hokage's complaints.
"Cease these facetious tales of your daughter. She would be completely depleted of chakra in such a case! I understand your joy and pride in your new daughter however-" The Hokage scolded sternly before Kizashi interrupted once more.
"I make no jokes, While training in our yard, she approached me in tears over an animal that clashed with one of her improperly aimed ninja tools. I had to explain the skill level needed to complete such a task and how the jutsu it self often times required multiple skilled medical ninja, however when she returned moments later she presented the animal and the it was fully healed with movement and flying abilities restored." He explained.
"This is a risky claim of yours Fox." He said. Kizashi nodded. "You will need some form of proof before i acknowledge the validity of her skill. However this is a valuable opportunity to initiate action." He said thinking out loud to himself at the end.
"Take her to Suna. Chiyo has begun share her medical prowess with some of her village's children. While she studies, investigate the Kazekage's concerns about the Akatsuki infiltration of Sunagakure. The Shukaku's jinchuriki's insufficient control of the beast has lead to many injured, many dead. Perhaps the sight of an injured human may trigger her ability once more for you to bear witness." Kizashi nodded swiftly and disappeared.
Back in front of his and Sakura's home, he pushed the memory from his mind and entered the small home. His excitement almost got the better of him as he searched for his daughter.
"Sakura!" He called. No answer. He called several more times, walking slowly through the house to find a glimpse or hear some sign of her. When neither was found his steps hastened and his voice cracked as it called several more times. Just about ready to report her missing he stumbled over her body lying outside his room.
"Sakura!" He called shaking the girl gently. She stirred.
"What daddy. I'm tired." She mumbled rubbing at her eyes.
"That jutsu must've depleted your chakra source like Hokage said." He said.
"Hmm?" She responded. He shook his head and smiled at her. Picking her up bridal style, he smiled.
"Good job helping out that bird today!" He told her. She smiled back at him.
"We've been assigned a mission Sakura. It'll help us find your mother." He told her. She nodded. "We are going to the village hidden in the Sand." She nodded again.
Kizashi smiled at her sleepy responses and put her to bed. He quickly packed the little they would need on their trip and got his rest as well.
Sakura and Kizashi jumped from tree to tree swiftly. Kizashi turned it into a training session almost immediately to improve speed and coordination. She followed her father's every jump, flip and step closely. Soon they reached the out skirts of the forest where the trees were few and far between. The grass eventually turned to soil, which turned to sand. The trees vanished completely and the sun beat down on the two travelers.
Kizashi grabbed Sakura and placed her on his neck covering them both with a hooded cloak each and a giant cloak above the both of them. The flattened sandy lands proved harder to travel through as each step would sink or slide in another direction.
She pulled at her hood observing the little around them only to be met with very dry air and sand in her face. She sputtered and coughed. Kizashi sighed and reached up knowing she had fiddled with the hood. He pulled it back where it was and continued at a steady pace determined to reach the new village soon. Sakura had fallen asleep atop his head.
They arrived thirty minutes into her slumber. He hid his ANBU belongings within a scroll which disappeared in moments. Sakura stirred on his head and he stopped walking to put her on her feet. She yawned rubbing the sleep from her eyes to observe their new temporary home. Glancing at an seemingly empty alley way, her eyes laid upon a pair of deep green shaded eyes with no pupils and endless misery shining dully behind them.
Her hand slid from her father's as he searched for the house. She walked towards the eyes watching them widen a fraction and disappear. She jogged after them but they were long lost.
"Sabishii-kun?" She whispered into the darkness of the alley way. She found eyes and they approached her. Alcohol stung her nose and she took a half step back.
"Hey there lil' girl. Where your mom and dad at?" He said in a strange accent. She made no move to respond. "Well won't you come with us?" He asked. Once again she didn't answer and took yet another step back. The other man scowled impatiently.
"Fuck what she wants man just go I can't wait no more!" He said suddenly pinning her to the ground. A hand slithered down into her pants starting to pull them down. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes and she bit down surrendering to the disgusting men's attack. All her training instantly wiped from her body's memory by the mind numbing fear. Memories of her and her mother's struggles flashed past her eyes.
"Holy shit!" One of them cursed. She looked up and found sand rushing in every direction. She watched in awe. The sand curled tightly around the men's bodies and tightened. She could hear their blood curling screams through the sand before they dulled back into silence and the sand blew away. She slumped to the ground and let her hot tears fall into her lap. He offered her a napkin quietly and she took his hand instead. He clutched at him.
"Th-Thank you. I-I don't know what I would've done without you!" She whispered still sobbing. She felt him tense and his head turned to her.
Looking up, she found that the beautiful sad eyes belonged to her savior who was nothing but a young boy about her age. He looked down at her and stared. She let go of him with a blush and took a step back. "I'm sorry." She started.
He nodded and tried to walk away but again she latched onto him keeping him from leaving. He only tensed. Without turning to her, he muttered what she could only assume was a warning.
"Let go! You'll get hurt. I'm...I'm a beast." He told her, his high and boyish voice dark and soaked in loneliness. She eyed him closely.
"But, you look fine to me. Beast-san." She told him back pulling him closer. He turned to eye the offending limb. "Shukaku isn't attacking...why?" He muttered. She blinked at him and her head tilted in confusion.
"Sorry it's nothing." He told her pulling his arm from her grasp to reach for her hand. He had no idea what he'd do when he did finally touch her, but the thought of it was somersaulting in his stomach.
Two heartbeats away from her hand someone dropped between them. The boy stumbled back while sand shot out and attacked the man A wave of fire erupted and the sand was only shattered glass.
"Sakura are you ok!" The man asked. She recognized the worried voice. "Otou-san!" She said. He turned again towards the boy as if ready to strike. Sakura ran in front of him.
"NO! Don't hurt him Otou. He saved me!" She yelled. "If you hurt him, I'll never speak to you again!" She said. Kizashi laughed and relaxed his form. Gaara just stared at them. She approached him slowly, eyeing the sand that danced behind him ready to strike, and offered him her hand. He took it after some reluctance.
"Well then it's just about time to return home." Kizashi told them.
Sakura stared at the alley where her attackers blew away in the dust.
"I know what your thinking. Those men cannot be brought back no matter what. Even your talent needs all the pieces to finish the puzzle." She heard her father said behind her. She frowned but continued walking with her father and new friend.
Finally reaching their temporary home, they found Gaara lived only next door.
"No one has ever lived in this house before. Come..." He beckoned to Sakura. She looked at her father.
"Go ahead. Don't be gone long." He told her with a smile.
Kizashi waved and disappeared into the house. He quickly probed the house for any unwanted information collectors. His senses on high alert he awaited Sakura's return.
Garra pushed through the front door of his house and called out for someone. She didn't hear the name she was eyeing the house's cute interior. A very young and beautiful man made his way to her greeting her softly and with a smile.
"Why hello there. Well isn't this a special day. Gaara doesn't bring friends over often." He said with a kind smile. She smiled back.
Gaara smiled at his uncle in excitement. She blinked in shock. Happiness exploded in his eyes, she could only stare at the wide difference. "Shukaku didn't attack her!" He turned to her. His smiled faded and she frowned.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you staring?" Gaara asked. Sakura blushed and shrugged. "Nothin, it's just it's the first smile I've seen on your face since we met, I like it better." She said. Yashamaru laughed. Gaara only watched the two. Sakura giggled. Sakura gasped suddenly.
"I think it's time for me to go. Otou-san is calling me" Sakura said sadly. "Bye Gaara-chan" She said before leaving their house. She rushed next door and hugged her Outo-san.
"I think I will really like it here." She said with small grin on her face. Kizashi hugged her tightly. "Well that has to be the greatest news of all of today!" He said smiling. She laughed quietly and the two headed off to shower together and then head to bed. When she was sure Kizashi was asleep, she snuck up to the roof of the new house and looked over at the next house.
She found a small shadow sitting alone on the roof next to hers.
"Gaara!" She whispered. His head turned to find her and he gave her a small smile. She motioned for him to come closer. He nodded and sand picked him up suddenly and floated him over to her.
She buzzed about how amazing it was and they chattered into the night before Sakura let out a long tired yawn.
"Sleep now." She heard Gaara say. She stuck her tongue at him.
"You sleep I like the night breeze in the dessert."
He was silent for a moment before she heard him mutter something else. "I do not sleep." She heard. She turned to him head tilted again.
"What...? Why? Do you not like it?" She asked. He shrugged.
"The beast comes out when I fall asleep."
Nikkita: Total rewrite! And i am aware that idiot Sakura is the one who ended the friendship with her and Ino but im trying to make her a little less of an insufferable cocky annoying cry baby know it all.
How would you guys feel if Sakura's father died?