Hey guys! First thing, I'm sorry for updating quite late and I want to thank GlOmP3R for her nice review n_n…well…enough with the talking and on with the story…I don't have to mention that I don't own Naruto now do I ?
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The girl, that was currently hugging Sakura, loosed her embrace and instead took Sakura's hand. The hand of the girl felt smooth and warm, even slightly to warm, Sakura noticed, as the girl pulled Sakura down a path. The ground the girls were walking on seemed to go on into the red, bright room, never ending, without a single corner. A straight path into the unknown, hidden by the masses of bloody red, that went on and on at both sides of Sakura.
The Haruno child suddenly felt the ground moving under her feet as she walked, or rather stumbled with the speed the still unknown girl was using, only to see that lines now decorated the black path the girls were walking on, pulsing slightly as Sakura took step after step, radiating bight white light, changing to light red and later a mix between a dark red and brown colour.
As Sakura kept being dragged by the girl, the lines soon changed into flowers, Sakura blossoms to be exact. The colours of the light now pulsed thought the countless branches of the Sakura tree, creating a wave like image.
Tearing her eyes from the ground, Sakura looked at the girl who hasn't let go of her hand since after she hugged her. It still was a mystery to her how the girl looked exactly like her. The same pink hair, that was down to her back, the same forehead, the same – everything. Except for the eyes.
The same eyes that came to rest upon Sakura's own, as Sakura finally put a stop to the endless seeming walking, pressing her heels against the colourful floor. "Who are you?" It came out as a soft whisper, but seemed to echo in the room, reflecting in the bloody emptiness, making her voice sound much louder and almost like a screech, making Sakura shiver and the girl in front her smiling in delight.
"Now why would you ask such a thing, Sakura-chan?", came the reply of Sakura's saviour, having a hurt ring to it ,as well as a furious one. Letting go of Sakura's hand, the girl turned fully around, facing Sakura once again. In the girl's eyes hurt, betrayal and rage took place, swirling and replacing the cheerful expression she wore when she met Sakura.
Trying to tear away her eyes from the girls to suppress the guilt that was slowly eating its way into her mind, leaving no place for confusion as to why the girl looked at her in such an accusing way, obviously hurt from her question. Focusing on the floor, Sakura noticed that the path the girl and her were standing on has stopped showing Sakura blossoms as has the pulsing of the colours. Instead, images of mangled bodies were shown, blood running from the countless wounds on each of the bodies on a white background. Women, men and children, even infants were all lined up, every second or third missing either an arm or a leg. Many bodies showed burn marks.
Looking up, Sakura looked straight into the blood red eyes of the mysterious girl.
"Surprised?" The voice of the girl rang in Sakura's ears, like a bitter-sweet melody. Again glancing at the floor, Sakura went into a squat to get a better picture of the woman who was 'lying' under her feet, or rather, that was pictured there. Looking her up and down, she saw that the woman had silver like hair, almost pink. Looking at her face, Sakura noticed that the woman had a deep green eye on the right, and a red one at the left. Moving her eyesight down, she noticed a set of thin strings around her neck.
"Do you remember her, Sakura-chan?" came the voice of the girl to Sakura's right, combined with a chuckle. The chuckle turned into a fit of giggles after a few seconds just to turn into laugher. Trying to supress the shivers that ran down Sakura's spine, she kept looking down the woman's body.
Hugging the woman's body were thin cloths, hardly recognizable, as most of the used to be clothing was burnt. The same could be said about the woman's skin. Only few spots shone in a dim white light, resembling smooth skin, while the rest didn't even resemble skin, much rather a mix between a bloodbath and black, burnt skin and muscle tissue, sometimes showing the bone under the mass of flesh. Blood was running down on the woman's side. Tracing the bones and the torn up muscle with her eyes, Sakura's eyes rested upon the leftovers of the woman's left hand, searching for something that she was sure she would find there.
There it was…
Hidden under blood, almost unrecognizable as part of the skin was missing on the finger…
"Ah, you found it, didn't you, Sakura-chan?"
Eyes wide, Sakura looked up, only to see that the girl had covered her right eye with her right hand while she was grinning. Bending down so that the girl's head was at the same height as Sakura's, the girl slowly parted her ring and middle finger, her hand still resting on her face.
Opening her eye while reading Sakura's expression, the girl revealed the emerald green eye, that she had hidden until now.
Sakura couldn't help but stare one again into the girl's eyes. One, red as blood, one, green as emeralds, as green as her eyes.
"Yes, it's her, Sakura-chan"
"How?"
"Here you see all members of the Haruno clan who are already dead. So be nice and say hello to Ayame ,ne"
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Well, this is more of a filler chapter. I have school break now anyways, so I'll try to upload the next chapter as soon as possible! Please don't forget to review! They just make my day! Criticisms is welcomed anytime…