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Reflections: Cherry BlossomsThat is not me.
I've lost myself to a weakling, unable to stand up for herself.
But that is not me.
As a child, I always was protected: by Kakashi-sensei, by Naruto, by Sasuke. I was a coward, always hiding behind their backs, crying on the sidelines as they fought with their lives. I couldn't ever help; no, I wouldn't ever help, because I knew I would just get in the way.
To sum it up, I was useless.
I dragged on like that, until one day, I was tired of it.
And so, I began to train.
I trained long and hard, until my hands were raw with blisters and bleeding, my chest throbbing and burning, and my legs heavy like lead. My body signaled in every way it could for me to give up.
But I kept going.
It was a harsh and treacherous climb, but I made it to the top.
Words cannot describe how good that felt.
I was strong; crushing enemies in a single blow, and healing allies with ease. When I looked at my reflection in the water, I no longer saw a young child, but a maturing woman. For onc
Instinct and Emotion: Chp. 2Sakura took a step closer to the limp figure ahead of her. Her eyes remained wide from pure shock, her arm slowly reached to her side pouch, with her fingers shuffling softly through, until one looped around a handle. She took another step forward. Her arm made it's way in front of her, her hand holding the kunai in an offensive position. The kunai in her hand began to tremble. The closer she got, the more violent the trembles became. She finally was within a few feet of Sasuke, standing over him as her entire body trembled, with the exception of her hands that shook violently. Her eyes welled with tears once again. She began sobbing, just like when she was younger.
I have to do it... she thought.
I have to be the one to kill him!
Naruto roamed around the training grounds.
Kakashi suddenly appeared in front of the loud blonde. He asked for good news, but
Instinct and Emotion: Chp 1She ran and ran, until she was miles away. She fell onto her knees, crouching over the root of a tree. Her stomach was churning, and her heart felt as if it would jump right out of her chest.
Sakura had done it. She ran away from the village.
It had finally been decided. It was decided Sasuke Uchiha was going to be a start of a great ninja war, and so, in protection of the treaties the villages worked so hard to get, every village sent their best Black-Ops on a mission to find and assassinate the Uchiha. She knew it was coming, and she tried her hardest to prepare for it. She thought she was over him. She saw how far he had fallen, and she knew he wasn't the same. He tried to kill her multiple times. She knew she shouldn't have cared, or had even been happy about it.
Yet, why? Why did she still run away?
Naruto, who was by far more of a friend, hell, actually Sasuke's best friend, took the news better than Sakura. Sure, he was angry and disappointed, but even he knew there was nothing
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