Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Ridding Me of You ❯ Chapter Two: A Flashback ( Chapter 2 )
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By: boyarina 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.13.2006 | Updated On: 05.28.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 674 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.13.2006 | Updated On: 05.28.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 674 | Status: Work In Progress
Author's Notes:
Author's Notes:
I think I am like a freight train chugging at a very fast rate only to crash at the end. But, as I always say, if things are coming in, let it keep on coming, you'd never know when they would stop. That is why I am making this chapter off from the top of my head. Without any rough drafts or anything. Sorry.
BTW: to my reviewers, to wraithguardstar, hopefully this would not come out as a trainwreck. tell me if it does though. thanks :)
DISCLAIMER:
I do not own Naruto.
Ridding Me of You
by Boyarina
Chapter Two: A Flashback
A very nervous Sakura stepped out of her house, wanting to turn tail and run to the opposite direction of her school. If she had wanted to be a ninja before, she definitely is NOT FEELING that way now. Being a ninja means being tough and she's slowly realizing that TOUGH is really not the style she wanted to adopt.
Sure, she wanted to kick ass and all that jazz, but being the most popular (at least one of the most popular) underdog kind of killed her spirit when it comes to that matter. Ever since she's been categorized as one of the unfortunate ones, she had officially crossed the word KICK from her vocabulary. To her, KICK is one thing that NEVER HAPPENS to her whenever there are bullies lurking around.
Right.
Sakura squared her shoulders, trying to vainly pick up the morsels of courage she had scattered around her person. She might not be tough, but she had chosen to be a ninja and a ninja always, at one point or another, would have to face a certain mount of jeering and beatings now and then from the energy.
At least, by the time she reached genin level, she would have a LOT of practice and experience already in that field long before the actual battle begins. Who knows, she could probably put this in her jounin application (once the time has come to do that) under the heading "Veteran Of".
SAkura set her face into a dark frown. She could do this. After all, it'll be to her advantage if she's exposed more to this environment. It would certainly solidify her statement in her ten-years-from-now-Jounin-resume--she could see it now: HARUNO SAKURA--JEERINGS AND BEATINGS EXPERT.
See? It's not all bad! There's always something good that will come out of it.
With that in mind. Sakura started to trudge her way to the school grounds. Reminding herself that having the skill of STEALTH is one of the most important thing that a shinobi should posses, she flattened herself against the backs of trees, trash cans, walls, park benches, school gates, training posts, and classroom doors. During this perilous trek she had imposed upon herself, Sakura even met a few of her kind whom she had exchanged thumbs up sign with.
Upon reaching her destination, Sakura sighed with relief. She had gone all the way from her house without the accompaniment of her parents and she had not been detected (therefore without the end result of her being assaulted)--not once! At this rate, she just might turn out to be a pretty decent ninja, after all!
"Sakura."
All happiness was doused out of her by this aciduous greeting. Slowly lifting her head up to this malicious intruder, Sakura steeled herself for what was to come. Since they are so near the classrom, this...monster...might not do something as harsh as compared to what they do to her whenever they are in the playgrounds.
"Scared, Saku-chan?" sneered the evil voice so near to her face, making Sakura tremble. If anyone had truly cared to notice, her sweat is running rivulets down her back and down the sides of ehr face.
"What will we do to you today, Saku--ACK!" The monster gasped, stumbling back in shock.
Whatever it is that the monster was going to say, she no longer was able to continue it for a far more SCARIER creature came and stood before them. To Sakura it might have been the Hokage--the Sandaime Sarutobi--but it could be just his poorly created clone walking around with nothing better to do than to scare little children in its wake.
"What is this?" the 'Hokage' asked, swishing his arm sideward, upward, and forward in a comical imitation of an orchestra conductor. "Disturbance?"
Sakura couldn't help mentally slapping a hand on her forehead for whoever her saviour is, he (or she) is defnitely not very well versed on the act of saving someone. His (or her) poor attempt at micmicking the Hokage would only both land them in the hospital--or worse: DETENTION.
"Bug off you little insect before I pound you to the dust!" yelled the monster (obviously NOT fooled there even just for a second) holding her fist high up in the air and looking as though she's going to make GOOD with her threat.
"How DARE you talk to your Superior THAT WAY!" thundered the 'Hokage' in this squeaky baritone. With that level of authority in his voice, Sakura would have, too, continued to deceive herself that this person is really the Hokage but the thing is, whisker marks suddenly appeared on his cheeks. It is most unfortunate, really, for take away his high pitched tone, the commanding voice he used earlier would have passed in Sakura's book, making him (in her mind) more believable.
To compound the growing list of things that just blared out THIS IS SO NOT THE HOKAGE, Iruka-sensei passed the corner that the three of them were standing on, did a double take and then cried, "NARUTO!"
A second after this exclamation (revelation), the scary-looking-clone of a Hokage immediately poofed out of existence and morphed into this blond-haired, blue-eyed kid that was of the same age as hers. His eyes are wide with panic, looking very much like a person who have the whole ANBU squad after his hide.
"RUN!" he yelled, then without further ado, he picked her up by the waist, pitched her on top of his shoulders, and ran from the scene of his crime.
His CRIME, mind you. HIS CRIME.
From then on, Sakura was not able to take her eyes off him. Despite the fact the kunoichis have different classes from their male counter parts, to Sakura, he always seemed to be around.
Author's Notes:
I think I am like a freight train chugging at a very fast rate only to crash at the end. But, as I always say, if things are coming in, let it keep on coming, you'd never know when they would stop. That is why I am making this chapter off from the top of my head. Without any rough drafts or anything. Sorry.
BTW: to my reviewers, to wraithguardstar, hopefully this would not come out as a trainwreck. tell me if it does though. thanks :)
DISCLAIMER:
I do not own Naruto.
Ridding Me of You
by Boyarina
Chapter Two: A Flashback
A very nervous Sakura stepped out of her house, wanting to turn tail and run to the opposite direction of her school. If she had wanted to be a ninja before, she definitely is NOT FEELING that way now. Being a ninja means being tough and she's slowly realizing that TOUGH is really not the style she wanted to adopt.
Sure, she wanted to kick ass and all that jazz, but being the most popular (at least one of the most popular) underdog kind of killed her spirit when it comes to that matter. Ever since she's been categorized as one of the unfortunate ones, she had officially crossed the word KICK from her vocabulary. To her, KICK is one thing that NEVER HAPPENS to her whenever there are bullies lurking around.
Right.
Sakura squared her shoulders, trying to vainly pick up the morsels of courage she had scattered around her person. She might not be tough, but she had chosen to be a ninja and a ninja always, at one point or another, would have to face a certain mount of jeering and beatings now and then from the energy.
At least, by the time she reached genin level, she would have a LOT of practice and experience already in that field long before the actual battle begins. Who knows, she could probably put this in her jounin application (once the time has come to do that) under the heading "Veteran Of".
SAkura set her face into a dark frown. She could do this. After all, it'll be to her advantage if she's exposed more to this environment. It would certainly solidify her statement in her ten-years-from-now-Jounin-resume--she could see it now: HARUNO SAKURA--JEERINGS AND BEATINGS EXPERT.
See? It's not all bad! There's always something good that will come out of it.
With that in mind. Sakura started to trudge her way to the school grounds. Reminding herself that having the skill of STEALTH is one of the most important thing that a shinobi should posses, she flattened herself against the backs of trees, trash cans, walls, park benches, school gates, training posts, and classroom doors. During this perilous trek she had imposed upon herself, Sakura even met a few of her kind whom she had exchanged thumbs up sign with.
Upon reaching her destination, Sakura sighed with relief. She had gone all the way from her house without the accompaniment of her parents and she had not been detected (therefore without the end result of her being assaulted)--not once! At this rate, she just might turn out to be a pretty decent ninja, after all!
"Sakura."
All happiness was doused out of her by this aciduous greeting. Slowly lifting her head up to this malicious intruder, Sakura steeled herself for what was to come. Since they are so near the classrom, this...monster...might not do something as harsh as compared to what they do to her whenever they are in the playgrounds.
"Scared, Saku-chan?" sneered the evil voice so near to her face, making Sakura tremble. If anyone had truly cared to notice, her sweat is running rivulets down her back and down the sides of ehr face.
"What will we do to you today, Saku--ACK!" The monster gasped, stumbling back in shock.
Whatever it is that the monster was going to say, she no longer was able to continue it for a far more SCARIER creature came and stood before them. To Sakura it might have been the Hokage--the Sandaime Sarutobi--but it could be just his poorly created clone walking around with nothing better to do than to scare little children in its wake.
"What is this?" the 'Hokage' asked, swishing his arm sideward, upward, and forward in a comical imitation of an orchestra conductor. "Disturbance?"
Sakura couldn't help mentally slapping a hand on her forehead for whoever her saviour is, he (or she) is defnitely not very well versed on the act of saving someone. His (or her) poor attempt at micmicking the Hokage would only both land them in the hospital--or worse: DETENTION.
"Bug off you little insect before I pound you to the dust!" yelled the monster (obviously NOT fooled there even just for a second) holding her fist high up in the air and looking as though she's going to make GOOD with her threat.
"How DARE you talk to your Superior THAT WAY!" thundered the 'Hokage' in this squeaky baritone. With that level of authority in his voice, Sakura would have, too, continued to deceive herself that this person is really the Hokage but the thing is, whisker marks suddenly appeared on his cheeks. It is most unfortunate, really, for take away his high pitched tone, the commanding voice he used earlier would have passed in Sakura's book, making him (in her mind) more believable.
To compound the growing list of things that just blared out THIS IS SO NOT THE HOKAGE, Iruka-sensei passed the corner that the three of them were standing on, did a double take and then cried, "NARUTO!"
A second after this exclamation (revelation), the scary-looking-clone of a Hokage immediately poofed out of existence and morphed into this blond-haired, blue-eyed kid that was of the same age as hers. His eyes are wide with panic, looking very much like a person who have the whole ANBU squad after his hide.
"RUN!" he yelled, then without further ado, he picked her up by the waist, pitched her on top of his shoulders, and ran from the scene of his crime.
His CRIME, mind you. HIS CRIME.
From then on, Sakura was not able to take her eyes off him. Despite the fact the kunoichis have different classes from their male counter parts, to Sakura, he always seemed to be around.