°∆ REVERSING THE STORY ∆° [Sakura Haruno ff]

Chapter |24|

Sakura blankly stared at the building, not finding it within her to have the conscience to know how her steps led her there. It was familiar, she concluded.

How the people come and go within the building, it hasn't changed much— she mused. If she wants to, just within a few steps, she can cross to the familiar place. But she didn't, instead, she found a bench and sat there.  She had her leisure time, her free time. There's a slow thumping within the back of her mind. She can't help but feel that she has forgotten something.

So she laid attentive. Something that she found herself doing lately.

The unease of her not doing something, not helping, not doing something progressive haunts her. Some might say that she's obsessed, over working, restless. And she doesn't disagree. Because that's all she could do, she doesn't have the talent like her peers, she also doesn't have the resources to jump start her career.

—this part, she realized to damn late. And when she actually did, it had been a gut wretching feeling. She always thought she was good before, she had to drop her peacock tail when she actually got a good beat down for once.

So she works harder— she finds herself a little fortunate compared to other people.

"Little Miss?" Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice beside her.

She swiveled her head to the side, heart beating in surprise, not hearing the person sneak up beside her. Her hands twitch in anticipation seeing the friendly smile that was horribly practiced— horribly placed, Sai could've done better. The stranger's eyes flickered at her reaction for a moment. A grunt escaped her lips signaling that she registered his presence.

She eyes the smile warily, before her expression changed. So she copied the stranger's fake smile, and whole demeanor. "Yes how may I help you?" With the sickening familiar fake smile on her face she faced the man with the civilian clothing.

"May I know if you are, Sakura Haruno?" The man began, he crouched down to her level.

In return, Sakura smiled. She already smelled the bullshit this man had decided to put on the table. And his tone and actions spelled D-A-N-G-E-R to her. She had to hold off her instincts not to physically yet off her own body on its own accord.

"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers Mister. Though may I know why you are looking for that person?" She tried getting words from his mouth and clearly it wasn't working from the way the man's eyes quirked in a way that Sakura knew that he was far from pleased. But she could barely tell at this point, the man was like an empty canvas, so blank and clean. Not showing anything but the things intended.

"I know you are Sakura Haruno." The man's smile dropped like it was all in her imagination. If that was the case then why did he even body to put up the act?

"Then why bother asking if you already knew." But unlike the man who already dropped his façade Sakura kept hers the mirror copy of his creepy smile. Always, always, always a mirror copy, it's easier that way. Saves her less time to think on what to do with her facial muscles.

"My Lord is looking for you, and if you are good enough he would be willing to adopt you." The man's smile was back. Instead of retorting back to Sakura's words he spoke his intentions.

Sakura's eyes narrowed at the man's words. Already having the thought of who this person's lord is. Her gaze trained at the hospital ward that was behind her back to the man. If she was being honest, she doesn't have the confidence to come out unscathed if this man decided to do anything.

Looking at this man's neat appearance, she has a feeling that it was all made for her to drop her guard down.

"I don't want to meet your lord, and I have no need for anybody to adopt me." She calmly retorted before she dusted her dress pristine and stood up. "In conclusion—" Sakura side stepped dodging the hand that was aimed at her throat. She could not help but sneer a little in the bottom of her heart. "You can go fuck yourself." In retaliation, Sakura nimbly aimed a kick at the man's temple as he was crouching.