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I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
"SAKURA-CHAN! SASUKE! WAKE UP!!!" Naruto's loud voice shattered the calm silence of the early morning. Sakura stirred, groaning, while Sasuke pulled his blanket over his head, hoping Naruto might just go away if he pretended to still be asleep.
"Uhn... What is it, Naruto?" Sakura mumbled, rubbing her eyes with a sigh.
"THE TRAINING WITH PERVY SAGE AND GRANNY TSUNADE!!!" Naruto shouted, clearly wide awake and buzzing with excitement.
Sakura squinted at him, still half-asleep. "Granny?-she's literally one of the youngest-looking women I've ever seen," she muttered with a sleepy yawn. She glanced at the clock on her wall. "Naruto... it's barely 3:23. Training isn't for another hour."
"But we can get some warmups done!" Naruto said, flashing his biggest pleading grin.
Sakura sighed, running a hand through her messy hair as she looked over at Sasuke. "Are you up for it?"
Sasuke didn't open his eyes, but he replied, "Are you going?"
Sakura gave in. "Yeah, I'll go."
Sasuke sat up with a resigned sigh. "Fine. I'll come too."
"YEAH! Sakura-chan, get ready! And, uh, do you want some instant ramen?" Naruto asked, looking hopeful.
Sakura rolled her eyes but smiled. "Naruto... it's barely breakfast time. I'll cook us something healthier."
Naruto's face lit up, and he punched the air. "OH YEAH! Sakura-chan's cooking!"
They shuffled to the kitchen, and as Sakura began to gather ingredients, Sasuke leaned against the doorframe, half-awake but watching her in silence. He noticed the small, focused frown on her face as she cracked eggs into a bowl and the graceful way she chopped vegetables, her hands moving quickly and carefully. He couldn't help but feel a sense of ease watching her work.
Naruto was already stretching at the table, his gaze occasionally wandering to the door in anticipation of food. But Sasuke's eyes lingered on Sakura, noting the way she seemed so at ease in these little moments, her expression calm and content. He rarely saw her like this-unbothered, without the weight of expectations or worries about missions. This was Sakura, just... being herself.
The smell of eggs and rice filled the small kitchen as Sakura stirred everything together in a pan. She glanced over her shoulder and caught Sasuke watching her. His gaze didn't waver, and for a moment, they just looked at each other in comfortable silence.
She smiled softly. "You hungry?"
He cleared his throat, looking away. "Maybe."
A few minutes later, she placed bowls of steaming rice with omelets and vegetables on the table. Naruto wasted no time, diving in with enthusiasm. "Sakura-chan, this is amazing! Way better than instant ramen."
Sasuke took a few bites, savoring the warmth and the flavors. "Not bad," he said, almost reluctantly, though Sakura caught the hint of a smile on his face.
After finishing breakfast, they changed into their training clothes. Naruto, as usual, pulled on his bright orange jacket over a black shirt, his forehead slightly empty, due to the lack of konoha headband. His orange pants and blue sandals were already smudged with yesterday's training dirt, but he didn't seem to care as he hopped around the kitchen, practically vibrating with energy.
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Forged Beyond
FanfictionNaruto, orphaned in the wake of the Kyuubi's wrath, was marked by the village as a monster. No mentor extended a hand; no peer stood by his side. As others played, he lingered in the shadows, craving the warmth of recognition. His pranks, his laught...
