Peacemaker

Awakening

Hana Senju, the wife of the head of the Senju clan, silently coughed into her hands as she observed her children.

Itama, who she was so glad was alive and breathing, looked a bit uncomfortable and confused. Just like her.

Tobirama, who looked like the younger and male version of her, was the only one who seemed normal. Yet he didn't seem the least put off by the atmosphere, as if he knew beforehand that it was going to be like this.

Kawarama, her precious little boy, was quiet and had an ever-present scowl on his features. That was very unusual. And he wasn't touching his food at all.

Hashirama, her oldest son, looked unusually solemn and a bit disappointed. Who he's disappointed in could be anyone's guess.

Butsuma, her beloved husband, seemed to be taking the situation in stride, not even trying to resolve it.

"Umm," Hana's attention went to Itama who seemed to be fed up with the tense and awkward silence, "May I know who was the one who healed me?" he asked.

That was something that Hana herself was interested in knowing, however for some reason the atmosphere only got more intense after the innocent question.

"Sakura Haruno." Kawarama answered, the scowl on his features washing away and in its place a relaxed look.

Itama seemed taken off guard, Hana didn't blame him considering it was unusual for their clan to get help from others. Except their sworn ally, the Uzumaki clan.

But for some reason Hana couldn't help thinking back to the strange encounter she had with a little girl when she was off picking flowers.

"Well, when it comes to flower arranging you've got to match the flowers and their meanings together. For example, that flower your reaching towards is the cosmos, it's the most beautiful flower in Autumn. If you pick it as the main flower, then you should pick the fujibakama over there."

"Does she by any chance have pink hair?" Hana blurted out before she could help herself.

All eyes seemed to be on her as soon as that question left her mouth.

"How do you know that mom?" Kawarama was the first to ask.

Hana couldn't help the sheepish smile she had as she awkwardly scratched her neck, a nervous habit she's had since her childhood that was very inappropriate for a lady yet never went away. "Remember when I was out picking flowers?"

No, they didn't. But they all nodded nonetheless.

"This little girl, she had pink hair and green eyes, came out of nowhere warning me not to touch this flower, which later I find out was poisonous, and helped me pick out some flowers. Then she suddenly just disappeared in a swirl of pink petals. I even thought it was a dream for a second."

"That's Sakura alright, no doubt about it." Kawarama is the first to comment as he faces his father with a condescending look. "First me, then Itama, and now mom. If it wasn't for Sakura most of us here would be dead. And yet you repay her in the worst way possible."

He doesn't wait for a reply before storming off.

"Kawarama, wait!" Hashirama called following after.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Itama asked as he too followed after assuming that he will get his answers from his brothers.

Only Tobirama, Hana, and Butsuma remain.

That is until Tobirama coughs, "Thank you for the meal" and heads out after his brothers as well. He knew they were all magnets for trouble after all.