Akasuna no Sakura (COMPLETED)

❤️Chapter 1❤️

Chapter 1
Author's Note:
Hey guys. Thought this was a cuteness idea for a story. Reviews If you want the next chapter! I'm thinking about weekly updates maybe more than twice a week If you guys like it. Let me know guys.

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Deep in the land of Konoha, there lay many ninjas who remained friends for years. Sakura Haruno, a sixteen year old kunoichi was steadily becoming the best medical nin in all of the country. Miss Haruno was taught by Lady Tsunade herself, the very best miracle worker in all of the land. Lady Tsunade was a women who could do anything, had the strength of ten fold of the strongest man, and could save any life no matter the circumstance. She had worked and worked to perfect her skills, and now had passed on all of her knowledge and skill to Sakura, her apprentice.

Sakura sighed, thinking of her extended family. Her village was her home. She had many brothers and sisters. Naruto, Tenten, Hinata, Ino, Neji, Lee, Sai, Shikamaru, Choji, Shino, Akamaru and Kiba, so many names and faces came to her mind. A steady smile rested on her face. A glare etched across her face as she remembered the traitor. An angry gulp overcame her. Yes traitor. That is all he is. Sakura reminded herself. Sasuke would never return to the village. Sakura reminded herself. He had abandoned them. Left behind his brothers and sisters that desperately wanted to find him and help him. When Sakura thought of Naruto she scowled, the bright eyed boy that never gave up on Sasuke, but continued to be proved wrong again and again and again.

"I never want to see that face again." Sakura sighed, envisioning those red eyes that she herself had once fallen for. She was curled up against a tree, her knees to her chest, and her chin tucked underneath her arms. It was warm and airy, a soft breeze blowing her pink hair to the side. Today was the anniversary of the day their very own Lady Tsunade become Hokage, and there was a giant festival to be held. Sakura couldn't stand seeing everyone's happy faces. Everyone was so happy, so unaffected. So amazed with all the decorations, she had tried to stick around and party with the girls. Sadly it was not to be.

Three Hours Ago

Sakura was dressed in a light pink dress, but pleats clinging to every single curve she had to offer. It was a one sleeved dress, the other showing every single bit of creamy pale white skin. Sakura's dress was tight and came up mid thigh, something Ino had surely forced her into. She was showing way too much skin and cleavage for her liking. Sakura was wearing gold strappy heels with her dress. She was the eye of the ball, and she didn't even know it.

Ino, Sakura, and Hinata has arrived together. Hinata was wearing a beautiful white kimono with her dress, simple but elegant looking on her. Ino was of course wearing her usual two piece store, this time embossed in purple sparkles and a two piece looking suspiciously like a bikini with sheer fabric hanging. Sakura was picking at her dress, looking around nervously. She was always very self conscious about herself. Hinata and Sakura held hands, silently making a pact to stay together. Ino quickly flaunted off towards the bar, hoping to snag an unlucky guy to buy these girls a round of drinks.

Naruto was already there, approaching Hinata and grabbing her hand. He placed a kiss on her cheek and led her to the dance floor. Hinata blushed at her boyfriend of two years, to this day still being nervous around the boy of her dreams. Grudgingly, Sakura let her go. Her happiness meant more to her then Sakura's insecurity. Sakura meant to make her way to the bar, waiting for Ino to bring on free drinks.

Then the unthinkable happened.

A large calloused hand brought itself over her dress, cupping her warm soft bosom. Sakura froze in place, a look of anger quickly replacing her shocked look. The hand remained there, a chilling reminder to the pain that was about to happen. Sakura turned around slowly, planning to punch whoever had the balls to touch her. Her jaw, at first dropped and paused in air. Kiba Inuzuka held her round physique in one hand, a fanged smirk protruding from his mouth. Sakura was staring at him in shock.