Chaaa! I'm already six(6) months old! I've been waiting for the perfect moment to say my first word. It is actually pretty hard since I haven't been able to train my vocal muscles much because of my parents' nonstop "check-ins" Alas, here I am! I've been practicing whenever I could, and I have decided that I want my first word to be "metanoia". A bit strange, I'll admit. However, it means "a transformative change of heart; especially: a spiritual conversion." I think that it is quite spot-on! I break from my thoughts when Okasan places a bowl of yogurt and strawberries in front of me, on my highchair. She takes one(1) and puts it near my mouth, waiting for me to eat it.
I open my mouth and smile after swallowing. I look her in the eyes and then look over at my father, who is smiling softly. I open my mouth, and let a word slide out, "Metanoia!" To say that my parents were shocked would be an understatement. "W-a-wait... I don't think babies should know that word! Honey! What have you been saying to our daughter?" Damn, okasan seems pretty upset over this... I mean, I know it sounded perfect, but it was only because I practiced that one word over and over. I smiled to myself, it seems that I am already becoming a prodigy.
Other than that, I'm tired and its time to sleep. With that last thought, I let myself slip into a peaceful slumber. Well, at least as peaceful as it can get with Okasan screeching at Otosan. Hmmmmmmmm......I wonder if I should take my first step tomorrow...
The next day, I woke up to Okasan picking me up and putting me on the living room floor. She looks me in the eyes and I feel my little baby body shiver, "Sakura, sweetie, what do you want for breakfast?" Ohhhh...so this is what she playing at! She wants to test me and see if I can talk completely, or if it was a one(1) time thing. Haha! Two(2) can play at that game! "Twoast!" Oooookkkk I kinda meant to not talk like that, but whatever. Okasan's eyes held both surprise and frustration. I guess she really wanted me to give her full sentences. "Of course sweetie!"
With that, Okasan goes to the kitchen and starts to make toast. I look right, to where my toy was, and adopt a look of determination. I feel the muscles in my legs tighten and flex as I stand, and eventually take a step. Then another. And another. Chaaa! I got my toy! Damn! I must have taken a long time because when I looked towards where Okasan was making me toast, and see her staring at me with her eyes wide. Weeeeelll...I guess practicing at night paid off!
I wonder if Hinata is having as much luck as I am...
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I'm simply using Sakura, Hinata, and the timeline/plot.
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Weak, No More! (Naruto Fanfic)
FanfictionSakura Haruno. The girl who grew up, only wishing to become a ninja for a boy who wished her dead. The girl who, when she actually started to wish for greatness, was told she would never get there. The girl whose sensei did everything for her teamma...
