6 months.
That was how long I've managed to hide my only friend Naruto from my parents. In this 6 months,I taught him many things.
Words. How to speak. Voice out his feelings. Surprisingly, Naruto is quite good at poetry.
"Scream for me, my lovely cherry blossom."
How to read things. Read books from different languages and about the human expressions and actions.
The tall looming figure of Father towered over my frail form. I was lying on the makeshift bed of cardboard and old rags. In his hand was a bloodied whip.
I really hate having to sleep with the iron smell of blood soaked in the dirty and tattered cloth of my bed.
How to get what you want, in such a silent manner, people won't ever know it's missing. From the loose strings of knowledge, he connects and tie them into a rope. From the ropes, he turns them into whatever he wants.
"Why do you do this to me?"
"Hahaha!" Father gave a maniacal laugh. It was, as usual, one of those days when father was drunk. Again. It was always easier to get answers from him like this.
"Why should I care for a runt, that isn't even mine?"
How to steal is one of them.
I sneaked some of Father's sleeping pills,the one where he uses for hangovers and day offs, into his wine and beer. Perhaps after this, I have more time with Naruto.
Observing is another very important skill I taught him.
His hand hovers over the hammer today on the torture tray. Maybe he wants to shatter my bones this time?
"Observe and listen to not only others,but yourself." I often say to him. I sat on a log in the forest as he hugged my waist and rested his head on my lap.
"Do you understand? This is for your own good." I chastised him like a mother to her child.
He grumbled before giving me a grin as bright as the sun.
No. Wait.
The sun. That's what he is.
"Yeah, Sakura-Chan!"
YOU ARE READING
I'll be fine.
FanfictionSakura. She always seems to smile. However what they do not know how dead she is on the inside. Somehow, she died with Naruto and Shisui and crossed worlds. Now,she wishes to live according to however she wants. Not everything will be accurate or ac...
