Fragile

II

II: Filler 1

S.H

SUNDAY

Being alone is not that bad. But knowing that you're gonna be alone.. Forever, feels..

How unpleasant.

When Sakura was a little kid, she was always pampered by her Mom, always laughing about her Dad's dad jokes. They were the epitome of the simple but perfect little family.

And it broke.

Since she was so used at having her parents around, she felt so foreign at the feeling of being alone, going back home without the warm arms of her Mom wrapped around her, without her Dad reading the magazine while sipping his tea, without the smell of her Mom's cooking.. It just felt so..

Empty..

Also, cooking was never her mastery, it was like a blind man trying to see. Since Sakura's Mom had always cooked the perfect meal for her, never letting her starve, she was okay with that, and she also never learned how to cook.

So after she was left alone by her parents, instant meals were the only goods that kept her alive.

Children like her are not often seen as workers. They are meant to help their mothers and fathers in doing house chores, or play and live a normal life.

Her landlady- Eri, called her out for not paying rent, so she must work.

Since her sensei left her to fend for herself, she searched for an available shop that gives enough salary to pay for her rent.

Soon she settled by working the whole day every Saturday and Sunday at Misa's shop. All she have to do was ask people what they like to eat, write it down and serve.

Easy.

But here.. Comes her nightmare.

Team 7, in all their glory.

They all looked like they came from a mission.

Why did they have to choose this shop? Why not Ichiraku? Barbeque? Why not?

A lot of questions remained unanswered, as they walked towards the stools, looking through the menu.

"Kakashi-Sensei~ Why not Ichiraku?!" The blonde, blue-eyed whined.

The white haired jounin's lone gray eye crinkled ever so slightly, showing that he's smiling.

"Because."

That answer caused the boy to faint animatedly and quickly regain his self, embarrassed.

"Sakura-chan, can you please serve them? I need to check the packages that came, remember the flowers that my Grandmother sent me? They're here! So please?" Mina smiled widely.

[Misa is the Owner and Mina is her daughter, Mina is 17 while Misa is 47.]

"S-Sure thing!"

Awkwardly, Sakura went towards their spot, they were still chatting so Sakura waited, rather impatiently.

"Um... May I please t-take your orders?" God, how she sounded like Hinata Hyuuga.

The boys stopped from their banter and went to stare at the pinkette, her plain white shirt and white short with red apron complemented her odd coloured hair.

"SaKURA-CHAN?! EHH?! AH?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? OHMYGOSHAREYOUOUTOFMONEYSOYOUHAVETOWORKSOHARDANDWEDIDN'TKNOW?!"

Shut up.

She wanted to say that, instead she just smiled sweetly, covering her face with the notepad.

"So.. What do you wanna eat?"

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"Hey Sakura! I just heard.. That you're also going to the academy!"

"Mm!"

"Oh Boy! Best friends forever!"

"Mm!"

Ino raised her pinky finger, patiently waiting for Sakura to respond.

The vibrant green eyes scanned the Yamanaka's soft face, and clutched her pinky with her own.

"Best friends forever! Come on! My Mama is cooking, what do you wanna eat?"

»

"-with egg please. That's it."

"Okay. Coming right up."

Sakura stirred from her daydream, quickly regaining her posture as she clinged onto the hem of Mina's uniform, whilst Mina wrote down orders.

After the little encounter, Mina dragged Sakura out of the spot, and quickly shared a word with her.

"What was that Sakura? You froze!"

"... Sorry, Mina-San."

"I understand, but please be a little professional, imagine they're just strangers, okay? Overcome your fear, Sakura. Because later on, you can't bare to stay there in the darkness, or you'll never be able to see the reality. You'll be blind, Sakura."

"Okay, Understood Mina-San."

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