Sakura Momochi Hatake || Naruto

Prologue

WARNING: This series was written in 2014, so the quality isn't good. There will be plot holes, poor narration and vocabulary, short chapters and many other flaws. The current Naruto fanfics I'm working on are Konoha's Prodigies and Switched, which aren't as horrible as this story.

I shall give a brief introduction about myself and my family before we start my story. My name is Sakura Momochi, daughter of the infamous Zabuza Momochi and a normal civilian by the name Mebuki. My father, known as the 'Demon of the Hidden Mist' has short spiky black hair and brown eyes. Half of his face is always covered to hide his jagged teeth. It is a gene passed down by his father, which is my grandfather. I look nothing like him,but I inherited his strong chakra which proved I'll be a strong shinobi one day.

My memory of my mother, Mebuki Momochi is very vague. The last memory in my mind is when she left us, my family, for a man named Kizashi Haruno. I have inherited my mother's appearance, which I'm not too sure if I should be happy about. She is not someone I hold pleasant feelings toward.

I have an older sibling who is a great shinobi, known as the 'Monster of the Hidden Mist' or 'The Tailless Tailed Beast'. My father, without a doubt, is very proud of him. He has a distinctive shark-like appearance,small round eyes and dark blue hair, gill-like facial markings under his eyes and actual gills on his shoulders. He looked more like our grandfather who has a similar appearance with a shark.

Both my father and brother are a part of Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. They trained me frequently in hopes I will follow their footsteps and appear to be a successful and well known kunoichi. I did quite well as a kid, but I'm not nearly as good as them. I didn't want to fight, I hate killing, I couldn't bear to harm anybody. My father disliked me for being soft hearted, I was a disgrace to him, to our family.

On one fateful day, Kisame overpowered Zabuza in their spar. He thought that staying here would only stop him from reaching his full potential, so he decided to leave, to strive and become stronger, fighting with stronger opponents to improve his skills. Zabuza was proud of him as always, so he wished him luck and happily watched as my brother left the village. While I..was alone with my father.

After a few months, we met a boy who seemed a few years older than me on a bridge. Zabuza saw his potential and decided to keep him, naming him Haku. Soon, his attention turned to Haku instead of me, his own daughter. I was jealous of Haku, but he never fails to cheer me up. He may seem cold blooded, but he has a very warm heart. We became very close because we don't have any friends anyway.

Zabuza has been cold and harsh towards me for a few months until one day he finally decided to abandon me.

"I had enough of you. Now get out from my sight!" He yelled.

All I could do was cry and cry and cry. I stared at him, unable to mutter words for him to let me stay. Then, I turned my gaze to Haku, but he avoided my eyes and stared at the ground with sympathy pooling his orbs.

"You are too soft hearted, Sakura. You do not have what it means to be a Momochi! The daughter of the 'Demon of the Hidden Mist' isn't someone like you! Now, scram!" Zabuza shouted again, full of disappointment and anger. I was heartbroken.

"T-Tou-san.." My voice cracked.

"I have no time for you." he walked away, leaving me. Haku took a last glance at me and caught up with my father.

"T-TOU-SAN!!" I burst out crying until my tears ran out. I was crushed, I was devastated. What hurts more than being disowned by your parents? I sobbed to the point that my lungs hurt, but it was not as painful as my heart.