°∆ REVERSING THE STORY ∆° [Sakura Haruno ff]

Chapter |12|

Date published: June 23, 2020

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[ Today the devil whispered into my ear "you're not strong enough to withstand the storm." And I whispered  " Six feet back Lucifer." ]

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Sakura's POV

"Alright deep breaths, breath Sakura- breath. Try not to puke, c'mon you've done it once you can do it again. It's just simple training, nothing to puke over. " My stomach churned even after I tried to compose myself. Bah! Who am I kidding.

"Ughhh" I flipped -flopped- to the other side. The sun was peering at my face, it's brightness almost blinded me. It was a cloudless day, and the sun was being a little asshole that it is, because it's searingly hot. Yes *duck  you sun! *Duck you!

Training with this body is gonna be hell, if only I could regain back my reserves then I would be a little be at ease. But obviously life seems to hate me and refused to cooperate with this little human, so I could only endure. I also hate you too life.

Struggling I pulled my body into a sitting position, and refused to heal my aching muscle. I looked at my surroundings and concluded hat I should get lunch. And ughh, I still want to puke. I could barely lift my arms, and my legs, my brain is sluggish and I just want to heal my body.

Forcing my body to do my bidding, I finally stood up. With much difficulty, I haven't high-fived the ground with my face. I limped out of the training ground. People threw stares and questioning glances at my direction and I was too busy to even give a damn about it.

The streets were usually busy, because it was lunch hour. So the stalls and the restaurants were packed with people, and I abandoned the idea of eating out. Feeling that I was about to collapse. I figured that I should just rest for a little while. I turned to the nearest play ground.

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Third person's POV

The little pink haired girl, collapsed on the swing set. The rundown play ground was empty. Unusually empty. Her head full of pink was like a sore thumb in the barren almost dull, surroundings.

It was empty, except for the Blond haired boy.

Sakura raised her head, and looked at the tree that supported a lone swing. Her eyes lit up.

Spikey blond hair and blue ocean eyes, the unmistakable three whisker marks. It was no doubt.

"Hey!" Naruto was left unspoken. Sakura's eyes lit up, glossy and far away. She had momentarily forgotten her condition, and she sat up straight got up and took little steps towards the boy.

In response the blond haired boy took steps back and hid further behind the tree. "Stay back!" His voice hysterical, and fear was evidently there. Sakura's steps halted, surprised at the loud voice. The boy clutched his torned shirt. "Don't hurt me!" His eyes was avoiding hers. He was panicking, looking for an escape.

Sakura pursed her lips, her emerald for eyes turned glossy. Her body collapsed on the Sandy ground. Relief. Big fat tears, rolled from her eyes leaving a trails of salty tears. Her whole shoulders shook, her whole body shook. As she let out sobs, after sobs. The cries, of a failed woman, a hopeless woman, a forgotten woman. Was haunting. But this all came from a pink haired girl, less than five.

The boy looked at the girl who had called him. Surprise was taking over his face, as the visual of the girl registered on his mind. He panicky ran to the pinkette. "H-hey, don't cry! What's wrong?? Please don't cry." The boy awkwardly patted the girl on the back. He was also about to cry.