Back To Where It All Began
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  • Reads 68,588
  • Votes 3,542
  • Parts 49
  • Time 5h 51m
Ongoing, First published Nov 17, 2021
Sakura's death happened as a result of her two teammates' fight to the death. Naruto's attempt to change Sasuke wasn't going as expected, and now they were about to kill each other with their final blow. Naruto's intention had been to let Sasuke win and pierce through his body. But Sakura witnessed this whole thing and jumped between.

It was a sickening feeling. Seeing two of the most important people in her life trying to kill each other. It was terribly wrong. In the spur of the moment, she flickered between them and took on their blows. It was abrupt and so quick that it felt like a dream. Except the pain was real.

But she knew one thing for sure. She would do it over and over again if she had to. Because she wanted to protect them. 

That was supposed to be the end.

But then she's startled awake by their Academy teacher and finds that she's returned to her twelve year old self. A seventeen year old in a twelve year old's ody. 

Why and how has she returned? This is the question she seeks an answer to with the help of an old man stuck in her head.

Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto

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"Sakura had one thought, waking up screaming her lungs out. Shit. Because she wasn't supposed to be screaming. She wasn't supposed to have a voice at all. And she sure as hell wasn't supposed to know that. Her last memory was a hazy mix of echoed shouts, blurred movements, and a warm liquid trickling down her limp body. Though she couldn't remember how, it was clearer than anything that she had died. And death wasn't reversible, last time she checked." Dying was everything Sakura had expected, an inevitable event, bound to happen sooner rather than later (a lot sooner, actually)-an unstoppable force, driven by the arm of a rabbit goddess piercing through her, and just barely not enough will to survive. Simultaneously, it was nothing she could've ever predicted, imagined, or prepared for. Not when she found herself five years old again, and there was a pink-haired stranger roaming her strangely empty house, claiming to be her brother.