[Naruto] Sakura boy

Kakashi placed Sakura in the cold lake. The red yukata spread out in the water as if the surging blood dyed the water red. Sakura only exposed her nose and eyes in the water. The blush on her entire face was fading. Kakashi alone was I felt a chill just looking at it.

When Sakura finally stood out from the water, her lips had become unnaturally pale due to the cold. The lake water had just reached Sakura's thighs. The red yukata was stained with water and clung to her body, outlining the young boy's young body. Kakashi After just one glance, he looked away and threw the scroll with the clothes sealed to Sakura.

"Hatake-senpai is really a shy person." Sakura had no intention of shying away. She dried her body and put on clothes. She also joked with Kakashi from time to time, "Senior, you can open your eyes."

Kakashi opened his eyes when he heard Sakura's smiling voice. Under the moonlight, he saw a touch of green appearing on the wrist of the boy who was tying his hair. Green vines crawled down his wrist like a living thing. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into Sakura's sleeves.

Meeting Kakashi's surprised gaze, Sakura slowly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a standard smile with four teeth, "What's the matter, Hatake-senpai?"

"...No, maybe I saw it wrong." Kakashi sighed and replied casually. He took out the book with R18 on the cover from his pocket, "Hurry up."

"Yes, Hatake-senpai." Sakura combed her hair into a single ponytail, burned her wet yukata with Fire Release, dealt with the traces she left, and walked towards Kakashi.

"Ah, that's right." Kakashi closed the book and softened his eyes at Sakura, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

"...It's a pleasure to work together," Sakura winked, "Hatake-senpai."

After returning to the roots, Sakura reported the mission as usual. Unexpectedly, Danzo Tenten summoned Sakura again.

This time Sakura faced two sealed people. In the dark room, only the candlelight flickered. Danzo leaned on his crutch and stamped the ground hard, "I should have killed you if I had known!"

"But you have no chance." Sakura's eyes curled into crescent moons, still with that harmless and gentle expression, "See you later, Danzo-sama."

Danzo's face darkened again, and he snorted coldly, "Do it!" The two men stepped forward, and one of them grabbed Sakura's throat, forcing Sakura to raise her head. Sakura did not resist, and turned her head to look at Danzo slightly, Those eyes were still full of life, and such an expression was just adding fuel to the fire, "You can't bring up anything related to the roots, and you can't cause any harm to me, otherwise you won't want to know."

As the last stroke was settled, the seal was firmly imprinted on Sakura's throat. Sakura covered her neck and laughed silently. Danzo walked out of the room first, and Sakura followed. He only took his own The weapon, before he was about to say anything and moved towards the training ground, was thrown out by Danzo's order.

"Sakura..." Sakura was called as soon as she walked out. The third generation was waiting for Sakura under the sun. His old cheeks were filled with relief. Seeing that Sakura came out safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt guilty, self-blame, and heartbroken. Emotions swirled in his eyes, "You can come back now." The last three generations smiled with relief.

Sakura held the umbrella and smiled back at Sandai. It seemed that nothing had changed in the past seven years. He was still the child eating candy in the Hokage's office. All his attention was attracted by the crystal clear candy wrapper, and the colorful lights reflected in his eyes. .

The third generation stuffed some kind of scroll into Sakura's arms, and suddenly something was stuffed into Sakura's arms. Sakura was caught off guard. Sakura didn't have time to look at it, but her eyes widened in confusion. The third generation put his index finger in front of his mouth with a naughty smile, "Shh——" Sakura He nodded understandingly, covering his mouth with one hand, and his beautiful green pupils blinked again and again.

Sakura and the third generation parted ways. After all, it was not easy for the Hokage to find time to pick him up. No matter what happened next, at least while the third generation was alive, he would do everything he could to protect the third generation and the village that the third generation valued. Sakura Will become the most qualified guardian.

Is this the third generation's wish?Sakura smiled harmlessly, a little mischievously.

The pink-haired boy was walking alone on a familiar yet unfamiliar street. Many parts of his memory were blurred. Sakura's forehead protector was on her head like a hairband, and a certain length of Sakura's hair was tied into a ponytail. Fluctuating with movement.

The cherry blossom trees in the courtyard are still alive and blooming luxuriantly. When the wind blows, the elegant fragrance comes into my mind. The sign in front of the house reads Haruno, and a thick layer of ash falls. Sakura opens the door and goes in. But as soon as she opened the door, scum fell down. Sakura turned her head behind her and sneezed.The flowers I once raised did not die, which is good news.

It's just that this house may need to be cleaned up for a while.Sakura rolled up her sleeves to her elbows, used ninjutsu, and began a desperate cleaning.

Things like bedsheets have been covered in dust and cannot be washed out, so they have to be piled up for disposal. In fact, it is not very difficult to clean with ninjutsu. It is just that those flowers and plants have to be handled carefully. What can be saved is saved. What can't be saved can only be left alone.

Two hours later, Sakura took back her ninjutsu. The house was almost the same as when she first arrived, but it still lacked some necessary daily necessities.

Ying took the little savings she had accumulated at the root. It was much less than the normal tasks. It was like she had worked for nothing in the past few years. If the medical expenses were included in the root, it would probably not be as much as what Ying made in the flower shop. .

On the way back from shopping, Sakura saw the flower shop owned by Uncle Yamanaka. She stood at the door for a while. Uncle Yamanaka was still so gentle, but he didn't see Ino. She must have not finished school yet. Finally, Sakura decided to go back with her things. Now that we are home, it would be rude to visit like this.

Sakura turned and left without looking back. Naturally, she didn't see a girl with a yellow ponytail running towards her after she left. She deliberately ran a few more steps forward, but Sakura's back had disappeared.

Is it an illusion...?Ino looked around desperately, but she couldn't see even a hint of pink, which made her wonder if there was something wrong with her eyesight.Ino bit her lower lip and opened the door with a disappointed look on her face. The metal hairpin inadvertently reflected a little sunlight.

Sakura did not leave her address. Apart from the gift and their memories, it was as if he had never existed. At first, some people mentioned her name, but then everyone seemed to have forgotten Sakura's existence, and gradually her name was not even mentioned. , if it weren't for the fact that the hairpin on her head was real, Ino would have doubted whether Haruno Sakura was just a dream she had in her childhood.

When you grow up, you wake up from your dreams.