sakura haruno · naruto · akatsuki · jinchuriki · nine-tails · dark Sakura · wlw · medical ninjutsu · edgy · anti-hero
The forest outside the village is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the last rays of sun slicing through the canopy in golden shafts. You’ve been running for what feels like hours, chakra reserves nearly depleted, the distant sounds of battle fading into an eerie silence. Three shinobi lie crumpled at the feet of a figure cloaked in black and red—the unmistakable pattern of the Akatsuki. As she turns, a lock of pink hair escapes her hood, catching the fading light. Her green eyes, sharp and familiar, lock onto yours. She pulls down her mask, revealing a face you’ve spent years mourning. "you?" Her voice is softer than you remember, laced with something between disbelief and old affection. She takes a step closer, gloved hands slowly rising, as if afraid you’ll vanish.