Well hello, strangers! Nice to … sense you on this lovely lovely day! ( Well, at least at my place it is…).

This is a little present to Sakura fans (like myself :D), but don't run away, dear, 'cause I'm about to make it happen and do this magic trick called "OOC"! So, yeah…

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto … Yeah, "if" I owned, so don't sue me, people!

Enjoy!:)

The Burden of Future

~Chapter 1~

It was quite a shock for her the moment she was oh-so-fast ejected from the cozy little pace she had hidden in for the past few months. She was confused as to where she was supposed to be now, and, most definitely, why all those people kept passing her from one another like she was some kind of unfortunate basketball in the middle of a game. She felt the need to express her frustration, so she did the usual thing a healthy baby would the second they were born: she started screaming her lungs out like there was no tomorrow, barely noticing the warmth that was slowly embracing her. She, then, refrained to a simple whimper the moment she heard that rhythmic beat right next to her, that soothing sound that followed her since her very creation. She instinctively opened her eyes, revealing a pair of deep blue irises, color that was to develop later into the most astonishing viridian, vibrant with life and confidence.

Her first few years of life weren't as exciting as she'd expected them to be. It took her a tremendous amount of time to finally roll on her belly, get up and start walking like the other human beings surrounding her. It took another couple of months for her vocal chords to finally settle and let her speak her mind, moment she found extremely important as she was finally free of that annoying state of … "babyness". Having already passed the important age of three, she was set on growing up faster, so she would not loose time like she did in her other life.

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"… Wait a second, what the heck is she talking about?" was the obvious question passing everyone's mind.

Well, yes, this seemingly harmless baby, with innocent forest green eyes and pale rosy hair, was, in actuality, a not so surprising reincarnation. Of whom, you ask? Well, Kami was kind enough to let the same soul enter its own body again, as a second chance to life. Rarely did it happen to a soul to remain with its previous experiences vivid in its essence. The actual memories took a bit of time to be fully revived, but now they were as clear as if this holy transfer never even happen. Sakura knew this unbelievably freakish thing had happened so that she could change something about that horrid future she'd lived, so finally being able to move freely, without her legs and arms and tongue getting entangled at every second, was truly relieving. Of course, she had to pretend to being a toddler in thinking and acting, but still, she couldn't be happier. Now she could become the badass she'd always wished to become and save the world! ... that after the afternoon nap 'cause she was already tired from too much thinking.

At first, she was quite in a dilemma as to how she was supposed to explain her sudden desire to hit logs and throw knives at innocent puppets, but, in the end, she just told the truth about her wishing to become a ninja, fact easily accepted by her parents, but not without being a tad surprised at her ambition coming at such an early age. She had her plan neatly structured in her mind, as to what and in which way she could improve her physical performance faster as her knowledge was left untouched and didn't need any improvements, as for now.

She started slowly, as not to make the others suspicious of her sudden development and not to pass her body's limits too much, as it was still fragile and weak, not really suited yet to her current plans. Yet the minimum was required: every day, she would run for an hour in the morning as a warm-up and then she would start the standard taijutsu training they taught at the Academy in the first year. Unconsciously, she started molding chakra to her hands and legs whenever she would practice her kicks and hits, but she would soon get tired as her chakra reserves had only grown to the size of those of a seven years old, even though she was now four.

Constant training for over three years in both taijutsu and chakra molding got her confident enough to start combining the two and finally, to start practicing ninjutsu and genjutsu. She couldn't, though, do jutsus too elaborated or the ones that required a larger quantity of chakra as she wasn't ten yet, the age at which the usual chakra reserves grow exponentially, so she had to stick to the basics and improve those to their maximum. She'd tried getting a few scrolls on D-ranked jutsus, but she soon realized that she was practically a civilian, at least in books, it said. That was a major impediment, especially in her ninjutsu development, but she couldn't do anything about it. Students at the Academy were allowed entrance in the library, but it was another year until she was of age. She could've entered sooner, but she knew the future she remembered would be instantly altered if she was to finish earlier than Rookie 9, so she decided on continuing her training at home.

Her parents were amazed by here mere determination and were more than happy seeing her train so hard in order to become a ninja, them themselves being shinobi in the first place. They helped her more than once with her training, giving her many useful pieces of advice, coming from their years of experience, and even sparring with her on some occasions, thing which didn't often happen in her previous life. The answer came as soon as she put the question, as in her first years of life, she wasn't that thrilled at the idea of becoming a ninja. But now was different. She couldn't just waste precious time of peace and quiet; she had to improve as much as she could.

She thought about her somewhat current future, the one she was building at that moment, and she realized that she would gain so much more time as she has already gotten the information she needed; so, that huge amount of time that she had spent learning the laws of being a shinobi and, later on, the thick medical books read in order to become a medic-nin, could be used, in this life, in a different, possibly more useful way.

Already dressed up for the new day, Sakura was walking down the stairs, already feeling the mouthwatering scent of her mother's food prepared for breakfast. A strange feeling, though, washed over her, like something from the whole equation was missing. In the end, she dismissed it, reaching the kitchen and preparing her cheerful "Good morning!" towards her parents, only to see the room empty. Her look, filled with confusion, scanned the room once more, only to find a note neatly put on the table, near what seemed her previously prepared breakfast. Reading it, she understood that her parents had been called on another mission, one which was supposed to last a couple of weeks, at least. It wasn't much of a surprise finding out that she was to be completely alone for the next few days, this thing having already happened a couple of times, ever since she was a baby. Of course, back then, they would hire a nanny of some sort to take care of her, but now it was no longer necessary. Plus, even if they had hired one to do that, none would have had taken the offer, as she was widely known for her fierce temper, double personality and excellent aim regarding all kinds of objects: shoes, forks, cups, plates (of course, except knives, 'cause, you know, what sick minded person leaves a knife in front of a child, a baby nonetheless?). Well, what to do when they annoyed the craaa...bs out of her (kids aren't allowed to swear) whenever they would stop her from doing her training, saying it was too dangerous and that she couldn't do it anyway at that age? They weren't so reticent about her abilities after she'd poked their posteriors a few times…

She sat at the table and started eating, not wanting to lose any more time having reminiscences of the past. Drinking her tea, though, she thought about that strange feeling she had when on the stairs, the feeling that something was missing from her surroundings. She didn't give it a lot of thought as she knew that it was her parents' chakra that was out her reach. She stopped in her tracks, analyzing this little piece of information that could have been easily set aside in any other circumstance.

'If I were to develop my chakra sense…', she thought deeply,'…it wouldn't help me with anything', she concluded, continuing her meal.

'You're kind of wrong, you know?..', said a sudden voice, making Sakura spill her tea in a wonderful, colorful rain. There was even a small rainbow over there…

"What the heck, Inner?! I thought I got rid of you this time!" Sakura shouted .

'Oh, how cute! I knew you'd be surprised! By the way, you don't have say out loud what you're thinking, it's really annoying hearing the same thing twice!', her infamous Inner responded, making Sakura frown in displeasure. She realized then what her other self said before.

"Wait, what do you mean by that?", she said in a daze.

'Wow, girl, it seems you're even dumber than you're previous self. What happened, tried to crack a wall with your head and didn't work? Or maybe it did…'

'What the…? No, I mean what about chakra sense and stuff..'

'Ah, you see, it helps.'

'What does?'

'Chakra sense, you egg!'

'HOW ?'

'I don't know..', she answered sheepishly,'.. but think about it: knowing the exact position of your enemy can't be that bad, can it?..'

'Well, I guess you do have a point here..'

'Of course I do. Now stop thinking too deeply, you've already put your elbow in the food.'

"AH, SHI…"

'Ah ah aah, language darling!'

'Oh, shut up!'

That's it for now, folks! If you have ANYTHING you want to tell me, either being how cool my…beginning was (oh yeah!) or how crappy it seemed ( don't worry, I don't mind, I actually need those to improve), please don't be afraid to review!

See you next time!