So, here's the Sakura-multi story :)

This whole 'Wish' concept is an idea from the character Alluka Zoldyck from HunterxHunter. However, we're just using the basic idea, and things may be different in the future.

However, at this moment in time, we have no real plan or idea on where this is going to go...so...yeah...

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Chapter ONE

Uchiha Madara crashed through the compound gates, his brother, Uchiha Izuna cradled gently in his arms.

Izuna had been unconscious half the time they were traveling back, the wound Senju Tobirama had inflicted on him bleeding his life out.

"Madara-sama!" An Uchiha came running over, having noticed their clan head's return. He was soon surrounded by a countless number of Uchiha's.

Madara ignored all of them, rushing towards the where the medic-nin were stationed. He explained the situation as quickly as he could to one of the most skilled medic's in the whole of the clan, Uchiha Itsuki, and his brother was taken from his arms. He was ushered away so that the medics could work on him.

Holding down his panic, Madara squared his shoulders and cleared his face before stepping out to face the worried faces of the Uchiha waiting outside.

"What happened, Madara-sama?" One of them asked.

Madara pushed away the picture of Tobirama's Hiraishingiri slashing through Izuna, who had undoubtedly seen the technique coming, but was unable to dodge it.

Even at the young age of twenty two, he was the clan head. If he lost his composure, his clansmen would no doubt go into panic.

The next day slowly approached. Madara was tired after everything that had happened, but found himself unable to sleep. He paced around his room, stopping once in awhile to collect his thoughts before he repeated the action.

He knew sleep was essential in order to keep fighting the war tomorrow but he could not, not when he feared the flashbacks of the younger Senju brother running his brother through with his Hiraishingiri.

Just as the sun had begun to rise, he felt Itsuki's chakra signature approach his location. Madara took a second to clear his expression before summoning him in.

"It's a fatal wound, Madara-sama. We have done everything we can." Itsuki's voice was as emotionless as he delivered the news he had no doubt delivered to a countless number of clansmen.

Madara pushed down his own panic and the fear welling up within him. He knew that Hashirama could heal Izuna, but he just couldn't trust the Senju. Besides, what would his brother say if he ever found out?

However, there was still a way to fix Izuna.

After visiting his brother, Madara excused himself.

The morning he had spent in vain and deep in thought had been instantly washed to nothing at the sight of his brother lying lifelessly on the sheets. He woudl not leave his brother to die, not if he could help it.

Madara approached one of the most oldest structures in the whole of the Uchiha compound and nodded at the single guard stationed there. The guard stepped to the side with a bow and Madara swept past him. The doors to the building seemed to open on their own and Madara stepped right through.

The moment the doors had closed, candles flared to life one by one, lighting a path down a set of stairs. Madara paused at the top before he slowly made his way down.

At the bottom, he found himself standing in front of a huge door with no handle. He pressed both his hands onto its cold, metal surface and ran his chakra through. He felt the door shake as the bolts inside undid themselves one by one. Once the door was unlocked, it automatically opened, revealing a brightly lit room.

"Madara-nii-sama!"

Madara felt his cold expression melt away. A girl a few years younger than him darted up to him. Her pink hair flew behind her, caught up in an non existing wind. Her piercing emerald green eyes glowed even in the bright light.

Madara smiled and soon felt her wrapping her arms around his torso. Slowly, he reached up and slowly ruffled her hair. "Hello, Sakura."

"Madara-nii-sama." She repeated. The girl snuggled into his chest a little more before pulling back slowly. Without letting go, she looked up at him.

"Why're you here, Madara-nii-sama? Where's Izuna-nii-sama?"

Madara flinched just a little, but the girl caught him.

"What happened?" She asked. When Madara tensed even more, she frowned just a little. Her eyes flashed. "I want the truth, nii-sama."

"The war." Madara said, unable to stop himself. "Izuna was injured." He bit down on his tongue and pulled back just a little. "Don't do that." Images of Izuna's wound flashed before his eyes and he quickly pushed them away.

Sakura pouted. "Sorry."

Madara sighed, then remembered why he had come here. "Can you heal him?"

Sakura's eyes brightened for a second, before she frowned. "It's bad?"

Madara nodded faintly. "Very."

"Mkay." Sakura pulled away and twirled around. "Can I-"

"Izuna will be brought here." Madara interrupted. When Sakura opened her mouth to argue, he cut her off. "Sakura."

The girl blinked, before slouching just a little. "Kay."

Madara sighed faintly. "Once it's over." He promised gently. "Once everything is over, you can go out."

Izuna was carried in by Madara the next day. Even though he was barely conscious, the short journey seemed to tire Izuna out, for he looked even paler than before. Itsuki and a few of his best medics had had to stabilize him but his wound had already started to bleed again.

Sakura calmly watched as the medics ran around. A clean cloth was laid down on the ground and Madara gently placed his brother on top of it.

"Itsuki?"

The Uchiha turned away from the Uchiha clan head and turned to the girl tugging on his sleeve. "Yes, Sakura-sama?" He asked, feeling just a little unnerved by the way she stared unblinkingly at him.

"Is Izuna-nii-sama dying?" She asked.

Itzuki glanced worriedly in Madara's direction before slowly nodding. "Yes." He tried to smile. "Unless you save him."

Sakura's eyes brightened and she nodded. "Course!" She then turned and skipped over to Madara's side.

The existence of Uchiha Sakura had been the most guarded clan secret. Her power, her gift, was a curse and a blessing at the same time and that made her dangerous.

Sakura planted herself gracefully beside Madara. She was, after all, the younger sister of the Uchiha clan head.

"Can you heal him?" Madara asked.

Sakura placed a hand on her chin, and something about her changed. "Of course we can."

Madara flinched a little.

"Just give us the order, Madara-nii-sama." Sakura tilted her head back and looked at him upside down. "Or would you rather make this a wish?"

Madara shook his head. "Heal Izuna, Sakura." He said firmly.

A sudden pressure weighed down on them. Chakra flared to life from within the girl, the sheer amount of is forcing several of the medic nin to the ground.

Sakura's eyes snapped open, her green eyes glowing more eerily than usual.

A bright glow appeared by Sakura's hands, which had been placed gently over Izuna's wound. It kept growing, until it was so bright that everyone had to look away, and by the time they had turned back, the wound on Izuna's chest had vanished without a trace.

Madara shot forward, hovering over Izuna's form just as the younger brother slowly opened his eyes. "Izuna..."

Izun linked a few times, squinting. "Brother..." He murmured. He glanced up at the flash of pink at the corner of his eyes. "Sakura."

Sakura grinned. "I healed you." She told him proudly.

Izuna's eyes widened a little, before he closed them again, too tired to keep them open.

"I'm tired." Sakura murmured suddenly. "I wanna..."

"Sleep, Sakura." Madara said softly. "You did well."

Sakura smiled brightly, and Madara caught her gently as she fell to her side.

Sakura had been born as the younger twin sister of Uchiha Hoori, who was the fourth youngest brother of the eldest, Madara and the second, Izuna.

Though she had been a girl, she was still a child of head of the Uchiha clan and she had been required to join in on the training sessions. However, she was rarely sent out in battle parties and instead, she often helped out at the medic bases.

She had first shown signs of her gift at the age of five, when their cousin, Uchiha Tsukasa, had lost a limb during battle, the injury so great that he had had to give up on being a shinobi.

To make matters worse, infection had set in on the wound and everyone had thought that his death would be a matter of time.

Then, just one day, a medic sent to check on Tsukasa had come back with wide eyes, and he claimed that all signs of infection had vanished.

That was a day after Madara had caught Izuna running out of the medic tent Tsukasa was resting in with Sakura in his arms. His eyes were wide and Madara could see his brother's shaking limbs even as he rushed back to the compound where the Uchiha head and his family resided.

Madara had confronted Izuna about this and after constant pressing, the younger had revealed to him how Sakura had healed Tsukasa.

How Sakura had asked three simple things of him, completely irrelevant to their injured brother, and how she had then asked him for a wish. Izuna said that he had asked for Tsukasa to not die, and right after a bright glow and a surge of chakra, Tsukasa's condition had stabilized.

While skeptical, the two decided to keep this a secret, for it would be best to not spread false information. Though Izuna was sure of what he had seen, something like healing a fatal infection was not something so easily done.

Sakura didn't say anything either, and neither of them confronted her about it.

Small but miraculous things had continued happening, but with Madara's influence over the clan, he and Izuna had been able to hold down any rumors that may have been spread. They even managed to keep things from their father's ears.

However, the moment Izuna and Madara had witnessed the full extent of Sakura's mystery power was the moment they had had to acknowledge that there may be more to Sakura's power than just amazing healing powers.

It happened after they received the news of the death of Inari, the third eldest of the siblings. Once the official burial ceremony had been held, Madara had pulled Sakura away from the crowd. She was probably the only person that mattered to him that wouldn't judge him for the moment of weakness he allowed himself.

"Nii-sama, come here." Sakura said. Madara sat down beside Sakura.

"Hug me, nii-sama." Sakura murmured. Without thinking, Madara drew the girl into his arms and wrapped his arms around her.

"Cry, nii-sama." She said. "I'm the only one here." She ran a hand through his hair.

Madara closed his eyes, finally allowing himself this short moment of emotional freedom as he cried his grief out over his dead younger brother.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of chakra coming from Sakura and he was surrounded by a warm feeling of protection.

"What do you wish for, nii-sama?" Sakura asked.

Wish for...

"Hurts." Madara murmured. "I don't want to hurt."

"I shall take that as a wish, Madara-nii-sama."

That had been the first time the voice had let itself be heard, and on that day, all of Madara's memories on his brother had vanished.

Warning: Errors due to the rush in which we wrote this.

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