"Please Honey, don't do this!" My mom was screaming, crying, and somehow managing to sound almost…loving. My father stood before her, a knife was gripped in his right hand. I didn't understand what was going on, one moment they were getting along, then me and mother left, when we came back Father started to yell. "Please, not in front of Sakura!"The sound of my name made me pay, if possible, closer attention. My dad, his jet black hair sticking to his face with sweat, it was glistening off his entire face. My mind raced with questions, I knew I didn't want answered.

"You lying slut, how dare you fucking cheat on me!?" My dad was back to yelling, he braced the knife, I could see his nails burring into the palm of his sweaty hand. I knew that word. Cheating. I also knew that my mother would NEVER do that. "No, please, I swear!" I was perplexed, confused, and I knew this wasn't going to end well. "Baby, quit LYING!" The sliver blade slashed at my mom, she ducked, and a lock of her lavender hair fell to the ground. I wanted to cry out for her, but my mouth was dry, no words escaped my throat. The blade rose again. I silently begged for him to stop, I begged him to quite his nonsense.

"NO!" My mom screamed, she stepped toward me. I realized that I was just standing there, in the middle of the kitchen with them. My entire body was numb, but I knew I was shaking. My dad reacted to her movement faster than I could even think. The blade moved quickly, I shut my eyes. Screams. My mother's screams. I opened my eyes again, and looked directly at the ground. A large puddle of crimson liquid was next to my mom, I held my breath as I looked up at her. She was clutching her arm; tears were spilling out of her bright green eyes. Her beautiful face was red, and stained with even more tears. I began to cry too. Hot tears pouring down my face.

"Why would you do this!?" I expected my mom to be saying this, but the words escaped from my father's mouth. He seemed disappointed, but the anger took over all his other emotions. "Sakura! Run! Go get help!" My mom screamed at me. I wanted to follow her orders, trust me, I wanted to get away as fast as possible, but my legs were frozen. She was staring at me, still holding her arm, blood was still rolling down it though. My father stepped towards her, and outstretched his left hand, taking a large handful of her hair into his hand. She whimpered as he yanked her to the ground. The blood covered her white blouse. Once she was completely on the ground, my dad began to whisper "I love you, I love you, I love you" It became a chant he sang as he raised the knife into the air. Down it came, right into my mom's side, I winced, the sound of her screams made me want to die right there, but petrified, I continued to stare. The knife sliced down her entire side, blood was pouring all over the kitchen, and onto my feet. My mom continued to scream. Blood was coming out of her mouth.

I wanted to cover my ears, but my entire body was still. Once again my father took a handful of her hair and brought her face up to his, he smiled at her "I love you honey" He said, and he kissed her lips, when he pulled away his lips were covered in her blood. He slowly licked it off, and then put the knife to her throat, she stifled one last breath before he moved the blade across her throat, I was sprayed with her blood. I choked on my scream, which made it stay in my throat. Then my father looked at me. His pupils were dilated, sweat was still dripping off his face. He dropped my mother's hair, letting her head fall limply to the ground, she wasn't breathing. She wasn't moving. I had known she was dead, but now the shock set in.

I felt my knees collapse, I fell to the ground. I didn't care I was being soaked in my mom's blood. I didn't care that my father was getting up and walking towards me. All I cared about was the fact my mother was gone, and soon I would be gone too. He knelt next to me, and faintly whispered "Sakura, are you frightened of me?" I whimpered and nodded. He gripped the knife, and my heart began to beat faster. Before I knew what was happening, the point of the blade was against my throat. "Don't worry honey, it won't hurt!" He smiled. He smiled and I freaked. I clenched my fists and began to wildly throw hits at him. Very few made contact, and I, only 8 years old didn't make much damage at all. He grabbed both of my wrists in one, huge hand. The one that used to hold mine as we crossed streets, the one that hugged me when Grandpa had died, the one that used to wipe away my tears, now was causing them.

"That's it!" He yelled, he pressed the blade to the tip of my fore-arm, and asked me "Do you love me?" I nodded, slowly and painfully. "Aw, I love you too Sakura!" He pressed the blade down, and then slid it down, across my arm, then jerked it away, blood spilled out. I screamed. I tried to back away, but my hand slipped in the blood, I didn't know if it was mine or my moms, but I slipped in it. Slam. I hit the ground, pain, that's all I felt, pain. He laughed at me "My silly little blossom 

princess." Blossom Princess. My nickname since…forever. How dare he use it?! "Sweetheart, do you wish for me to…die?" His tone was changed, almost back to normal. I wanted it so badly I couldn't describe. I whispered "Yes."

"Then, you have to do it yourself." He looked into my eyes and smiled. I held my breath. Do it myself? What if I just made it quick and painless…what if I made it long and torturous…? I didn't know what to choose. He handed the knife to me, and wrapped my small fingers around the handle. "Do it Sakura." I nodded and gripped the knife tightly. "I love you." He reminded me. I wanted to laugh, but somehow the situation didn't call for humor.

I shut my eyes, and shoved the knife into him. I didn't aim, I didn't even look, but I kept fucking stabbing. Over and over. Occasionally I felt him jerk, or heard him grunt, but he stayed and let me do my damage. I opened my eyes. I had hit him at least 20 times. His entire torso was ripped to shreds, I whispered "I love you Daddy." And plunged the blade into his heart, even more blood poured out of him. Now, I was covered in his blood too. He fell over backwards, landing with a sickening crack, splash, and then I was alone. I fell backwards too. I could move again, but I didn't want to. I wanted to be the pitiful little girl I was, sit, and cry my eyes out.

Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this pain? I glanced down at my arm, it was bleeding profusely, I winced. Maybe if I just sat here, I could die too. Maybe, it would be better, but my mom wanted me to get away. She wanted me to be safe. I slowly got to my feet, careful not to slip again. My entire body was soaked, but I ignored it. I stepped out of the kitchen, doing my best to evade the still growing puddles of blood. As I stepped onto the white carpet of the living room my feet left red splotches in the shape of my small feet. I shuffled over to the phone, and picked up the receiver, placing in on my ear. It rang once before a very alert, female voice answered "911 emergency, what's your emergency?"

I coughed quickly, then said "My name is Sakura Haruno-" I heard her stifle a breath, everyone in the town knew me, and knew I would never prank an emergency " My Mother, and Father were both killed, I'm really injured and if I don't get help I'll die" I was being amazingly calm for the situation that was at hand.

"Just hold on Sakura, this is Julie" Julie. My mom's old best friend from middle school, this would be sad to her too "Help is on the way!" Click. I was alone again. I hung the phone up, and walked over to the stair case. God damn my mother's obsession with stairs, I silently climbed up the stairs, keeping my balance by putting my good hand on the oak railing. I felt really woozy, and could barely see straight. Not a good sign.

At the top of the stairs, I turned right to the bathroom. The door was already open, and I walked in quickly, I had to find a towel. But, what I saw wasn't what I wanted to see, and it definitely wasn't a towel. On the white marble counter six needles were waiting. Emptied, just waiting to be refilled. I reached forward with a shaking hand and grabbed one. The tip of the needle had blood on it, I knew that the last person to hold it was my dad. Fucking moron. I threw it back to the counter and heard a defining crash. Glass flew around, I reached forward and grabbed a handful of a few more, I threw them onto the ground, the sound of them breaking was music to my ears, I shoved the rest onto the ground. I turned to the closet and yanked it open, a stack of bright yellow towels welcomed me. I grabbed one, and swiftly wrapped it around my arm. I was surprisingly smart for such a little kid. I pressed on the towel and felt it absorb the majority of the blood, but it was still bleeding really fast. I shook my head, whipped my eyes, and left the bathroom.

I was half way down the stairs when I heard Julies voice call for me "Sakura! Sakura-Chan! Honey, where are you?"

""H-here." I mumbled, making my way down the rest of the stair case. As soon as I turned to look for her, she embraced me in her arms, her blond hair filled my face, it smelled like oranges. I was hesitant to wrap my arms around her body, but my body soon just went along with it. I felt her sobbing into my shoulder, she was on her knees. "I-I'm so s-sorry!" She pulled away to look me in the face, her brown eyes were swollen and hardly any white shoed, it was all red from, crying. I didn't say anything, I just nodded.

Two police officers walked toward me, one of them was at least 7 feet 3inches, and was pretty pudgy, black hair fair was curled over his eyes. The other one was only about 5 foot 4, he was lean and muscular. His brown hair was short and to a buzz cut. The pudgy one spoke up first, he had a big golden badge pinned to his chest "Sakura?" I nodded slowly. "Do you know who 

did this to your parents?" I hesitated, and shook my head no. He nodded and turned to the shorter one "Alright. Well, take the girl into the ambulance, get her to the hospital." It had seemed that Julie had forgotten about my cut until then, she wrapped her sweat covered hand around my arm and pulled off the towel. She breathed in deep and said "Oh my god…did the guy who killed your parents do this to you?"

I didn't want anyone to know the truth. I don't know why, but I knew I wanted it to by my own secret. I nodded and said "It doesn't hurt anymore." Julie picked me up into her arms; my pink night gown covered her in whosever blood it was. We made our way towards the front door, and as soon as we were outside the cold air smacked me in the face. I coughed and dug my face into her shoulder. An ambulance was waiting, its lights were flashing, the back door was already open. Julie stepped into the back, me still in her tightly gripped arms.

She sat down on the gurney. I shut my eyes; maybe, just maybe it was all just a horrible dream. "You'll be alright Sakura-Chan…" Julie said into my ear. Before I knew what happened I was out, black swallowed everything.

"Sakura. Wake up honey." It wasn't Julie's voice. Quite the opposite actually. This voice was a man, gruff and sturdy instead of Julies usual dainty little timid voice. I opened my eyes, my light green eyes were momentarily blinded by a very bright light. I leaned upward, my arm was in a sling, and I was in a very uncomfortable paper gown. I looked up at the man. I wanted to laugh, but I resisted. He was tall, he looked like a cat was growing on his upper lip, and wrinkles surrounded his eyes. I gave a playful smile. "Sakura, are you feeling alright?"

Alright? Did he really just ask me that? Both my parents were dead, and I killed one of them. My arm is in a sling, my mom's best friend is more than likely emotionally scared, and he thinks I'm ALRIGHT? I nodded. He gave me a comforting smile and then said "We called your grandma, the one in Japan?" I thought for a moment, then remembered her. I had only met her once, was she really my only living relative? I nodded solemnly. "You're going to go live with her, alright?" I was stunned, I didn't breathe, a moment passed then I coughed "Moving…to JAPAN?" I almost screamed. He nodded, he backed away a little. Granted it was better than living with Julie, I mean she was family, but all the way in Japan?!

"Your grandma is coming to pick you up actually…" He said, regaining his "Manly" confidence. I nodded, then said "You can leave, doctor dude." I tried to give another playful smile but I stopped attempting after I felt only half my smile work properly. He laughed, and turned around "She'll be here in about an hour…you've been out for the last two days, I can imagine it was kinda traumati-" I glared at him, and he slid through the door and shut it quickly. I laughed and looked around. A small, old TV was set up on the wall, speaking the walls they were the ugliest shade of yellow I had ever seen. It looked like someone barfed them up along with their pea soup. I giggled.

I looked for the remote, it wasn't anywhere around me. Worst day ever. Wait, the worst TWO DAYS ever. I looked out of a huge window on the far side of the room. It surely wasn't night anymore. The bright sun and light blotches of blue shone through a huge, green maple tree outside. There were shiny cars outside, all reflecting the bright light. I sighed.

I flopped backwards. "Blechy" I said to myself as I rolled over. I couldn't get comfortable. The blankets felt like they had been frozen stiff, my pillow felt like a brick, and I could hear some Spanish soap opera going on in the background. "Blechy" I said again. I looked around me again. A huge green button with the words "Call nurse" under it. Right next to it was a red button that said "Call doctor". I smiled, reached forward and pushed the green button. It lighted up, and I heard someone outside of my door. "Hm, that was fast…" I mumbled as someone opened the door.

"What do you want" She sounded angry. Why was she mad at me? "Um, yeah, when is my Grandma getting here" Finally I could see her. I hate to admit it, but the first thing I saw were her HUGE boobs. They looked like they were going to EXPLODE out of her white dress. Other than her gigantic breasts, she had bleach blond hair to the middle of her back, she had a green jacket over her dress, I wanted to laugh. She looked like a slut.

"How am I supposed to know!" She was pretty rude. "We called her yesterday, she could get here anytime I guess…"

"Ummm, I'm Sakura" I said quietly. I didn't want her to sit on me.

"I'm Tsunade, and I already knew your name. What I don't get…is your hair, what's with the pink?"

I blushed. "Um…well…it's actually my natural hair color…" I wanted to diss her boobs, but once again I didn't want to get crushed.

"Haha, are you serious!? Well, Sakura, your Grandma, SHOULD be here at any time, she might actually already be here…" I got over excited and sat up straight. "Really" I squeaked. I wanted out of here. She laughed at me. I rolled my eyes, and hung my legs over the side of my bed. "I'm gunna go look for her…"

I expected Tsunade to stop me, or tell me to lie down. She didn't even twitch. She just nodded, and walked away. I jumped off the bed, landing with a soft plop. I rubbed my eyes and walked out of the door that was left open by Tsunade. My vision spun a little bit. I turned into the hall way, and started to run. I don't know why, but I wanted to run. My legs felt really weak, and told me to stop with every step I took, but I ignored it.

'Sakura…' It was so quite that I could barely hear it, I turned around quickly. I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman that said it, no one was even looking at me. Everyone was too busy with their own work. I shook my head and continued to run down the hall. My senses were going wild. The look of the faces on Doctors telling patients family that they're going to die, the smell of clean floors and the smell of icky hospital food. A few people glanced at me before carrying on with their work.

'SAKURA!' The same person yelled, I flipped around and stumbled over my own feet, landing on my butt. I looked around, almost everyone was staring at me now, but then soon turned away like nothing happened. "What the heck…" I mumbled, before standing up and walking down the hall.

It only took a few more seconds to get to the lobby. And it definitely didn't take long to find my grandma. She was hunched over a Opera Magazine, saying something in Japanese under her breath. She looked up at me, she didn't look like any other grandma on earth. She had vibrant red hair, like a huge hanging flame down to the middle of her back. She had freckles all across her face, and had two, bright green eyes. That looked just…like mine. Our only similarity. She must have died her hair red, because everything else about her was 100 Asian. She had squinted eyes, and looked really young for whatever age she must have been. I giggled.

"S-sakura?" She said. Her voice was steady, but very unsure.

"Grandma." I smiled and took another step towards her. Before I could make to her, she knelt down and flung her arms around me, squeezing me tight. I coughed out a breath and said "I…can't…breathe" She gave me a warm smile and said "I…love you"

I didn't know if I was supposed to say it back, so I smiled and nodded. She grabbed my hand, and walked me over to the front counter. As soon as she was there, she put her free hand on the counter and declared "We, are leaving." The girl at the front had Short, choppy black hair, and had at least 10 moles on her face "Um, Alright, Mrs. Bloom." Her voice was small, and very quiet. I had forgotten that I had received my dad's last name. Stupid teme.

My grandma smiled and gripped my hand tighter. She lead me out of the lobby, and through two big, glass doors that opened when we got close to them. As soon as I walked through the doors, my eyes felt like fire. I hadn't realized how much brighter it was outside.
'Listen to me…' Sakura looked up at her grandma. "Huh?" She said, puzzled "Did you…did you say something?" Sakura's grandma looked at Sakura like she was nuts "What are you talking about, hun?"

'Don't make a fool out of yourself…' Sakura glanced around her. The voice was getting very clear, it was definitely a girl. Her voice was rough though. Strong. Mean. Sakura got confused; she kept looking around until her eyes fell on her Grandma's confused eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Uh…yeah…" Sakura mumbled, her eyes rested on the cement. 'She thinks you're crazy. Kill her.' The voice spoke again to her, it sounded demanding. Sakura shook her head violently and told herself 'NO! She's my only living relative. I need her to live if I wan4t a decent place to stay…'

'She hates you…you doesn't want you to be with her.'

"LIAR!" Sakura yelled. Her grandma looked at her with a scared expression. "S-Sakura…please stop it, your scaring me…" Sakura snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry Grandma, I…I love you…" Her grandma didn't look pleased. At all, but nodded and said "I love you too."

'She's lying..,' The voice said in a tauntingly. I got angry at whatever the fuck was talking to me. 'SHUT UP' I told myself, 'I will hurt you.'

'Hurting me…means hurting yourself darling…' The voice went silent again. Sakura didn't reply this time. "Be right back…" Sakura's grandma said quickly. She let go of Sakura's good hand and took off running down the parking lot. Sakura was dazed. And apparently 100 off the wall nuts. She tried not to think. The voice would hear her. Yep, crazy as hell.

Sakura tapped her foot nervously. "Come on Grams…" She said under her breath.

'Maybe she is gunna leave you here' The voice said happily.

'Maybe you need to go shove-'Sakura started at herself, but was cut off by a white 1995 Nissan Sentra pulled up. It was surprisingly clean. The rims gave off a silver gleam, that temporarily blinded Sakura, and the windows were slightly tinted. Sakura smiled and walked forward, grabbing the black handle of the car. She opened the door and fell into the car.

"Ready to go back to Tokyo?" Her grandma asked with a huge grin.

"Tokyo…city?" Sakura asked, she thought she was going to be stuck in some small, little town. She was wrong.

"Yep! Tokyo city! Neon lights, Asian strippers, and ecstasy addicts around every club!" She grinned even brighter. Sakura got excited. Soon enough, everything from the last two days would be behind her. Well, almost everything.

'Hmmmmm, you'll probably get lost and killed' The voice told Sakura in a matter-of-fact voice. Sakura rolled her eyes, and rolled down her window. Trees, people, birds, clouds, all passed by her in a blur. She sighed deeply, remembering back to last week when her mom had tooken her to the beach, the scenery passing by her just like now…

It only took a half 'n hour to get to the air port. But it took several hours of long lines, lots of foreign people, and grumpy white guys to finally get on the plane. Where, Sakura could finally get some good sleep.

End of Chapter 1, the first part! Whoo Hoo! I know it's gory, but it gets a wittle bit cleaner, I really hope you enjoyed it, alright?

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