She was floating in a sea of darkness, a thought flitted through her head 'The war' those two words rung through the dark, Sakura was in so much agony and pain, so much sadness and loss, they had lost and now she had lost her life.

Then a bright light shined down on her and Sakura opened her green eyes to peer around, a gurgle escaped from between her lips "Aw look at her Tajima, our precious little girl" Kisama Uchiha cooed at her pink haired child the last born from her flesh and blood.

Tajima silently regarded his newest child before nodding "Sakura Uchiha, yes that's perfect, she will make a most excellent addition to the Uchiha clan" he stated then taking his only daughter into his arms, turned leaving his wife behind.

"Behold Uchiha Sakura" Tajima held up his child for the gathered clan to see, Madara as his oldest child came forth and placed a gentle hand upon the crown of Sakura's head, Izuna was next as the last remaining of his children due to the war with the Senju's.

Madara allowed his eyes to gaze upon his little sister before his onyx eyes hardened in determination, 'I will not let anyone touch a single hair on her head' Madara inwardly vowed, he was resolved to keep this promise even if he were to die because of it.

Izuna was thinking similar thoughts, if anyone dared to hurt his sister, he would kill for her, he would take on the world for his only sister "Why Sakura, Father" Izuna inquired a moment later drawing everyone's attention onto himself.

Tajima faced his youngest son, the Uchiha's held their breath waiting for the answer "Spring time is when the Cherry Blossoms bloom, since Sakura was conceived there have been multiple tree's blossoming with the cherry blossoms, even in the dead of winter" he spoke.

Madara thought back to the time his mother had announced she was pregnant, and realized that his father only spoke the truth, Madara largely remembered the wonder that had been present on his mothers face upon seeing such a phenomenon.

Announcement ceremony over, Tajima situated Sakura more comfortably in his arms and headed back to his wife "Here" he passed Kisama their daughter and turned, he needed to get back to work, there was no way he was going to let the Senju win this war.

Six months later, when Sakura was learning to walk, her brother Madara took her out to play in a little flower field, everyone had quickly learned that the pink haired girl was very special "Ni-sama" Sakura twirled her fingers around a flower.

Madara resisted the urge to frown, it was unnatural, how gifted his sister was "Yes, what is it Imouto-chan" he rumbled out, Sakura plucked the flower from the ground and headed over to him climbing into his lap with no hesitation.

"Isn't this the herb ashwagandha herb, used to reduce anxiety, get rid of inflamed muscles and boost your immune system" Sakura held up the supposed flower, Madara looked down before letting out a sigh, she sulked when he remained silent.

Madara wanted to shout to the gods, why had they given him a sister that was smarter than him "It is" he gave her a small smile though it was more like a grimace, Sakura payed him no mind as she hopped from his lap and ran out into the field once more to frolic among the flowers.

What was even worse was that their father expected more from his daughter than he did his own sons, that was what was the most frustrating part about having a gifted sister, and the child hadn't even awoken her sharigan yet.

While Madara was deep with in his own thoughts, Sakura snuck away to hide behind a tree, she knew who she was and where she was, but the thing was she didn't have a clue as to how she had ended up in the form she now was in.

'This is very irritating having to play as the little sister to that damn Madara' Sakura scowled inwardly, though she supposed it might have been the will of the kami that had brought her to her current point, right the wrongs they had created.

Why was she so cursed, so with a sigh Sakura wandered back into the clearing, taking on the mask of Madara's little sister "NII-SAMA" she screeched startling her brother straight out of his thoughts, the ten year old boy jumped to his feet and looked around for the nonexistent threat.

Madara relaxed when his ears were greeted with his little sisters peels of laughter, his eyes flitted to the side and found Sakura with her arms wrapped around her mid section and laughing her head off, with a sulk Madara once again sat down.

"What is it" Madara asked when the child had finally calmed down, instead of saying anything Sakura plopped down in the middle of the field and Madara cringed, their mother was going to be unhappy, Kisama hated it when Sakura got her clothes dirty.

Sakura gazed up at the light blue sky and watched the clouds roll by, it's how she reminded herself that everyone in the future was counting on her to fix everything also this had been Shikamaru's favorite thing to pass the time doing.

"Ne Ni-sama, when will Father start training me" Sakura asked after some moments had passed, she needed to get as strong as she possibly could otherwise everything would end up how it had ended up the last time and Sakura wasn't willing to let that happen.

Madara cocked his brow at his little sister "You should ask Father that question not me Imouto-chan" he grumbled out, that was the last thing he wanted, if Sakura started training, then she would not only surpass him in smarts but also in strength and skill.

"K, I'm ready to go back" Sakura jumped to her feet with a grace a child of six months shouldn't possess and practically glided across the grass to stand before her big brother, inwardly Sakura was gagging, how anyone could call this thing brother was beyond her.

Standing Madara brushed his pants off before taking Sakura into his arms "Mother isn't going to be happy with you" he pointed out, there was dirt on every surface of skin, not to mention her dress was covered in it, Madara didn't look down as they walked.

Sakura shrugged, being dirty meant taking a bath and that was something she cherished "I know, but that means I get to take another bath" she snickered, that was one thing she looked forward to every waking moment, Sakura couldn't stand remaining dirty even if there was just one little spec.

Later that night when everyone had sat down to eat dinner, Sakura cleared her little throat and called out "Father, if I may inquire, when do you plan to start my training" Sakura looked her father straight in the eyes indicating that his answer was very important to her.

Kisama's eyes widened and she sent her husband a look, Tajima remained stoic as usual but there was a flicker of something deep within the depths of his onyx eyes, finally he spoke but it wasn't the answer Sakura wanted to hear.

"You will not be training ever, I refuse to lose my only daughter" Tajima decreed then wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood, Sakura's jaw dropped in astonishment but Tajima ignored it as he headed for his personal quarters.

Sakura sat back in her chair, her thoughts swirling and her blood boiling 'Stingy ass' Sakura scowled deeply but she didn't dare do that behind her fathers back, Tajima had a nasty habit of catching her in the act whenever he did something she didn't like.

Madara was inwardly cheering, 'Thank the Kami, now I don't have to worry and I can just be Sakura's big brother' he sighed in relief, Madara finished off his food and then excused himself from the table, heading to his own room that was separate from his siblings.

As Kisama tucked her daughter into her futon, she decided that it might be a good thing that Sakura wasn't going to be trained, like her husband, Kisama didn't want to lose her only daughter it would be a heavy blow for the clan.

When her mother left Sakura snuck out of her bedding and headed over to a corner of her room, if the man she now called father wasn't going to train her, then she would train herself, for two solid hours, Sakura ran through everything she remembered from her former life.

It was just taijutsu but at least it would start her off, finally when Sakura was tired enough, she crawled back into her bed drifting off as soon as her head hit the pillow, Sakura knew that the future was depending on her and she wouldn't let her friends down.