Disclaimer: I own neither One Piece nor Naruto.

Hello guys!

This is my first fanfiction! Blah blah, I know, you're probably already annoyed by that sentence xD

Although I'm always stuck with my head in the clouds, I never wrote anything down before. But a few days ago I thought Why not? and decided to try it! Soo...please tell me what you think!

If there are any grammatical errors or the like I would be glad if you pointed them out to me (or just bear with it). Of course I did my best to avoid them, but you never know!

When she woke up, Sakura felt like she had just lived through a long day of training with her mentor Tsunade. Her head hurt like hell and every muscle in her body ached. She wanted to groan but refrained from it due to her unknown surroundings. With her profession, making a single noise at the wrong moment could be a death sentence. Her thoughts were sluggish, and she was slightly aware of the fact that she was lying on something soft.

Where am I, was her first concern. The kunoichi attempted to open her eyes, but when bright light blinded her, she shut them again and tried to use her other senses. The air felt pleasantly warm and she couldn't sense anyone nearby, neither humans nor animals, so she deduced that she was in a closed space and was probably lying in a bed.

Am I in Konoha? Pink brows furrowed while she pondered over her current situation. The last thing I can remember is— a series of images and different sensations flashed through Sakura's mind.

That bitch! What did she do? Kaguya... The pink-haired kunoichi was inwardly seething when she recalled what occurred during their battle against the white-haired goddess...

Debris was flying around, the ground was covered in ash and the air smelled of blood and death. Sakura was fighting Kaguya alongside Naruto and Sasuke. Team Seven was finally reunited, and they were determined to conquer their enemy.

In the middle of this showdown, while dodging attacks that were so powerful they could easily annihilate a whole village, Sakura had realized just how strong she had become and had felt an immense pride. She was a fierce warrior now, a far cry from the timid, self-conscious girl she had been before. She was a woman who had survived a war, she was one of the strongest shinobi alive, she could heal thousands of comrades at once.

Her fists were able to level mountains to the ground and the diamond-shaped seal on her forehead almost made her immortal since it could heal nearly every injury when activated.

But, even though they were so strong, Sakura and her teammates had problems defeating the goddess. Kaguya was switching constantly between different worlds and her long hair was utterly annoying—seriously, did that mane have its own mind? Nevertheless, Team Seven wasn't one to give up easily.

Sakura had just managed to land a particularly strong hit on their enemy that had made Kaguya snarl with pain, when the goddess suddenly looked at her and started grinning madly—well, even more than she did before.

Alarmed, Sakura wanted to warn her friends when Kaguya disappeared from their view and all of a sudden reappeared directly in front of the pink haired medic, her pale face a cruel mask. Before anybody could react, the goddess pressed her palm on Sakura's forehead.

"You're bothering me, little human," she hissed, "I will to ensure that you vanish from this world. Farewell."

Pain exploded in her head. Sakura staggered and fell to her knees. Green eyes widened with terror when she looked down and saw her own body flicker. Although she tried to stand up, her legs didn't respond. All she could do was to look at her friends with panicked eyes. Naruto was trying to reach her but his attempt was thwarted by a mass of white hair that blocked his path.

Sakura felt a strange suction and her world started to rotate. Darkness swallowed her sight, and Kaguya's maniacal laughter was the last thing that filled the kunoichi's ears before she disappeared.

Remembering these last moments filled her with apprehension. What did she do? Are the others alright?

Sakura tried to collect her thoughts.

Since I suppose she somehow sent me away, it's crucial to figure out my whereabouts now. There isn't anyone in my direct proximity at the moment, thus it should be safe to investigate.

When she tried to open her eyes again, the pinkette was still slightly blinded but it was easier than before. Rubbing her eyes and blinking owlishly, she looked around and found herself in a small chamber containing a cabinet with drawers, a closet and the bed she currently occupied.
There were two doors, one of them probably leading to a bathroom or something similar, while the bright light was created by a large window to her right that caused the morning sun to illuminate the room.

That's not a hospital, Sakura observed, it looks more like the chamber of an inn. She paused and concentrated on her hearing. From a distance clicking sounds of glasses and fragments of muttered conversations reached her ears.

Alarmed, the kunoichi realized that she was in an unknown environment and didn't really know what happened and how she got there.

Okay, don't panic now Sakura, she then told herself. You're a kunoichi of Konohagakure; you have trained under one of the Legendary Sannin and you were fighting a goddess to save the world not long ago. Wherever you are now, you can handle it!

Sakura sat up, ignoring her aching body, and was just about to leave the bed when the door opened and a boy popped his head into the room, startling her.

Strange, I didn't sense him.

Upon seeing her awake, a wide grin appeared on his face. "You're awake!" the little boy—and he couldn't be older than seven or eight—beamed and suddenly she found herself crushed in a hug.

Sakura stiffened with surprise, but he apparently didn't care and started chattering. "I found you on the beach, but you were totally out cold so I tried to wake you up! You didn't react even when I shook your shoulder! Then I saw that you were hurt! You had scrapes and bruises all over you, so I went and told Makino that there was a little girl lying on the beach. When she found you, Makino was very worried about you too! She took you to her bar and put you in her guest room! My name is Luffy! Do you want to be my friend?" His last words were accompanied by a dazzling smile.

She just stared dumbfounded at him while she tried to sort out the information he had revealed during his rambling.

So he found me lying on the beach and a woman he is apparently close to—his mother maybe?—took me in. Now I'm in the guest room of her bar, the pinkette concluded.

When Sakura didn't answer immediately, the boy—Luffy, if she heard correctly—kept on asking excitedly, "You have pink hair, are you a fairy? I always wanted to meet one!" and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

That expression reminds me of Naruto, the medic unexpectedly thought and curiously studied the boy she was currently facing. He had short, unruly raven hair and displayed a bright grin. His deep black eyes made her halt. They were...intense and Sakura somehow wasn't able to look away. They contained a variety and depth of emotions that was unusual for a boy that young. It was the strange gleam in them that captivated her though.

Just like Naruto's eyes. This boy is special.

Sakura paused in the middle of her contemplation when the Luffy's last question came to her mind.

Wait, did he just ask me if I'm a fairy? Offended, she suppressed the urge to punch the boy through the next wall—she, a fairy?

"I'm not a fairy! I'm a ninja!" the medic replied fiercely and immediately wanted to slap herself.

Great Sakura, how about thinking before you answer?

Her passionate reply seemed to delight Luffy and he exclaimed, "A ninja? That's so cool!" Then, his forehead crinkled in a frown. "But you're not much older than me, that's very young to be a ninja!" Luffy pointed out, bewildered.

What is he talking about? I'm seventeen years old, is this kid retarded? Sakura puzzled.

He also said he found a little girl on the beach when he was apparently talking about me. I may not be as well-developed as Tsunade-shishou in the chest-department but I can't be mistaken for a child at all! Why would he...

She then realized that Luffy's head was on her eye-level and that he didn't seem to be small at all. The pinkette also noticed that the bed she was currently lying in and the rest of the room were pretty huge in comparison to herself. Finally, Sakura looked down on chubby, childlike hands that were somehow attached to her arms while long pink strands of hair fell into her face and her heart nearly stopped.

That's impossible! It seems like whatever that lousy goddess did to me... no, it can't be true...

Before Sakura got the chance to suffer a nervous breakdown, another person entered the little chamber. It was a woman wearing an apron and a yellow bandana over her dark green hair. She seemed to be in her early twenties.

"Hello my dear, are you alright?" the woman asked Sakura with a kind smile. "Luffy found you stranded on the beach. You were unconscious and hurt so and we assumed you were shipwrecked and we brought you here in the guest room of my bar. My name is Makino", she further explained. Then she softly inquired, "What's your name, honey? How are you feeling now? Do you remember anything?"

Thankful for somebody reasonable and adult to talk to—because Luffy didn't seem to be the most reliable source of information—the kunoichi began, "My name is Sakura—" then she stopped and flinched because her own voice sounded like a high pitched squeak. She wanted to freak out but pulled herself together and continued calmly.

"I feel fine but I can't really remember how I got stranded on the beach. I also would like to know where exactly I am right now." Makino smiled gently and stated, "You are in Foosha Village, a village that is located on Dawn Island in East Blue."

Foosha Village on Dawn Island? Never heard of that. And East Blue? Is that the name of a sea? But...I know the name and location of every island that has been discovered since Tsunade-shishou forced me to study the world maps so thoroughly I got bad dreams because of it, Sakura contemplated and tried to calm her racing thoughts.

Makino seemed to sense her inner struggle and smoothly explained, "If you're feeling alright, we can leave you alone for now. Feel free to use the bathroom. You'll find some clean clothes there since your old ones are ruined. I'm sure it would be wonderful if you could join us downstairs afterward to eat or drink something." The woman paused shortly and then added, "We also have a map there if you need it. Maybe we can find out where you come from with some additional information."

Sakura thanked her kind host and watched her leaving the room while pulling Luffy along. He protested, but Makino told him in a hushed voice that Sakura was fine and needed some time. Luffy pouted but followed the green haired woman without further resistance. The pink haired medic was left alone with her raging concerns.

I was found on a beach by a little boy and a nice civilian woman who think I am shipwrecked. I currently am in a guest room of the bar she owns. I am apparently on an unknown island which is located in an unknown sea. Great, really! How am I going to find a way back home? Are Naruto and Kakashi-sensei and the others alright? How long was I out? And— she looked down on those chubby hands, on her chubby hands, already having a horrible suspicion about her current situation.

I have to see the truth, Sakura decided.

She left the bed and opened the door that was supposedly leading to the bathroom. The medic entered the room, but what she saw, left her frozen. A small part of her mind registered the furnishing of the bath but most of her attention was occupied by the image a large mirror showed her.

"What the hell", she whispered.

A petite child with pink hair was facing Sakura. A girl which looked just like her when she was eight years old.

Her pink hair reached her mid back and large emerald eyes looked back at her. When Sakura raised her hand to touch the diamond-shaped seal that the small girl had on her forehead, the girl in the mirror did the same motion. After staring at the mirror for another minute or two and wiggling her fingers once again at the same time the girl in the mirror did, Sakura came to the verdict that she got somehow de-aged.

Her world started spinning, so she closed her eyes to take a deep breath and calm down. I am eight years old again and away from home because some stupid goddess decided to irk me. I need to find a way back. I need a plan. Everything will be alright, she tried to console herself.

She looked down and took in her appearance. Her clothes were unrecognizable, torn, caked with dried blood (that was mostly not her own) and much too big for her small body. She found her weapon pouch attached to her belt and her headband and other possessions still where they belonged.

The muscles and the strength she had worked so hard for tough, were gone and she was left with a tiny and frail body.

Sakura didn't really want to dwell on that subject and instead tried to gain a grasp over her chakra, a small part of her hoping that nothing had changed, only to find her capacities much smaller than they were before. A feeling of disappointment went through her. You shouldn't hope for things that are impossible, she scolded herself. Of course, they are much smaller than before; your body is eight years old right now!

Though she had clearly maintained her Strenght of a Hundred Seal, the kunoichi was sure that she wasn't able to use it since such a high influx of chakra would be dangerous for her small, de-aged body.

Sakura decided to test if she could heal her sore muscles and mentally prepared herself for another discouragement. At her first try, though, she managed to illuminate her hand in a green light and was relieved. She tended to her soreness and figured that it was a bit more tiring than usually but manageable.

So I can still easily use my chakra. I just have a much less available. Could've been worse. Now I need a plan.

She thought about what to do next while she took a fast, much-needed shower. To find a way back I first need to find out where I currently am. I don't recognize the names that Makino mentioned at all. I also need a backstory. Shipwrecked doesn't sound bad, but I lack information and it has to be credible.

Damn, are the others okay? Are they even alive? Maybe they need help! the kunoichi thought desperately. What would Kakashi-sensei or Tsunade-shishou do if they were in my situation?

Her head filled with churning thoughts, Sakura eventually left the shower and put on the clothes that Makino left for her, which consisted of a black shorts and a simple red t-shirt. She attached her weapon pouch to her belt, in an inconspicuous spot to avoid unnecessary questions, and stowed her other possessions, including her headband, away.

She combed her damp hair with her fingers and put it in a low ponytail with the aid of a hair tie she always kept in her pouch. After a short glance to the mirror, Sakura put on a collected expression and left the guest room to make her way down.

I will find a way home!