Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Nor do I own Boruto. Kishimoto Masashi does.
A/N: It's been exactly one year since I updated anything on ff. Oh dear.
She lives for love. She dies for love.
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"STOP IT!" The young girl, despite her quivering voice and trembling knees, runs towards her teammates unwaveringly, hoping to interfere their deadly fight in time and stop them from killing each other.
As she hurtles forward, the pinkette hears two voices screeching in her mind and running through her head a hundred miles an hour. One of the voices is screaming at her to stop running towards her impending death, to halt in her footsteps while she still has the chance to do so. The other voice, though, urges her to keep going, keep on running, for if she is unable to stop her teammates before they kill each other she knows she will never be able to face her teacher again; she will never be able to forget how she had failed to save her precious ones; more than anything, she cannot imagine a future without her boys, a future without Team 7…
Her train of thought vanishes instantaneously as all her senses scream in agony. The girl feels her body being hit by two forces so strong, she thinks she might simply disintegrate on the spot and dissolve into thin air. Her chest burns with pain, like being struck by lightning and set on fire at the same time. Perhaps her eyes are playing tricks on her, because there even seems to be sparks of electricity dancing across the gaping hole in her chest. She also feels wind gushing through her abdomen, swirling fervently as it tears her guts apart and spills blood all over the place. Dazedly, the pinkette wonders how is it that she is still conscious and how come she has ended up horizontally on the ground looking up at the blue cloudless sky but no her teammate's eyes are even brighter and prettier even though there are tears in his eyes –
In a heartbeat, reality rushes in and Sakura comes to the realization that Naruto is crying because she is dying. She knows that very soon she will be nothing but a lifeless corpse. Sakura wants to tell Naruto and Sasuke, whom she can't see from her current lying position in the sobbing blonde's arms, that she doesn't regret her decision to stand in between them and trade her life for theirs, because despite Team 7's rocky start and Sasuke's coldness towards her and all the mean things she has ever said to Naruto, these two boys are precious to her, and she loves them.
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When Kakashi reaches the hospital rooftop, moments too late, all he sees is Naruto crying his heart out while clutching the limp body tightly to his chest; Sasuke kneeling in the pool of blood, unmoving, staring unblinkingly at his bloodied left hand. And Sakura, whose emerald eyes once shone bright with eagerness and mirth, are now dull and void of laughter, void of life.
Quiet despair overtakes Kakashi, as he asks the gods why such a cruel fate must befall this Team 7 as well.