Hello!

First off; This isn't my first fanfic, but this is the very first time I've ever written for both Naruto and One Piece and published a story for either fandom!

So I've always been a fan of Naruto, but it wasn't until very recently that I actually started on One Piece (I was intimidated by the amount of chapters/episodes of the manga/anime lol) but let's just say that Luffy is my son now and I love him very much and I thought that my very first work for this fandom would be a zolu fic and not a crossover lolol

But even though I love Luffy, Haruno Sakura has always been a favorite character of mine for years and I don't think it'll change anytime soon, and, just like how a lot of these crossover fics starts, I thought, "what if" and that is how this story came to be!

This chapter is just an expositional one that don't go too much into detail, so you can say that the real story will actually start in the next chapter! And even though they haven't been introduced yet, judging by the title and summary, you can probably guess what other characters are going to play a big role in this fic ^^

Just a warning, English isn't my native language, so there's bound to be grammatical errors/misspellings and weird sentences formulation etc but I would be very happy if it is pointed out (politely please ;-;) what I've written wrong/weirdly and how to fix it :)

Anyways, without further ado, please enjoy!

Disclaimer! I sadly don't own either Naruto or One Piece lol

Chapter 1.

Enter Haru No Sakura

Haruno Sakura comes to with an unnoticeable jolt, suppressed through years of training and survival instincts that's been ingrained into her since the start of her shinobi career.

The young woman inhales deeply, subtly shifts where she lays on something incredibly soft, and tries to reach out with her chakra. Except- she can't feel her chakra. At all.

And then the pain and memories hits her all at once.

She screams- Something terrible and raw that tears out of her throat.

Spinning red, the sound of a thousand chirping birds-

There are hands trying to hold her down but- Sakura's strong, even without chakra, and she pushes the person aside without struggle and tries to move, to get up and away-

Something slams into her chest, fire bubbling in her veins and burning her from inside out-

Sakura grasps at her chest, at the spot where there's supposed to be an open wound and bleeding and open- Redredred-

But when she touches the skin, feels a scar healed over-

Before the girl can even wonder how, something stabs into her shoulder and in just a few seconds, she's out like a light.

The chirping of a thousand birds rings in her ear and all Sakura knows is that-

This is it.

This is the end for her.

Despite knowing this, the cherry blossom haired girl can do nothing but look on as her former teammate- The one she loves? But really, what is it she truly feels?- advances towards her, his prideful chidori alight in his right hand and dark, monstrous insanity in his onyx eyes.

Her stance is open and her grip on the kunai she'd intended to strike the Uchiha with is loose- Had been loose all this time and she wonders if she'd really loved Sasuke all these years, if she'd really cared for him the way Naruto did, or if it all was just delusional determination to not let him, no, herself down.

Maybe, she muses lightly, I've been in love with the idea of dedication all along.

Mistaken obsession for love. Would she truly have been able to kill Sasuke if she loved him the way she claimed to do or would she still have been too weak to do it?

As the lightning technique strikes down on her she sees her own reflection in Sasuke's haunted eyes.

The ringing gets louder and Sakura closes her own eyes, waiting for the impending pain.

Or, she really is in love with Uchiha Sasuke.

But this empty shell of a man before her isn't the one she loves.

And the only regret she felt at that moment was that she had still been too weak, too caught up in perfect fantasies of what ifs and thinking she could bring change with the way she was-

The chidori hits her, right in the middle of her chest and agony lights up in her like hot, blue fire but she never looks away, never yields as she gazes deep into onyx eyes, still searching for the boy she'd once truly loved.

She doesn't know if she finds him, in that endless darkness.

Doesn't know if she ever will.

Her body feels weightless, as if she's floating, and when she opens her eyes, there's endless white surrounding her.

Gold dust orbits around her and she feels like she doesn't ever want to wake up from this.

But then-

She's suddenly flying- falling?-

Down, down-

Up, up-

Haruno Sakura comes to with a suppressed jolt but this time, exhaustion and a false sense of calm weighs her down and she barely has the strength to even think. Her aventurine eyes flutters open and stares up at the ceiling above her, and she wonders.

Wonders what happened after she got hit by the lightning sphere in her dear- previous- teammate's hand.

Wonders what happened to her childhood love and where he's gone to, and who the stranger with his vacant, crazed eyes that had hit her with the chidori had been.

Wonders why she can't feel her chakra, why she isn't dead, where she is-

Dragging her tired and sluggish gaze- she must've been sedated- to the side, the rosette is met with the sight of a tall and old, light blond haired woman with a flask gripped in one hand and a smirk on her lips.

Sakura finds out the woman's name is Kureha, a doctor, and learns that she is very, very far from home.

Somehow, after getting hit by the chidori, Sakura's Strength of a Hundred seal had activated and she'd subconsciously healed herself, the scar marring her chest and tapering down to her sternum- and the seal itself on her forehead- proof of that.

Sakura suspects that her tenketsu points got affected- either by the premature activation of the seal or how she ended up there, far away from home- the familiar thrum of her chakra beneath her skin absent and, for the first time in years, Sakura feels weak and hopeless, feels like her skin is too tight and her body too unsteady, too, too, too much-

Something happened after that- After she got hit by the chidori.

She didn't know exactly what, and how- but she'd ended up washed up on some Island Dr. Kureha had been on to pick some herbs and the doctor had taken her back to Drum Island, the doctor's home, where she'd been treated and eventually woke up, just to wrestle with the woman who'd helped her and eventually got hit with a tranquilizer.

How she ended up there is a complete mystery that Sakura doesn't think she'll ever find the answer for and the realization that she's in a strange, new world, that she'll probably never meet her dear friends and family again and that she doesn't have her abilities, her healing and monstrous strength and jutsu-

Haruno Sakura is 16 years old, far from Konoha and supposed to be dead-

She breaks down and cries for what she's lost.

What had originally been a plan to stay with the doctor for a few days- until she's healed and can travel back to Konoha, go back home again- turns into weeks, and eventually, Sakura stays with Dr. Kureha for almost a year after finding out that she's nowhere near her village, or any of the Elemental Nations at all.

She'd played with the possibility that she could be trapped in a genjutsu but the absence of her chakra- and the presence of the scar and her seal and Kureha-san and the frigid cold of Drum Island- had made her realize that her situation was all too real.

It'd taken her a while to accept the fact that she's in a completely new world and that her chakra was gone, too.

Luckily for her, Kureha-san doesn't let her dwell in her misery and makes sure that she "aren't useless around here while you're staying with me, now get to work-!"

The older woman had been pleasantly surprised when she'd found out that Sakura was a medic-doctor, and an exceptional one at that. The two learned new things from each other, traded techniques and knowledge neither had heard of before and though the new information may never come into use, the two of them could appreciate learning new things.

Through her stay with the doctor, Sakura learns of the world she now lives in- Learns of the World Government, the orders and laws of this new universe, of the Navy and Pirates and Bandits and Celestial Dragons- It's not much, she doesn't know everything, but it's enough to get by.

She also learns that the World is largely Water, and made up of thousands- millions?- of islands, each one different from the other and finds herself wanting, like a child, to explore each of these places, to find out how the climates differs from island to island, what cultures they share and don't share and decides- When she's more settled into this world and feels ready, she'll venture out on her own and learn and see everything and anything she can.

Sakura gets nightmares and flashbacks that sometimes hits her as hard as the chidori had struck her, and she can't quite hold back her tears and soft cries as memories of her family and friends strikes her heart with a longing that aches. The rosette is grateful for the Doctor's quiet but steady presence whenever Sakura's left all wrung out and tired from those episodes, sitting in the dim light of flickering lit up candles with her as the howling wind outside fills the silence.

Six months into staying in Drum Island- of helping the doctor with aiding the sick and wounded to distract herself and be of use- while she's meditating, in hopes of still being able to recover her chakra, Sakura taps into another kind of energy lying dormant inside of her.

It's- Different from chakra, not as fluid and flexible but at the same time, the energy is similar to that of the Physical and Spiritual energies and the rosette fills with renewed hope that maybe, she hasn't lost everything. It may be different from chakra, but if Sakura could somehow mold and shape it to her whims, perhaps she could use this new energy to heal again.

It feels odd and it's harder to control.

Sakura won't let a little frustration and doubt stop her from trying to become a great healer again, though. After all, with Tsunade as a teacher and especially trying to learn the Mystical Palm Technique, you'd need the determination and patience of a saint and more.

The brief thought of her dear shishou makes Sakura's heart ache but she quickly bats the memories away. She's cried enough the first few weeks she'd woken up in this world to last her a lifetime and she knew, if she let herself dwell on her former life, she'd break down again.

So with new will and determination to survive in this world, to help as many as she could, Sakura started on working with this new energy inside of her.

If there was one thing Sakura was proud to boast about, it was her perfect chakra control and, by applying the same practice, with a little change here and there to match the flow of this new energy, the rosette was quickly able to grasp it in just a few days and circulate it the way she wanted.

So, she would be able to heal again, and the rosette lets out a sigh of relief. Of course, even without the Mystical Palm Technique, she wasn't less of a medic- A doctor. But being able to use chakra to heal was wonderful and nothing short of miraculous and if Sakura had even an ounce of a chance of using this new, foreign energy to her advantage, she would do it.

The tricky part was molding the energy. Forming it and manipulating it the way she wanted and making it work along with her.

She needed it to stitch cells together, to form bonds and heal bones and muscles and stop and start blood flows and ease out fluids and poisons-

Haruno Sakura was nothing if not determined and it took a while, and she had to stop helping Kureha-san to fully immerse herself into this "project" of hers.

The rosette does her best at figuring out this Haki on her own but it's tough, not being able to ask anyone for guidance and advice from. Eventually, though, through sheer stubbornness and determination, and months of grueling practice and burned palms and attempt after attempt, she can finally-

She can finally heal with the use of the Mystical Palm Technique using Haki.

Sakura starts to store the energy into the seal on her forehead the instance she masters it and, thanks to the Doctor, she learns what Haki is, which could be described as this world's equivalent to chakra, and that it's never been used the way she intends to use it. Sakura would've laughed at the expression on Kureha-san's reaction to her plans if the startling realization that she could- no, would- do what Tsunade-shishou had done hadn't dawned on her like a falling mountain squashing her to the dirt.

Except, Sakura would be the very first- if not the only one- to have activated "healing" Haki in this world. And she realizes that it was solely up to her to teach this to others.

The Doctor tries to convince Sakura that it's for her own good that she keep her abilities a secret to the world but- It's always been her hope and goal to help people, even before she realized that she wanted to be a nin, and the rosette was even more resolute in going on her journey, not only to learn more about this World now, but to help and heal and, hopefully, teach people this Healing Haki, as she's aptly named it.

It doesn't take long for the people in Drum to learn of Sakura and her healing abilities and in no time, the rosette is dubbed as a miracle healer. She heals everyone she can, until she feels confident in her use of Healing Haki and feels more assured in her own skin again, Sakura sets her sight on the horizon and feels that it's finally time.

And so, a year and a half after having woken up and learned that she was in a completely new world and having started her new life, Haruno Sakura sets out from Drum Island in a small boat and drifts out to the unknown seas.

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