( a u t h o r ' s ) ( n o t e ) : A new story! Don't worry, I will still update Foolish Heart.
( s u m m a r y ) : AUOOCOC 'Teachers are your second parents.' Ever since she was born, she longed for a mother's love. She's been bugging her father about it, and recommended to be her second mother is her pink haired nursery teacher. SasuSaku
( d i s c l a i m e r ) : standard disclaimers applied. I own most of the OC's that would be appearing in this story. I made use of the year 2006 as the basis of their ages, so I did a trial and error on the years they were born.
( d e d i c a t e d ) ( f o r ) : I dedicate this special story to my dearest friends here in fanfiction(dot)net, goodevil (one of my best friends) and Hi-kun (my college friend, service mate and one of my closest and precious friends). I also would like to dedicate this to my loyal reviewers, from the beginning of my legacy here in up to now.
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"Let's put it like this Hana-chan, it would be more appropriate and it would fit perfectly in the figure!" The nursery teacher said as her soft hands guided the little child's own into the small puzzle piece and placing it on the blank spot in its case. As her hands lightly gave pressure to the small hands, the puzzle piece was tacked to its spot, making the little Hana squeal in utmost happiness.
"Kyaa!" The little girl's eyes widened and her eyes twinkled with happiness. She looked up to her teacher's beautiful face and suddenly tackled her to a hug. "Arigatou, Sakura-sensei! Arigatou!" The nursery teacher smiled brightly and returned the hug her student gave. "You're very much welcome!" Sakura said as she patted the small head lightly. "C'mon now, play some more as I assist you classmates." She said and left her topnotch student alone to play with some activity books provided by the nursery school.
"Hai!" Hana nodded and started to rummage through her book shelf beside her for some books she could read and answer. Sakura walked towards another student and gladly assisted the little boy in writing his name properly on the sheet of paper spread out on the brown cherry table.
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( n a m e ) : Haruno Sakura
( a g e ) : 25
( b i r t h d a y ) : 28th of March 1981
( s t a t u s ) : single and unavailable
( h a i r ) ( c o l o r ) : pink
( e y e ) ( c o l o r ) : green
( p r o f e s s i o n ) ( a n d ) ( o c c u p a t i o n ) : nursery teacher in Konoha Nursery School
(Know more about her as the story goes on)
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"Ne, you should always be writing within the line and not outside of it." She said as she guided the hands of little Shun to write in his blue and red lined paper using his sharpened pencil. "Demo Sakura-sensei, it's hard to maintain it in line!" Shun whined as he looked up to his teacher with teary eyes. Sakura sweat drop at the child's antics and patted his head partnered with a very cheerful smile. "It would be hard at first but if you keep practicing, you could probably do it properly! When I was your age, I also had a very hard time!"
"Really Sakura-sensei?!" Shun's eyes widened and also the gap of his lips, which formed a bright smile. Sakura smiled again and tilted her head sideward, making her long pink hair sway with her movements. She nodded to the little boy and patted his head, one last time and left him alone with his friends, eagerly practicing how to write their names.
The tall, slim teacher stood up straight and went to the farthest corner of the small, bright room, where a lone student was, holding a paint brush and facing an easel, painting a small picture. She neared the little girl, pulled a chair and sat down beside the painting girl. "Mm… It's a very good picture, Naomi-chan." Sakura boosted the little girl who looked up to her with those round obsidian orbs, which shone and gleamed with happiness.
"Arigatou Sakura-sensei… demo…" Naomi started cheerfully but then trailed off, staring deeply into the painting, eyeing a certain representation of the stick painting. Sakura eyed her student and looked at the painting, which in the next happening stuck her heart. She found where the little girl was looking intently, in which Sakura also stared at.
Three people were in the painting…
The stick representation quickly shows that the painting was a family… A house as their background, with lots of grasses and wild flowers surrounding it…
There was a tall figure… probably the father…
Beside the father was a small figure in pigtails and skirt… probably the baby…
And last but not the least, a petite figure with a long skirt… probably the mother…
"You miss your okaa-san?" Sakura asked gently, trying hard not to offend the girl. She looked at the little Naomi, who still had her eyes glued on the picture but nodded to her question. Sakura smiled. 'She never saw her mother… ever since birth…' She thought and grasped the child's shoulder lightly. Naomi looked at her teacher, who gave off a bright smile and suddenly hugged her.
"Don't worry." Sakura assured, breaking their hug afterwards. "Wherever she is now, I know she is very proud of you! And here in school," Sakura smiled brightly at Naomi. "Teachers are your second parents." Naomi matched Sakura's smile and nodded her head, her long black hair following her movements. They all heard the school bell ring, indicating that it was time to go home.
Sakura stood up straight and announced. "Please prepare your things now. Your parents are going to be here in short while. Please stay in the dismissal room afterwards for Ino-sensei to assist you in going out of the school. Is it understood?" Sakura asked as she looked at every student. "HAI!" Every child chorused and immediately prepared their things. Sakura smiled again and waved her goodbyes to her students as they went to the other room where a tall blonde stood, helping each children with their things.
She smiled brightly at the very last students who stepped out of her classroom. 'Naomi.' She thought as she gave the child a last warm smile and a wave of her hand. .
The door finally closed shut.
She looked back at the small painting of the little girl, eyeing the figure on the right, be it the mother of the family. She smiled a sad one and neared the painting, picking it up afterwards and started collecting the other works of the children.
'Uchiha Naomi.'
( a u t h o r ' s ) ( n o t e ) : A two-page prologue! Wait for the next chapter!
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