Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Summary: Sakura's sixteenth birthday, she finds out she is a Jinchiiriki.
Authors Note:
Inner Sakura
Zukie?
Sakura's 16th Birthday
Chapter One
"Your child is dying."
The scream of a broken woman echoed off the hospital walls. Her broken spirit reflected in the pitch of her scream. The doctor's muffled voice spoke again. "There may be a chance."
Sakura's mother finished the note to her daughter, sealed it with a kiss and placed it in the one place she knew it would be found. The door. She wiped the tears from her eyes as she embraced her husband tightly.
Flashback
"There may be a chance." The two new parents looked at each other before saying "We want our child to live. Do whatever it takes."
The doctors looked at them concerned. "The only way to save your child is to put the seven tailed snow tiger inside of her."
The mother of the child looked at the doctors. "Do it now." She said her voice determined.
Seven hours later the medics returned with their child. "im truly sorry," said the head medic. "The seal will only last for sixteen years." The father looked at the medics confused. "what does that mean?"
The medic gazed sorrowfully back. "It meant that on your childs sixteenth birthday the seal will be realeased and the two of you will die." The childs mother looked at the baby she now held in her arms. "As long as our baby's alright."
End Flashback
"Any last requests?" she asked playfully. Her husband just looked at her stoically. "I just want to spend my last night with you."
Sakura woke up drenched in sweat. It was just a dream she reassured herself. She turned her head to the clock on her bedside table. The green illuminated numbers shone like a beacon towards her. 5:15. Great. No point going back to sleep she thought as she hopped out of bed and proceeded to have a shower.
The shower was peaceful and Sakura wanted to stay under the water for ever. Unfortunately though she got out and dressed. Her black mini skirt with tights, black midriff baring boob tube and short red sleeveless jacket showed off her assets well, from her cleavage to her tight thighs and firm stomach.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Her belly bar was clearly visible the mini shuriken at the end gleaming in the light. She knew this was how she always looked, but hey, she liked it.
She moved to the kitchen and made breakfast. It was already 6 am. She washed the dishes, only just noticing her parents disappearance. She brushed off the thread of fear that was lacing its way through her thoughts. Theyre probably just off seeing Tsunade she thought. She looked at the clock. 6:45. She decided to go for a walk and left the house without seeing the note on the door.