Clusters of fluffy low-level cumulus clouds hung over the bright blue backdrop above Konoha. The sun was out, the birds were chirping and everyone in the Village Hidden in the Leaves seemed to be enjoying the arrival of springtime. Sakura Haruno was one of the cheerful residents of the large city surrounded by lush greenery. She leaned over the rounded balcony and looked down to see many folks going about their morning, taking trips to the market and conversing with friends along the way. The mood, needless to say, was pleasant. She headed back into her room and grabbed her blue ninja headband, slipping it atop her head and tied it with a firm tug so it stayed in place during her shift at the hospital.
Since Naruto and Sasuke left the village for their own reasons two months ago, Sakura had to find a way to busy herself, but also improve herself. She wanted to turn to Kakashi Sensei but Lady Tsunade was keeping him busy with missions, so Sakura decided to work under the female Hokage herself. Ino had likened the idea and decided she too would learn medical ninjutsu. While Sakura gave her blond friend a hard time about copying her, it was in jest, as Sakura was truthfully very glad to have her best friend working beside her as they learned how to heal. But Sakura wasn't just learning about medical work, she was also honing her fighting style under Lady Tsunade when time permitted them to train.
Needless to say, finding free time was not an easy feat for the pink hair kunoichi.
As she headed downstairs, she said goodbye to her parents and headed out the door. "I'm off!" The sun felt incredible against her bare arms and she had to stop to soak it in. At the hospital, she was usually fussing with something or someone and had little time to enjoy the nice weather. She would have tomorrow off, which was a Friday, so she hoped she could use the time to go do some shopping and be lazy. Of course being lazy wasn't something that came natural to her. Sakura was the kind of girl who thrived on responsibility and purpose. She loved doing her best, every time, no matter what task was given to her. Sure, her insecurities could get in the way but she found some way to conquer them.
Taking a deep breath, she headed across the wide dusty street to a small cafe on the corner of the street and bought herself some orange juice and a chocolate filled pastry. Sakura ate her breakfast quickly and continued along towards the hospital. Her hair brushed lightly against her bare shoulders as she passed a few familiar faces, waving to them. The sixteen year old was learning to cope with the loss of Team Seven. While others like Ino and Hinata still had their teammates and could get sent on missions, she felt disconnected, detached from those she used to consider her family. Sakura was a little jealous but tried to live with it, knowing that she, Naruto, Sasuke and Kakashi were different people, battling different demons. It wasn't fair but she had to accept it.
"Good morning!" She waved to a few people she knew as she slowed in front of a small clothes shop that sold women's outfits, ranging from formal wear to special armor designed for a kunoichi. Her parents were proud of her and her accomplishments but Sakura knew that they wanted her to be in a less dangerous field so they were pleased with her interest in hospital work. Still, she pined to go out on missions. Her emerald eyes gazed at the white skirt and then to the fitting black formal dress, sighing softly. Sakura wished she had more time to toy with such frivolities. Over her shoulder, she spotted a couple who had been eyeing the same store she was standing in front of. Her face turned red and she took a step back, reminding herself she had to hurry to work and stop daydreaming.
Since Naruto and Sasuke left the village for their own reasons two months ago, Sakura had to find a way to busy herself, but also improve herself. She wanted to turn to Kakashi Sensei but Lady Tsunade was keeping him busy with missions, so Sakura decided to work under the female Hokage herself. Ino had likened the idea and decided she too would learn medical ninjutsu. While Sakura gave her blond friend a hard time about copying her, it was in jest, as Sakura was truthfully very glad to have her best friend working beside her as they learned how to heal. But Sakura wasn't just learning about medical work, she was also honing her fighting style under Lady Tsunade when time permitted them to train.
Needless to say, finding free time was not an easy feat for the pink hair kunoichi.
As she headed downstairs, she said goodbye to her parents and headed out the door. "I'm off!" The sun felt incredible against her bare arms and she had to stop to soak it in. At the hospital, she was usually fussing with something or someone and had little time to enjoy the nice weather. She would have tomorrow off, which was a Friday, so she hoped she could use the time to go do some shopping and be lazy. Of course being lazy wasn't something that came natural to her. Sakura was the kind of girl who thrived on responsibility and purpose. She loved doing her best, every time, no matter what task was given to her. Sure, her insecurities could get in the way but she found some way to conquer them.
Taking a deep breath, she headed across the wide dusty street to a small cafe on the corner of the street and bought herself some orange juice and a chocolate filled pastry. Sakura ate her breakfast quickly and continued along towards the hospital. Her hair brushed lightly against her bare shoulders as she passed a few familiar faces, waving to them. The sixteen year old was learning to cope with the loss of Team Seven. While others like Ino and Hinata still had their teammates and could get sent on missions, she felt disconnected, detached from those she used to consider her family. Sakura was a little jealous but tried to live with it, knowing that she, Naruto, Sasuke and Kakashi were different people, battling different demons. It wasn't fair but she had to accept it.
"Good morning!" She waved to a few people she knew as she slowed in front of a small clothes shop that sold women's outfits, ranging from formal wear to special armor designed for a kunoichi. Her parents were proud of her and her accomplishments but Sakura knew that they wanted her to be in a less dangerous field so they were pleased with her interest in hospital work. Still, she pined to go out on missions. Her emerald eyes gazed at the white skirt and then to the fitting black formal dress, sighing softly. Sakura wished she had more time to toy with such frivolities. Over her shoulder, she spotted a couple who had been eyeing the same store she was standing in front of. Her face turned red and she took a step back, reminding herself she had to hurry to work and stop daydreaming.