Weekly Oneshot Challenge - week 9
Title: you will find a way
Rating: T (canon-typical violence and blood)
Fandom: Naruto
Word count: 1277
Summary: When everything goes to hell defending Tazuna, Sakura reaches deeper than she ever has before. [part of the mokuton sakura rewrite]
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Sakura might have been proud of herself with how quickly she realized that something was wrong… if she hadn’t immediately felt a thick, heavy knot of fear settle in her stomach. She drew a kunai and fell back to where Tazuna was standing before the construction workers had even gotten past their bewilderment at the sudden wall of mist before them. “Get off the bridge,” Sakura managed to croak out past the lump in her throat. The workers nearest to her turned to look, bemused at getting ordered around by the little girl with pink hair. “Go!”
“Get off the bridge.” At Kakashi-sensei’s harsh demand, they began dropping their tools and sprinting away. Sakura looked toward her sensei for- she wasn’t sure what she wanted. Comfort? Assurance? She wasn’t going to get it. Kakashi’s attention was completely taken by the massive sword that he just managed to block with his own crossed kunai.
“Sensei!”
“Stay with Tazuna!” Kakashi-sensei sounded strained, like the effort to hold Zabuza back was so immense he could barely speak. “Remember the mission!”
Zabuza laughed, even as Sakura set her stance defensively. “Don’t worry, little girl. I won’t keep your sensei long.”
It took everything Sakura had to stop staring at Zabuza in fear, but she tore her eyes away to look for her teammates. Kakashi-sensei had Zabuza handled (she hoped). Naruto was nowhere to be seen. Sasuke was-
Sasuke was locked in combat with that strange masked ninja they’d seen earlier, at the first encounter with Zabuza. So they were working together. The masked ninja was incredibly fast, and Sasuke was somehow keeping pace. Sakura noted, even past the sick worried feeling in her stomach, that maybe Sasuke had earned top student spot after all.
Her eyes flicked from fight to fight, trying to keep an eye on the most obvious threats. Tazuna seemed content to stand behind her. Her single little kunai seemed so useless in the face of these enemies. Her hand still stung from her training accident. And her knees felt weak from the weight of the malicious killing intent that seemed to fill the air even worse than the fog.
Kakashi-sensei… Sasuke… somehow, the two of them were evenly matched with someone like the Demon of the Mist and his partner. Sakura even had a little surge of hope when Sasuke sent the masked ninja flying from a vicious kick. But the ninja stood back up, seemingly uncaring about the blood trickling from below their mask, and instead flew through hand signs so fast Sakura couldn’t even see their fingers. And the dome of mirrors that surrounded Sasuke only became more worrying when the masked ninja melted into one and began darting around Sasuke even faster than before.
Sakura was very, very grateful when Naruto showed up.
Even if he did somehow end up trapped inside the mirrors with Sasuke, he was a welcome helping hand. Sakura watched Sasuke try to melt the mirrors- they were made of ice so it wasn’t a bad thought, but of course a kekkei genkai wouldn’t be so beholden to the rules of physics. And what else could such a powerful jutsu be? Sakura wasn’t totally sure it was a kekkei genkai, but it was likely. That kind of power would certainly suit a Demon’s partner. Sakura tried not to pay too much attention to the fight, though Kakashi-sensei and Zabuza even seemed to be watching it fairly intently, only occasionally taking swipes at each other in their own fight.
Naruto took his usual course of bombarding the mirrors with tons of clones. After a moment of that technique, two things happened at once. One, Kakashi-sensei reached up to uncover his sharingan. Two, Zabuza flew through some hand signs and summoned even more fog.
Sakura reflexively drew closer to Tazuna even without Kakashi-sensei’s warning. With such low visibility, a threat could come from anywhere. Sakura really only had enough chakra for two clones (and how exactly did Naruto summon so many? What kind of chakra coils did he have?) so she summoned them both and surrounded Tazuna as best she could by herself. “Don’t worry,” she murmured. “Stay behind me and I’ll protect you.”
It was awful, only being able to hear the battles nearby and not see what was happening. It put Sakura on edge.
That edge, thankfully, saved Tazuna’s life as Zabuza was suddenly there. He swiped down with his almost comically giant sword and Sakura’s kunai-holding arm nearly buckled under the pressure. She could walk up trees and on water, but she still didn’t have as much muscle as a full-grown man. Maybe I don’t need muscle, Sakura thought. She could use chakra to hold herself horizontally. Could she use chakra to hold back a blade? There wasn’t time for doubt. Sakura cycled chakra through the muscles in her arms, her legs- anywhere that would bolster her push back against Zabuza. A clone popped as she used her chakra freely. There was no point in reserving it if she was dead, after all.
“Oh?” Was all she heard from Zabuza before Kakashi-sensei was there to take his attention again.
Sakura was tired, and her legs trembled, and she felt weak from lack of chakra. But she still stood, peeking back at Tazuna to make sure he’d survived the brief onslaught.
Sakura heard a scream, feral and heartwrenching, and the fog cleared to show her a nightmare.
Sasuke, full of senbon on the ground, bloody and motionless. Naruto, tears streaming freely down his face, chakra pouring from him as he turned on the masked ninja. Kakashi-sensei, frozen and staring at Sasuke even as Zabuza swooped in for the kill.
Something snapped inside her. Sakura moved without thinking, without planning. Her remaining clone exploded in a puff of smoke as she fell to her knees and slapped her hands onto the ground. Wood exploded upwards into a wall between Kakashi-sensei and Zabuza, catching the blade of Zabuza’s sword just in time. A second wooden wall- smaller, curved like a half dome- sprung up to defend Naruto and Sasuke’s unmoving form. Sakura trembled, pushing up until she was kneeling in front of Tazuna, her kunai forgotten in the dirt. I did that.
What happened next was hazy to Sakura, pushed to the limits of her chakra and her nerves. Naruto did… something, hitting the masked ninja so hard that they were blasted out of their mirrors and their mask cracked right off their face. Kakashi-sensei pulled out some kind of scroll and lunged at Zabuza with somehow even more terrifying killer intent. Dogs leapt right out of the ground and pinned Zabuza in place- summons, she thought through her daze; sensei has ninja summons. Lightning crackled around sensei’s hand as he charged Zabuza. And then suddenly the unmasked ninja wasn’t next to Naruto. They were impaled on Kakashi-sensei’s arm, just in front of Zabuza himself.
Zabuza thanked his partner- Haku… their name was Haku- but as a tool. Which Naruto exploded at, shouting about Zabuza being Haku’s dream and how trash Zabuza was and… well, Sakura couldn’t follow. She could feel herself trying to pass out from the chakra exhaustion, but she struggled to stay awake and guard Tazuna. She did see Kakashi-sensei carefully lower Haku’s body, closing their eyes one last time. Like a slideshow in a dark room, Gato showed up. Zabuza turned on him after Naruto’s words. Sakura thought maybe she had already passed out and began dreaming as Zabuza laid down next to Haku, tears rolling down his cheeks as he died.
The last thing she remembered was Kakashi-sensei’s hand ruffling her hair before she succumbed to unconsciousness.
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SFWC Blast from the Past!
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This week’s Blast from the Past prompt:
Life has no Reset Button — Your character makes decisions every day, from minor ones, like what to wear, to vital important ones that change lives. Whether to capture or kill a prisoner. To stay with a partner or break up. To follow an order or disobey. They do the best they can under pressure and with limited time. What choices do they regret? Which ones might they do differently, now that they’ve had time to reflect? Would they make the same choice, knowing the consequences? Are they even more convinced they made the right decision?
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Human Observation Log 192
Out of concern for our Human crewmate, I tried to warn them about the Nardian that just joined our crew. As you know, Nardian’s are highly volatile and will not hesitate to challenge even weak species to duel. They bath weekly in the blood of animals and come from a planet that is constantly at war. Their aggression is well known to all but when I informed our Human, Kim, they became agitated. They accused me of being ‘racist’ and expressed their ‘deep disappointment.’
I do not understand. I was merely concerned for their physical wellbeing. Kim left, declaring their intention to become friends with the Nardian. Human’s do not understand that it is impossible to befriend a Nardian.
Human Observation Log 192: Follow up
The Human has befriended the Nardian. His name is Greg. I have been invited to join them for red mud baths as a form of ‘self-care.’ I am beginning to believe Human Kim could befriend anyone short of an Android.
Human Observation Log 192: Follow up
Human Kim has befriended the Android and I understand nothing.
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