Inside the Sketchpad & Notebook

Chapter 43: Suzuran Mebuki (Part I)

Aki: Seduce me Innocently.

Shizuka: Hey guys! It's been awhile since we've updated!But here it is! hopefully we can write the next chapter as soon as possible! *stares at Aki intensely*. NARUTO SHIPPUDEN anime is finished!!!and we haven't finished this fic yet!!!! welp...i wonder if anyone still reads this trash.... :((

Anyways this chapter is about *points at the title above* Yep it's about Sakura's mom! why? cause i felt like it. Her last name btw which is Suzuran is just something i chose randomly. And I just drew an illustration on how a young mebuki would look like to me as a teen on the media above. The drawing is kinda rushed so it isn't really good but it's just so that you could picture her out(?)...*sweat drop* or maybe you could just think of something on your own?....haha...I wanted to redraw a better one but....I'm too goddamn lazy to do it.

btw the plot of Mebuki's life may be quite overused and cliche but meh. We just need a friggin reason as to why she hates Naruko and her family so much XD XD And it might also be quite dramatic cause i wrote the majority of the chapter since Aki's the one in charge with the whole humor shit in this entire story. She's supposed to be the one to balance my darkness but she wasn't able to do it this chapter cause she wasn't inspired to write..so fuck it.

Anyways please leave comments! or reviews! It would really help us! This chapter wasn't supposed to be published but update is really taking awhile so we decided to cut the chapter into two parts since only half has been finished. :3 

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It was a beautiful day,

The sky was clear,

The sun was high up.

It was not too cold,

Nor too hot.

It was a beautiful day,

Yet they wore black.

The scent of lilies,

The scent of incense,

The sound of prayers,

The sound of tears,

Hitting the cold hard ground.

It was a beautiful day,

Yet everything was dark.

For it was a day of grieving for the loss of a life.

A day of mourning for those whom has died.

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Her eyes held no emotions as she stared at the woman whom she had once called 'mother'. Ignoring the stinging pain on her now red cheeks caused by the same hand that had once been loving and gentle with her as a child.

She stood her ground, not uttering a word even as her 'mother' screamed at her, blaming her, insulting her, her once kind sweet sweet mother.

"Why! WHY! Why didn't you die instead!? Why! Why! Such a useless child!" Her mother screamed, cried, sobbed, but mebuki knew all was useless. Her steel grey eyes dully focused on the picture her mother held on so desperately . Her mother slumped on the ground crying, hugging the picture close to her, clinging on it like it was her lifeline, whimpering pitifully.