"Sakura Haruno.
She was from the Haruno clan.
Haha, whatever. What the heck even is the Haruno clan? I mean, why her? The Hyuga clan, the Yamanaka, even the Uzumaki clan all have their bloodlines and hereditary abilities. What is it with her?
She's a living legend.
She can make mountains fall to her feet.
She can create a storm.
She can heal an entire army of five nations.
Her chakra control is impeccable.
Her smarts are higher than Naruto's, or even mine, for that matter.
Her care for others goes farther than the moon.
Her love is stronger than her fists.
I mean, she cries and depends on others, doesn't she?
I cry, too.
Naruto cries.
Kakashi cries.
We all do.
We wouldn't be human if we didn't.
And what's that about depending on others?
In my lifetime, ever since my clan was wiped, I hated depending on others with a passion. I needed to rely only on myself. That's what I did wrong, and look where I am now. I have one arm and a past that I regret tremendously. She did what I couldn't.
She relied on others for help.
She didn't shoulder all the pain of losing me, even when her pain matched mine. Because I was everything to her. And she had Naruto to shoulder that pain. And she was always there for me. But I rejected her.
That was my error. But now I know.
Go out at midnight, when the sky is clear and the moon is full.
Look at the stars.
That's how much I love Sakura Haruno."
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Cherry Blossoms
FanfictionThe home of the Cherry Blossom Movement. If you're a Naruto fan that supports Sakura Haruno, please read on. Otherwise, I would advise you to turn away and go find yourself an Anti-Sakura rant book. I'm sure you'd fit in perfectly there. With this...
