Little quiet sobs were heard from the plain white grey room, a small pink haired child sat in the chair, knees pulled to their chest and frail arms wrapped tightly around her legs. Frail arms that could never harm nonetheless kill right?

Sakura was feeling miserable and lonely with no comforting arms of her mother to soothe her, still the events from yesterday haunted her.
Blood
She could taste blood
She could smell it
And she could feel it
Her hands were now forever stained with the dark crimson substance that she couldnt wash away. No not anymore it seemed to stay there no matter how hard she scrubbed it stayed thick and unforgiving..

The small girl sighed quieting down her crying as she heard soft footsteps approaching the metal door containing her inside the plain room.
She looked over and heard it open to reveal the same ANBU who had carried her away from her home and the massive blood shed room.

"Hello little one would you mind answering some questions for me?" He asked kindly and she nodded numbly. Watching as he took out a notepad she crossed her legs and leaned against the grey wall.

"Alright, whats your name little one?" He asked

"Sakura....Sakura Haruno..." She replied

"Good good.... Er what do you like to do for fun?" He scratched the side of his head

"I like....to draw, and practice throwing shuriken..." She sighed watching the man no he was too small to be a man. She figured he was a teen. She was only 5 and she was being interrogated, such a shame it is.

"Okay...did you have a bad relationship with that man?" Finally the big questions were coming.

"He was my father...he never used to do that while I was with Okaa san.." Sakura answered softly.
The raven haired ANBU couldn't help but feel pity towards the small girl for he had a strict bond with his very own father. The ANBU sighed and decided to take off his mask so he could show the small girl his face. He reached up and tugged the strap off taking the whole porcelain mask off and revealing his pale face, stressed lines and his distinctive midnight black eyes.

Sakura tilted her head as she inspected him before she gave a shy smile and reached up to pat his face. "Anbu san is cute!" she chirped softly still touching his face making the teen boy smile and pick her up gently.
He carried her away from the grey room and brought her to a very large room with tatami mats on the floor and posters with Calligraphy on the walls to decorate it.

The teen boy slid into a bow when Sakura realized that there was a hunched figure in the middle of the room smoking a wooden pipe making the small girl scrunch her nose slightly.

"Itachi stand up and is this the child?" the old man's voice was raspy with a hint of warmth as he turned to smile at the girl. "Do you know who I am child?"

Sakura tilted her head as if thinking before she gave a giggly smile "You are the Hokage!" she bowed next to Itachi making Hiruzen chuckle slightly. Suddenly Sakura could feel a very wrinkly warm hand on her head which comforted her slightly.

"Excuse me Hokage-sama?" Itachi spoke monotonously making the warm hand be removed from the small childs head making her pout.

"Yes Itachi?"

"If the Uchiha clan could now take care of little sakura here? Please?" Itachi was still in his bow, his eyes fixed to the floor.

"Hmm..Her mother is still alive only her father was...disposed of." Hiruzen kept his words quiet as to not make the child cry.
"If her mother is alive should she not take care of the child?

Itachi pursed his lips "Currently Mebuki Haruno is in a state of hysteria and paranoia and is in no acceptable condition to take care of her daughter." Itachi reported.

"Alright Itachi I will allow you to take her for she is now your responsibility." The hokage coughed slightly making Itachi nod and pick up Sakura again as they both left the room.

***

Walking through the nearly empty streets filled with a soft pinkish glow indicated it was dawn. Sakura sighed as she was held she could slowly piece together what she would do now that she was living with Itachi.

She felt obliged to become a ninja, it was her fathers dream for her to become the top ninja and she would honour his wish and dream even if he did become a monster.

He was the one who fed her and shown her the love she always wanted and.... She had killed him in cold blood. But was she wrong for that, the small child couldn't help but wonder as the thoughts in her head seemed to purr. No. They seemed to delight in the feeling and self doubt in the small five year old mind.  A strange feeling indeed, not one fit for a child.

Sakura sighed as she clung to Itachi's neck tighter burying her face into his neck as she closed her eyes to be brought into a red bloody dream.

***

Two golden eyes watched the duo from a dark alleyway as the man slowly gave a smile of misfortune.
"What a lovely little girl.." His smile stretched further as he watched the duo walk away making his long ebony black hair sweep to the side as he craned his neck.

She will be perfect for him, a killer like himself surely can be nurtured. Maybe even he the sinner can atone if he was to nurture an innocent soul, yes he would taint her as if she were his own.

With that thought he chuckled lowly and melted in the shadows his glowing gold eyes fading into pitch darkness.

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