Partial Vision

"Don't give up! You can do it."

"I can't-ah!"

"We have to get the child out quickly! Miss Haruno is losing too much blood!"

"Someone get the blood transfusion ready! Push Miss Haruno, you got to try!"

Sweat poured down the said lady's face as she tried her very best to as she was asked while fighting to stay conscious. Black dots crept and clouded her vision slowly. She heaved and gave another push, her breathing becoming more and more labored with each passing breath.

"That's it! The baby's almost out."

"It's no good doctor! If we keep this up the mother is going to die!"

"But if we don't however the baby will die!"

The exhausted lady looked at the doctor with eyes filled with panic.

"My baby cannot die! You must save her! Please!"

The desperate plea to save her daughter rang throughout the operating theatre, gripping the hearts of those who had listened.

"Of course we will, but you must hang on!"

The room had started to sway in front of the woman as she continued the arduous task. She gritted her teeth and gave another push.

An infant, no more than a day was born to earth that day with beautiful porcelain skin, a set of bright, expressive olive eyes, a tuff of pink hair upon its head and rosy chubby cheeks that could make any mother squeal over the adorableness. The infant open its eyes to take the first glance of the world it was born into. The nurses cooed gently to the baby, whispering to each other about how cute the baby was while its mother panted in relief and tiredness.

"Congratulations Miss Haruno! It's a girl!"

An overwhelming sense of drowsiness took over the mother after the long strenuous hours of trying to conceive the baby. She smiled as the little child tried to reach for her mother. Sadness enveloped her as she knew somehow she would not be able to see the child grow up. Curious hands tried blindly to grab hold of the finger that was offered to her by her mother.

Innocent green eyes like the leaves of a growing shoot.

Pink hair like the cherry blossoms of the tree of the seedling when it grew.

The name of the child came to her without much thought.

Sakura.

"Her name will be Sakura Haruno. Please take care of her for me from now on…"

"No Miss Haruno! Get a grip on yourself! You! Go get the equipment ready!"

She shook her head slightly, smiling painfully at the doctor before breathing in her last breath before closing her eyes, never to wake up.

"Miss Haruno!"

- - - + - - -

Four years later…

- - - + - - -

"The one you see playing with the blocks is Takeru. And that is Kiki. She is currently five years old. That one over there is Kato, he is…"

Minato looked at the children playing in the room happily, screaming their heads off. One of which trying to snatch a doll form the other and another one was gnawing on a pencil. But the one that caught his eye was the pink haired girl, with odd green cat eyes that was staring at him at the corner of the room while clutching her book tightly.

"What's the child at the corner called?"

"That one is called Sakura; she is currently four years old."

He strode towards the little child and squatted in front of her observing the movements of the little one.

"Sakura, come here."

She looked up curiously at the unfamiliar figures towering over her. One of the figures had lowered themselves and squatted in front of her, observing her movements. Warily she tottered towards the stranger.

"You might not want to adopt this one, she is rather weird. Not to mention, she have a rather abnormal hair colour. And if you ask me, she is not really clever as well…"

Minato tuned out the lady's speaking as he watched the kid cautiously moved towards him, hugging the book as she did like a shield.

"Mis-tar, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm just curious on what you are reading."

"This book?"

She held up the book she was holding.

"Yes. Can you tell me what is it about?"

"It is about a girl and a boy who got lost in the woods. Then they found a gingerbread house in the middle of the woods and started eating it."

He grinned slightly.

"And I supposed an evil witch took them in, wanting to eat them?"

Sakura blinked at the man surprised.

"How did you know that mis-tar?"

"Oh I was just guessing."

"Mmhm. But they managed to run away!"

"I see."

"But I think that da evil witch isn't that evil."

"Oh and why did you think that?"

"If they didn't eat the house the witch would not have wanted to eat them. They are the ones who made the witch angry first. If they did not make da witch angry, she would not have want to eat them."

Minato was taken aback by her thinking. He realized that she wasn't one who took things as it is but a rather inquisitive child that analyses and looks from at things from a different perspective.

"…she can't even tell the difference between two colours! I mean most children can do that easily but she can't…"

He snapped back his attention to the rambling caretaker.

"What do you mean she can't tell the difference between two colours?"

"If you ask her what colour an apple is she would not be able to answer you."

Just then, the sound of building blocks collapsing, led the attention of everyone in the room to the scene. The caretaker turned her attention to the group of older children nitpicking on a red haired boy with green eyes a shade duller than Sakura's. The said boy who had a character scratched onto his forehead looked rather guilty at the mess he created.

"Look what you have done!"

"…"

"Now you are going to pay for it."

"…but I didn't mean to. I just wanted to…"

"Destroy what we made right?"

"No…play…"

"Yea right, Gaara. You are a monster. No wonder no one wants to be friends with you."

"Ha ha, what's with that ugly looking thing on your forehead anyway?"

Garaa clenched his fist and glared at the older children, his eyes filled with unshed tears.

"It's not ugly! You are!"

He wasn't a monster. He didn't mean to destroy the tower they had built with so much effort. All he had wanted to do was to help them.

"No wonder your parents threw you here. They didn't want you anymore!"

"Monster, monster, monster…."

They chanted, their voice getting louder and louder, causing the others who were watching the scene to join them in jeering the red head. Garaa clutched his ears and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to ignore the incessant taunting. It wouldn't stop. Anger bubbled within the small frame as he was about to lash out at the bullies when a voice rang out from the crowd.

"Stop bullying him!"

The children turned towards the direction of the sound. Sakura panted from shouting. The accusing eyes travelled from Garaa to Sakura.

"Oh, so you want to help this little monster eh Sakura?"

The biggest built of the group, Takeru sneered at her.

"What can you do you brat?"

"What does brat means?"

Takeru burst out laughing mocking pink haired girl.

"You don't even know what does brat means brat?"

Sakura pursed her lips. She didn't like the older boy one bit. The attitude of the boy was just too arrogant for just a seven-year old.

"Well I don't know that's why I'm asking you!"

"Well brat means stupid little people like you who don't know anything."

Sakura held her tongue from asking what the meaning of 'stupid' was but judging from the way the older boy had said it, it was probably an insult; whatever that was supposed to mean anyway. She doubted that brat had actually meant stupid people anyway.

"You are the stupid one not me."

She snarled back, hoping to intimidate the older boy. Takeru looked offended.

"What did you say?"

"I called you stupid, stoo-pid!"

He growled and when to tackle the girl when Garaa came to stop him by sticking his leg out. Takeru tripped and fell flat onto the floor whimpering.

"Waa! I think I just broke my nose! Garaa you monster, you are going to pay for it one day!"

He got up and ran towards the caretaker who reprimanded him before going to the kitchen area to get the first-aid kit box to patch him up. The other children dispersed once when they realized that the commotion was over.

Garaa stared at the one who had helped him, not comprehending why Sakura would want to help him. Sakura tried to smile at the red haired boy to show that she wasn't going to jeer at him like the other kids. He blinked at the display of friendliness aiming at him before trying to imitate her. Sakura's smile widened at the attempt and grinned at him, relieved that he was okay.

He would be lying if he had said he wasn't impressed after watching that act. Most children would choose to stay on the bullies' side for they fear of being the next target. However that didn't stop her.

There was someone special about the girl that made Minato want to adopt her. She had reminded him a lot of his deceased wife. As he could not bring himself to remarry another woman after her death, Naruto would be a single child. As a single child, he knew that it was lonely sometimes not to have anyone to talk to. He figured that adopting a new playmate for his son would help him lightened up more.

It feels sad to see your own child playing the swings all by himself.

Minato had made up his mind.

- - - + - - -

"Now be nice, Naruto. From now on you are going to have a little sister."

Minato reminded his six year old son. The said child cocked his head to one side at the mention of having a sibling. A little sister? How old was she going to be? How would she look like? Bright blue eyes look at his father's, pondering to himself, processing the information slowly. He was going to have a sister. HE was going to have a little sister. Naruto grinned widely. He was going to have a little sister! He cheered loudly. Minato ruffled Naruto's head smiling.

"We are going to pick her up tomorrow!"

"Really? When? When? I want to see her now!"

"Now don't get so excited, you don't want to scare her away now do you?"

He shook his head frantically.

Minato let out a sigh he had been holding. For a moment he had wondered if it was such a good idea to adopt another child for his own son might not be so accepting to his idea. It seems as though there was nothing to be worried about. Now the question left was that whether little Sakura would be accepting of their family.

"Yay I'm going to have a sister!"

- - - + - - -

Green orbs swiveled in their places examining the new area. Sakura timidly clung onto the pants of her new guardian while she took in her new surroundings. To her right there was a door to a living room with plush looking pillows on the sofas near the television. Straight forward was the kitchen and dining area. To her left was a staircase with another door next to it.

Minato guided Sakura to her room which was up the stairs, opposite of Naruto's room.

"Go on, open the door."

Curious tiny hands reached for the door knob and turned it open.

Sakura couldn't believe what she saw.

It was a whole room just for her!

The bed looked soft and comfortable with pretty quilt patches of flowers, not like the ones in the orphanage, where it was old and dirty. Plus it was tearing at the seams and had a weird smell to it. There was a wooden wardrobe and a small desk with a table lamp by the side for her to do her work as well. Not to mention a bookcase filled to the brim with storybooks.

She gaped at the scene before turning around to get her guardian's confirmation. Minato nodded his head. Sakura smiled shyly and went to grab a book to read.

Suddenly, a blob of yellow rushed into the room. He blinked and looked around the room.

"Ne, ne, where is she? Oh there she is! Hi, my name is Naruto Uzumaki. It is nice to meet you. What's your name? How old are you? I'm six. Do you like ramen? Ramen is like the best food on earth! I wonder why your hair is pink…"

Sakura blinked at the hyperactive boy. How could a person talk so much without stopping?

Minato laughed and calmed his excited son down.

"Slow down Naruto! Sakura cannot understand what you are saying if you keep talking non-stop. Naruto, this is Sakura. Sakura, this is my son, Naruto."

The blonde rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"So your name is Sakura? That's a very nice name. It fits your hair color."

He nodded approvingly.

"Can I call you Sakura-chan? Can I? Can I?"

The pink haired girl nodded mutely still clutching the book in her hands tightly. She soon relaxed her grip on the book however when she sensed no danger from him.

"It is nice to meet you Naruto."

"I can't wait to bring you around the town. Oh I bet you would want to meet my friends too! We will all be going to the same childcare centre. "

Minato smiled at the scene. They had no problem in getting along at all. Just then, their stomachs growled together.

"I guess I'll have to cooked dinner for all of us."

"I want ramen!"

Naruto shouted and dashed down the stairs happily. Minato chased after Naruto in alarm. He had learnt never to leave Naruto alone in the kitchen. It wasn't a pretty sight and it took ages to clean up the entire place.

"Naruto don't touch anything!"

Sakura cheerfully tottered down the stairs after the two males to the kitchen, waiting for her dinner.

This have been lurking in my folders for far too long.
Naruto is two years older then Sakura.
Sakura and Gaara should be about the same age. :3

Reviews por favour?

Luki