Take My Heart But Please Don't Break It

Prologue

A/N: I had this AU in mind for a while and decided to try my hands on it. It will be only a few chapters with the occurring time skips. Sakura also seems to be a tad bit overpowered with what I had planned in mind. Just wanted to express my warnings. Enjoy ^-^

Also, I know this is a long ass prologue. Just bear with me.

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She was used to the stares. The low murmurs and rumors from the people at her back. The expectation that was put up. She was used to it all. And never did it bother her, but she wishes how she never had them to begin with.

Sakura Haruno had just finished her task. And just at the young age of 7 was she a damn good healer. But then again, that was to be expected of her. Of her blood and her lineage. The Haruno clan was known amongst the land for their proficiency in medical chakra. And within that clan contained the head and their bloodline, the ones gifted in perfect chakra control. And being of both, Sakura was by no means normal in the sense.

And she hated it. Because it so happened that she was a prodigy. Adding more layers to how she was to be envisioned by her people.

But she was used to it. Because how else did she grow up? Confined to her room for most of her life, studying the theories and facts of her medical talent and practicing her control on chakra. It didn't help that she lacked social norms, not even her parents were there. They died even before she reached the age of two, her mother on the day of her birth. And being their little heir, she was next in line.

Thankfully, her grandmother took the vacant position of leading the clan, as old as she may be. Claiming that Sakura was to step up when she was of age. No one argued, because no one wanted to face her. Bless the lady that is her grandmother, she was Sakura's only light of hope. And no amount of words can express her gratitude to the elder for taking her in.

She was her teacher and the best healer of the clan. Sharing her knowledge to Sakura in great detail while also fulfilling her role as her parent figure. Because, really, her grandmother had been the only one to look at her as if she were any other woman. Not as the heiress to the clan. Not as a prodigy. And definitely not as a figure. To her, Sakura was her granddaughter. The only daughter to her blood son, Kizashi Haruno, who had terribly passed protecting the clan during an invasion. So she swore to Sakura and her son, that she was to teach her all medical knowledge the clan possessed and to see her rise to the top.

And coming from her grandmother, she had no qualms with it. She was her dear grandmother, so Sakura would listen. Except for one problem…

"Sakura Haruno! Have you finished your daily practice!"

…Kizama Haruno was a brute.

"Yes, oba-chan" Sakura sighed. "I just healed the wild deer you brought back."

She received a hit to the head instead.

"Oww." Rubbing her head, she sent healing chakra to heal the bulge now evident. Knowing her grandmother, this was entirely intentional.

"Don't speak with that tone, young lady!" Kizama barked. "This one took you 7 minutes longer! Now go outside and practice your ninjutsu! I know you're having trouble with your earth nature."

Her face showed no lack of boredom when Kizama mentioned ninjutsu but quickly changed to avoid another hit. So instead, she asked, "Oba-chan, when will I learn our clan's Cataclysmic-Fist technique?"

In truth, she was just tired of forming a stone fist every now and then. Considering she wasn't trained in their clan's signature technique, the Stone Fist Jutsu was a close substitute for those who are unable or inexperienced.