June 29, 2014

Author's Notes: I understand that you are expecting a new chapter here. To clear things up, I've been inactive for years. I honestly lost nearly all the chapters I wrote. I'm currently guided by the recovered ones as well as your awesome reviews years back. It may or may not do justice for the original one. But please, bear with me.. Thank you. Stay blessed.

Nostalgia and disbelief overcame me. Mainly because I miss this giddy writer that I used to be. At the same time, I can barely recognize my own work. Silly me. Oh well, off with the story.

Enjoy reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own the awesome characters in the story.




==XX==Meaner Than Mean==XX==




Chapter 1: This is Her Life

A certain girl stared at her reflection for the umphteenth time. Be it due to self admiration or aghast, no one knows. Except for herself, of course. If she believes in the all-knowing, mighty creator, then we could account for two.

She continued to gaze at those green eyes, fair complexion, tempting lips, cute pointed nose, not so average forehead…..


Not so average forehead?!

Wait, there's more….

And shocking Pink hair.

"Sakura!" someone called from downstairs.

"Coming!" she managed to reply.

By the way, the girl's name was Sakura.

Haruno Sakura.

But for personal and security reasons, she decided to go by the name Harada Sakura.

Sakura grimaced one last time at her reflection. She hastily fixed her pink locks and put it into a neat bun.

"People of Konoha, you are so not going to see me with this hair. Let alone my inhumanely huge forehead."

Yes folks, you heard that right. Sakura was very much embarrassed with the way she looked. For a keen eye, one would comment that though peculiar as she looked, she was a certified beauty. But for the endowed being in question, these were just plain nonsense. Her features were mere liabilities. Liabilities that were meant to be hidden and buried from the prying eyes of the world. It's not that the lass considered her forehead and rosette hair attributes that made her synonymous to an ancient evil/ or horror.

It's just that, because of these, countless bullying were directed to her in the past.

Thank the media for the corrupted standard of beauty they shamelessly promoted.

Her mom did her best to convince and make her appreciate her exquisite beauty. Unfortunately, her mom's efforts were never enough. Sakura felt that she was never enough. Eventually, she decided to believe the world and promised to 'shield ' them from such 'ghastly view' for all eternity. Such belief was so intense that not her ever honest and loving mom could remove it from her system.

Besides, she's already accustomed to sport a bushy, brown, full-fringe wig…. She felt like an Asian Hermoine Granger. Scratch that. She forgot about her larger than life glasses. Perhaps, that professor Trelawney (how do you spell that? Haha) a make believe character from the Harry Potter novel she was reading would do more justice.

Glancing at her watch, Sakura was harshly brought back to reality

"Holy crap. I'm going to be late again!" she suddenly panicked.

Sakura glanced around the room and reached for her cologne. Being a certified klutz that she was, she ended up dropping a few things here and there, including the cologne she needed, on the floor.

"Great. Just great. Kami-sama. Why do you hate me so?" she can't help but grumble.

The pinkette bent down and crawled under the table. She just started finishing collecting her stuff and was about to rejoice when


Poor head indeed.

"Itai!"she screamed in pain..

Now, all the things she collected were sprawled on the floor… again. Frustrated and in pain, she ended up grabbing the cologne only.

"I'll deal with you evil things later." Her aggression was directed towards the inanimate objects.

"Sakura!" her mom called once again.

"Coming." She exasperatedly replied.

One more murderous look at her stuff and she was immediately out of her room. With her bag and slightly injured self, she made her way to the stairs. She was in such a hurry that she didn't notice a jackstone lying idly on the floor.

Which therefore leads us to accident Number Two.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed on top of her lungs.

Loud, alarming sounds and disturbances echoed along with the poor young lady's voice. Her screams were audible enough (if not more than audible, that is) for the person in the kitchen to hear.

"Itai." Sakura muttered.

A middle aged woman came to her aid. Sakura may be more hurt than she already is but the lady seemed rather unfazed. Perhaps, she got accustomed to seeing such scene a lot. Let's say,


Yeah, more than enough.

Sometimes, Sakura wondered if she did something terribly wrong during her past life that she ended up like that. At the same time, she can't quite fathom why she never had the need to be rushed to a hospital when such 'incidences' occur. She's already starting to believe that she suffering from an "Accident Immunity" syndrome. Whatever that is, that's for her to know. After all, it was a self invented word meant for her own convenience.

"Honey, are you alright?!"

"Ugh. Seriously mom, do you really have to ask. Oh, forgive my transgression. What I meant was I'm a bit hurt. But hey, I'm alive and in one piece. Yay!" she sarcastically replied.

"What happened?" Her mom inquired

Sakura irked an eyebrow. More annoyance in such a beautiful morning. It's not that her mom was a bad mom. Heck, Haruno/Harada Kagura loved her dearly. Sometimes, she's just too frustrating.

"Mom,," she began. "your freaking jackstone nearly killed me…. again. How many times do I have to remind you to keep it away?!"

Well, another unintentionally mom-induced accident just occurred.

Kagura blinked owlishly until realization hit her.

"You found my jackstone?" she asked.

"No, actually." Sakura answered. "But I definitely had a deadly moment with it." She added as-a-matter-of-factly

"Where is it?" her mom worriedly asked.

This time, Sakura gave her 'the look.'

Like seriously, her mom was more concerned of her freaking jackstone than her hurt disposition. Where's the word 'priority' when you need it most.

"Mom, I'm hurt remember?!"

"Oh! Sorry!" Kagura frantically apologized.

Her mom helped her up and dusted off her uniform.

"It won't happen again. I promise."

"Mom, I won't keep my hopes up. But hey, I forgive you."

And then, things went back to normal. Sakura finished her breakfast and went out of her abode with no more additional accidents.

"Mom. I'm going." Was what she said before dashing out of their humble abode.

Sakura ran on top speed till she reached her group's usual meeting place. She saw her friends from a distance quite probably engrossed with their mindless chatters.

"You're late!" they chanted in unison.

"Sorry. Got into a little bit of mess again." She honestly answered.

Her friends shook their heads disappointingly. Their friend was always the last to come considering her house was the nearest one from their meeting place.

"Come on, let's get going." One of the girls, Temari, gestured to them.

"Hai." They replied in unison.

The girls namely Sakura, Ino, Temari, Hinata and Ten Ten made their way to school.

Their trip to school went on smoothly if it weren't for the fact that Ino's sworn nemesis, Lulu Kizuno, came picking up on her friend Sakura.

Lulu's taunting came to be little bit too much of a hobby now. She was desperately trying to get even with Ino Yamanaka by bullying her closest friend. She was bantering about Sakura being a poor geek and everything. It was the only thing that Lulu could point out as Ino's disadvantage. It's not that Sakura was way too ugly and all. It's just that, her being poor and being a little bit too studious doesn't seem to blend well with Ino's personality. Moreover, the physical attributes of the rest of their group clashed with Sakura. Call it coincidence or what, but if the girls would claim that they're sisters, people might actually buy it. Sakura was the only glaring exception, that is.

Despite all that, it never stopped Sakura to hang out with Ino and her gang just fine. She herself was a beautiful maiden. If only they knew about the cover up stuff and all... She's definitely going to give them a run for their money.

Besides, Ino banked on her friend's kindness. Heck, her friend Sakura-chan doesn't seem to have an evil bone in her body. For her, it's enough to overcompensate for what she's lacking. Rather, what that Lulu Kizuno claimed that she's lacking. It was really a pity why most people only appreciate the superficial things. They tend to disregard the things that mattered more.

Ino just gave Lulu a cold shoulder and gestured her friends to follow her lead.

"I'm very sorry Ino-chan. It's all my fault. Me being with wonderful people like you girls was the fault itself." Sakura apologized.

"Sweetie!" they uttered as they gave her a group hug.

"Don't degrade yourself too much." Ino told her. "They're just blind not to see what a great person you really are. Don't mind them. For us, you are precious. You are a princess. You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are royal. Always remember that." She told her as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Amen!" their other friends chanted in unison.

Sakura just smiled at them unable to give a coherent response.

"Oh shush, quit the dramatic act ladies. We're going to be late." Temari pointed out.

Laughter ensued for the rest of the journey.

The girls continued to give their comforting speeches and reprimands about stopping self pity. It was a relief that got into class having a few more minutes to spare. Thus, giving Sakura enough time to search for her ever so 'wonderful' inspiration.

Her crush

Uchiha Sasuke.

The hottest guy that ever surfaced there in Konoha Leaf Academy. The school owned by the family of yours truly: Uchiha Sasuke.

Sakura was very much crazy about this guy. Apparently, he was everything that a girl like her would ever dream of. Even Ino agreed with this notion. Anyways, who wouldn't?

Back with the story

Yosh. Found him. Yatta! Fangirling mode on.

Sakura continued to watch his every detail. His littlest features. His face that was now looking at her.

Looking at her.

Oh, great.

Kami-sama, please shoot me now.

"What are you looking at?!" he asked.


To be continued ..