A strong flower that waits for the hope of spring. But all the flowers have been picked except for one. The one girl who is still waiting for Sasuke to come home. Post-699 canon.

When Inojin skips out on training practice, Shikadai and ChouChou decide to follow Inojin around only to find out that Inojin is trying to woo Sarada.

He asked for a roommate. He didn't expect it to be a girl.

Each morning, Sakura delivers a basket of food to the steps of Sasuke's door and leaves unnoticed. This morning, he caught her standing outside his door and invites her in.

Sakura stared blankly at the pregnancy test in her hand. Did two lines mean pregnant or not pregnant? She couldn't remember. Her mind felt blank as she stared hard at the two little pink lines running down the stick in her hand.

Her first kiss did not go as planned. Neither did her second. Her papa was not pleased at either.

Sakura couldn't figure out why she always loses to Sasuke in a game based on chance.

It is one thing when you are pregnant. It is another thing when your husband has all your symptoms.

All Itachi ever wanted to do for his niece was make her the best sunny side up eggs she ever had.

She was always a Haruno. Until now.

Of the thousands of angels in the world, he had to get stuck with the one with a track record of failing. God forbid, he needed a miracle.

To heal is to relieve someone of their pain. But what if you had the power to transfer that pain onto somebody else?