Assassination Classrooms ' Karma' playing as Ryuu Nagikiri 

Naruto Shippeuden 'Sakura Haruno' as herself

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She looked around, emerald eyes a waterfall due to the destruction of her home, the land flattened by the man calling himself god. But if he really was a God then someone was playign a sick game with her head.

'I wish this was all a dream' She stifled a choke of a cry before landing on her knees, skin making contact with the rough ground making her body ache with exhaustion and pain.

'Please, please let them be alive, I need you...' She let out a silent scream to the deafening sky, pink pastel hair slick with blood, ragged and unruly. She looked at the chaos and closed her eyes.

'I was always the weakest but please, if I could redo it all over again let me fix my mistakes from day one.' She pleaded to whatever sick game controlled her thoughts. Her body aching and screamed in protest as she rose the sharpened kunai knife. Her eyes opened to see the cloudy grey sky, a sparkle of sun glimmered before her eyes rolled back, her body going limp. Faintly she heard it, a call, a voice.

''SAKURA!''

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Sakura jolted up with a gasp of frantic breathing, her eyes scanning the frilly pink room with a horrified stare 'Where am I? T-This is my old room..' Sweeping the room with a gaze and a tilt of her head to the large cherrywood vanity mirror she gaped. She knew that reflection all too well, her eyes seemed darker, war ridden. Her limbs however were much shorter and smaller. Scrawny and crude. 

She ran her fingers through her pastel locks and closed her eyes trying to reform her breathing into a steady pattern. 'If I remember correctly I was sick and took the day off the academy, mother and fath-'  Her eyes snapped opened when she realized she could see them again.

Scrambling out the bed she tripped on her small legs and tumbled to the floor, yet she ignored the pain and hastily stomped down the stairs of her home to see the two people she had missed the most.

''Oji-san... O-Okaa-san..'' she whimpered not believing what she was seeing. In all their glory stood her parents albeit confused on why their eight year old daughter came down the stairs looking like hell chased on her heels. 

''Sakura dear shouldn't you be in bed?'' her mothers bell like voice chimed in a soft melody.

''O-okaa san...'' Sakura could only stand there, bangs shadowing her eyes ''Yes Okaa-san... b-but I f-feel better could I go to school?'' she smiled shyly, her body ached and yet she lifted her head to plaster a smile.

''Are you sure dear?''

Her head nodded

Her first lie

''I'll be fine Okaa-san.''