three trees bound (смешанная)

Sakura will write herself into the history books on her own merit—the power she has belongs to no one but herself. They won’t know anything about her until she’s strong, and the only legacy she leaves will be the echoes of her power. She won’t settle down and have children, she won’t be content to fade into the background, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t.
Naruto is five when he’s taught to stand on water, six when he learns his first Uzumaki seal, seven when his name is added to the summoning scroll. He barrels far past his peers as he progresses. By the time he turns eight, he has the chakra and stamina to keep up with some adults.
It is then, when his time at the Academy begins, that he trips and it all shatters like glass.
There’s no point trying to compete with Itachi—a hushed part of Sasuke's soul has been hissing truths at him for years—following in the footsteps of Shinobi will end with his ruin. It shakes his resolve like fingers pulling the string of a bow taut, quivering his limbs with anticipation for the moment he snaps.