I don't think anyone saw it coming

We all say we did now

But that's just because everything seems obvious when you're looking back

The smile looked a little bit fake

The words seemed a little insincere

And her eyes seemed to inflect down slightly

Little tiny small things

That build up gradually

That no one sees coming

untill it's too late

(;;)

Looking up at the sky the world seems peaceful.

The warm sun

The lack of noise

Blonde hair swaying in the breeze

Birds flying high above us

She's lying there with her bright green eyes trained on the birds

'They look like angels' she murmurs

I pull my eyes away from her and focus on the birds

'Angels sure fly up high don't they?' I say and she smiles

'I think I'd be scared' she says

'Of being so high up?' i asked

'Yeah I think I would' she says, the smile disappearing

I look at her for a while

'Well that's probably a good thing' i say

'Why would that be?'

'Well you know what happens to angels who aren't scared of falling, right?'

(;;)

The room seemed cold and smelt like death.

'Do you see anything in there?' she called from outside

'Yeah but...' my heart froze when i noticed the pile of that on the ground before me 'don't come in Sakura.'

'What? Well now i have to!' she followed me in with an offended tone

'No seriously you don't want to...'

'oh god is that Sasuke!'

Damn.

'Is... is he breathing? Have you checked?'

'...'

'Oh god...'

(;;)

Walking through crowded streets of Konoha

Four days after the funeral

It was raining, which seemed appropriate

And the people around were so loud it distracted me from my mind

She's walking beside me with her eyes trained on the ground

'I can't believe he's gone' she murmurs

I look across at her

'Don't worry about him. He's probably much happier now. You saw how screwed up he is...'

'Was' she corrected

That made me stop walking for a second

'Yeah' I said and started walking again

We continued in silence for a while.

'I think I'd be scared' I said finally

'Of dying?' she asked

'Yeah. I think I would' I said, staring at her coldly

'Well that's probably a bad thing'

'What?' I asked

'You're a ninja. Ninja's can't be scared of dying'

(;;)

Sakura's apartment was warm, the window was open and the sun streamed through lighting up the whole place

But the smell was that of death

No one called to me as I walked into the bathroom

And I wasn't that surprised at what I saw

(;;)

No one ever did see it coming

Or maybe I did

The smile was forced

The words were insincere

And her eyes never strayed from the ground

Little tiny small things

That build up gradually

Like when an angel loses their fear of falling

And they stop flapping

When a ninja loses their fear of dying

They stop fighting.