Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

You're high upon a tower

Now don't look down

I will be ok here on the ground

And you can always call to say hello from time to time

When you're no longer mine

Tower

Sakura had been twelve when she first figured that she had a crush on Sasuke, an epic one at that. When they were in the academy, she would steal subtle glances at the Uchiha, sometimes gazing too long into his hardened expression. She would dream about the boy, of how she would weasel her way into his cold, icy heart and warm him from inside, then eventually, they would have a grand wedding of some sort. But in the end, it had only been dreams, and sometimes, dreams were far, far too vast achieve.

The pink haired girl had been fourteen when her Uchiha prince had left the village, and no matter how hard she tried to make him stay, he still left her. When emerald eyes fluttered open, the slight aching in the back of her neck starting to increase until it became an insistent pounding that reached her head. As she closes her eyes, she only remembers a quiet, "thank you," and then she had gone under. The familiar stinging behind her eyes, and the choking sensations grabbing at her throat, and the teenage girl realizes that the hurt she feels inside, wasn't tangible, for it hurt so much, more than what a scrape would feel like.

Now, bright eyed Sakura had evolved to the age of twenty, so much more mature, and far, far more powerful. When a loud hoot of enthusiasm tugs at her attention, she glimpses out the window, and the sight that she witnesses has her getting out of her chair so quickly that it bangs against the wall. The Haruno is staring wide eyed, at the sight of one Sasuke Uchiha slowly making his way to the village gates, and Naruto's blue eyes are wide with glee as he dashes towards the expressionless young man before him. In her hurry, she forces the window open and leaps out, a chakra enhanced leap has her landing on a rooftop, not far away from the scene.

When the kunoichi stares down at her blonde best friend as he laughs, watching with a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of her lips, but it dissipates as she spots the red haired woman that Sasuke has his arm around. The sting of hurt that she felt six years ago comes rushing back to her, and green eyes, framed by faint pink lashes, are blinking rapidly, blinking away the tears that she refuses to let fall, because goddammit, she's so much better than that.

Carefully piecing together a mask of glad indifference, the female ninja cuts a wide grin into her features and leaps down from the rooftop where she had previously occupied. The young woman smiles at the cold, indifferent man she had fallen so hard for eight years ago. Gem eyes holds the gaze of blank charcoal and she's searching so vehemently for some sort of emotion in those devoid eyes, but per usual, there is none.

During dinner, slowly crumbling Sakura suffocates through the cruel announcement that Sasuke makes, declaring that he and Karin would be married in a matter of three months, and that invitations would be sent out accordingly. Sakura can only avert her gaze to focus on the table not too far from the one she, Naruto, Sasuke, and Karin occupy. The young couple sitting together were smiling, exchanging soft words with each other and the boy reaches over to entwine their fingers together and place a kiss to the top of the girl's hand. The medic only snaps into focus when Naruto nudges her lightly under the table and she's met with clear, blue eyes, asking if she was ok. A subtle smile stretches the corner of plump, gloss colored lips, and she does everything she can to not falter behind her façade.

When head of the Medical Division stumbles into her silent home, she closes the door behind her with a soft "click". Only when she's halfway through her mug of hot chocolate does she realize that Sasuke had always been climbing a high, high tower, already too far up when she had first laid eyes on him and the sole reason she couldn't climb said tower was because she hadn't tried to find a way, and this woman, Karin, had. When realization dawns upon her, she smiles, soft and bitter, because pink haired Sakura is content with staying on the ground, and watching him continue to scale the tower with Karin at his side.

I always knew that you would follow your big dreams

But what I didn't know is that your dreams never did include me

I decided to make a little something. Might have another chappie or two so keep your eyes open for that. Hope you enjoyed, criticism and reviews are highly appreciated. Thanks!

-cyanide