Ah yes, a SasuSaku story. I rarely do this but the idea came across my mind as I've been listening to Maroon 5's discography except the newest album. Hehe, please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I seriously pray that Masashi decides to finish it this year though. We all need closure don't you think?

Regretfully Yours

Uchiha Sasuke was lying atop a hill at the forest at the outskirts of Konoha. He was trying to clear his mind and relax his body. He had just come from an A-ranked mission. He was not exhausted from the outcome of the mission, but he was exhausted from all the travelling it took. It wasn't as difficult as his past missions despite the fact that he had to do it all alone. Now that he thought of it, no mission was difficult for him ever since he came back to Konoha nine years ago. His eyes were scanning the stars that evening as memories, both fresh and timeworn, rushed through his tired mind.

Tomorrow was going to be a very special day for all the shinobi at Konoha. It would be the first time that they would witness the wedding of two well-known shinobis. The first shinobi, had vibrant pink hair that matched her sparkling green eyes. The second, was known for his emotionless exterior, and his deep onyx eyes. He smirked bitterly at the thought. Haruno Sakura was finally getting married. After countless of suitors falling to her feet and throwing roses and cherry blossoms at her direction, after going through so many heartaches and even breaking the hearts of some as she went on with life, Haruno Sakura found love. Her brave heart kept going and going after everything he had done to her. And he hated her so much for it.

His fists clenched as he remembered the first time he broke her poor heart.

They were only twelve when Sakura had to go through her very first heart ache. She had caught him walking away from the village. It was at the very same spot when he told her how annoying she was and that she didn't know anything about him. True, Sakura never knew the feeling of being betrayed by her own brother, of witnessing a massacre, and of having to live alone. But even when they were twelve, Sakura already knew what love truly was. The sacrifice she claimed she would take, overwhelmed Sasuke. Even if it were to be a false claim, Sasuke's cold heart softened when he heard her say all those things about him and what she would do for him. She knew how much he has suffered, and she would be willing to suffer for him, just to have him at her side. And no one has ever done that for him. And what did he do? He thanked her and knocked her out cold.

And so the first blow was inflicted to her heart. She was only twelve.

He bit his lips hard. That was his first mistake. Right there and then, when he arrived at Sound village, a nagging voice at the back of his head whispered to him that he was going to regret it.

He should have listened.

Fast forward to four years later, he was sixteen years old when she saw her a second time. It had surprised him to see how she looked. There was a time when he wouldn't even recognize or appreciate her looks. He never thought of her as one of the rare beauties in Konoha. She was so plain when he left Konoha. But there she was, her hair was still as short as when he left her, her body was lean, and muscular, but gained smooth curves. But it was her eyes that he noticed the most. Her eyes looked so vibrant that fateful day. She looked physically exhausted and drained, but despite that, her eyes were still as bright as ever. And all of a sudden, that nagging whisper he heard years ago, when he arrived in Orochimaru's lair grew louder. It was his chance to return. She was there now. She was stronger. Not as strong compared to him, but still. It was his chance to return and to let her fulfill that promise to him. But he inwardly shook his head, and turned the opportunity down.

That was the second blow he dealt to her heart. Since then, the voice at the back of his head was louder. And still he did not listen.

His brows furrowed and he shook his head unconsciously as his fist gripped the blades of grass mercilessly. He should have returned. But he was too prideful and stupid to realize it then. He should have listened to that voice.

Sasuke did not know if he would make it up to her at the time when he had just killed Itachi. When he was taken to Tobi's lair, he was seriously contemplating his return to Konoha. He had imagined Naruto and Sakura's reaction to his return. It felt victorious, at the same time hopeful. Too hopeful for his taste. He knew word would spread of how he finally murdered Uchiha Itachi, an S-class criminal and traitor to the village. He would be welcomed a hero.

But the truth was revealed to him, and the hatred he once thought was gone, came surging through his veins once more. How could this happen? He thought he was finally free of the hatred. He thought he was finally going to experience happiness. He thought he was finally going to be able to go back home and start his new goal…

Torn apart between coming home, and actually destroying what he once thought was home, his memories of his old team, of Sakura, of Naruto, of Kakashi flooded through his mind. All of them were probably happy, and that nagging voice knew and told him that if he came back he would be happy too. But he realized… it was at the expense of his clan. They were alive, and happy, because his clan was dead. And so he knew… he was going to have to break Sakura's heart once more.

The voice inside him only grew louder after that.

His fists pounded against the earth at the memory. He was such an idiot! He knew he was going to be happy if he just returned to Konoha and realized his brother's sacrifice. But he had to fill his heart with so much anger and rage that it practically stopped functioning to the point that it could feel nothing. He just had to break her heart a few more times.

He had thought that he would finally snap to his senses when he saw her alone once more. She was offering herself to him again. Did she not know how much of an idiot she was being? He was going to destroy Konoha, the village she loved. She would be left empty, just like him. But even as he revealed his plan to her, she still went for it. She still wanted to make him happy. What guts this girl must have, he thought. But he needed to push her away. He did not want him to feel the pain that he was feeling now as he saw her sacrificing herself once more for his sake. He had to hurt her. He had to. It was for her sake this time. He did not want her to experience the anger, the pain, and the emptiness in his heart. And so he pretended to be colder than ever and as ruthless as ever and he achieved that by pretending to kill her. He knew that her teammates were nearby and would look for her, and so he chose his timing wisely.

And that's when he realized… a part of her wanted to kill him too. And a part of him agreed to it. But he was too much of a coward to die. He should have let her kill him there and then. When he was temporarily blind, he should have let her strike him. Hearing her crying, knowing her unwillingness to kill him angered and frustrated him more. If she killed him, everything would be over. But it wasn't over. He pretended to kill her again. He wanted her heart to be filled with so much fury so that she would have the guts to kill him, just like how his brother Itachi made him kill him.

He knew at that point that he broke her heart once more. It was probably one of the worst ways he broke her heart. The voice inside him was literally screaming at him, and begging him to stop.

That was when he broke his resolve to destroy Konoha. That was when he knew that the next time he would encounter her, he would give up, and he would come back. The feeling of destroying her heart the way his brother destroyed his, the way Konoha destroyed his brother's heart, did not sit well with him. Seeing her suffer the way she did hurt him. Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi cared for him. And he knew it was Sakura who cared for him the most. But it was already too late. He wanted to tear his hair out over the next few memories that led to the ultimate destruction of Sakura's heart.

Sasuke and Sakura found themselves wrestling for domination on his king sized bed seven months after his return. They were finally together after months of Sasuke trying to tell her how much he needed her by his side. He was not able to speak of his feelings for the pink-haired medic nin, but he was able to show it, and quite boldly if he may add. He smirked as he cherished the way he took her breath away when he trapped her in her office and kissed her feverishly. Sakura came to her own conclusion of course, realizing that he was on his second life goal and that he chose her. What a smart girl she was, he thought. She agreed to it, and they found themselves back at his apartment, not knowing how they got there. But there they were, kissing passionately, undressing and feeling each other's warmth. He could never forget how she looked that night. She was perfection in his eyes. Her body was lean, muscular, and her curves were more evident than ever. Her skin was milky white and smooth, even though battle scars were etched here and there. Those little flaws highlighted her strength and experience in the battlefield. No longer was she the weakling of all of Konoha 12 in their batch. She was one of the strongest kunoichi that existed. Her breasts were soft and firm, and looked deliciously tempting with her rosy pink nubs. But even though her body was that of a goddess, he was still drawn to her eyes. It was her eyes that captivated him before and they still captivated him then. It was her sincere eyes, coupled with her sweet, lovely voice that brought him and his pride to his knees. His heart was at her mercy.

He thought he was finally healing her heart, as she had healed his.

He thought wrong. His heart, though it was at her mercy, was still begging for revenge. He could not rest until he killed the ultimate reason for Itachi's death: The elders that ordered the massacre of the Uchiha clan. They had to pay. With each moment that they meet each other's eyes, and with each moment they speak to him with their condescending and heartless tones, his anger grew. He was not going to take orders from the people that destroyed his family. He was going to kill them.

His heart was still out for revenge, and that was what he hated about himself the most. Blood trickled down his chin as he bit his lip too hard, remembering the day when he betrayed Sakura for the last time. He never forgave himself since that fateful day.

On a mission to escort the village elders to Sunagakure, he took the opportunity for his ultimate revenge. With little to no effort at all, he was able to kill those responsible for the death of his clan. He couldn't help it. Their snide remarks and cold insults awoke the cold-hearted avenger within him, and he killed them all with a few flourishes from his sword. Dread quickly filled him the minute he realized the consequences for his actions. Sakura said it herself the day he left for the mission that she would report him if she found out that he harmed the village elders. She insisted that he should not take the mission because she knew his hatred towards the elders and one misstep could lead him to destroying everything she had worked hard for: Securing his place as a member of Konoha's finest shinobi. And he destroyed all her sacrifices and her hardwork with a few slashes of his sword. He dropped to his knees, horrified at his own act. That was the last time he broke Sakura's heart, and it was definitely the most painful blow he had inflicted on her poor soul.

He was clutching on to the grass, and his sword tightly, his knuckles white from the force he was using. His jaw was clenched tightly as well, and he was trying his hardest not to cry from all the pent up anger and frustration in his heart. He had hurt her so badly it was no wonder that when he had returned to the village and she had found out about his crime, that she had no longer spoken to him with the warmth and endearment he long sought for. It was the ultimate act that broke his bond with hers. Yes, he had his revenge. Yes, he had killed all those that inflicted harm on him and his family. And yes, he was left empty. He had nothing, and no one to hold on to anymore. Not even the pink strands of hair that he would toy with playfully when they would lie in bed in each other's arms. Uchiha Sasuke wanted to die, right then and there. As if his heart could not deal with anymore of the pain, it shattered once more as he recalled the most painful memory of all.

There was no reason for his living, he wanted to commit suicide, but he realized that since he had been so selfish all his life, he would allow himself to suffer. He was brought to prison, and Sakura was the one that brought him there. True, it was cold, but he knew he deserved it. He deserved his heart to be broken by the woman he loved the most, the woman he wanted to achieve his second goal with.

Sasuke wanted to remain in prison his whole life, but Naruto had other plans for him. After appealing, begging, and groveling for Sasuke's freedom for three years nonstop, Naruto had succeeded. The day he stepped out of prison, was the day he wanted to be locked up with a stray jacket to boot. When he exited prison, Naruto had prepared a welcoming party for him. Naruto had always believed in him, though there were times when he knew Naruto only did what he did for the sake of Sakura. He had not expected this of course. He thought the whole village was mad for what he had done, but they have all moved on now and that included Sakura. Sakura however, moved on the most. At the night of his welcoming party, Sakura had only called him Sasuke. The endearing suffix was dropped. He had thought that in his return, Sakura would at least show how much she had missed him like the rest of the shinobi that had greeted him. Everyone was silent and in shock at this little gesture. What had been worse, was that Sakura chose the perfect time to reveal something that shook the world of every shinobi in the "celebration."

Four months ago, Sakura announced that she was engaged to Sai. Sai that bastard. He took Sakura away from him. Sakura was the only thing that held him together and when he thought he could finally make it up to Sakura… she was gone. A tear ran down from Sasuke's cheek. He wanted to resist the urge to stab himself with his sword and end his suffering once and for all. Was this not enough suffering? Or was he cursed to live all his life in sheer pain and agony? Like it or not, whatever Sakura could do to him, his heart would still be longing for her. He regretted everything he has done in the past. His heart was hers from day one, and he did not realize it until now. He hated it. He hated it so much. He hated her. He hated Sai. He hated Naruto for letting him out of prison. He hated the village elders. He hated Itachi. He hated his family. He hated himself. He hated himself for falling head over heels for her. He hated himself for letting her have his heart. He regretted it. He regretted the fact that Sakura had his heart and he could not do anything else to stop himself from loving her every second that he lived. He was going mad. He was going crazy. He knew it. But a part of him was still happy about the fact that he could still see her.

Even though he had gone through so much pain and suffering, he was addicted to her. He needed to keep seeing her. Somehow, the sight of her pink hair, and green eyes made him hurt and feel joy at the same time. Every waking moment that he would see her, or be with her, or spend time with her, was bittersweet. It was a tug of war between pain and happiness. It is with her when he would feel happiness, and experience deep pain at the same time. He jumped on every moment that he could be with her alone and that she could hear her stories. Even though it was about her happy days with Sai, he needed to hear her happiness. Even though she did not call her "Sasuke-kun" anymore, just to hear her say his name reminded him of the day she called out his name the night he first took her in his bed. He smirked, at least he had that from her.

Again, he felt the need to be selfish. He needed Sakura and she would be his, just as she already had him. He knew that it was the only thing that could give him happiness. Sure, it would hurt Sai, but nevermind him. Team 7 only met him because he replaced Sasuke. He was not going to allow Sai to replace him in Sakura's heart. If Sakura was truly happy with Sai then so be it. However way Sakura reacts to his final desperate attempt to have her, he would follow. Whatever she commands him, he would do. She had his heart, and he prayed to the gods above, even though he didn't believe in them, that he would have hers as well. He clutched on to his kusanagi tightly, and ran back to the village to wait for the sun to rise.

Tomorrow would be his final chance.