Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or its plot/characters.
AN: I think this is the sweetest fic I've written so far. This is inspired by the song Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars.
Sakura sighed inwardly, looking out the large open stained glass window in the old ruins of a chapel just outside Konoha. The stained glass window had various different shades of green and red, forming the picture of a burning forest. That was how the chapel became so deformed; someone set it on fire.
Sakura pushed the window open a little more, so she could look directly at the full moon that was looming over the crumbling chapel, beams of its light dancing among the leaves of bamboo trees that had most strangely decided to grow up from the burnt soil and reach up to what was left of the roof.
Rain came tumbling down whispering nonsense into Sakura's ear, giving her gentle kisses. Tears streamed down her moon tanned face, then she began talking to herself.
"Why? You had everything here, family, friends… I just don't understand… what did you mean that night…?" Sakura choked on her words, struggling to understand why she was like this. She came to this chapel every full moon for four years. She was now twenty. She didn't understand how she hadn't gotten over him yet. Maybe it was because this particular full moon was the same one that witnessed his fall from grace, her break down, and, his last words to her before knocking her out. But then again, this full moon would come out every year and not had she acted like this.
Sakura narrowed her eyebrows, livid. She hated how the moon just hung there in the sky, bearing witness to a thousand miracles, a thousand mistakes and a thousand tragedies. Refusing to do anything, just sitting there, watching. Constantly watching.
"WHY!" She screamed, her ever so fragile mentality finally snapping. "…Why didn't you do anything to stop him…? I loved him… I STILL LOVE HIM!" grabbing her chest tight, she let her stone cold exterior fall away, revealing a scared child, with nothing left. Sakura cried hard, not being able to do anything but.
The moon looked down at her, seemingly with solace. Sakura, after gaining some composure, began speaking again. "Why do I cry over someone who has caused me so much pain, someone who hates me just as much as I love him… why?" Sakura sobbed, rubbing her cold, wet arms then, eventually whispering, "Please help me… help me get over him…" she trailed off, falling into a bitter sweet dream of what was.
In a place far, far away from Konoha, Sasuke lay in a futon in some sort of high class hotel. His sheets were scattered around him and his was covered with small droplets of sweat, the only thing seeming to notice this was the full moon in the sky. His fists were clenched tight, in one fist his katana, and in the other, a picture of team 7, or, what used to be team 7.
Sasuke began to moan, dreaming.
He was running through a burnt down forest that was covered in snow. The snow melted rather quickly, the charcoal coloured trees desperately trying to satisfy its thirst, trying to grow sweet fruits and lush greenery like it did once years ago.
The sky was a deep cherry red, ashen clouds drooping, almost peeling away from the sky. Sasuke didn't know why he was running, but he knew that he was dreaming, so didn't do anything to stop himself. Up ahead, he could see a blob of rocks. Squinting, he realised it was the old chapel outside of Konoha. He smirked. He used to go there to get away from the fan girls when he was still a ninja of the village hidden in the leaves.
As he got closer to gaping hole that acted as an entrance to the chapel, a large shower of crows cascaded down upon him, the screeching filling his ears, their claws scratching his arms as he tried to defend himself. He was almost swallowed up until he heard a familiar voice.
"Stop." With but a single word, the crows flew off into the brittle trees, there beady eyes not once leaving him. Looking at the source of the voice, Sasuke's eyes widened. There, Sakura stood before him, a dainty flower in full bloom.
He smiled sadly, cursing his lucidity, but still walked towards Sakura, trying to embrace her. As he took his first step, she stepped back. Sasuke frowned, then looked into her eyes. They were filled with rage and pain and sorrow. He then noticed the tear stains on her cheeks.
"I loved you… I still love you…" Sakura spoke forcefully, her voice laced with poison. "But you left me…"
"But Sakura-"Sasuke tried to defend himself, only to be cut off.
"SHUT UP! All my life I hung onto every word you said, I admired you, gave you my heart. But you threw all that in my face. And now, enough is enough. I'm tired of waiting in this dingy old chapel every full moon. I'm tired of waiting for my heart to have its missing piece back. I'm tired of you!" silence settled between the two of them, freezing like ice, only to be melted by Sakura's warm tone of voice as she said, "I'm over you."
Sasuke stood there gobsmacked. He tried to say something, but then the crows flew in screeching once more, surrounding him. He fell to his knees screaming and screaming and screaming.
And that was how he woke up. Screaming. Sasuke shot out of his bed and placed his katana on its hilt. Making his way to the window sill, he looked up at the moon and said, "Wait just a little longer. Don't get over me yet… because I'm coming."
Back in that old chapel lay Sakura, smiling in her sleep.
AN:I'd appreciate it if you review whether you like it or not and why. Thank you!