I woke up with the sound of my alarm clock loudly buzzing and pissing my sleepy ears off. I hastily shut it off and tried going back to sleep again.

"It's time to wake up, Sakura…" Naruto Uzumaki—my husband—moaned groggily as he stood up from the bed. "Today is the day, you know…" He reminded me softly. There was a pang of pain in his soft voice.

Hearing him remind me about what is about to happen today, I felt a deep sympathy tingle throughout me. Instinctively, I reached out my arms to give him an embrace. Today is the day. Today, everything will come to an end.

"I love you, Sakura…" Naruto murmured quietly as he kissed me. "I always have..." His voice was cracked and his lips were soft. God, he was such a good kisser.

"Mhmm… Me too…" I whispered back. "Everything will be alright, honey. Don't worry too much."

"Thank you." He sighed joyfully. "Now hurry up and get dressed. Today is going to be a big day."

I quickly stood up from the bed, my eyes still drowsy, but my mind's one-hundred-percent awake. I covered my naked body with the blanket and gave Naruto a swift morning kiss before heading to the shower.

I couldn't imagine Naruto being so frightened like he was this morning. When we were kids, he was immature and careless, but he was never afraid of anything. He always faced every difficulty with strength and inner power. But it can't be helped, I mean come on, he's a grown-up man and for crying out loud—he's the most respected Hokage of Konoha Village.

It must be hard having all the pressure put onto him. Being the Hokage made him mature a whole lot. Whether, it may be physically, mentally or emotionally. I fell for him—bigtime. Having him as my comrade every mission when I was seventeen and seeing how his features as a person—inner and outer—has greatly developed so much—I realized how lucky I am to have him as a friend. And seeing as how a hormonally raged teenager I was back then, I figured I was starting to acquire strong feelings for him. And that's when I found out it was—love. I loved him. Badly. And I couldn't be a lot happier right now having him as my husband—having him with me—forever.

Sure, I fell for Uchiha Sasuke too. But I guess it was just one-sided. I was the only one who was in love. Recalling all those days when Naruto and I were desperately trying to bring him back, made my heart ache like hell. It was painful, excruciating, and unbearable. All those five years of waiting for him to come back to Konoha, those feelings of wanting to see him again, God, I was waiting for nothing. I was in love with somebody who never saw me as just a plain, old team mate and never really cared. I was an idiot. A big, fat idiot who never accepted the reality of him never coming back. He was everything to me. But not anymore.

"Sakura, are you crying?" Naruto's shadow figure from behind the shower curtain surprised me. He was half-naked, with a towel covering the lower part of his body. "Don't tell me you're thinking about Sasuke again." He uttered disappointingly as he gently touched my weeping face.

I shook my head and said nothing. Whenever I think about Sasuke, I always cry. Even until now.

He observed me for a while and then he removed his towel and took the shower with me.

"You always look so hot when you're taking a shower." He complimented, or should I say flirted, after seeing my wet, naked body. It always turns him on.

I laughed. He never fails to make me smile. I thought happily. "Ugh, gross! Why are we taking a shower together? I've had enough of your naked body." I teased jokingly. And we both laughed under the mellifluous water drops of the rusted, shower faucet.

We were laughing as gleefully as we could around that time, because for the rest of the day, I don't think we won't be laughing anymore. Today, is the second day of May—the long awaited return of the Uchiha prodigy—Uchiha Sasuke.

And for the first time, I didn't want to see him.