Memories in the rain…
A/N: sup? So this is a short break from my story and I would like to say that this is a DeiSaku one-shot, too. Aaaaaaand please read and review.
Disclaimer: Cherryqueen567, which is me, does NOT own Naruto or any of their characters… but if I did… I think you know what would happen then, lol.
To the story…
"Tsunade-sama, tomorrow…" a skinny brunette said to her good friend, with a worried look on her face.
"Is it raining?" the blonde woman guessed. The woman nodded in answer.
This only meant one thing… her precious apprentice wasn't coming tomorrow. She never showed up on rainy days. She started doing that for a year or so. The pinkette was out of the village… to a place that even her master didn't know.
With Sakura… (The next day)
Left, right, left, left again…
The woods were a perfect maze for you if you are trying to find a certain man's grave. But she knew the way…. It had been raining a lot in the Fire country.
The reason she is never at her village when the sky is crying it is because of her promise… she will always pay a visit when a certain liquid is falling from the sky. Though, even if she was in her village, she won't be able to face it. The memories of him and her. But when she is next to his grave and crying, she could feel his aura next to her.
And here she was, at last. The place covered up in ashes; when a little place was green… add a sakura tree there.
A small, sad smile found its way to her gorgeous face.
Flashback
The sky was crying for some unknown reason. As if someone had made it hurt…
A young pinkette was training at her favorite spot in the woods.
With a good chakra infused punch a tree went to pieces. She gave herself a smirk. She has gotten a lot stronger than before.
Clap, clap, clap.
She looked up in a hurry. Seems like she was too caught up in her training that the pinkette haven't noticed the man that was watching her, amused.
She immediately got into her battle stance.
"Come down, un," she then realized that he was an Akatsuki member by his cloak. She even got more defensive.
"I said 'come down, un'. Even though I'm an Akatsuki, I don't like to kill masterpieces like you, un," he saw her tense up a bit. He sighed. "The names Deidara. I don't remember my clan so," the blond shrugged. While doing so, he also saw that the girl in front of her became a little more of a… relaxed. Deidara grinned and jumped next to her, however he was in a battle and he got some major injures, and so he fell.
"Are you alright?" the-so-called-masterpiece ran next to her and only then saw the huge cut in his gut. If she won't heal him, she knew that the blond in front of her will die of blood lost. She quickly switched into her medic-mode. Green chakra all over her arm. However, she knew that healing an Akatsuki member will get her into serious trouble.
After five minutes…
"Ok, you're good as new now," Deidara was shocked by her action AND by her… bright, soft smile. No one ever smiled to him like that after his mother's death.
"Tha-thanks," he stuttered.
He tried to stand up but when he looked up to the bubblegum-haired girl, Deidara found out that she was playing/examining his hands. As soon as he started to think of pulling his hands, she said something that shocked him.
"I like your hands, Deidara," again that polite and soft smile. "By the way, my name is Sakura Haruno," she looked up to the sky. Her face stated that she was worried.
"I have to go now," at this, the blond frowned then pouted like a little kid. The young girl next to him giggled at his expression, and made a deal to come back here at 6 AM.
End of flashback
That was how they met… and they always saw each other at 6 AM, early in the morning. Every time they saw each other… it rained. Soon he kissed her…
Flashback
They both giggled at his joke. But he opened his eyes to see a still-giggling-Sakura, he was dumbfounded. The pinkette looked so-so happy and peaceful… in other words, full of life. It looked perfect on her, the way that her eyes sparkle. Like the fire in it is increasing. Afterwards, he looked at her lips. Those soft, full lips… he leaned closer, closing the gap between them. Yes, this was the girl who he wanted to be with. The one that can understand him, but mostly of all, she doesn't want him to be someone he is not. Sakura was not afraid or disgusted by his arms and chest, instead she loved it. The young Haruno girl always took his hands and starts to play with it, teasing the mouth/tongue on them.
This girl did something unbelievable… she kissed back.
She never was disgusted by him. She was only afraid, afraid that her friends might get killed because of him… afraid that she will be alone again.
Loneliness… that is one thing that Sakura Haruno is afraid more than anything. She never knew why. Maybe it is because, when other people leave you, you feel yourself as useful. Or maybe it is because, when the candy-haired girl always was the one to be left at the playground alone. Many people tried to pull out her. But no one succeeded. They only 'taught' her to have a perfect mask on. Yes, that is the only thing they succeeded with. Crushing on Sasuke Uchiha was true, though it was a mask, too. She hated him for calling him useless, for insulting her hair color. It's not like she wanted to born with this hair. She only got more and more mentally abused because of it. But the thing that she hates most of all is that he left her. With a single, stupid, annoying and useless 'Thank you'. How ironic. Maybe it is because she was like that to him. Single, stupid, annoying but mostly… useless.
Deidara… that is the name of the person who succeeded on his mission. He was mentally abuse, too. At young age being called as a freak, monster. It is hard, harder than being bugged at your forehead. So hey understand each other well, very well I might add, thank you.
So she kissed back… so she loved back.
End of Flashback
She loved back… they was an unspoken agreement between them. The agreement of their love.
The now-19-year-old-pinkette chuckled. Now it was time for her tears. Because somehow, her brain managed to remember the last day they spent.
She let the tears loose, so as the memory.
Flashback
"Sakura, I-"he was cut b an ANBU.
"Oi! Is that Sakura Haruno? Wait! Is that Deidara of the Akatsuki? Hurry up and call some backup!" the last sentence was muffled. Though, the young pinkette heard some things like: "Stupid bitch" and such things like:"Traitor." Now she was totally pissed. The girl caught him off guard with a chakra infused kunai. However, when she left her head up to see where Deidara was, there was his bloody mess. She looked up to see if there is a person who is responsible for this…
"Haruno Sakura, you are under arrest for-"
BOOM!
The body of the ANBU exploded from the inside.
"No, no one arrests my cherry blossom, un," Deidara coughed up some blood. She ran to him to heal her lover's wounds. But… he said
"No, don't bother to heal me, Sakura… you know what art is, right?" his voice was scratchy because of the injuries he got.
The said girl blinked back a tear.
"Y-yeah," she stuttered. "Art is-is a bang, right?"
"Your correct, un. Now… make me a deal and stop sobbing, un. You know yourself *cough* that we'll see each other one day, un *cough* *cough*" he gave her a toothy grin. Sakura finally let loose her tears and hugged him, tight.
"You blow up this place leaving only a *cough* corner to bury me here. I want to die in the memories of you. And… I'll m- *cough*iss you, Sakura."
End of Flashback
She did everything as he said after his death. Leaving no trace of her lover. On that day she made a promise to come here every time it rains. She always remembered his face when he left the world… it was smiling. A real smile, a real, peaceful smile. Sakura wondered if she will ever see him again.
"Of course we will, un."
She turned back in surprise to find nothing but some more wind blows. She smiled softly.
"Dei-kun, I'[m looking forward seeing you again," with that she could just feel a smirk, not her own… but her lover's, and the way how he wrapped his arms around her waist. The wind helping his words to reach her ears.
"Me too, un."
And with that… she hears a bang.
When you are crying,
It's nice to feel that the sky is crying
With you
A/N: ok…? I don't know how it went, but the story just came to me when it was raining and when I was totally stressed out. And guys, I must say that I won't be writing something this summer since June 12. I'm going to be very, very busy. If someone wants to know what song I was listening while writing this it's: BANG! BANG! BANG! Have a nice dream from soul eater.
P. S. Me own nothing except the plot.
Love,
Cherry.