In which Sakura is tired of feeling.
In which Sasuke starts feeling.
In which everything is going slow for her.
In which everything is going too fast for him.
In which Sakura is withering.
In which Sasuke is blooming.
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"What were you thinking?!" He yelled, anger evident in his voice. Unbeknownst to her, there was worry and fear hidden in his words.
He had always wondered how her voice would sound like calling his name. He imagined it to be warm and sweet, inviting and loving.
"Oh nothing..." But she replied with her voice void of emotion. Her emerald eyes dull and hollow as it gazed right through his very soul.
"I just thought that I'd do everyone a favor if I disappeared."