It was al Sai's fault.
Sakura had always been there for him.
She had been the only one that motivated him to keep on painting. She had been the only one who understood the pressure he was under. She had been the only one who told him to stay away from the drugs. She had been the only one sitting home alone when he left in the middle of the night. She had been the only one that stayed with him when he was in the hospital. She had been the only one that cried when he didn't make it.
And now she was the only one at his funeral.
Her black dress floated around her in the cool autumn breeze. It was getting colder everyday. She wrapped her jacket tightly around her small body.
Sai's gravestone was nothing special, just a piece of stone with his name carved into it. But to Sakura, right now, it was the most important thing in the world.
She bowed down to put the pink roses she had been holding on his grave.
She didn't know how long she had been standing there. Probably a couple of hours. The sun was setting in the west, casting the graveyard in a soft pink glow. Sakura's hair blew in her face, but she didn't bother with it. The loose, pink strands tickled her face. She gave the tiniest smile.
Suddenly she felt someone grabbing her hand.
Turning around she met the bright blue eyes of her best friend.
"Let's go" Naruto said.
Sakura nodded and walked back to his car with him.
In the drivers seat was her other best friend. His raven hair hanging in front of his face, hiding his expression from her.
Sakura took a seat in the back, still holding Naruto's hand.
Sasuke turned around in his seat and gave her a reassuring smile. Sakura smiled back while Naruto began stroking her hand.
Sasuke started the car and they slowly drove off.
AN: This is the first time I even attempt writing fan fiction. I just got this scene in my head and I had to write it out. This is only the prologue though. I have a vague idea what I want to do with the story but there are some things I need to work out.
I hoped you liked it ^^