I'm nearly incapable of writing a happy WAFF with these two, here's the best I can do. A
muse of mine suggested this song and the thread it follows, which is loosely based on the
music video.
Warning-- bring the tissues.
The song is "Valentine" by Martina McBride (and Jim Brickman).
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Sakura smiled, reflecting, as she walked the familiar path. She was remembering how
everything had finally come together, as if in a fairytale; she and Sasuke. He had, it
seemed, to fully intend on rebuffing all her offers until time's end, but, to her and
everyone's shock, he finally agreed one day.
He never did give her a full explanation on why he changed his mind so sudden, but in
her heart, she knew. He had glimpsed his future and knew what was in store for him, and
knew that it was no way to live. He agreed to her offer, and both of them soon found that
they really did care deeply for each other. She had already known that on her behalf-- but
Sasuke hadn't, and it had, at first, scared him.
When that had happened, she thought that would have been the end of it. Instead, he came
back to her, on Valentine's Day no less, with a bouquet of red roses in one hand and
small box in the other. It was on that day, there in the hall outside her apartment door, that
he proposed to her.
And she had accepted.
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That had been the first day she had ever seen him laugh so freely with joy. He would
never do it often, but always she would be graced with his smile; a genuine, not the smirk
he gave the rest of the world. He made her feel special in that way, as if it was their little
secret. He always gave her that feeling, even now.
Sakura's smile grew, despite herself, as she thought back on those past times.
And they were, indeed, married, exactly a year to the day-- on Valentine's Day. It hadn't
been a very large wedding, with only close friends and her relatives invited. Naruto, of all
people, had been the best man, and couldn't help but pull a prank on Sasuke just minutes
before the ceremony started-- he "lost" the ring. Sasuke had gone into a panic like he had
neither seen before, so Naruto told her, then nearly killed him with a Uchiha-patented
death glare when he produced the supposedly lost ring. Naruto almost killed himself from
laughing so hard.
Ino, Hinata, and TenTen had been her bridesmaids, with her mother as maid-of-honor,
and Kakashi, Neji, and Lee as the groomsmen. It may not have been the picture-perfect
wedding, but it had been fun, joyous, and most of all, hers.
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The grand-scale part had been reserved for the reception, with no less than Tsunade
herself overseeing the proceedings. The entire village had been invited, and the partying
continued deep into the night, long after she and Sasuke had retired to the Uchiha Manor.
Her new home.
She had, at first, some new-bride jitters-- what if the spell wore off? What would happen
then? Such thoughts plagued her daily, until finally she banished them from her mind.
She couldn't think like that; Sasuke did love her, and told her so at least once a day. She
had no reason to doubt that, and, as if proving that point, she became pregnant less than
three months after their wedding.
Sakura continued down the well-beaten path, thinking back on those hard months. She
was first-time mother, and, by nature, a worrier; the two collided, and she nearly drove
everyone around her crazy. It had taken some long, comforting talks from her mother and
other women before she had finally calmed down. Or, she did, until she learned she was
pregnant with not one, but two boys. If she was overjoyed, then Sasuke was ecstatic.
Not that he ever showed anything but that stone-faced mask of his in public. His eyes,
though, told the world all they needed to know. Sasuke was going to be a dad, and he
couldn't wait.
Sadly, he would never get the chance.
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Sakura led her two boys, one small hand in each of her own, to the stone. It was early in
the morning, the dew still wet on the grass. The stone glistened under the morning sun,
the cool ebony reflecting the world around them solemnly. The stood in front of the stone,
silent, reverent, until Kaemon spoke.
"Is tou-san really here?" he asked, his brother sharing the same wide-eyed look that most
three-year-olds had. They were the spitting image of Sasuke, except their hair had already
grown longer than his had ever been.
"No, he isn't, not always. You see, my children, his spirit is all around you, watching over
you. He loved you two dearly, and still does. He always will," she told them. Kaemon
looked back to the stone, but Kenjiro nodded quietly.
Sakura sighed, thinking back to the events that she knew Sasuke had foreseen years ago,
back in his initial acceptance of her offer. He knew that one day he and Itachi would fight,
and also knew that it would be very unlikely he would return. And, Sakura thought,
holding back tears, was exactly what had happened. He had dealt the final blow to Itachi,
destroying him; but in doing so, he had also suffered fatal injuries. He never made it
home alive.
And in the matter of less than three years, Sakura had been dated, married, borne two
sons, and widowed. And yet, despite the great sadness that had befallen her, she wasn't
sad. She knew it would happen-- it had been only a matter of time. And she wasn't left
alone-- she had two great sons, Kenjiro and Kaemon, and was surrounded by friends and
family.
Yes, Sasuke was gone, but only in the literal sense. In her heart, he was still very much
alive. And every year, on Valentine's Day, their anniversary, she brought a dozen red
roses to lay at the stone in remembrance of him. This year, her sons had been old enough
to join her.
And somehow, she knew Sasuke couldn't be more proud.
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A/N: There, now aren't you glad I suggested the tissues? I seriously cannot, no matter
how hard I try, write happy get-together WAFF for these two. Maybe's it's because I
prefer several other pairings over them. Who knows.
A lil' bit of info:
Kaemon-- joyful; right-handed (old Samurai name)
Kenjiro-- second son who sees with insight (he's the younger twin)
I have this thing with names... Read Blood Song for more. Anyhow, I hope you liked this.
smile And seriously, can't you just see Naruto pulling a stunt like that? big grin
Later,
CrazyAce