A barren and burning landscape was laid out before the last Uchiha, his fallen brother drenched in blood at his feet. His coal black eyes showed rare sadness, and his lips were pressed into a half-broken smirk. "I've finally done it. I've killed him." He whispered in the wind, and then collapsed in well earned exhaustion just as a group of ANBU appeared from the trees. A small framed female ninja with rosy pink hair kneeled to heal him while the rest of the group did their own tasks in correcting the ruin caused by two battling Uchiha.
Sakura sat cross legged in the uncomfortable chair next to the hospital bed, pieces of fruit and a knife laid across her lap on a cutting board. She cut each into easily swallowed pieces and awaited the missed comrade to awaken for his sleep. She had missed the horrid fight between the two sharingan users, but was there to see the end result. Sasuke had used up every possible bit of his chakra and had he used an ounce more he would be dead. The state he was in wasn't far from, broken bones, burns, frost bite, an uncountable amount of cuts and bruises, broken ribs, and a fractured skull. She and other nurses had worked on the more serious problems through out the night and she had been up for hours straight.
Sighing, she looked down at his face. His features looked more mature than before he left, but he looked like the same Sasuke. Last she heard Orochimaru was dead, the Atksuki was in ruins-if not completely abolished-, and Itachi was blood soaked on the battle field. Her thoughts trailed off and were only interrupted by a groan from Sasuke.
Her head shot up and she greeted him. "Hello, Sasuke!" She said cheerfully. He was only groggy for a second, and then he glared at her. She ignored it and offered him the cutting board. "Here, you should eat." He glanced down at it, and then sent it flying in her direction. The knife flew past her face and she cringed away. She felt a sharp pain, and blinked for a second. The knife had somehow shot past her, blade first, and left her with a small but deep cut on the side of her face. She lost it.
"I HAVE FREAKING HAD IT!!!" She screamed in his face. He looked shocked, clearly not expecting his 'number 1 fan' to lash out. She stood up, fruit pieces falling to the floor. Memories of a similar experience years ago flashed before her face. Tears welled in her eyes and she rubbed them away in rage. "YOU TREAT ME LIKE DIRT, SASUKE!!! IF IT WERN"T FOR ME YOU"DE BE DEAD!!! YOU INSENSITIVE BASTARD!!!" She turned on a dime and stormed out, nearly knocking over a concerned looking Naruto who had come running to the screaming.
She waltzed around gurneys and hospital personnel to the front doors, then took off at a dead run. The door was unlocked and she turned and locked it behind her. She felt like collapsing into a heap and crying her eyes out, but instead she took a shower and changed, made food without really realizing what she was making, and ate it robotically. She climbed under the covers and slept.
Sakura went through her day in a blur, only really coming out of it when she found her self in front of a bar. It had been years since she last had a drink and she decided she wanted one. She walked into the bar and got all the way to the counter before she noticed a raucous group in the back of the room. It consisted of Naruto, Shikamaru, and surprisingly Neji. And Sasuke. His eyes locked with hers and she felt her spine unconsciously straighten. She wanted to run out that very second, but she would NOT let him scare her out of a public place. She quickly ordered a drink to go and made a bee line for the door. He intercepted her halfway there. She tried to side step him, but he matched it. She tried the other side and he moved as well. "Move." He took a step closer to her so that their chests were almost touching and he smirked down at her. "So help me god, if you don't move…" He didn't budge, but his smile grew wider.
She lost it for a second time in two days. She hit him at full force under the chin and he went flying over two dinner tables and hit the wall with a sickening THUD! She didn't look at him as she sprinted out of the pub. She went at full speed straight to her house, but he still waited for her, leaning leisurely against the door frame. She marched up to her house and went to unlock the door. He wasn't having that.
He pulled her shoulder so she faced him. "Sakura." Her eyes were set down and he jerked her chin up to see her eyes. A deep scowl was set on her face and he had to stop himself from pulling back, shocked. She had always followed him around like a lost puppy, and this new development almost made him jealous. Almost.
"What do you want, Sasuke?" Her eyes could have been flames with all the hate she harbored in them. He smirked and leaned down. When his face was inches from her she pulled back, shocked and mildly disgusted. "What are you doing?"
His face contorted into an appalled scowl. "Are you rejecting me, Sakura?" He was angry, very angry.
She took another step away from him and crossed her arms over her chest. "I want no part of you, you bastard! Just leave me alone!" She yelled, then spun and undid the lock and stormed inside. He winced a moment too late, and the dead-bolt slid home.