Forgotten

White snow fell gracefully to the ground or the bare branches of trees. Sakura shivered in her jacket. She cupped her hands over her mouth and nose and blew hot air into them to warm them up. The only thing that was cold between her fingers and face was a gold locket.

"Sakura, why don't you come inside?" asked one of the gatekeepers, pointing to a little office that was the country's gate-watcher. "It's warmer inside, and Sasuke won't be seen for a while."

"Thank you," she said, relieved to go in. The gate keeper opened the office's door and Sakura gratefully met warm air. She stepped in and another gatekeeper pulled up a chair for her to sit.

As two friends grow, their love for each other becomes more and more. It had been six months since she had first seen those words. They were engraved on the locket which was given to her by her friend, Sasuke Uchiha. Every time she read those words, the boy who gave her the locket would appear in her mind as clear as if he were there.

Sakura opened the locket, and inside was a folded picture of Sasuke, her, and her mother who people say they look exactly alike.

"I can't wait to see you again," she said softly.

The two gatekeepers heard her, and a small smile appeared on their faces. The decided to keep a sharp eye out for Sasuke.

Hours passed and Sakura watched the snow, reliving the memories of her and Sasuke playing together. Then a man walked though the gates followed by a boy with black hair that stood in horizontal spikes in the back.

"That's Sasuke!" she squealed. She fumbled with the lock because her hands were shaking with excitement. Eventually, she was able to open the door ad ran out, throwing her arms around the boy. "Welcome home, Sasuke! Did you miss me?"

When the boy did not greet her back, Sakura released him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sasuke just stared. "Who are you?" he asked, not even a hint of recognition in his eyes.

"You don't remember me?"

He shook his head. "No, but you're annoying."

His words were like a knife stabbed through her heart. Sakura watched as Sasuke and the man make their way to Konoha, Sasuke not even sparing a glance at her. He is so different, she thought. Is that really him?

"I'm sorry that happened, Sakura," said one of the gatekeepers.

She waved it off. "It's okay. He probably doesn't remember. I'm sure sooner or later he will." She tilted her head and flashed a smile. "I have to go now. Thank you for all your help."

The gatekeeper watched her run in the same direction. "I hope he remembers too."

Time moved on after that day. Sakura did everything she could to make Sasuke remember her and the friendship they had. Sakura was very excited when they were put on the same team, as it meant she would have a better chance of making him remember.

Despite all that, no memories of back then returned.

"I'll even help you get your revenge! I'll do whatever it takes. I swear!" It was nighttime. The moon was beginning to peak behind the clouds. It shined on Sasuke, who had a backpack slung over his back, and Sakura who had tears falling down.

She sniffed and spoke quietly, so that only Sasuke could hear, but slowly grew louder. "So please, stay. If you can't . . . take me with you!"

He turned to face her, a smirk upon his face. "You haven't changed. You're still annoying."

Sakura gasped. Sasuke turned away and started to move forward.

"No, don't leave!" She called. "If you do I'll screamed and ―"

He was gone in a flash and was suddenly behind her. "Sakura." He bit his lip, trying to find the right words that won't ultimately shatter her. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and murmured, "Thank you."

Sakura's emerald eyes grew wide. Does he remember? She thought. Pain coursed from the back of her neck. Her legs wobbled and before she was plunged into darkness, she whispered, "Sasuke."

When she awoke, she shot up, hoping to still see Sasuke. But he was gone. Suddenly, Sakura came to the conclusion: There was no way he'll remember. Those happy times he had with her and her mother were buried deep within his heart and out of reach. Tears pooled in her eyes and streamed down.

I'm so sorry I had to make you sit through that, but it was very important part of my story! So this is the sequel to my other story "A new friend." So many of you people have reqested for one, I just couldn't sit and ignore! If you are reading this and have no clue what "A new friend" is go to my profile and read it so you get the idea.

And I need a beta, particularly one who is good in "telling the story." Not anything like grammer or spelling. If you are the "telling" type are know of someone who is, then please notify me and I will check. Please and thank you!