Title: Be still my heart
Summary: And she confronted the blood-eyed monster head-on.
Inspiration: "Unfamiliar" - The Birthday Massacre
Notes: I'm going to group all my drabbles together so that I won't have 123xzzn stories of around 500 words appearing in my profile, and it'll be easier to read. I'm not sure how many of these I'll actually write. All I know is that they're for Sasusaku - obviously - and I'll be covering various genres, from humour to tragedy to some random inspiration that comes to me.
Disclaimer: Pft. I own Naruto and I so write fanfics for my own creation.
He came for revenge.
The village's defences were completely obliterated. Buildings, regardless of whether it was a civilian's home, or the Hokage's tower, were reduced to mere debris. The streets smelled of rot and ruin, littered with torn corpses and pools of red. Everything was destroyed.
Black fire everywhere.
Desperate cries for help.
Blood.
It made her sick.
Sakura tried not to look at the dried, scarlet splotches decorating the walls, or the amputated arm sticking out between the pieces of cement. She swallowed the bile that rose to her throat and the nausea that came with it. Pumping chakra to her feet, Sakura searched the village for survivors. Where is everybody?
From the peripherals of her vision, she could see the dark-haired man walking among the dead and the broken, admiring his handiwork. A shudder made its way down her spine. Sasuke-kun—
The monster. The culprit behind the massacre of Konoha.
The man she loved.
Sakura gulped.
"Sasuke-kun! Wanna go on a date?"
"Sakura, say it! Who the hell hurt you?"
"I may have friends and family, but to me…if you were to leave, I'd be just as lonely as you!"
"Thank you."
His crimson Mangekyou bled and tears of blood left trails on his cheeks. His clothes were drenched with the blood of the innocent, people who were unfortunate enough to stand in his way. Everything about him was stained with blood.
And the scary thing was that he still looked ethereally beautiful.
He chuckled maniacally as he made his way through the dead village, stepping over corpses and crimson rivers. He howled his brother's name with the elation of getting revenge on his own village. He had given Konoha the damnation it deserved. He had cleansed the name of the Uchiha clan. He had served justice. May his family be proud of him!
The monster turned, and predator set eyes on the prey.
Her palms were slick with cold sweat and her legs were shaking. She knew what she had to do. Calm down—
"I…I love with you with all my heart!"
Smirk. "You really are annoying."
"Sakura…I can't forgive even you if you take that away from me…"
The monster reached for his sword.
She gathered strength in her fist, and charged at him.
