Narkness: I got bored (Again). Heres another fanfic. YAY for twistedness. I wrote this while listening to 'If tomorrow never comes'. It seems fitting.

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R & R people, or I'll get bored.

Breath
n 1: the process of taking in and expelling air during breathing;
"he took a deep breath and dived into the pool"; "he was
fighting to his last breath"

Death
n 1: the event of dying or departure from life; "her death came
as a terrible shock"

Love 1. A feeling of strong attachment induced by that which
delights or commands admiration; pre["eminent kindness or
devotion to another; affection; tenderness; as, the love
of brothers and sisters.

Heartache
n : intense sorrow caused by loss of a loved one (especially by
death)

Depression
n 1: a mental state characterized by a pessimistic sense of
inadequacy and a despondent lack of activity.

Prelude.

Heads were hung low as the funeral commenced. Some broke out in bursts of tears and hysteria, the rest wanted desperately to do the same. But ninja do not cry, not in public.

While the black clothed people hugged and cried, an onyx eyed man stood at the memorial, reading the plaque.

'Sakura Haruno Uchiha, Beloved wife, friend and ninja who gave her life for Konoha.' Below the plaque someone had placed a framed photo down. It was from when they were twelve, Sakura with a happy smile, Kakashi ruffling both Naruto's and Sasuke's hair.

Sasuke could barely hold back tears, he wanted to cry, but not here, not in front of everyone.

"Sasuke..." He felt an arm around his shoulders. Sasuke took only a small glance at his friend before looking back to the plaque. Naruto knew there was nothing he could say to the Uchiha man. He could'nt say, 'It's all gonna be okay', when the man was in a well of depression.

"I...I just need to be alone.."

Naruto sighed, giving Sasuke a pat on the back before walking back over to his wife. Hinata gave Naruto a sympathetic look as he approached.

"Is he alright?" Hinata knew it was worthless asking but it escaped her lips before she could stop herself. Naruto just hugged Hinata.

"She's really gone." He whispered.

Sasuke watched with envy as Naruto hugged his pregnant wife. Why! What did I do? Sasuke had no children, no wife. But Naruto had everything. He stared back at the memorial as a silver haired man approached the hugging couple.

"Stand tall Naruto." The lazy man's voice drifted to Naruto's ears. "Sakura would't want you to be sad."

Naruto stood right up instantly, rubbing his tear filled eyes. "You're right Kakashi."

Sasuke watched as countless people placed flowers and trinkets at his wife's resting place.

"HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY SAKURA!" The large group of ninja cried as the rosette woman entered the pub.

Sasuke remembered just how beautiful Sakura had looked that night, it was that night he had proposed to her.

While he reminisced people slowly walked away. Sasuke was still there when it began to rain. He was unfazed as he was soaked to the bone. It was then he allowed himself to cry.

"I'll miss you Sakura." Sasuke whispered, placing Sakura's leaf village headband among the flowers and gifts. He ran his hand over the cold metal plaque and then turned away. "Goodbye..." He whispered.

Narkness: R&R people!

You get a cookie if you do! ;p

Next chapter coming soon. (This is just a prelude filling you in on some shit)