A/N: Hello. This is my first SasuSaku fic because I'm usually a die hard ShikaTema but this pairing is just so good! Also, this isn't my usual style. So, please give me feed back! Sorry I updated this again, but I made a few grammatical and spelling errors so I wanted to get the proofed one up.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

"Does it hurt little brother?" Itachi asks as he steps on my chest and throws another Kunai at my neck.

"No." I lie.

Technically it's not a lie, though. It does hurt in comparison to what I've done. It's weird, from the moment Itachi first had me cornered, everything's become crystal clear.

Should have.

Could have.

Would have.

Those words describe every feeling I'm getting now.

I should have realized how much I was hurting Naruto.

I could have gained power without running away at all.

I would have loved Sakura.

Sakura.

She keeps coming back into my thoughts. Every time she hugged me, talked to me, confessed her love to me, I could've given in. I should've said something nicer. I would've, but I can't now.

I've missed so many opportunities. If I would've just opened my eyes earlier, I would've noticed that she's everything I've always wanted: benign, loyal, trustworthy.

Itachi's face swims back into my view.

"Even after all of these years, you're still so weak. You're not even worth my effort." Itachi mocks as he tosses a few more Shuriken and walks off.

"Come one Kisame. This is pointless." He says as he hops into the surrounding trees.

I try to talk but nothing comes out. I cough and I feel the blood trickle down my chin.

I try to lift my arm but that doesn't work, either.

I close my eyes and think back. When did I go wrong? When was the best time to tell Sakura I love her?

Was it when Tsunade woke me up after Itachi came to get Naruto? She hugged me so tightly and cried. She was just happy that I was alright. I could've taken her into my arms and whispered that I was going to be alright until she stopped crying. I should've told her that I was okay now and that next time I wouldn't let Itachi hurt me that badly if it made her sad. I would've, but I can't now.

Unconditional.

Was it when I left that night? She pleaded me not to leave. She confessed her love to me, yet again, but it was different that time. That time it was so heartfelt and pure. It would've been the perfect time for our first kiss. I could've kissed her cheek and told her that I'd come back for her. I should've wrapped my arms around her waist and kiss her to let her know that I'd think of her forever. I would've, but I can't now.

Untainted.

Was it when she came into Orochimaru's lair? She was so awestruck. All she could say was my name. How did I repay her? By trying to kill her team mates. I was so stupid. She looked so beautiful. I could've told her that she's grown so much more beautiful. I should've told her that she captured my heart with her bright smile and large eyes. I would've, but I can't now.

Mesmerized.

I try to remember her face. Pink hair, green eyes, soft lips. Her forehead is too big, but it's endearing. Her voice is high but not grating. Her laugh's like bells being rung. I would give anything just to see her again, hear her say my name one last time.

Too bad I have nothing to give, my life's almost gone.

I think I shed a tear, but I don't know because I'm loosing feeling.

"Sakura! He's over here and badly injured!" a voice yells. I've heard it before.

It's not the harsh voice of Orochimaru or the mocking voice Itachi. It's a fatherly voice.

I open my eyes all I can, mere slits. I see silver hair, lots of silver hair.

Kakashi.

"Sensei?" I choke out. It's a measly sound but he hears.

"He's still breathing!" He says loudly. I hear feet hitting the ground around me. His face slides out of view.

I whimper.

I can't be dying now. Help is here.

"It's alright, Sasuke-kun. Can you hear my voice? Blink if you can." Says a soft, kind voice. I blink slowly. When I open my eyes again, pink hair clouds my vision.

Loss of blood must be making me delusional.

"Great job Sasuke-kun. This might hurt but it's going to feel a whole lot better when it's done. 'Kay?" She says like she's done it a million times.

I whimper again.

I want to reach up and trace her perfect lips.

I want to pull her into my arms and never let go.

I feel a tugging sensation in my chest. I gasp, but I can already breathe easier. She continues to heal my wounds.

"Okay. It looks like your throat is badly damaged. Can you talk?" she asks.

"Sakura…" I say.

"Awesome! Just keep listening to my voice, Sasuke-kun." She says as she lifts up her hands.

"Sakura, I…" I try to say.

"One minute and you can talk. You'll do that for me, right?" She asks.

I blink my eyes slowly, again, and she nods.

I see a green light coming off of her hands. My throat feels better and I'm already getting feeling back into my hands.

Sakura pauses and gives a big smile.

"Sakura, I lo…" I start to say.

"What was that Sasuke-kun?" Sakura asks as she leans her head a little closer to mine. She's beaming like her world has come alive.

I lift up a hand and put it one her cheek.

"I love…" I say again before I cough. I don't need to continue. She's gotten the message.

I see tears rim her eyes.

"That's just the blood loss talking. Let's get you back to Konoha." She says as she puts my hand down and averts my gaze.

"No, I really do love y…" I say before cough rocks my body.

"Shhh. It's not good to be talking in your condition." She says as she purses her lips in annoyance. She digs around in her Shuriken pouch and gets some gauze.

I take a big breath and start again.

"No, I really do love you. All I could think about when I was lying there was you." I say as my voice fades out.

I can see the pain in her eyes. She thinks I'm toying with her.

"Tell me that 5 days from now when you're not about to die and I might believe you." She says as she finishes wrapping gauze around some of my worse wounds.

"Kakashi, you can carry him back." She says as she stands up and hops into the tree.

"Sakura…" I say before blood loss finally wins and everything turns black.

A/N: Love it? Hate it? Tell me what you thought, just please no flames! I might make this into a two shot just to follow up on what happens between them.