another drabble. curse my brain's inability to think up more than 700 words.
the file: why?
the freak: codeCXM
the victim: Sakura H. (with hints of sasusaku)
the type: angst
the rate: k+
the overview: Sakura muses about things that had happened in her life, in the middle of a war.
the claim: still not mine.
This is it.
The end has come.
She smiles bitterly; even after all these years she has gained nothing.
She may have surpassed her mentor, but it appears that it is not enough.
Not enough to bring things like it used to be.
(Not enough to bring him back.)
Heh.
Life flashes before her eyes.
She sees her blonde haired best friend slash rival slash sister saved her (but why, though?) from bullies.
(Her hands are still red with that girl's blood.
Is she still alive? She doesn't remember.
Her mind is all blurry.)
Fast forward,
She sees her parents beaming at her. She was, is, the first kunoichi in Haruno Family after all.
(He took them away from her when she was sixteen. That snake bastard killed her parents.
They were innocent citizens, damnit!)
(—whywhywhy?)
Fast forward again,
She sees a blond haired teen grinning widely. Beside him, another boy with black hair with a smug smirk on his face.
The first time they actually worked together as a team to finish the mission. It was a C-rank mission but they were still proud nonetheless.
(Where are they anyway?
She remembers seeing the blond knuckle head fighting with a pretty strong guy.
She faintly hears her heart screaming not to think about the other guy.)
(But why?)
She opens her eyes to see blue sparks flying towards her.
She doesn't know what jutsu her opponent has used (doesn't she supposed to be the smart one?).
She doesn't care.
this is the end.
She doesn't feel any impact, though.
Her eyes meet someone's back.
(That symbol—) (Why?)
Her somewhat savior (she didn't ask to be saved, damnit) falls to the ground and rolls onto his back.
(That face—) (Why is he here?)
No… no no no no.
(Is that a smile on his face?) (Why did he save her?)
"Why...," she can barely hear her voice. Her heart skips a beat.
"S—sa…kura…"
(That voice. Oh, how much she missed that voice.) (WHY, DAMMIT, WHY?)
She quickly kneels beside him. Her eyes widen.
Those deep, deep obsidian orbs of his soften.
"I'm sorry…"
And he closes his eyes.
why must all these things happen?
She doesn't know what has gotten into her.
She snaps back to reality to find a huge number of dead bodies lying around her.
Ah, yes, she remembers.
They are in a war.
And once, Sasuke saved her.
Sasuke?
Her feet lead her to his body and she collapses beside him.
She reaches for his hand.
Is he dead?
Is she going to survive?
did he just grab her hand?
"Naruto wins! The war is over!"
She smiles.
It doesn't matter anymore.
a/n: either they die or survive, I leave it to your imagination :P
on the lighter note, writing in present tense is fun :3 thank you for reading!