Feelings Unspoken Chapter 1: Sadness: The Tears of Love, a naruto fanfic

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A.N: It's my birthday today!

Yay! I'm finally 14! (mini celebration dance) So, here's a little present from me to you! This will be my first two shot, as well as my first time trying to write something sad (at least sad compared to my usual stories) so reviews and advise on how to make it even more emotional would be great!

Can you tell me if my new style of writing is better then before? I'm just trying something new, because in my other stories I don't explain in a lot of detail and my storytelling talents aren't as good as they are now (well, in my opinion anyways) so tell me about it! I'm open to both compliments (lol if I get any) and advice on how to be a better writer!

Happy happy birthday to meeee!

Enjoy the story!

"Your thinking about him again aren't you?" Naruto whispered with a frown. Sakura stopped poking at her ramen, setting the chop sticks aside with a sigh. "N-no, of course not. I'm... just... I guess I'm not very hungry today." She added with a small smile.

Naruto didn't believe her excuse. He already knew.

The blond stared at the steaming bowl of ramen infront of him. He picked up a few strains of noodles between his chopsticks, but never put them in his mouth. He sighed as he dropped the noodles back into the bowl. He placed his right elbow on the table, allowing his head to rest on the palm his hand as he turned towards his teammate.

They were 17 now. It's been a full year and a half since he came back. But she, the girl sitting to the left of him, was still not over him.

Him, that stupid, selfish, cold-hearted, non-deserving idiot. Naruto had noticed, she had been deep in thought to past couple days. And it scared him. Really. Whenever she was thinking, she'd turn... almost... lifeless. She wouldn't respond, she wouldn't blink, and she wouldn't even notice you were calling her name until you shook her. And even when she snapped out of her thoughts. He hated her reaction.

That smile.

He hated that smile.

It wasn't real.

It hasn't been real since he came back.

And he hated Sasuke for taking that away from her.

He'd reason with her. Try to talk some sense into the pink haired girl. Tell her that yes, she did love Sasuke. But he probably didn't love her. Tell her that even though she loved him, it didn't mean that she had to right to force him to love her.

But she denied it.

"Sakura-Chan. You know, you're one of the most loved girls in the village... I'm sure plenty of guys would want to dat-"

She clenched her fists on her lap, roughly gripping the material of her skirt. "But I don't want any of them!" She yelled back.

He knew, she didn't want anyone other then him. And sometimes, he'd wonder. Why him? Why him, when there were plenty of other guys that'd love her back, that'd treat her right?

That wouldn't steal her smile.

Sakura's feelings for Sasuke... It was certainly not a crush anymore. It had started out as a crush. Back when they were still 12, back when team 7 was young, full of life, and a real family... But that was back then. This is now. They used to be a family. Kakashi would be seen as the parent, Naruto and Sasuke as the brothers. And Sakura as their little sister they'd take care for and look after. But, the clock continued to tick, time continued to pass, and it eventually changed them. They all grew.

Naruto had gone off to train with Jiraiya.

Sasuke had run away, set on his revenge.

And she was left behind. Again.

However, they weren't the only things that grew. Her crush for their raven haired teammate grew as well. Growing from a simple, regular, annoying fangirl, into a strong, wise, young, and independent woman. But after all these years, her feelings didn't change. Instead, they grew.

Real love.

She had denied it ever since he had come back. Naruto would see her trying to stay strong infront of him, to hold back her tears whenever he acted cold to her. And it wasn't until night time; he'd find her rolled up on her bedroom floor. Spilling her locked up emotions as she gripped a picture frame. Crystal like tears, dripping from her cheeks onto the glass covering of the picture. Their picture. Team 7, back when they were still a happy family. And she'd remind herself of all the memories they'd shared together, as a family.

And she'd cry.

And cry.

Until the morning, when Naruto would sneak in through her window, and frown at the sight of her. Pink hair in a messy splatter on the floor, tears still fresh and evident on her cheeks, and hands still gripping the picture frame. It had been like that for the whole first month after he came back. And every morning, after Naruto had place her body under the covers, he'd gently dab away the remaining tears that flowed down her cheeks, and carefully remove the picture frame from her grasp. It had almost become a routine for the month. And every morning when they'd meet up to train, she'd still deny it.

Everyday, as the blond silently placed the picture frame back ontop of her table, he'd wonder, why did she love him? Why would she love him? He'd caused her so much pain, grief, misery.

He was a man with few words.

But she still loved him.

"You'll have to move on one day." He added, running out of reasons.

"It doesn't have to be today."

In denial.

Naruto grinned at his teammates come back.

"You're right."

But his grin faded.

He stared at his lap for a few moments. "But still, it pains me... to see you like this. Your smiles..." His voice slowly faded out, not daring to complete the sentence. Sakura gave him a quick glance, and then stared at her fingers sitting on her lap. "I know... It's just... really hard..." She whispered back still not meeting his gaze. "And I really don't think I can... Move on, that is..."

Naruto patted her back in reassurance. "You'll never know until you try."

A Sasuke x Sakura Twoshot

BelieveForMe's Birthday Story

Feelings Unspoken

You'll have to move on one day.

Sakura groaned as she tossed around her bed. Eyebrows knotted together as a bead of sweat slid down her forehead.

"I know." She subconsciously mumbled in her sleep.

Your smiles...

"I know!" She screamed, using her two hands to cover her ears. She was trying to protect herself. From the truth, from reality, from her living nightmares.

Denying the truth.

The pink haired girl rolled on the bed, flipping onto her stomach, causing her blanket to fall to the ground.

It pains me... to see you like this.

"Shut up."

She continued to block out his words. The truth... Continued to pretend that she couldn't hear.

Continued to deny...

Sakura-ch

His mouth kept moving, but no words came out. For a second, she'd thought her method of blocking out sound had actually worked. As she uncovered her ears, she saw that his mouth was still moving. Green eyes widened as silence continued to echo throughout her ears. The pink haired girl watched her blond friend in shock as he continued to speak silent words. His image in her dream started to deform. Sakura stood rooted to her grounds, green orbs wide, finding no power within her body to turn away from the sight in front of her.

Blond hair turned into raven, blue eyes turned into midnight black. Che.

The new figure in front of her smirked.
How annoying.

A single tear streamed down her cheek.

"S-Sasuke...-kun...?"

The pink haired girl couldn't stop her tears from falling. The figure in front of her now possessed two faces. Half of Naruto's face and half of Sasuke's. The blond's half frowned at the girl, while a sinful smirk was found on his counterpart.

Sakura-chan.

Sakura.

They said in unison.

She could hear them again... Her eyes widened as she attempted to cover her ears again. "JUST SHUT UP!" She screamed in a hectic manner. Her vision went black as she closed her eyes, trying to run away. Run towards the dark, black endless path her eyes had set after closing her eyes. Blind. She didn't want to see.

"I know god dammit!" She gripped the sides of her throbbing head, crumpling her soft pink hair in the process. Falling to her knees, she kept her head low. Her grip weakened. Her arms loosely wrapped around her frail, shaking body.

"I-I know..."

Another tear fell, making the ground beneath her moist.

Move on...

She could only stare as her two boys slowly disappeared before her eyes.
Leaving her behind.
Again.

Sakura bolted up from her deep slumber, panting as she recalled her usual nightmares. She was on her bed. Naruto must've been here again. The pink haired girl stared at the picture frame she had been clutching since last night. She had remembered the picture to every last detail. The markings of the picture frame to its last millimeter. It wasn't surprising, for she had stared at the picture every night, waking up with it in her arms every morning.

Ever since he came back.

One year had passed ever since Orochimaru had vanished from their world, banishing the ongoing war between Leaf and Sound. One year since he had willingly came back after defeating his brother, completing his main goal in life. One full year ever since she had tried to act as if nothing had happen between them. Trying to forget the sins her first love committed, trying to put the missing pieces of their lives back into place, trying to erase the pain he had caused her.

Internal bleeding. Bleeding from the inside. She hurt inside. So was she suffering from internal pain?

Sakura sighed as she pulled her blankets off of her body, shifting towards the end of the bed; her feet came in contact with the cold, slightly wet floor. She shivered, but the cold didn't bother her. No, she had dealt with much colder things then this. Much colder remarks and insults from him. She started her morning routine. Get up, walk towards the table, and place the picture down. Stare at the picture, and live her past life again.

A nervous, smiling gray haired teacher in the middle, two boys to each side, both arms crossed and glaring. And one girl, smiling as if she were the sun itself. Sakura glanced outside her window.

Gray, black, colorless.

It was about to rain.

There was no sun.

There was no smile.

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It was rejection after rejection. Always a no. Ever since our years in the academy.

"Sasuke-kun! Lets go on a date together!"

"No."

"Sasuke-kun! You want to eat lunch with me today?"

"No."

"Sasuke-kun! Let's train together!"

"No."

"Sasuke-kun? If I was in danger, would you protect me?"

But I grew... Can't you see Sasuke-kun? I grew up for you.

"No."

"Sasuke-kun! Don't leave! Please, stay!"

I cried for you. Begged for you to stay. I did everything for you.

"No."

But you still said no.

"Would you... like me to heal that for you?"

"Don't touch me."

Even now, 4 years after you had left me on that bench. You'd still say,

"No."

"Sasuke-"

"No."

"Sas-"

"No."

It'll always be a no, won't it?

"I'd ask you if you'd want help. But who cares anymore? I already know your answer."

Rejection.

I was called the smartest of the group, but it took me over 4 years to finally get that single word you repeated to me everyday in my head.

Rejection.

Everytime you'd say no, I'd just deny the pain in my heart. And I'd hope. Maybe... Just maybe, you'll say yes...

But... I get it now.

Rejection.

I was stupid for hoping.

"No."

Stupid for believing.

Stupid for denying the truth when it was right infront of me.

Rejection.

But... I get it now, I'm finally free.

After years of rejection... I'm finally free.

Finally free.

"Sayonara. Sasuke... -kun." Sakura whispered as she stared at the picture in her hands.

But, in the very back of my broken heart. I'll still be wishing, hoping...

You'll say yes one day...

With those final thoughts. Sakura took one last glance at Team 7's photo, before placing it back on her table. She started walking towards her washroom. But then stopped. The pink haired girl turned around to face the picture frame, motionlessly sitting on her table. With a weak smile, she broke her daily routine. Changing the position of the picture frame, she left the room with a weak smile. A smile filled with regrets and sorrow.

And new found determination.

Determination to move on...

Without another word, she walked out the door. Leaving the picture frame on her table.

Faced down.

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Ironic, isn't it? How he left Konoha after placing his copy of the team photo faced down on his table. And how the pink haired girl that loved him so was doing the exact same thing, as some kind of symbol of them moving on with life?

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Sakura carefully locked her door before closing it. Grabbing the two ends of her headband, she tightened the piece of fabric around her head. Smiling, as she walked towards the training grounds.

Move on...

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I was breaking. I knew that. My body was like the glass frame that covered our team's photo, and my heart was like the picture of our team itself. Nothing really noticeable happens to the glass covering. My tears will fall onto the frame, but as soon as they are wiped and dried, the glass is as good as new. But, every time I cry, I always risk the chance of my tears seeping through the frame, damaging the photo. And with every night I cry. I wonder, why do I cry every night? Because if he sees, he'll label me weak.

And as each day pass.

I'm still breaking.

Because everyday I live knowing that I'm loving, but I was never to be loved in return. It did hurt me, yes. But I couldn't stop, I can't stop. No matter how many times he ignores me. I can't... Our bond has strengthened since I was 12... But it never seemed to be enough. I wanted more. I wanted him to talk to me more. I wanted him to compliment me more... I wanted him to acknowledge me...

But not everything I wanted was for me only. I wanted him to learn the things that were taken away from him early in his childhood. His laughter, his friends, the warmth, the happiness. I wanted him to breathe in the air as if it were a gift instead of taking it for granted.

I wanted him to live, to feel alive, instead of just existing.

I'm being spoiled... Because I want everything.

But... I'm only being a human after all. I'm not some emotionless, machine like person that can go through life as a routine. I want to live. And I'm sure Sasuke-kun does too. He just needs someone to teach him again.

So far. My progress hasn't been doing very well... I'm failing over and over again. And I'm not sure when I will snap. Because I can only break so much...

After all.

I was only human.

Loving an emotionless, machine like person that he is.

But I'll teach him how to love again.

That wall that he builds around himself will be broken.

Even if he ends up not loving me. I'll play the role of his friend and support him.

No matter what, I promise you this.

I will be the one to break that wall before he breaks me.

That's a promise of a life time.

She thought hard about whether or not she should start calling him Sasuke instead of Sasuke-kun. It may not be much of a change, but baby steps were the key for her journey of moving on.

As she reached their usual meeting spot on red bridge she put on a small fake smile when she caught site of 2 out of her 3 team mates. "Ohayo, Sai, Naruto." She greeted. Sai casted the pink haired girl a glance as he also faked smile and nodded back in response. Naruto, who was leaning on the railing of the bridge, replied with a bitter smile in return as soon as he saw that fake smile. Sakura made her way towards her usual spot on the bridge beside Sasuke. She greeted her raven haired teammate with another well practiced smile as she rested her elbows on the railings of the bridge. "Ohayo, Sasuke...kun."

"Hn," The last standing Uchiha nodded back in acknowledgement.

Green orbs seemed to dull down in disappointment.

Shannaro! I'm going to kill the person that made the suffix kun!

A puff of smoke was created towards Sakura's right. All four students turned their attention towards the figure covered by the smoke. "Yo!"

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They had split up into sparring partners. Naruto and Sai, Sasuke and Sakura, Kakashi and book.

The newest member of the team and his blond haired partner had already started their match. Both going head first in a hand to hand combat for a small warm up. Sakura smiled as she watched her two teammates engage in a friendly fight from a distance. The two were matched blow for blow. She turned her head up, the sight of her gray haired teachers dangling leg and the sole of his shoe in view. Kakashi sat in his usual lazy manner, back resting against the trunk of the tree, one leg bent half way towards his chin and the other left hanging from the thick branch of the tree he lied on. His masked nose buried within the hidden contents of his favorite orange book.

Sakura's eyes darted to the sitting figure to her left. Sasuke sat with one leg pulled under his chin as the other was stretched out on the grass as he watched his two teammates spar in silence. "Shall we start?" Sakura asked him, tilting her head in a cute manner. Sasuke shrugged in response, which earned a twitch of annoyance from Sakura. "Is that a yes or no?" She asked, her patience slowly depleting with each word. He didn't answer. "Uchiha Sasuke-kun, answer me. Do you want to spar or not?"

"I'm still tired from last nights misson."

Twitch.

"Since when did you start complaining about being tired?" She replied in a somewhat mocking tone.

"Hn." 'I wasn't complaining.' Sakura translated.

"So, just because you're tired, means I just sit here doing nothing when I could be training? If you're so tired, why'd you even come?" She continued to ask with anger dripping like venom from her voice.

"Maybe because I felt like it."

For some odd reason, his tone pissed her off.

Sakura growled as her patience began to deplete.

"Fight me."

"No."

If you're not going to start.

I will.

Balling her fists in anger she lunged forward without hesitation.

Sasuke caught her chakra filled fist within his hand, only a few centimeters away from making contact with his face. His bangs slightly rustling from the impact of her fist and his hand smacking together. Her anger had driven her to punching her teammate in the face. Almost. Jaded green eyes widened, finally realizing she had just tried to hit the Uchiha Sasuke -kun. The anger that she felt a few moments ago disappeared, quickly being replaced by regret, and worry.

He smirked at her worried face. "Are you afraid that I'm mad at you now?" He asked in a taunting tone.

Her anger level rose again. She had tried to remove her hand from his, but the raven haired teen had managed to fully grip her tiny hand within his. "Let me go!" Sakura commanded, as she continued her attempts to free herself.

He kept a firm grip on her hand.

"I don't need to fight you."

She glared at him. What is he trying to imply?

Finally letting go of her hand, Sasuke slowly settled back to his previous position. She looked down at her slightly red hand, frowning as she softly rubbed it with her other hand before healing it.

"Stop wasting my time."

Jaded green eyes narrowed at his remark.

So I guess that's all I'll ever be to you?

Weak.

Why can't you notice me?

Why can't you notice how much I've grown?

Why don't you acknowledge me?

She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to suppress her inner rage.

No use.

She couldn't help but snap.

"Shut the hell up!"

A few neighboring birds fled their nesting grounds, as the sound of Sakura Haruno's hand collided with Uchiha Sasuke's face.

She let out a shaky breaths as her arms continued to tremble, even though her mind told her to stay strong. She had just hit, no slapped. The Uchiha Sasuke in the face. She'd just walked into unfamiliar territory, and she never felt so lost until now. MOVE! She stood frozen to the ground beneath her. I'm not weak. Sasuke's face titled slightly from the impact of the slap. I'm not a waste of time. The raven haired boy's eyes remained impassive despite the fact that his cheek was now forming a small bruise. Only his eyes moved when he looked at her, the first girl that dared to slap him.

She felt her whole body tremble under his gaze. I'm not weak.

Both Naruto and Sai had stopped their fight after witnessing the surprising event that just played out before them. Their gray haired teacher had removed his nose from his favorite orange book to see what the ruckus was below him.

I'M NOT WEAK!

Sakura squeezed her eyes shut, attempting to stop her body from shaking, showing fear.

Nothing worked.

And closing them didn't help hiding the tears that were now building from the corner of her eyes.

So she ran.

Away from her teammates stares.

Away from her previous actions she now regretted.

Away from the boy she'd tried to fall out of love with.

But failed.

Do you call me weak because I cry because of something stupid?

Cause I want you to know. I'm crying because of you.

"You really don't deserve her love."

Sasuke turned towards his blond haired teammate in a slow manner. Naruto was now standing beside him, hands clenched into fists as he watched his pink haired teammate slowly disappear from their sight. Sai walked towards the pair and stood to the other side of Sasuke, resting his hand on his hip. "If I can remember correctly. Whenever someone cries, it can be because of one, they are happy, or two, they are sad." The emotionless root member explained. "And I think even dickless here can agree with me when I say those tears were not tears of happiness, Sasuke-san."

The blond growled as he grabbed the collar of his best friends shirt in a rough manner.

"You're so stupid these days! What's wrong with you? Don't you even care when Sakura-chan is crying like that? Especially since her tears are always wasted on you and your stupid emotionless actions? I don't get you, or her! Both of you are stupid! Just so fucking stupid! She's stupid because she continues to waste her perfectly good life on you and your non-deserving ass! And you're stupid because it's obvious you like her, yet you're still too conceited to even acknowledge not just her feelings, but your own god damned feelings towards her!"

Naruto shoved his friend to the ground, glaring at him.

"I trusted you not to hurt her anymore."

The blond disappeared, chasing after their tear streaked teammate. I trusted you.

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Kakashi jumped down from the tree he previously sat on, landing on the ground in a graceful manner. "I guess today's training is over." The gray haired teacher announced. Sai faked another smile. "Yes, I suppose it is. Shall we all meet again tomorrow to continue our training?" He asked in a polite manner. Kakashi returned his own smile as he nodded before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Sai's smile vanished as soon as their teacher was gone. His coal black eyes met Sasuke's. "They say friends are the most important things in life." Sai's eyes narrowed. "You should think twice of your actions before you lose both of them." He added in a dark manner. "Because if what they say is true, you won't have a life worth living."

Sai titled his head as he smiled, "Am I right? Sasuke-san?" He asked in a completely different tone then before. Not expecting an answer, the former root member began to walk away from the training grounds. "I ask of you to start treating ugly better. I think she deserves at least that."

"I wish you a good night, Sasuke-san." He disappeared with the wind.

"Sakura-chan!" He frantically punched the dark green door of her house. "Sakura-chan! Open up!"

Her back was vibrating from the force of his punches on the other side of the door. She suppressed her whimper as she quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. Slowly picking herself up, she glanced at her appearance in a near by mirror. Awful. She looked awful. She stared at her puffy pink eyes, sighing as she closed her eyes. The pink haired girl put two fingers to both sides of her head, green chakra emitting from the tip of the fingers. She closed her eyes as she allowed her chakra to flow through her system, healing the tissues in her eyes. In a few seconds, the chakra in her hands dulled, jaded green eyes opened, and no longer showed evident of her ever crying. She jumped when Naruto started to punch at the door with more force.

"Please Sakura-chan!"

He sounded desperate.

Slowly taking a few steps towards the door, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to take in a deep breath of air. Slowly turning the golden colored knob she pulled it open, creating a small creaking sound. Blue eyes widened when she opened the door. "Sakura-chan..." He breathed. "A-are you okay?" He asked. The pink haired girl immediately put on a mask. "I'm fine." She said in her normal voice, adding another forced smile to prove her point.

Didn't she know that he could tell that smile was fake?

"Would you like to come in?" She asked politely. "S-sure." The blond replied in a slightly confused tone before stepping in. She closed the door behind her, stepping past him towards her small kitchen. Naruto allowed himself to sit down on one of the few chairs around the kitchen table, silently watching his teammate scurry around the cabinets to find a package of tea.

She was acting too normal to be fine.

She quietly poured the steaming tea into two separate cups as he watched her facial expression. She was masking it pretty well. Too bad her damp bangs gave it away. A cup was placed infront of him before she sat down on the chair across from him. "Arigatou." The blond said in a low voice, taking a small sip from the cup. She nodded back with a small smile, before bringing her own cup towards her lips.

The two sat in a silent atmosphere.

"I didn't expect you to slap him." Naruto started.

She looked down at her cup, occasionally twirling the tea in a circular motion. "I didn't either." She told him in a quiet tone.

"Then why?" He asked, hoping she'd look him in the eye when answering.

She didn't.

"I tried... I tried to stop loving him today... But you can't just stop loving someone that you loved for the past 4 years in a day. It doesn't come that fast." She answered in a sincere tone before taking another sip from her cup.

"I know it doesn't come that fast... But I think today was just because you, yourself was trying to end it too fast."

She let out a bitter chuckle. "I don't think I'll ever be able to fall out of love with him. No matter how badly he treats me... Because... He's still my Sasuke-kun. The boy that can look cold and cruel to the naked eye. But... I know him... He builds a wall around himself. A wall where almost nobody is able to pass." She looked down at her cup again, before looking into his blue eyes with a sad smile.

"Did you know it was my dream to climb over that wall?"

He could see the tears starting to form from the corner of her eyes. She was doing well. He'd give her that. This was certainly one of the longest times he'd seen her trying to hold back her tears. Was she was trying to prove that she didn't want to cry over Sasuke anymore?

She began to sob, but it turned out muffled when she cupped her hand over her mouth. "I-I s-slapped... Is... He angry?" She asked in a worried tone.

Naruto shook his head. He sat up and grabbed a box of tissues from the kitchen counter before making his way up the stairs towards her room. His eyes scanned her room for the picture. An eyebrow arched when he spotted it facedown on her table, mentally shrugging, he made his way towards the table and picked it up before heading back downstairs. She didn't touch the tissues. Instead, she used the back of her hand to wipe away her tears. Naruto used the picture to gently tap her shoulder to earn her attention. Sakura turned around to face the team 7 picture that Naruto currently held in front of him. She silently thanked him as she took the photo into her hands.

"Would you like me to lend you my shoulder?" He asked.

She suppressed another small sniffle as she nodded. Naruto sighed before backing up to the wall, before allowing his body to slide down. Once seated, he patted the ground beside him, telling her to take a seat. And she did. Her grip on their photo increased as he silently patted her head. She smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder, letting her tears freely spill out.

"Thank you..."

"Yeah. No problem."

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He frowned as soon as she cried herself to sleep. "Gomen... Sasuke-kun.." She mumbled through her mouth. Naruto sighed as he fixed a few strands of her pink hair. He carefully picked her up and walked towards her room, gently placing her onto her bed. Pulling the blanket over her frail form, he softly patted her hair. "Don't worry too much."

I trusted you.

I didn't ask for your trust.

I think she deserves that at least.

Who cares what you think.

You really don't deserve her love.

I didn't ask for her to love me.

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I was placed into Team 7 with two other members just over 4 years ago. Naruto, and Sakura. We were a put on a team together. That was the very first moment when our lives crossed paths. What I didn't expect was for the two of them to affect my life to the extent it is now. And even though we were split up for a few years, it almost seems as if our lives were set up for the three of us to cross paths again, and walk the same path together.

Each one of us had our own qualities and our flaws. Naruto lacked intellectual strength. But was headstrong with brute force and had a personality that could befriend anyone. She lacked physical strength yet had an IQ to rival the genius Shikamaru and had the best control over her emotional strength in our team. And where I lacked emotional strength, I made up for it with both physical strength and intelligence. And because of that, our different qualities brought us together.

Where Naruto and I would rival for superior strength in battle. Sakura and I would be rivals for creating the better battle plan while on a mission, the brains. Both of them were my strengths, pushing me, motivating me to keep going, to beat them. But she was different from Naruto. Both of them were my rivals in some way. But she was different from him...

She was my strength and yet...

You're still too conceited to even acknowledge your own god damned feelings towards her!

Who says I haven't acknowledged them?

She was also my weakness.

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She had learned to control her emotions. Emotional strength. Something I lacked. And I'm envious of her because of that. Yet, I can't picture myself becoming jealous of her. Just because... She was Sakura. It's hard to explain. I don't even get it a lot. And it still puzzles me.

I can't get myself to become envious of her when she walks around the town, happily waving to almost everyone while carrying this warm, light, sincere air around her. And whenever she smiles, I almost feel an itch to smile back. Almost. And I'm certain that if I was another person, I would. But I'm Uchiha Sasuke. Not another person, no matter how much I try to be, I would never be another person. So I can't smile back. It's been too long.

Smiling is something that I've buried along with my parents the moment they died before my eyes.

But I guess... The reason why I can't hate her is because our strengths and weaknesses complete each other.

Because I would be there to protect her during battle, and she'd be there to protect me as well. Not from enemies. But from my uncontrolled emotions. Her soft words and gentle touches seem to be the only thing that can calm me down. And her tears...

Don't you even care when Sakura-chan is crying like that?

Her crying face is able to affect me almost more then anything. I'll admit that. I had experienced it the first time I had released the cursed seal within the Forest of Death during our Chunnin exams. When I'd felt her arms wrap around me, I had felt something I had lacked for years.

Warmth.

She looked horrible in that beat up state. The bruised eye, her messy, cut hair, her crying face. I blamed myself for it. For not being there to protect her.

And before I could control it.

Power took over me.

I took out my anger on those that had hurt her. Beating them up worse then they did her. I wanted them to feel the pain they inflicted on her and more. Much more.

But, when her arms wrapped around my body, I turned around, and for some reason, I felt guilty. Tears. She has the power to do a lot to me. Even though she doesn't know that yet. Her touch, her soft pleads, begging me to stop, and her tears.

I still wonder, was she crying because of her wounds? Or was she crying because of me?

And that was when I noticed that I was also her strength and weakness.

Unlike me, she is strong when emotions come to play, while I am physically strong. But like me, my powers sometimes take over. And I am unable to control them. Whenever I see someone important to me hurt, I feel anger running through my system. She caused me to lose control of my strength when I saw her state during the exam. And whenever I treat her badly... Her control over her emotions over flows. And all her tears spill out. I can make her to lose control of her emotional strength.

Both of us act like adding salt to a wound.

But in the end, we always end up healing each other.

That's how our relationship is.

Because it was her and her tears that stopped me from killing, to control my powers once again.

And no matter how many times I screw up and make her cry. She's able to tell that I'm sorry, without me having to actually say so.

And because of that, I'm thankful for meeting her. I'm thankful for getting to know her.

And I'm thankful for her love, even though I didn't ask for it.

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That's why I'm doing this.

A test.

That's what I'm doing. Back in the academy, she had always received 100 percent on all of her tests. So I'm setting up my own. And this test of mine will probably be a lot harder then the tests she had taken before. But she's the only person I'm allowing to take this test.

I want to see if she is able to read my thoughts, just by looking at my face. I want to see if she can look past my words, and understand that they aren't intended to sound as harsh as they do. Because that's how I am.

I'm not like Naruto, I'm not able to express my feelings to her that easily. Human contact is something that is foreign to me. And smiling is something I rarely do. But every time I tell her to run away or to be safe, they mean the same things. And if she is able to pass this test. She'll understand that.

"I'll protect Sakura-chan."

"Sakura, go. I'll handle this."

They mean the same things.

And I'm placing all my hope on her and passing this test. Because I know, within time. She'll pass this test. Just like she did back in the academy, with a perfect 100 percent score. And as soon as she passes herself, she'll know...

"Sakura, how about you? You should've noticed first.

Your analyzing skills and illusionary technique know-how is the best in our squad."

"Sasuke-kun... Arigatou."

I already passed mine.

Because anyone that is able to read under the underneath, can proudly carry the Uchiha clan symbol on their back.

Let me go!

I will not.

(AN) Are some of you confused about the quote about Sakura noticing first and being best in the squad? I'm here to explain! No I didn't make it up. The quote was taken directly from the anime episode 21 (I'm pretty sure that's right) it was one of the first SasuxSaku moments before the curse seal, and I remembered it because it was one of the first hints of SasuxSaku, so I placed it in my story. And I think it fit in pretty well!

Anyways, I'm wondering. Was the story okay? To be honest, I felt really nervous posting this story up. I'm not too good at writing sad-ish/serious stories, so please! I'm begging for advice, tips or anything basically! I enjoyed writing Sai's short dialogs, and writing Sakura's and Naruto strong friendship. There wasn't much SasuxSaku moments here, but the 2nd part will fill your needs. (Hopefully) Wish me a happy 14th birthday too, please : D Thanks for reading!

First installment to Feelings Unspoken done!

Final chapter will be released on January 1st. (Hopefully!)

xoxoxo Jen - Now offically 14 years old!