Author's Note: Hello, everyone! Yes, I am here with my fifth Sasuke/Sakura fanfic. I know I should be updating my other unfinished stories but I my urge to start this story went out of control. But for those who follow my other fanfics, I promise I will update the other stories as soon as possible! Without further ado, please proceed to the first chapter of My Pink Healer.

P.S. The words in Italic are the thoughts of the characters. Just a clarification to avoid confusion! Also, ratings might change in the future, depending on the flow of the story. Just a gentle warning!

Chapter 1: Unexpected Reunion


Sakura's POV

"We will meet again in the future, right?"

My mind would often wander to that faithful day ten years ago, when my childhood best friend left our hometown for Tokyo. His parents decided to move to the big city to start up their own business, bringing along two of their sons.

My best friend and I were eight years old back then and I remembered crying very badly as I held onto his hand tightly. He was quiet, as always, but I remember him thanking me as he let go of my hand. And before he was completely out of sight, I saw him turned around for one last time.

And it was then that I saw Sasuke Uchiha smiled for the first time.

We exchanged letters once in a while after he left. Sasuke would write about the buzzing big city and his new life while I would tell him about the people back at home. Every day after school, I would skip on my way back home and hoped that a letter from Sasuke had arrived in the mailbox.

But after two years, the letters stopped coming and I no longer hear anything from Sasuke anymore.

I was sad, angry, heartbroken and perhaps a mixture of all of them. He just suddenly cut all ties with me, making me feel like I was of no importance to him anymore. I continued sending letters to him despite never receiving any replies anymore. I remained hopeful that one day, when I opened the mailbox, a letter from Sasuke would be inside.

But that never happened and all that was left was an empty feeling inside.

Life went on, of course, and in a blink of an eye, I was already eighteen years old and ready to set off for the big city myself. My parents and I were extremely delightful when I received an acceptance letter from the medical school of the best university in Tokyo.

Leaving home for the first time was difficult and seeing my parents cry weren't making things easier. But I had Ino with me, who got into the same university as well.

Ino Yamanaka and her family moved into our town a few weeks after Sasuke left. We hit it off way too easily and became best friends soon after. We had arguments and occasional fights but that was just the way we communicate I guessed.

And before we knew it, we arrived at the front gate of the university.

"This is for real, isn't it?" I spoke under my breath in disbelief as I stared at the building in front of me. I heard Ino taking in a deep breath and for once in her life, she was silent.

Without another word, the two of us entered the university and head towards the dormitory, which would be our home for the next four years. As we walked through hallways and passed by other people, we would receive stares from here and there.

"Is it just me or are people looking at us?" I whispered to Ino, who replied by nodding nonchalantly. Unlike me, she didn't seem disturbed in the slightest. I just had to ask Ino another question to make sure we were on the same page. "Do we look weird or something? This is quite a lot of unwanted attention."

"Calm down, Forehead." I rolled my eyes upon hearing Ino's favorite nickname for me. "They are staring because we're smoking hot."

"Your confidence is disturbing." It was a casual response from Ino but after knowing her for so long, I knew that she was being serious.

Even though Ino and I didn't come from a big city like Tokyo, we weren't out of touch from the world of fashion and style. We knew what was in and what was out and we knew how to take care of ourselves. I still felt that the phrase 'smoking hot' was quite an exaggeration though.

Luck must be on mine and Ino's sides because we turned out to be living in the same dormitory. We lived in different floors though but at least we weren't that far from each other.

We pulled our luggage towards our respective rooms and agreed to meet up at the lobby in fifteen minutes. I wanted to visit the medical school and Ino was planning on touring the art school she enrolled in.

Upon arriving at the ninth floor where her room was, Sakura was already beginning to love her dormitory. Not only was it pretty close to the medical school, it was well furnished and the whole place looked absolutely stunning. The floor was carpeted in red and the walls were in a classy shade of beige. There was a room in front of the lifts where there was a kitchen and also a living room for people to hang out.

And things just got better when I entered the room. Not only was I having a whole room to myself, it was a beautiful one as well. It was not a very large room but it was spacious enough. There was a bed in front of the window at the far end with a desk and wardrobe on respective sides. There was a door beside the wardrobe which I assumed was to the bathroom. There was also a shelf for books and other stuffs on top of the desk.

The wooden floors had the perfect warmth against my skin but it was mainly due to the summer heat. I made a mental note to get a pair of room slippers to prepare for the freezing winter.

I placed my luggage in front of the wardrobe before falling onto the bed, which felt as soft and comfortable as it looked. Despite the temptation, I got off the bed before I would really fall asleep.

I looked at myself in front of the mirror attached inside of the wardrobe to see if I was at least presentable. I brush off the dust on my white skirt and adjusted the sleeveless light pink top I tucked into it. Wanting to appear more formal, I opened my luggage and took out a white lacey outerwear and put it on.

After reassuring myself that I looked decent, I took my cream handbag and walked towards the room.

The first thing I saw when I opened the door of my room was the back of a tall and masculine man. He must be the one living in the room in front of me because he looked like he just came out from there and was about to leave.

He had raven hair which was way too familiar. He reminded me of someone but I just couldn't comprehend it. I stared at the man in front of me as I closed the door behind me.

And the moment that man turned around, my breath was completely taken away from me as I stared with wide eyes. It felt like time had stopped when I caught sight of a pair of onyx eyes I would never forget.

Because right then, I was looking straight at the person I had been missing for the past ten years.

I was staring into the eyes of my best friend from my childhood whom had vanished from my life.

I was finally meeting Sasuke Uchiha after all this time.


Sasuke's POV

"Sakura?"

I stared at the woman in front of me in disbelief as memories came rushing through my mind.

It was that exact unique pink hair from the past, the same delicate skin that appears to be glowing and the identical deep green eyes.

It was Sakura, whom I had not seen in ten years, standing right in front of me.

"Is that you, Sasuke?" Her voice was just like how I remembered it to be but less high pitched. She blinked her eyes again and again and I sensed both doubt and shock from her.

I was at a loss and didn't know what to do or say. I was always composed and calm but I was definitely not expecting to be meeting Sakura again. It had been way too long and I remembered it was I who cut the ties between us.

I wasn't like I wanted that to happen.

The first two years in Tokyo were great and adapting to my new life was almost a breeze. I wasn't exactly the friendly type but I met people whom I considered to be my friends. They could be annoying, loud and frustrating at times but at least I knew they were real. I saw too many fake people out there and was getting really sick about it.

My parents' business was doing exceptionally well and it only took a mere two years for them to transform from a start up into a bigger corporation. Moreover, Itachi and I were doing very good at school and was both the top of the class.

But things changed drastically after those smooth sailing two years and it left countless permanent scars on me.

My parents died in a car crash when they were on their way home from a business trip. Even though eight years had passed, the pain I felt that day was still in my heart. Things just got worse from then onwards.

Itachi and I have to move to a relative's house because in the face of law, both of us were too young to be living alone. That was why Sakura's letters never reached me anymore afterwards. With everything that was going on, I just completely stopped contacting her.

The company went down the drain ever since my parents passed away and it was all that man's fault. According to my father's will, which he made around a year before the fatal accident, the company belonged to Itachi and me equally.

However, we were lawfully not allowed to run the company because of our age and the greedy relative we were sent to live with saw it as an opportunity to take control of the company. He was selfish and made living felt like hell for my brother and I. The only reason he took us in was to be able to become the CEO of the company in the first place.

He pocketed a huge sum of money from the company for his personal use and was even engaged in illegal businesses. And in the three years of living with him, I lost count of the number of times he starved Itachi and I. The only reason he still allowed us to go to school was to show the public that he was treating us 'nice'.

My brother and I were young, scared and had nobody to depend on. We once escaped and went to the police but it only made everything worse. His acting was so flawless that even the police believed my brother and I were just being rebellious.

When we were sick of being so afraid, we decided to take matters into our own hands. After three years of living in hell and Itachi had turned eighteen, he could finally take control of our parents' business and kick that monster out of it.

Of course, he didn't make things easy for us. But for the past years, Itachi and I had been secretly collecting evidences of him being involved in illegal businesses and also of him stealing money from the company. With some luck and a capable lawyer, Itachi and I won the case and that relative of ours was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Apparently, his crimes were more severe than we thought. Not that we felt sorry for him in the least.

Finally, Itachi and I could move out and live on our own. Because he had to lead the company from then onwards, Itachi stepped right into the work field without ever attending university first. It was a pity but it was the right thing to do at that time. And the company continued to prosper under Itachi's lead and I wasn't surprised at all.

All those rough years had shaped me into who I was after ten years since I left that peaceful town. To have seen so much greed and evil had made me forgotten what it was like to be an innocent child, who believed in the good of the world.

And losing my parents made a hole in my heart which almost had no chances to be healed.

But after all those years, meeting Sakura had triggered something inside me. An emotion which felt so foreign that I wasn't sure what it was anymore.

But one thing was for sure.

It felt warm.

"I never thought I'll meet you here, Sakura." I didn't know why I felt so lost. Loss of words, loss of what to do. The answer should have been plainly obvious for me.

The two of us were best of friends when we were kids who were unfortunately separated. And now that we were reunited by fate, wasn't the most natural thing to do was to go back to how we used to be like before?

So, why couldn't I bring myself to do so? There was a heavy feeling inside me which made me build walls around myself.

I stared at Sakura who was looking at me blankly and was clearly at loss as well. For someone who could easily be read in the past, I couldn't seem to guess what she was thinking of at that moment. I saw pain, anger but happiness in her green eyes all at the same time.

What she did next completely caught me off guard.

She rushed towards me and pulled me into a hug which sent warmth throughout my body. Her small hands gripped onto the back of my shirt and she laid her head on my chest.

All I could do was standing there without a clue as to what to do.

"I've missed you so much, Sasuke."

Ten years had passed but it felt like Sakura had not changed a bit. But it wasn't the same anymore.

I changed.

Because I could no longer bring myself to feel things that could one day bring back the pain that was still haunting me endlessly.

I was scared to care for others all over again.

I grabbed onto Sakura's shoulders and pushed her away. With my hands still on her, I stared into her teary eyes which reflected pure confusion.

The emptiness inside me consumed me more than usual and it was killing me.

Sakura's reappearance in my life was killing me and I didn't even know why. Perhaps looking at her reminded me of the good old days back in the quiet town when my parents were still alive. Maybe her presence reminded how nice it was to love and to be loved as I lived live all too innocently.

I guessed Sakura just reminded me of how cruel life turned out to be at the end and the last bit of emotions I had inside of me were vanishing in pain.

"We can't be friends anymore." My words were cold, straightforward and too painful. The lost girl in front of me widened her eyes in shock and was clearly hoping she had heard me wrong.

"What do you mean, Sasuke?"

It was painful to listen to her hurt voice. It was painful to realize that feelings were surfacing once again. Because more pains would come as you invest your feelings and care for another person.

"I mean what I just said. It's as simple as that."

"Because you remind me of how happy I was before, Sakura. And it is far too painful to be reminded of it."

"I don't understand, Sasuke."

"There's nothing for you to understand, Sakura. We had gone separate ways ten years ago and are living different lives now. Things are not the same as before."

"Too much have happened in the past ten years and all I wished was to go back in time and never left the beautiful town we grew up in."

Tears silently fell onto her cheeks as she stared at me, eyes full of pain and questions. But I remained stoic and unaffected and it was all for the best.

"I thought we are best friends, Sasuke. I don't understand!"

"We were but not anymore."

"You are still the best friend I have ever had but I can no longer remember how to bravely feel anymore."

"But why? I have never stopped thinking about you and I have been missing you all this time!"

"Enough, Sakura. You're becoming an annoying woman."

"Somewhere among the broken pieces inside me, I know I have been missing you too."

"Sasu-"

"Goodbye, Haruno."

"I'm sorry, Sakura"

Knowing that seeing Sakura would be unbearable, I walked away and never looked back.

But it didn't stop the jumbled up strange emotions and evident fears lurking somewhere inside of me.


Sakura's POV

"I don't understand."

I whispered to myself as I stared at the door of Sasuke's room with a blurry vision due to the tears falling uncontrollably from my damp eyes.

I was still angry at him for suddenly stopping sending letters to me. I was still upset he just disappeared from my life. But over all of those, I was beyond happy to finally see him again after so long.

But he had pushed me away and officially severed all ties with me.

And I was left alone, confused and broken.

"I just don't understand." I continued whispering to myself in disbelief and I let myself fall to the floor when my energy was completely drained.

But before I hit the floor, I felt someone supporting me and prevented me from hurting myself.

"Are you alright, Forehead?!" I didn't have to see to know who it was. "You were almost thirty minutes late so I decided to check on you. What happened?!"

I couldn't bring myself to speak and felt so tired all of a sudden. I leaned against Ino's shoulder as the last tear dropped down onto my cheek.

Ino, despite not knowing what exactly was going on, supported me back into my room and led me to the bed. Once both of us settled down, I sighed deeply as the shock began fading away.

Then I told Ino the story from the very beginning.


Sasuke's POV

"The girl you're madly in love with lives right in front of you, Teme?!"

"What the hell are you talking about, Dope? When in the world have you ever heard me mention anything about 'love'?"

Naruto rolled his eyes which had effortlessly pissed me off. Much to my annoyance, I just had to bump into Naruto on my way out of the dormitory. All I wanted was some peace and quiet after my encounter with Sakura and what I got was the complete opposite.

Naruto was the first friend I had when I just moved to Tokyo. It was definitely a highly unexpected friendship. The blonde was loud, stupid and reckless, which were all traits I despised. But then again, he continued sticking with me even during my lowest points.

And he was always there when life was way too difficult to handle.

That didn't change the fact that Naruto Uzumaki was an annoying dope though.

Because despite his lack of intelligence, he had somehow noticed that something was wrong with me. And, like usual, he used his own very annoying ways to make me blurt it all out.

And I did and it made me mad. Not that Naruto cared, of course.

"If you don't have feelings for her, why would you keep a picture of the two of you inside your drawer back at home?"

"I don't." I responded faster than intended, making it sounded like I was denying the truth.

Because I was indeed doing so.

"Right, it's no longer in your drawing back at home because you most probably brought it along with you. So that precious picture of yours is probably somewhere inside your room back in the dormitory." For once, Naruto Uzumaki was sounding smart and it happened at the worst possible time.

"Shut up, Dope." I walked away towards the business school, where I would be studying along with Naruto and some of my other friends, and tried to forget everything that had happened in the past hour.

Of course, it was futile because Naruto just wouldn't stop talking.

"Look, Teme. I understand why you're acting like such a jerk." I glared towards the blonde who was clearly seeking for death for what he said. But he simply continued talking and completely ignored the murderous stare I was giving him. "But it's so selfish of you to do what you did. I mean, the girl clearly missed you like mad and you pushed her away! I bet she's like so hurt right now."

Something within me ached upon hearing Naruto saying that Sakura was in pain and it was all because of me. I stopped in my tracks to ponder about it for a bit, before deciding it was best for things to stay that way.

I continued walking without bothering to respond to Naruto, much to his annoyance.

"Stop ignoring me, you selfish Teme! And you should definitely stop acting like a coward!"

I was indeed acting like a coward and there was a part of me that wished I could have been braver for Sakura's sake.


Sakura's POV

"Listen, Forehead. I don't know who this jerk is but I feel like I know him personally because you talk about him all the bloody time." I gave Ino a glare to which she ignored and continued speaking. "But from what I hear from you, he was nothing like how he acted earlier. I have a feeling something horrible must have happened for him to be like how he is now."

When I had finally calmed down and had the right state of mind to listen to Ino, I realized one big question I failed to see earlier.

What exactly happened to Sasuke in the past ten years?

"Instead of crying like so pathetically, you should go out there and do something. The stupid Forehead I know doesn't give up easily, you know." From the outside, Ino seemed like she was insulting me but in my eyes, it was just her special way of cheering me up.

I grabbed onto Ino's arm, which made her yelp in surprise, and giggled a little. Having Ino around could be frustrating at times but she had always been there for me through ups and downs.

"Thank you, Pig."

"Whatever, Forehead. I don't want to see you looking so useless and weak again, alright?"

I let go of Ino's arm and stood up in front of her. With hands on both sides of my hips and a wide grin on my face, I assured Ino that I was going to sort things out with Sasuke.

"Mark my words, Ino. I am not planning to give up on my friendship with Sasuke!"

Ino smirked a little before giving a remark which caught me off guards, "Just friendship, Forehead? If you say so."

I felt my face heat up when I realized the meaning behind Ino's words and look. I shot her an angry glare, which wasn't intimidating at all at that time, and began blabbering nonsense.

"I know what you're thinking, Pig! Sasuke might have grown into a hot man with a super toned chest and muscular arms but it doesn't mean I will fall in love with him! And the fact that his jaws are so bloody defined and his hair looks way too soft won't make it happen too!"

"Okay, okay, calm down, woman." Ino raised her hands up in the air to stop me from my nonsensical rampage. She looked amused though, which only fueled my annoyance. "Whatever you say, Forehead."

"I mean what I say, Pig."

I mean, I wouldn't exactly fall in love with a man who just cut all ties with me, right?

Because just thinking of that made my heart ached in pain and sadness.


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