DISCLAIMER: I so don't own Naruto. Because if I do, Karin would've been dead the first time she showed up and Sakura would be, like, married to Sasuke by now.
WARNING: OOC much.
11/16/2012 I edited this story because after reading it for the second time, I realized there is much to edit grammar-wise. Hope it's better than before.
SASUKE'S POV
It has been four years since Sakura and I got together. We met during our freshmen orientation in college. It was not a very good first meeting with her accidentally tripping and spilling hot coffee all over my shirt resulting to a very angry burn that took three whole days and a dozen cold compresses to mend. After that incident, she decided to make it up to me by making me lunch everyday- which I refused because I don't want to involve myself with someone as annoying as her. I didn't know how it happened but after being forced to eat her terrible bentos, I ended up falling for her and now I am going to ask her to be mine forever.
Everything has been planned. All of our friends helped me to prepare everything because I want this evening to be perfect. But I didn't expect this to happen. Not at all.
March 6, 2011
5:00 p.m
The dobe entered my room telling me that everything is ready. I asked him if this is right thing to do and if I am rushing too much. Grinning his annoying smile he said, "Of course it is teme. Do you think we will not help you prepare all this if we don't approve of your plan? Now, stop twisting your Spongebob boxers over this and start prepping yourself up, or else Sakura-chan might reject you if there is a crease on your shirt."
"Hn. Dobe. I think your confusing your boxers with mine. And besides, unlike you, I don't like "prepping" myself out because that is just gay." I smirked as I finish tying my necktie up. Grabbing my coat and keys, I told him to wait for me outside while I lock the door of my condo.
As I met him in front of my car, I told him that I will meet him and the others at the hotel after I picked Sakura up. He nodded and then wished me good luck.
I didn't know what came up to me but I called out to him, smirked and said "Thanks, Dobe. For everything."
Leaving him stunned and gaping in the middle of the parking lot.
March 6, 2011
5:15 p.m
I made my way across the bustling city. Traffic is heavy since it is the rush hour. And since I am not even halfway to Sakura's, I decided to call her to say that I will be coming a little late.
Grabbing my cellphone, I pressed 1 and waited for her to pick up her phone.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hiya! This is Sakura Haruno's phone. I can't talk to you right now because I am probably doing some random stuff but please leave your message after the beep. Oh and if it's you Sasu-chan just wanna say I love you! okay, -ahem- BEEP!"
I smirked when I heard her answering machine. After leaving her a message, I called Naruto to tell him that Sakura and I will be coming a little bit behind schedule.
March 6, 2011
5:37 p.m
I am just a block away from Sakura's apartment when a truck suddenly went off the lane. I tried turning my car away from the speeding vehicle but everything happened too fast and all I can remember is gripping the steering wheel tightly while my left hand protectively clutched the ring in my pocket.
I didn't register what happened next but as my world slowly fades to black, I can only utter one word,
"Sakura."
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I can hear beeping in the distance. There are also hushed voices around and...is that crying? But why? I tried to recall everything that has happened but all I can remember is that I was driving to Sakura's apartment to pick her up when...
I immediately sat up and looked around me. Sakura, the dobe, Ino, Shikamaru, Neji, Sai, Temari, Hinata, Tenten, Shino and even Itachi and my parents are here. They are all crying (except the men, of course) and they looked like someone died. I called out for them and asked why they are like that but nobody seems to hear me.
I walked over to Sakura and asked why she is crying but she didn't answer me- she didn't even look up. I tried to hug her but when I tried putting my arms around her, it just passed through. Alarmed and feeling a little bit scared, I tried touching everyone else but they all had the same results. Backing away, I looked at my hands they are shaking- as well as the rest of my body.
Dreading for the sight that awaits me, I slowly turned my head to the hospital bed seeing a body covered with gauze and pinned with so much needles connected to different machines and there is a mask covering his face, helping the person to breathe. As I got nearer, I was struck with the realization that that person lying on the hospital bed is me.
It's me. Thebrokenbleedingpitifulbody . It's mine.
I can't think of anything to do but to run. RunRunRunandRun. Every people I passed by didn't and can't see me. Nobody can hear my cries. Nobody can see me looking so broken. Nobody can see that the successful and famous Sasuke Uchiha is crying.
It has been three months since I was put into a coma. For these past months, Sakura has always come to visit me, telling me everything about her day.
It has became a routine, her telling stories about her work and what our friends are doing and then reminiscing about our past memories- that will make her end up crying.
Every time, I tried my hardest to call out to her and let her know that I am beside her and that I can see and hear her. But I just can't. Quite ironic because I don't believe that ghosts exists but as I am one (technically), not only did that belief changed but I am now hoping if I can meet one and ask him how to 'haunt' someone or at least let them know of my presence.
Loneliness comes crashing on me when the clock chimes at 9:00 p.m because that would mean that visiting hours are over. That Sakura will leave me again. And as she closes the door behind her, something glistens on her finger, a princess-cut pink diamond that sat atop a silver band- the ring that I was supposed to give her the night of my accident.
Months have turned into a year. Today's our 4th year anniversary- rather, supposed to be. Sakura doesn't visit me as frequently as before. I wait for her everyday to tell me how her day went and about the new people she has met.
But after my 6th month in a coma, her daily visits turned into twice a week and then changed to once a week. And now, she only comes once a month. I know that she is becoming busier because of her promotion as the head nurse of the Tokyo General Hospital but still, it hurts to think that she doesn't care that much about me now. But I can't blame her for losing hope about me waking up. Even I know that there is very little chance of me returning to my body and be with her again.
It pains me to know that Sakura is slowly but surely giving up on me, and it breaks my heart intotinylittlepieces when I saw her holding hands with another man, smiling that bright, beautiful smile that was once directed at me. And the ring that she always wore on her finger - our engagement ring, is replaced by a more beautiful one.
Two years. It has been two years since the accident. Two years since my planned proposal to Sakura. Two years since I last talked to her. Two years since I last held her and kissed her and made love to her.
Everyone has moved on. They still visit me from time to time but I was mostly alone inside the plain white room of the hospital. I can leave the hospital of course, but I don't even know where to go. Sakura left her old apartment and I don't know where she lives now. It's the same with everyone else since they have their own lives to live. I sometimes visit my parent's house but it just pains me more to see my mother crying whenever she sees anything that reminds her of me. They have lost all hope and so have I.
'She's beautiful.' I thought as I see her walking towards the aisle. Her long flowing white gown made her look ethereal. The style of her hair made her look matured yet young and sweet and so fucking gorgeous. Her smile made her face look brighter and glowing and as she gaze at me, I felt my heart beat faster and faster.
But...
This time, that smile of hers is not for me. It's for the man standing behind me- her fiancée. The man who proposed to her without getting into an accident before asking her to be his. The man who got to hear her cry out in joy and say .yes.
Gaara Sabaku.
I stood in the sidelines as I watched the ceremony. I tried to shout when the priest asked if there is someone who wants to stop the wedding but no one heard me. I smiled sadly as the groom said his vows to her with much love that Sakura deserves. The love that I felt- feel for her. And as Sakura started to say her vows, I have finally decided to let her go. She deserves a man who will always be there for her, not a man that is only being kept alive by a machine.
But... Just one more time before I go away. Before another man take her away from me...
I went beside her. For the last time, I want her to know. I want her to hear me. I want her to see me. To remember me. And as I feel my body slowly fade away and before she say "I do" to her groom, I whispered to her lovingly
"I love you."
I said before that I will make two alternative endings for this story but after reading it again, I've decided not to because it will ruin the drama and tragedy of the story. So, sorry for the readers who are expecting a happy ending. A heart-wrenching tragedy is much better that clichéd story right?
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xoxo
iammoi