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Recollection: Sasuke is back, but he doesn't remember anything. On the contrary, Sakura remembers everything. As his former teammate takes care of him, will he start to gain back his memories?

Recollection

1. The Blinding Sun

"Sakura, I don't think it's wise." The pale blonde woman pursed her lips. A frown etched on her smooth forehead.

"Tsunade-sama, I could handle this." Her most beloved student spoke determinedly. "Plus, it will be of most benefit for him if I become his caretaker."

"Yes, but," Tsunade's frown deepened. "There will be no benefits for you."

The pink-haired medic swallowed thickly, unable to respond.

"I just don't want to see you hurt, is all." The Head Medic sighed, expressing a myriad of sad emotions.

"Please," Sakura pleaded, and her eyes were glassy and twinkling under the hospital lights. "I want to do this."

She never said she can do it, but Tsunade sighed again, this time with reluctant approval.

. . .

"Hello."

A curt nod replied her. Uchiha Sasuke had lost his memories, but even without them, he continued to be indifferent and cold.

"I'm Haruno Sakura, and I will be taking care of you." She extended her hand, and to her relief and surprise, he took it, albeit unsurely.

His hand, contrasting the cold colour of his skin and demeanor, was warm. It had been so long to feel any warmth of Sasuke, and her heart welled up in tears. This time, she will keep his warmth intact.

"I am a doctor, so I'll be looking over your physical conditions," she explained as the two walked in the daylight, over to her apartment. "I will also give you any other support you may need." Here, she paused and vaguely thought, 'Like helping you bring back your memories,' though she wasn't sure if she wanted him to remember.

"Oh, and you will be staying at my place for a while because the Uchiha mansion – that's your home – is currently under construction." She turned her head back to check if he was listening, and found her heart go still.

The sunlight was shining from his back, and his face was completely masked with shadows.

. . .

Flashback, nine-years old.

"Come on, Sakura," the cheerful blonde girl pulled her new best friend along. "I'll show you the Yamanaka shop, and there are so many flowers, you'll see!"

The sun was bright, the breezes were warm and soft, and it seemed like the most perfect summer day. The sunlight gave Ino a dazzling glow about her, and a surge of envy and admiration swept inside little Sakura.

Abruptly, her friend stopped and took in a sharp gasp. A little raven-haired boy was walking their way.

Sakura squinted her eyes at his face, the face of the boy that made her best friend gasp, but the sun was shining behind him. With the intense light source blinding Sakura's vision, she only made out his small figure.

Unknowingly, her tiny mouth opened slightly in awe, and upon hearing Ino whisper, "He looks like an angel," Sakura found herself nodding.

She was completely entranced.

It was, indeed, a perfect summer day.

. . .

"Haruno-san?"

The deep voice brought her back to reality. She flushed upon realizing she had been dazedly staring at him, lost in the world of her memories…

Wait, had he just called her "Haruno-san?" The pink-haired medic was tempted to laugh, because the Sasuke with the memories would never call her that. But then, her humour was instantly shot down, because a pang of pain coursed through her.

The two were back to square one, perhaps even further back, and their distance seemed a million miles away.

Forcing a smile, Sakura breathed out, "Call me Sakura." There might have been a tinge of command, but to her, it sounded more like a plea.

"And you'll call me…?" Sasuke questioned, and he was so foreign to her. Everyone knew she had called him "Sasuke-kun." Everyone, and especially him.

But of course, he no longer remembered that.

"May I call you Sasuke?" She wanted to strip all formalities, and yet, underneath it all, there it still was: formality, the distance between the two.

After a nod, his former teammate continued to lead him to her apartment.

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