Change of Heart
Author's Note: It's my very first fanfic, so I hope that you guys enjoy! By the way, I don't own Naruto.
I was glad to be out of the hospital and on my way to my loving and handsome husband. I still can't quite believe that the Uchiha Sasuke asked me to marry him. But I'm happy with him, and it seems as though he may feel the same with me. I remember the day he proposed as if it had just happened yesterday.
Flashback
I was lying on the grass, staring up at the stars with Sasuke by my side. We had been together for a year already. He turned over to face me, his elbow propped up so he could peer down at his side to me.
My fingers were twiddling together, sitting obediently on my abdomen. He looked at me for a moment before leaning in to kiss me. The kiss was soft and filled with passion. He leaned back, breaking our passion-filled kiss. He stared into my eyes with an expression I couldn't read. Which was usually all the time, but this felt different for some reason.
He placed his left hand on my cheek, caressing it with soft strokes. I let my face fall in his hand, closing my eyes to this peaceful bliss.
"Sakura, look at me."
I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at him, my cheek still cupped in his hand. "Sakura, you know we've been a couple for a long time now." He started out. I gave him a bewildered look. What was he trying to say? He seemed like he was stuck at what t say next, so I helped out. "Yes, I know. I'm glad we have."
"And we've become closer than ever as well. We've both grown to love each other deeply." He pulled his hand from my cheek abruptly, leaving me to almost fall on my face.
He slowly stood up, towering over my small form on the ground. He held out his hand for me to stand along side him. I pulled my intertwined fingers away from each other and grabbed a hold of his outstretched hand.
He pulled me up with one swift tug.
"And I'm so happy that we've been able to," I said, standing in front of him, still having to look up in his dark orbs.
"And I love the fact that I can wake up next to you in the morning." He leaned closer to me, pulling me to his body, sliding his arms around my waist. I sighed happily as I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers immediately beginning to play with the tips of his hair and my head lightly resting on his chest.
"And I've been thinking about making that permanent," he whispered into my hair. What? Is he saying what I think he's saying? My eyes widened a bit, heart accelerating to a thousand beats a second. "S-S-Sasuke? Are you asking what I thin…" but I got my answer, noticing his next action. He unwrapped his arms from around my waist, took my right hand in both of his strong, callused hands, and kneeled down on one knee.
I gasped. 'I can't believe this!' I thought.
He took one hand from mine and reached into the depths of his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet, black box and held it up to me. "I've never felt the way I feel when I'm with you, Sakura." His eyes were locked on mine, holding something so familiar yet so foreign. Was it fear? Anxiety?
"Haruno Sakura, will you marry me?" My mouth literally fell open. I stared at him, blinking rapidly, still in complete shock. He asked me! He asked ME to marry HIM! My mouth pulled back into an enormous smile. "Yes! Yes!" I screamed my answer as I jumped on him, my arms circling around his neck.
End of flashback
I walked the rest of the way back home with a smile plastered on my face. I couldn't wait to bust through the doors and hold him in my arms. To breathe in his scent. To feel his warmth against my body.
I raced up the steps to the door, my keys already in my hand and opened the door with haste. I dropped my things at the entrance, closed the door, behind me and locked it, kicked off my boots and slipped into my house slippers. I flicked on the light and searched for Sasuke in every room of the house.
I approached the last room, our bedroom, hoping he would be in there since all the other rooms I checked were empty. I opened the door and turned on the light.
Empty.
"Where could he be?" I thought out loud. I don't remember him saying he was going on a mission. And if he did, I know that I'd remember something as important as that.
I flicked off the light as I went back downstairs to cook a quick meal before I went to bed.
I ate in silence, the only noise coming from the loud clank!-ing of my spoon hitting the inside of my bowl. Afterwards, I washed the dishes and peered at the clock hanging in the hall with drowsy eyes.
"Jeez!" I said, as I noticed the time. "I can't believe it's already 12:50a.m!" I blinked my eyes twice to make sure it was the correct time.
I waited ten minutes until I decided to head upstairs and go to sleep.
"I guess he's not coming home tonight," I said to myself while going up the stairs to the bedroom. I slipped into a nightgown and tucked myself under the cool sheets, falling into a restless sleep.