I can hear her heart beat.
It pounds against my ears, and the smell of her blood hangs lightly in the air (is she bleeding? I can't tell…)
She's so delicate.
Following Madara's orders, I watched her, waiting for the right time to strike. A warning for Konoha of what was to come.
She sits beside her teammate, swigging alcohol like there's no tomorrow. My replacement simply sips his calmly (I hate him).
She's crying.
"Love isn't real."
Her clear, tired voice breaks the silence.
"It's just a bunch of hormones, tricking you into thinking that It's all okay. But it isn't, and it never will be, and I-I-"
"I knew that he broke up with you. He loves to screw with people. That's his thing."
"His thing? God, his thing does like to screw people."
Sakura laughed a dry, sharp laugh. She leaned towards Sai and thwacked his head, but instead of returning to her previous position, she rested her head on his shoulder (my eyes cannot help but narrow)
"Anyways, what did you know what you're talking about?"
She took one last swig from her empty bottle, and promptly threw it at a tree, letting it shatter into a million pieces, each piece raining down on the ground.
Sort of like my heart.
Especially when after taking a swig of her teammates drink, the female held Sai in a tight embrace.
And he
Kissed
Her.
She kissed back.
Not wanting to watch, I stare at the forgotten alcohol pooling at their feet.
He screws everything.
The next day, they continue like nothing has happened. There is no lingering awkwardness (or leftover desperation to fill the whole in their chest hanging, for that matter) in the air.
I can't help but wonder if this was the first time this has happened.
I certainly hope not (nonononono…)
But with my dying Uchiha eyes, I can see the lingering touches he gives her, the soft words…
The way he looks at her, his eyes soften like she is the most beautiful, gorgeous creature in the world, as if-as if he loves her.
Or at least he thinks he does.
Either way, the way he looks at her, it's…sappy. Ino would say that it was the sweetest thing in the world.
It makes me sick (he makes me sick).
I follow Sai's love to the lake, and I watch her strip down to absolutely nothing and I wonder if I would be allowed to gloat into my stupid replacements face that hey! I saw Miss Sakura Haruno bathe, and…
How he could never replace my spot in her heart.
I'll be sure of it.
She's covered in scars.
"I know you're there."
It takes me a second to realize I'm out wide in the open. Do I scare her?
She makes no attempt to cover herself.
I walk toward her.
All that anger I had, those hormones a I pent up, that pain I had…
I kissed her.
And spent the night with her.
I couldn't tell if she made a sound, or if she called for her teammate (please don't tell that she's gone, please, please…)
But it's the morning now (so much to see, so much to do-) and I really don't want to leave.
I stroke her strawberry hair (I've never liked them so much).
She wakes up, eyelashes fluttering like butterflies….
I want her to smile, her eyes to light up. So I kiss her forehead (why did you detest it so much?).
She scowls.
"What if I didn't want to bear your child?"
I never really thought of that.
Too bad.
"I don't believe in love, so naturally, I don't love you anymore, I-I just don't, and I never did, never….okay?"
It really hurt to hear that. My heart stutters.
"Well…" I start hesitantly.
What if I do?
"Maybe…it's my turn. To love you."
Who said Uchiha's were good with words?
Her clear eyes, filled with cold, hard, steel resolve, are fixed on me.
Me.
And
She says…
"You're forgetting-you're forgetting even when I just told you. I don't believe in love."
AN: I don't know what to do…Naruto is so confusing right now, I don't know what to do with my other story. If you want me to continue this, review and tell me…