Lone Wolf: Drabble.
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Almost Free
Haruno Sakura rested on her bed, pink hair fanned out messily. She'd been training with Tsunade the entire day, leaving her exhausted. She looked at the calendar hanging above her desk, the moon providing just enough light to see the numbered boxes.
Has it really been that long already?
It'd been two months since Sasuke had left Konoha and with each passing day, Sakura thought of the raven haired boy less and less.
I'm almost free...
The pink haired kunoichi stared at the white ceiling. She could only barely picture the Uchiha in her mind. Dark hair, dark eyes, a dark past; everything about him was dark, wasn't it? She laughed a small, sad laugh. His silent personality and his emotionless face. Well, almost emotionless. That was the boy she'd come to love.
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Another day passed, another week. The girl's memory of Uchiha Sasuke drifted even further and further away. Sakura had promised herself that she'd never forget him and that she would always love him. It was the only reason why she still thought of him, the only reason why she was still tied to him.
She had a determined nature and kept training, and training, just to get him home.
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A few more weeks passed. Shizune told Tsunade's student to call in Naruto. Sakura did as she was told and brought the Kyuubi boy into the Hokage's office. Another mission concerning his retrieval. Another clue, another hint, that would bring them one step closer to bringing him home.
The memories came rushing back and she was caught again.
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Another week. Naruto's mission brought back no answers. The Uchiha still wasn't returned to Konoha.
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Another day of rough training. Sakura was in her room, trying to fall asleep. It was one of those days, days where memories of Sasuke-kun came back out of nowhere.
All the times we spent together, all the fun the four of us had: me, you, Naruto, Kakashi-sensei. You left for power. You wanted to kill your brother, avenge your family. I wish none of it happened and maybe then, you'd be here with me. Maybe you're thinking the same thing as me, but we both know it's an impossible dream.
Sakura remembered his face, his smirk, everything about him, and wondered if she'd ever be free.
What are you doing right now? Sleeping? Eating? Training? Maybe thinking of me? ...Do you even remember me?
These thoughts racing through her mind, Sakura miraculously fell asleep within minutes.
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The kunoichi woke up the following day, remembering nothing of the previous night's thoughts. She was almost free again.
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Another day, week, month has passed. She was thinking of the Uchiha again. She didn't want to but she had no choice. Each time she tried to think of something else, his face surfaced again. She gave in, thinking of their parting and the few words he had said.
"Sakura...arigatou." To this day I still don't know what you meant. I hope someday I will.
"I'll be trapped in this cage called your memory forever; I'll never be free. I realize that now...but it's okay. As long as you'll come back to me...someday...Sasuke...kun."
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Lone Wolf: I like the poem better. Yes, this started as a poem. If you want, I'll post that as the second chapter, just request it.