dedication: To Three Door Down and their song 'When I'm Gone' for giving me this idea. (:
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title: promises and wishes
She watches him get ready. She hates this part. He get a ANBU mission. Risks his life. Almost dies. Comes back. Then does it all over again. She knows he's strong, he's probably one of the strongest ninjas in the damn village. But, she can't help but worry, when will he fail? When will he not come home? When will he... When will he die?
That scares her the most.
She watches him pace around the room, picking up any weapons he needs. She sometimes wishes she had missions with him. But, she's just a jounin, and Team 7 doesn't even have real missions anymore. She picks herself up from the bed and walks over to him. She stands up on the tips of her toes and kisses him on the lips.
"I love you," it's a whisper, a promise, a mantra. She will love him until she takes her last breath. And even after that she will love him. He smirks down at her and nods.
"Me too," he steps around her and grabs his wraps. He binds his wrists, before putting on his forearm protectors. He looks so calm, she musses. He never looks nervous, anxious, or scared. Just calm. She wonders if he gets scared on the battlefield.
Probably not.
Maybe he gets scared when he gets hurt. But, Karin's on Sasuke's ANBU team. She trust Karin to save Sasuke. Karin knows how much Sasuke means to Sakura - she will bring him back.
"Do you get scared?" she breathes.
"Of what?" Sasuke stops for a split second before resuming to what he was doing.
"Of," she starts, then stops for a moment. "Of not coming home,"
This time he does stop and turns to her. Then, in one breath, he says words she yearned to hear, "Not being able to come home to you, yes."
She can feel her nose burn, and the tears form. But she will not cry. So she wraps her arms around him and buries her face in his chest.
"I love you, so much,"
It's a promise.
That night when she lays in bed alone, in his t-shirt that threatens to swallow her, she doesn't cry. She settles for tucking her face in his pillow and breathing in his scent.
She will cherish this, until he comes back.