Disclaimer: If I own Naruto, SasuSaku would be canon and they will have pink-colored duck butt-haired babies. Unfortunately, Masashi Kishimoto owns le Naruto.
Hey. A girl can dream, right?
"Sasuke-kun?"
There is a pang in his chest like he has been hit with the greatest weapon and Sasuke doesn't know why. He has a sharp memory for all the contracts and schedules he needs to know but this time, it doesn't take him a second to know who that voiced belonged to; it takes him years.
Sometimes when Sasuke cannot sleep (he has nightmares—terrible and awful ones), he lies in his bed to think about the voice. It is soft and gentle with the edge of desperation and he wonders where he has heard it. Whenever he tries to personify it however, his mind is always blank. Sometimes when he is oh so close to remembering it, his chest will tighten and bother him for the rest of the day. It's a pain in the ass for him really.
So he busies himself with work in daylight and when night time comes, he lets the shadows of her face (he assumes it's a she) and the ringing of her voice to invade his mind. When he dreams (the good ones he rarely has), he sees her back towards him and the wind rustling her white summer dress and she holds her hat so it won't fly away. He never sees her face. It's always her back. But he presumes she's pretty with her brown? Blue? Green eyes?—and her hair… well, her hair will be pretty in any color. Her smile will be the prettiest though.
It is unusual for Sasuke to think about someone like this. Unusual for him to imagine and wander. But he does anyway because he has to know who is haunting his mind.
Sasuke is known to be a workaholic. It is not that he likes to busy himself and bury his head on papers; it is because he has to. At age 18, his mind has been opened to explore the world of business, just like his older brother, Itachi, and in a matter of four years, he will be handling the family company. Supposedly, Itachi will be the one managing their business, after al he is the eldest and smartest and the most trustworthy, but he has disappeared abruptly two years ago and now, only at 22, Sasuke took over the family firm instead of spending his youth in—youthful activities.
Anyway, it's not that Sasuke minds. More often when he is working, he forgets a lot of things. Forgets her voice, her smile, her hair, her face—who is she? This is driving me nuts!
Frustrated, he sighs and leans back on his seat and places a hand on his temples, massaging them. This has got to stop. Not knowing things or someone is unnerving him. He needs to find his footing to just get rid of any things that will hinder him from work. He has so much to do and by sitting idly isn't going to help.
With the last of his pent up irritation, he goes back to work.
Author's Notes: Decided to make a drabble!series. Just short chapters with cliffhanger endings. :D Experiment#1.
Inspired by The Long Way Home by the general girl. Totally AU though.
