A/N: Feels for Naruto 690. My interpretation. Word vomit. Review?
Title: One Day
When everything is over, it's not for her.
Kaguya has been sealed, and Sakura begins to feel the clarity of the future in their instant present.
She used to dream before of sunlight, bridge across a river, and two figures standing side by side, waiting, as Sakura petals danced around them, flitting across and spanning the distance between them which she never measured for it was immaterial. But that was when her hair was still of an innocent and untainted shade of pink and her eyes, still of exuberant hue of green.
Then her hair started to catch smudges, the strands bespattered with flecks of blood, her eyes exposed to the fleetingness of life, of everything despite the green gentle glow she continuously summons into her hand to save life, to save Sasuke-kun – even when all she had ever done was watching him walk away, never even able to count his steps.
So she stopped dreaming because reality is too real to sleep on: she sees the war in episodes even when she does not look. So she focuses because that is the only stability she can achieve – to focus on healing people, focus on releasing the power she has waited for so long to be deemed worthy of deploy.
Then in a mighty burst of pent-up frustration (of herself always having to watch from behind) and longing (for a chance at a new beginning), she charges – this time alongside her teammates – and it's over.
When she looks at him, she realizes she wants to dream again and make it real this time.
Because when she calls him ("Sasuke-kun!") and he responds ("Here") and she sees that expression of him she has not seen for so long (although she might have imagined it), she just knows it's not over for them.
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