Disclaimer: Oh yes, I do not own Naruto.
When Sakura wakes, she remembers a faint memory of the past where she is smiling and her fingers are tangled with someone else's. She remembers the smell of ocean, the sound of waves crashing against the cliffs and the sun setting low in the horizons with its magnificent warm colors. She smiles gently and heaves a sigh. That is a mere memory of the past. One she doesn't particularly like to remember. Soothing down the pink strands of her hair, she rises from bed and readies herself for the day.
It takes Sakura half an hour to get ready and another to get to University. She rides the bus, like always, and she always sits in the window side. She likes to watch her surroundings, even if it's a blur and she hardly can tell what is what, but she still watches, in hopes she will spot something familiar.
When the bus stops a street away from university, she sees him. It takes her a full minute to recognize who but by then she is too late. The bus is moving again and she can only stare in belief as he becomes a haze in her eyes and a fade of the mind. As soon as the bus stops in front of her University, she all but sprints to the street she last saw him. Psychology class be damned—her professor will be late anyway— and Ino can bombard her with WER R U messages. Nothing is important as of now. Nothing but him.
Her feet bring her to the café where she saw him, emerald eyes scanning the crowd for black hair and pale skin. She turns and twists her necks but to no luck though. She sees no one she knows. He is gone and Sakura knows from the start that she is too late.
She has always been too late.
Author's Notes: Yes to veryveryvery short updates! I told you this is going to be a small drabble series. AU too. Reviews! Pleeeeeeeeeease?
