Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They all belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Full Summary: War was something that brought out peoples most deep secrets. The Fourth Great Shinobi War was no exception. Sakura realizes it firsthand. "Is it as sin, smiling to suppress the pain?"-"When you hurt others doing so, yes."


Uchiha Madara stared at the girl before him.

How had she been able to come this close to him?

He had been sure that his chakra would kill anyone who was ten meters from him. A spike of chakra and a pained scream confirmed him that it still worked.

Yet, here she was, terrified and frail and placing her petite hand over his heart. She was staring into his Sharingan.

"What are you doing?" he hissed grabbing her throat, choking her.

She trembled.

Oh, how he could easily break that slender neck of her.

"...Stop...Please, stop..."

At first he thought that she begged for mercy, for her life. But something told him that she wasn't begging. No, she was asking for him to stop this all. The war.

"And why would i do that?" he asked, completely forgetting the raging battle around them. She gulped, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes. Lime green eyes that held fear and determination.

"Why wouldn't you do it?"

It was so unexpected, so abrupt that he actually laughed.

A real laugh.

One he never heard coming from himself.

One he, at one time, had wanted to laugh.

One he had always envied Senju.

His hand dropped to his side as he looked at the red sky and laughed a deep, rich and masculine laugh that startled the Allied Forces.

When he stopped and looked back at her, he didn't except to feel gratitude.

Gratitude towards this insignificant, little girl with ridiculous pink hair and unreal beauty.

Gratitude towards this doll who was crying.

Tears decorated her pure face like crystals, tracing paths through the grim and leaving marks. They fell fast and they were big.

"Why? Why are you laughing at me?" she asked, voice filled with hurt and pain. "Is it funny for you, that I am trying to stop this insanity?"

He didn't say anything. Her hand glowed frostine white as her chakra enveloped him within.

"Is it so funny?"

He felt her chakra merging with his own.

"I lost everything! My family... My home... My friends... My innocence..."

Her chakra was soothing. Like the gentle wind in Konoha. Like the soft caress of a leaf. Like the quit fall of Cherry Blossoms.

"But i'm not going to lose my life!"

White light engulfed them.


Sakura looked around her, trying to reign over the panic and fear that threatened to engulf her. If it did win, she knew she wouldn't be able to calm down.

She was surrounded by white. Nothing but white.

No trees, no landscapes, no blood, no war, no dead, no...

Nothing.

Where was she?

"What's your name?" a masculine and familiar voice sounded behind her, making her jump and turn around. Her hand held a kunai, ready to fight, kill or die. Madara Uchiha stared down at her, his handsome face strangely devoid of any emotion, of ant life. There wasn't smugness nor pride or other trademark Uchiha air.

And he didn't have the sharingan.

She didn't answer.

Madara sighed and closed those black pools of glistering blackness.

"You know, i won't hurt you. I won't kill you." he said.

She bristled. "You're a really bad liar, Uchiha." Gone was the fear she had felt seconds ago. Gone was the miserable trembling girl she had been minutes ago. In their place resided a burning fury. Her hand ached to throw the kunai at him. But even with his eyes closed, or his hands tied to his back, he would be able to deflect it.

He was too powerful.

How foolish she had been, to think she would be able to suck his immense quantity of chakra out of him and end the war.

How foolish she had been, to think that he actually would listen to her request and end the war.

How foolish she had been, to think that this war truly could end.

She had always been a fool.

"Foolish girl."

She bit her lip to prevent the tears from breaking free.

To prevent herself from breaking down.

"Crazy old man." she hissed and he started laughing again. That beautiful laugh that warmed her heart. The one that could rival her fathers'. He opened his eyes and looked into her own much more ugly eyes.

"It's the second time i laughed." Will there be a third time?

"Good thing for you." I think.

"You're interesting." Never seen anything like you.

"You're sick in you mind." Like me.

"You're the only one who ever made me laugh." You're the only one who will make me laugh again.

"I know i'm absurd, sweet of you for reminding me." Maybe i'll laugh with you.

He shook his head and stepped closer. Her whole body tensed. Her knuckles turned white from the iron grip she held the kunai with.

Onyx met Viridian in a clash of intriguing emotions neither of them could comprehend. And the two opposites came to the same conclusion. One too silly to even form in words.

"I love you."


Cliffhanger!

Who said it?

I wanted to try a MadaraxSakura chapter. I guess I succeeded.

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