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TITLE: The light before we land
AUTHOR: Sakuraxkisu
FANDOM: Naruto
PAIRING: Uchiha Sasuke/Haruno Sakura
GENRE: Gen.
TABLE: #5 Light
PROMPT: #9 Light
RATING: T
WORD COUNT: 618 words
SUMMARY: She runs now. But, she'll be the one running to him. After all, she is his endlessly glowing candle, his everlasting light.
NOTES: AU and OOC Characters; from Sasuke's POV. BTW, I'm not good at doing stories from Sasuke's POV, soo...just a warning.
DISCLAIMER: The anime/manga series Naruto are the property of Masashi Kishimoto; "The light before we land" belongs to the band "The Delgado's".
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And when I feel like
I can feel once again.
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile.
If we can hold on,
We can face what is wrong.
Buy a little time,
For this head of mine…
Heaven for us…
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I walked quickly, briskly, through this bright, light-filled forest, trying to find something, anything, in this vast field of derelict.
The flowers were bright, vivid reds; serene blues; subtle peaches, all colours representing one emotion: Happiness; Rejoice; Harmony.
I hated light; I hated all these different "manifestations" of happiness; I hated seeing different creatures smile and laugh raucously, talking boisterously.
It irked me; how they could smile so easily, whereas I could not, without being looked at like I was a stranger to this world.
I stalked through the small forest, the last of the autumn leaves flowing away from me as I moved with infinite force, almost in a dejected manner, though I knew it was impossible for leaves to feel. But, then again, this world was filled with gods and goddesses, and creatures of all kinds, so what could I believe now?
What was I doing here? I came to a standstill, just at the exit of a huge grove of willow trees, the huge branches falling to one side, the trunk of the willow hunched over. Weeping willows.
I didn't know what I was doing here, nor did I know what I was looking for.
Something to make me feel…content. No, something to make me feel, in general.
The darkness of my own "home" had made the isolation unbearable; and what made it worse was that above the ground, in the sky, the other gods and goddesses were smiling and laughing, whereas I was not. This one fact pierced both my frozen heart and soul ceaselessly and effortlessly.
And, as I was about to trudge back through the forest, to my "home", something caught my eye.
A group of nymphs most likely, all dressed in white dresses, flowers in their auburn brown wavy tresses, were playing with each other, their voices soothing like the wind, as they laughed and spoke softly, picking flowers, and plaiting another nymph's hair.
However, the nymphs weren't what caught my eye; a young goddess was with them and stood out most.
Wavy coral tresses fell down to her waist, daisies plaited into her wavy locks; wide, vivid green eyes, reminding me of emeralds, glinted with pure innocence; a plump pair of naturally soft pink lips stretched into a breathtaking smile; peach coloured skin glowed luminously, her peach coloured dress also matching her perfectly.
And then she spoke.
A light, airy, perfect pitched voice left from those lips; a true goddess.
"Ino!" She said, a melodious laughter leaving her mouth, as one of the nymphs proceeded to tickle her.
"Sakura, you said you weren't ticklish!" Sakura….the goddess' name was Sakura. Strange, I felt as though I've heard that name before.
The nymph continued to tickle the goddess, Sakura, as I tried to figure out where I had heard the name Sakura.
That was when it clicked; she was my niece.
Rin's daughter.
I continued to watch Sakura, mesmerised by her; her beauty, her voice, how she could come across as such a beautiful goddess by acting completely natural.
But, what astounded me most was that I wanted to see her smile; hear her laugh; and hold her frail body, whereas I usually detested the sight of a smile, or the sound of laughter.
However, as I watched her smile, I felt something.
That was when it struck me; she was what I was looking for.
Sakura was my target.
Sakura was my light; the single candle, burning stubbornly in endless darkness.
And, regardless of the fact that she was part of my own kin, that I was related to her, I was not about to let go of her.
Because she is the light…
The light before I land…
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. . . I don't like this. I bet I could write it better; I just don't think I can be bothered enough to re-write this. Well, who knows, maybe I'll re-write in the near future. Or something. And yeah, it is pretty strange, Sasuke as Sakura's uncle, but that's how the myth was (Hades is Persephone's uncle). And yeah, I know Hades is meant to be really ugly, but I've started to think that he was probably a pretty boy. Like Sasuke LOL.
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