DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.

CHAPTER 2: What I Want

Sasuke sat down on one of the benches situated beside a small river. Hunched forward, with his elbows propped on top of his knees, he ran his hands through his hair.

"What the hell just happened?" he asked himself.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Leaning back, he took out his phone and pressed answer.

"Hello?"

"Teme. How's Okayama?"

"Dobe."

Chiyo stared at her long forgotten granddaughter. They might not have been directly related, but she was her cousin's grandchild. A still a family no less.

"No one had told me exactly what had happened to you, Sakura. But all I know is that the car you were in went off a cliff along Seto Ohashi Bridge." Chiyo said.

Without turning to look at her grandmother, Sakura said, "I see."

Chiyo placed her own cup of tea aside and grabbed Sakura's hand, encasing it in her own wrinkly ones.

"I know that you came here looking for answers. Answers about who you are. But, my dear, the only questions I would be able to answer were those of when you were only a year old."

Sakura sobbed, tears dripping down her cheeks and choked out, "I know."

"The cherry blossoms are beautiful there, aren't they? I told you!"

Sasuke grunted, "Hn."

"Well that was one of the reasons why I suggested Okayama. But, actually the more important reason is that you used to tell me how important Okayama was for you. This place might help you."

Sasuke leaned his head back, and closed his eyes. Slowly opening them, he saw a myriad of cherry blossom petals drifting with the wind, and replied, "Ah."

Sasuke had gone to one of the local photo shops in the area and had asked if he could have his pictures developed.

"Of course. Just leave the film with us and you can pick it up tomorrow." The brown haired man behind the counter said.

"That would be great, but would it be okay if I developed them myself? I'll be willing to pay extra, of course." Sasuke said.

The man behind the counter crunched both his eyebrows together in confusion, but reluctantly agreed. "I guess, that wouldn't be a problem."

"Thank you. I'll pass by tomorrow or the day after that, if that would be okay." Sasuke asked.

"Anytime would be okay." The man replied.

When Chiyo had left Sakura by the porch, Sakura felt a sense of hope return to her.

"How could I forget? Pardon this old lady, Sakura. Sometimes my memory slips a little. But it seems that I may be able to actually help you." Chiyo said as she stood up, "Wait here."

Sakura wondered what kind of help she would be able to offer, but whatever it was, it was help nonetheless.

Drinking the lukewarm tea, she smiled through the cup pressed to her lips. Swinging her feet back and forth she began to hum. Placing the cup of tea beside her, she leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes.

"Are you happy? Do I make you happy, Sakura?"

Sakura jerked open her eyes, when an unfamiliar voice spoke to her in her head out of nowhere.

"What…"

"Sakura, I found it! It was a contact number left to me by the people who had told me what had happened to you. The police told me that he was listed as your "in case of emergency" contact. He might be able to help you find what you're looking for." Chiyo said as she handed Sakura a plain white envelope. "It was meant for me to collect your stuff from him, but I realized that whoever he was, meant more to you as a family than I ever did. So I decided to not get your things from him. I just couldn't bring myself to."

Chiyo stared at pink-haired woman in front of her with slight pity, but also a sense of fulfillment that giving a person their life back could only bring.

Sakura smiled, tears pricking her eyes as she stared at the white envelope in her hands. She brought it to her chest and sobbed. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

As night settled in, Sasuke lay on his bed staring at the plain white ceiling above him. With his arms folded underneath his head, he began to quietly contemplate.

"What exactly am I doing here?"

Sasuke asked himself, but found no answer to this simple question. Sasuke turned to his side and stared at the window that allowed the moonlight to fill the room. He began to close his eyes, silently hoping that sleep with come quicker.

As he felt himself being pulled into the darkness, he heard a familiar piano play from the house beside the inn he had stayed at. He slowly opened his eyes, but made no move to stand up.

"Anata."

Sasuke knew that the song was named Anata, for some reason. And with the soft piano playing in the back ground by some random person out there, he felt the sleep come to him.

And he had never felt so at peace than at that very moment.

note. I enjoyed writing this chapter albeit it being short. It got me all sentimental and whatnot. lol. But anyway, I shall try to update as fast as I can, without of course, sacrificing the quality. Please let me know how this chapter was for you and what you guys thought about the development, so far.

The song Sasuke heard was "Anata by Akiko Kosaka". I'll post on my profile page the youtube link of the piano version of the song. I was able to draw out some inspiration while listening to this melancholic song. And I believe that it would be the perfect song for this chapter-or even story itself.

I hoped you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did!

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