Chapter Seven: no reason.
When he went to pick up Karin and she proceeded to throw herself at him, he was disappointed-but quite unsurprised.
He only has his lineage to blame for his struggles but when one ends up dealing with the same issue for an entire lifetime, you learn to get accustomed to it.
The thing is-they're always so impressed.
Without knowing how tragic it really is to lose everyone, how scary and impossible it feels to try and let anyone else in after that. How he trains and trains and trains just to ensure nothing like it can ever happen again...how pathetic he really is, compared to Naruto.
In the end, Sakura got it wrong.
He was nothing in the face of Naruto and his overwhelming determination. Or that confidence of his to come out victorious every time.
More than his strength, that was what really scared him at that time back then.
Could he ever hope to attain true power if he remained to be so unsure-?
Nevermind. He shook his head to clear his thoughts once more.
"-Sasuke kun~"
It's them again. Those lustful eyes from women, following him everywhere-from childhood to now. What they're still so attracted to, he doesn't understand.
But then, flashes of long ebony hair matching his own flashes into his mind and...maybe he gets it. Just a little bit.
But either way, what those eyes were saying was clear as day: I want you, I want to make you mine.
He smirked.
Well, too bad.
Karin's antagonism of her is pretty blatant from the get-go when they start moving on the roads again.
She probably notices but doesn't put up her guard because of it.
After-all, her paranoia towards men versus women were as different to night and day, despite the fact that it was another woman who prostituted her out in the first place.
His lips thinned and his hands curled into a tight fist unknowingly when he thinks about what kinds of things she must've been subjected to before meeting him.
How many years? One? Two? Since how long? How many more of those utterly worthless trash dared touch-
But it was fine. For now. His title of an avenger wasn't just for show and all the others that he didn't manage to catch...he'll pay them all back in due time.
What she'd suffered through, he'll return a thousand fold and-
With no more demons haunting their living world, they'll lead a happy life. Together.
How impossible it all sounds.
One day, he'll be asked about Sakura and his response will be; 'well, I have no reason to love or be loved by her.'
But then years down the line, he'll stand in front of an empty grave and come to an understanding: if even after so long and you can't seem to find a logical reason as to why you love her-but remain unable to let go,
Then it could only be love.
