Last Sunrise
Red, orange, pink and purple hues painted the sky.
The hill top granted them a great view of the city alongside the majestic Mount Fuji. Wind blew and Sakura instinctively wrapped herself up, expecting the warmth emanated from her palms could warm her up. Sasuke noticed her attempt and coolly took off his leather jacket to put it on her small framed shoulders.
"Thank you, Sasuke-kun." Tinge of red appeared on her cheeks.
"Hn." He smirked while taking a drag from his cigarette.
Sasuke and Sakura sat next to each other on the old rock bench, thighs and knees touching each other but nobody made any effort to avoid the skin contact. In fact, it seemed almost welcomed.
"Sasuke-kun, this place hasn't changed much. It's still so beautiful!" She spread her arms wide, beaming away.
Sasuke looked at her with smiling eyes. But those eyes portrayed other emotions when he thought about how her smiles and whimsical antics were no longer shared with him anymore- they became sad, remorseful and even a little angry.
"Hn. Places never change but the people that used to come here had." He mused.
She dropped her arms and slouched. He knew she was troubled yet he fought the urge to hold her hand or even hug her. Damn, every time he glances at that fat diamond on her finger, his heart constricts a little and he turns sour.
"Yeah... I guess they had." She said quietly.
He said nothing.
Sakura opened her tiny clutch and produced a tiny gold envelope. She passed it to the raven haired man timidly.
"The wedding's this April. RSVP soon. Let me know if you'll have a plus one." Her tone lacked the excitement any bride-to-be could easily chime.
"Aa. Congratulations." He wished her without enthusiasm. Fingers ghosted her thumb before he fit the invitation into his pocket.
"I heard from Ino, you're seeing Karin Uzumaki now. Bring her along." Sakura attempted a smile.
"Sure."
She missed him so much. She blamed herself for being a fool; for barging her head into a marriage so soon just because she shallowly held onto the concept of a guy being "The One". And how she hated to not have the guts to cancel off everything...
Eyes shifted to his shoulder to catch disarray pink hair on them. Sakura rested her head on his shoulder- just like how they used when either party couldn't sleep and decided to catch the first light of the day together.
She was nervous, really; so worried he may shrug off his shoulder but was grateful he did not.
"You happy? Sakura?" His voice husky.
No reply. Not even a nod.
Both sat there quietly while witnessing the city come to life, every individual rambling and going about their daily business.
"So many people in the city and one of them will be my husband... and your wife." Eyes fixed on the tiny roofs.
He only managed to give a little snort as reply. It was ironic to him at least... how funny is it that he will not spend the rest of his life with the woman next to him now? The woman he loved most...
Sasuke took out another cigarette to light it.
"Enough with the smoking, Sasuke-kun."
He ignored her advice.
"The sky is clear blue now. Come, let me send you home."
She merely nodded.
He dropped her off a few lanes from Shikamaru's bungalow.
"Thanks. Come to my wedding. Please." A hand rested on his arm.
"Aa."
They gazed at each other, wanting something more than just a verbal goodbye but neither dared to cross the invisible line they drew for themselves.
What went wrong? Seriously...
A tiny voice echoed through his head as he increased his speed.
A/N: Sequel to Chapter 3 (Speeding Off into The Night). I may continue this...
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