Rose
Her blood reminded him of a rose. It was of the darkest red, and he felt nothing as the ground soaked all of it up. He should've felt something at watching this scene. Horror or regret, to be more exact, but he didn't. For so long now, he had been numb to everything. For a small moment, the ninja had hoped that this would bring him back to life.
He had been wrong. He death was for nothing. Sasuke narrowed his eyes at Sakura's dead body. He turned away, heading back toward Otogakure. He was leaving this village behind once more. His friends were all dead, for behind him lay a village of the darkest roses... tainted with blood.