"He was a broken man and she could not fix him."

SakuraxNarutoxSasuke Gender-swap PWP. Setting: Post-war *AU*. Little boys are made of snips and snails and puppy-dogs' tails. Little girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Young adults are made of hormones and cussing and an identity crisis waiting to happen. Especially when you wake up in a body that's the wrong gender... ("Romance" is frenemies with benefits?)

grief doesn't end in a moment. it's a slow and steady march into the future. sakura discovers this in the aftermath of the fourth shinobi world war.

The peach dropped from her hand and knocked into the wheel of the fruit stand with a soft thud. He looked so ordinary that she had almost missed him in the crowd. In fact, the domesticity of the scene was what made her hesitate. That and the fact that Uchiha Itachi had walked up next to her and was currently conflicted between buying either a dozen pears or a dozen plums. ItaSaku.

That is why Itachi does not expect himself to fall completely and utterly for the sore thumb of a girl that waltzes gracelessly and clumsily into his life and expects even less that she will not fall back. SasuSakuIta.

Silence is the voice of time, it speaks to you in a language without words. You must listen in order to hear it. You must watch in order to see it. You must be still in order to feel it. And then you must understand it if you wish to embrace it. SessxKag

Yesterday she died. And today...today was blinding and moving at the speed of light... S/K