For Mog, who requested SasuSaku. I can't write them straight out, so yes, it's angst.
"Everything you do has been done
And nothing will last forever"
-Fleetwood Mac
"It doesn't matter."
You don't matter.
And here they were, the three of them. And if she had learnt anything from Tsunade, it was when and where to loose one's anger.
And five years of pent up anger and fustration was nothing to sniff at.
The mantras floated in her detached head as her body went to work, daring anything to get in her way.
I loved you
You should have stayed
I'm sorry
And then he was lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood, oddly reminiscent of that time on the bridge. So very, very long ago, that she had cried over his body and been able to do nothing.
Naruto was still oddly silent.
"I'm not sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
Women are distractions.