Chapter Seven: Your Breath, Your Heart, My World
(Old) Summary: Sasuke comes back to find that Sakura has married someone else! But who? (Gaara, duh, that's like Chapter Two, come on!) Sasuke tell her he loves her and…. (She got pissed, COME ON!)
(New) Summary: As Sasuke continues to pursue Sakura, he finds out it's going to be a lot harder than he thought. He has to come up with a plan or he'll never have the love of his life back. If only there was a way to get Gaara to…… gasp?
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will… or will I?
As Sakura sat in the wagon being pulled by two horses and surrounded by seven guards, she thought about how ridiculous this was and how much faster she could go if Gaara weren't so overprotective.
I could already be there by now, she thought as she looked at the woven fabrics that covered the box frame of the cart. I feel like produce that's being transferred. Ino's gonna go ballistic over how cool all this is. Just as she thought that, she heard one of the guards yell something. What now? She rolled her eyes and looked out the flap and winced at the light.
"What's going on?" she demanded, getting annoyed by them stopping, again.
"Nothing, Sakura-sama," reassured one of the guards, bowing deeply to her.
"Then why'd we stop?" she asked, looking at him with a weird look.
"We heard a sound in the woods," the guard said hesitantly.
"Oh, well… continue as soon as possible. I want to be in Konoha today," she said, disappearing back into the cart. She sighed. She didn't want to waste any of her week vacation; this was the first time she had been to Konoha in about a year and she didn't want anything messing it up. She was going to relax and forget Whatever-His-Name-Was. She was drawing in her notebook when the cart stopped again and she heard the guards grunting. "What the…" she started as she tried to look outside, but before she could pull back the flap someone stuck their head in. "S-Sasuke?" He smirked at her and looked her over.
"Looks like I picked the right traveling party to rade. I got myself a political beauty," he said, climbing fully into the cart.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" she asked, moving backwards, but within a few seconds her back was to the back wall.
"I came for you," he said matter-of-factly. He moved closer to her and touched her cheek.
"Don't touch me!" she shrieked, slapping his hand away. She looked up at him to see a hurt expression on his face, but it was quickly replaced with an amused smile.
"That's ok, I'll have plenty of chances soon," he said, putting his hand on her chin roughly and pulling her towards him. Their lips met and he kissed her passionately. But she was too shocked to do anything. This was the moment she had been dreaming of years ago, the moment when Sasuke and her shared their first kiss together.
No! her mind screamed at her. Gaara's kisses are better! They have love in them! They don't have the bittertasteof lust in them, not like this! She finally gained her senses and pushed him away, spitting in his face in the process. "I SAID DON'T TOUCH ME!" she screamed, moving to get out of the cart, but he put her hands on her waist and yanked her towards him.
"I'll touch you when and where I want," he hissed into her ear. "And I feel like holding you in my lap right now," he finished, wrapping his strong arms around her, pinning her arms to her side. She looked down, tears flowing from her eyes.
He's going to kidnap me and take me away, he'll hurt me and Gaara will be mad again… I've let Gaara down again… She thought, but they were quickly snapped away by Inner Sakura.
What are you! Some kind of wuss? We're stronger than we were when he left us behind! Think of everything he did to us, he ignored us and turned us down at every chance and now he thinks we'll drop our whole life to follow him! I don't know about you but I'm not! Think of that night six years ago when he left us! We poured our heart out to him, but he still left us behind only saying "Thank you." Probably thanking us for amusing him with our desperation all those years. He hurt us and now he acts like he never did anything! MAKE HIM PAY!
Y-you're right… HE CAN'T DO THIS TO US! HE HURT US AND NOW HE'LL PAY! she thought in response.
"S-Sasuke…" she said slowly.
"Yes, Sakura-chan," he said, still holding her tightly.
"Let go of me…" she said, clenching her fists.
"No," he said plainly, gripper her tightly.
"Fine, but don't blame me for your injuries," she said, elbowing him in the stomach as hard as she could. He coughed and winced.
"You've…cough… gotten stronger," he said slowly, taking in deep breathes. His grip had weakened and she took advantage of it. She broke his hold and punched him in the face. He hit the back of the cart hard. Sakura jumped on top of him while he was lying in a heap on the cart floor and punched him in the chest again.
"You shouldn't have knocked me out six years ago," she said looking down at him with anger.
"S-Sakura…" he said, clutching his chest, but not where she had hit him. He was holding onto his heart and breathing heavily. "Please… I-I'm sorry…" She looked down at him.
"Why the hell are you holding your heart?" she asked, still shaking with anger.
"G-Gaara said I have… a w-wound of the heart, or something l-like that…" he said, breathing heavier. Sakura looked down at him with a mixture of fear, anger, shock, and pity.
"S-Sasuke…" she said slowly, tears forming in her eyes. "I-I didn't mean to… I… I didn't want this to happen," she said. Sasuke looked up at her, feeling tears dropping onto his face.
"Sakura…" he said slowly, moving to get up and letting her slide slowly down his lap. He hugged her tightly and let her cry into his neck and shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I didn't want to see you cry ever again."
"Sasuke, please… stop this and let me be with Gaara. I'm happy with him, he-he takes care of me," she said between hiccups and sniffles.
"I want you to be happy with me, Sakura-chan."
"I don't need you anymore," she repeated. And with that Sasuke let his arms drop to his sides, letting go of Sakura. "Thank you," she said, crawling out of the cart. She grabbed her bags and continued walking to Konoha.
When she got there Ino, Hinata, Chouji, Naruto, Shino, Kiba, Akamaru, Neji, TenTen, Lee, and Tsunade-sama were all waiting at the entrance. Ino and Naruto were the first to see her and raced to hug her, but Ino, of course, tripped Naruto and hugged Sakura tightly. Sakura merely laughed and was thankful to finally be there. She just wanted to see everyone and talk to them, see how they had been.
As everyone went back into Konoha to go out to eat, Sakura looked over her shoulder and realized that she had finally left Sasuke behind. She had finally gotten her revenge after six years. But why didn't it feel as good as she wanted it to?
Sasuke sat in the cart staring at the spot Sakura had been. He had blown it; he had blown his last chance to tell her how he felt. How much he loved her, how much he needed her. He clutched his heart even more, the pain was back and it had doubled. He breathed in slowly for a few minutes, taking in the crisp air of the forest.
After a few minutes he looked around the cart and saw a pad of paper. He picked it up and leafed through it. It was Sakura's sketchbook.
She's really good, he thought as he examined pictures of desert flowers and a few birds. He flipped to the next picture and saw a colored drawing of Gaara in his wedding robes. Sasuke had to admire how good she had made him look, even if he was a lowlife idiot who had taken her away from him. He flipped the pages a few more times and found an interesting picture. She had drawn her as he remembered her looking, in her red dress when they were in the same cell in Konoha. She was standing near the middle of the page with tears streaming down her cheeks. In the background was Sasuke. His back was turned and he was walking away from her.
He quickly turned the page to find a picture of Sakura and him. This time they were facing each other.
Sakura had a hand clutching her chest and Sasuke had his hands in his pockets.
She was crying and looking at him with pleading eyes and he was glaring at her.
She was dressed in a beautiful white summer dress with pink flowers lightly sprinkling it and he was dressed in all black.
She was on her knees and he had his curse seal marks covering him.
Sasuke continued to stare at the drawing. This is what she must have been dreaming about. The day he had broken that Sound Ninja's arms during the second part of the Chuunin Exams. He had gotten mad at them for hurting her and wanted to kill them, he would have too if she hadn't stopped him. She was the only thing that had been able to contain his curse seal back then. Now it was under control from a medicine Orochimaru and Kabuto had given him when he had left.
He turned the page, revealing a picture of Temari and Kankurou smiling. She was so good; she must have taken up drawing a while ago. He flipped the page and found a drawing of Sakura and Gaara hugging, she was smiling, but her hair hid his face. Her arms her wrapped tightly around his neck and his loosely around her waist. Her eyes were closed and she wore the same white sundress she had been in a few pictures ago.
He flipped the page again to find a poem:
Your Breath, Your Heart, My World
By: Haruno Sakura
Dedicated to: Gaara of the Desert for loving me and always loving me, more than I ever thought possible
I can hear you breathing,
I can feel your heart beating,
They're tell me you're still here,
That's my only fear,
That one day you'll leave,
And on that eve,
My world will fall,
And like a broken doll,
My seams will ripe,
Because when you're around I'll never fall or trip,
Never become lost or confused,
Your love is something my heart could never have refused,
Because when you're around things don't seem so bad,
Even though sometimes I make you mad,
Sometimes I may say stupid things,
I know you'll forever be my wings,
Lift me to the sky and never allow me to fall,
You are my world and You are my stonewall.
Sasuke read the poem a few more times, even though the rhyming wasn't very good and there was no rhythm to it, he liked it. It got the point across and everything.
He read the dedication again realized that he couldn't give up yet. He had to get her back no matter how long it took or what he had to do. No matter how many times she hit him, he would prove that she meant everything to him. He got out of the cart, the sketchbook under his arm, and walked down the road. He didn't know where he was going and honestly didn't care. He needed to get somewhere to plan something, anything. He just had to clear his thoughts and think straight.
Short Ramblings!
Hey! sorry for the long length of time without an update. I wrote chapter 9, but my computer messed up and deleted it so now I have to rewrite it (with some changes cause the chapter was really sucky) so that set me back about two or three days cause I just couldn't get the chapter the way I want. But I promise I'll update within a week. Thank you for staying faithful and reading all the way up to here. Review and continue reading! (Also I'm working on a new summary so yeah, the one that's posted is getting kinda old)
