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"After Revenge"
I sit here, leaning against a tree with dark bark and pealing sides. This night I've killed him. The one I've been longing to kill forever, Itachi. Though somehow, no victory has flourished my soul. The pain still lurks my mind. If revenge has been all I longed for, than why am I not pleased? It's the loneliness that will not leave.
Itachi is of the past. So what is it I'll have to overcome the rest of my sadness?
As I thought that to myself, I could only picture one way to cure the sorrow. I could only picture one person to cure the sorrow.
Sakura.
Everything is beautiful about her.
Her smile, her smell, her eyes, her hair, everything.
It's as if she is the only thing I can think of,
Ever since I hovered over Itachi's lifeless body.
She's the only thought that can ease the pain.
I rub my forehead, the blood rushing down as it blankets my hand. I try to put pressure on my fresh, deep cut from a sword. The only things that surround me are carcasses, even Orochimaru's. I have been the only one who has survived. If I was still with Sakura, I wouldn't feel so defeated.
She would be resting her head on my shoulder, tears rolling down her bright eyes. I would be fingering through her soft hair as I smoothly guide my hand down her arm passing over every cut and bruise, trying to soothe her pain.
Adleast, this is what I have been longing to do.
The more I think about it, the guiltier I feel. Mostly about how I have treated her for the years. How she would always worry so much about me, while I pretended to not care. Disappointingly, what she may never know, is that every moment she would clutch me in her arms, the less worried I would feel. If I could just have her do so now… I would feel more proud.
Now what?
I keep glancing over every dead body. The wounds that are revealed and the clothing that is torn. I rest my hand down onto the soft soil as my forehead stops bleeding. I tilt my head back, closing my eyes, imagining her face.
She's smiling, with her hands held together behind her back.
"How are you, Sasuke-kun?"
I wish I could really vision her.
But I've only seen her once after all of these years, and it's hard to recall exactly what her features are like.
I just wish I could have had a longer look at her before I left her again. If only I can see her again.
Mabey I'll come back to the village after I've rested awhile.
Begin to know more about what she has grown to be
And tell her how I feel.
I look up at the sky. It's dark and shadowed, the clouds are closing in and the moon is hidden. Snow is softly falling. A warmth comes over me as I imagine how happy she'll be if I come back. I can live a life with her, and she can help me regain my clan. Possibly even regain Kohona's trust.
If I ever want to see her again
I might as well start now.
I push myself up and look down at my bloodstained robe. Then looking forward, the wind starts to pick up and the snow is getting heavier. I step over dead bodies and head toward the village.
Naruto,
Kakashi,
Sakura,
I'm coming home.
