Author's Note: Meh. Yet another drabble I felt like writing out. Based off a Japanese poem I was forced to read in my Literature class written by an anonymous writer in the Kokinshu collection. That, and the fact that I felt like experimenting with this conventional pairing of Sasuke x Sakura.
(Japanese Version of the Poem):
Au koto no
mohara taenuru
toki ni koso
hito no koishiki
koto mo shirikere
Haruno Sakura had always said that she loved her precious 'Sasuke-kun'. She'd never had trouble admitting it, never questioned her feelings.
It didn't matter that he didn't feel the same, because she knew that someday, his heart would change!
Haruno Sakura never liked acting like a fool. Right now, she admitted that she had been one for a long time.
Back when Team 7 was still together, she hadn't thought about things at all. True, she aced the academic part of the Chuunin Exams, had the most chakra control out of anyone. Her single power that made her feel 'worthy' enough to be counted part of a team that included the Uchiha prodigy and even Naruto was her intelligence.
Stupid, Naruto, stupid!
She was the stupid one. Saying that she loved Sasuke-kun…when she didn't at all.
It was just a crush…the stupid kind of crush that little babies had.
The kind that best friends knew didn't matter compared to a friendship.
The kind that other twelve year olds teased you about.
The kind that weakened what might have been an even stronger team.
It was a stupid kind of crush, the kind that stupid smart girls were prone to.
The kind where you fell in love with what you thought love was. Where you thought that Prince Charming would bow to your every wish, where anybody else who wanted to be the princess was a rival. Where anybody else that came your way was a no-good witch or an ugly village idiot. Where you got your happy ending by being melodramatic.
She was the stupid one, acting the way she did when Sasuke left.
If she would have loved him, she wouldn't have pushed her feelings on him.
If she would have loved him, she wouldn't have bothered him when he was at the verge of an internal crossroad.
If she would have loved him, she would have been a friend first, a potential girlfriend later.
How stupidly selfish could she be?
It was only after Team 7 broke up that she started to understand.
When Sasuke was gone, she realized she missed him.
Not for his dreamily gorgeous face and daydreams of his beaming at her, but for the very real way his face looked when he was slightly pleased at her efforts.
Not for his attractively mysterious façade, but for the small vulnerability he rarely exposed.
Not for his cool silence, but for the practicality of his short, stiff words.
Not because he was "Uchiha Sasuke", but because…well…because he was himself, an entire person that was sometimes different from his label.
She missed him, in short, because she had learned to love him.
A stupid kind of love.
The kind where everything made much more sense-
The kind where everything grew more confusing-
The kind that stupid smart girls would keep…for the rest of their lives.
Maybe…maybe being stupid wasn't so bad after all.
(English Version of the Poem):
Now that our meetings have ended
Now that we are parted
Ah, now it is that I truly know how
It feels to love someone
Author's Note: Yeah…I read the poem and I showed it to my friend. She drew a few parallels how it applied to Sasuke…so I decided to be original and write how it could apply to Sakura instead.
Um…this might sound like a lousy request, but…I'd appreciate it if you would review. 'Specially since I'm not very comfortable writing from Sakura's point of view…she's completely different from my own writing style. Anyway, thanks for reading (all the way down to the bottom of the page! )
