Disclaimer: This one's extremely shorter than usual. I know that my writing sucks lately and I'm not anymore using much imagery nor am I making my sentences verbose enough to make them more descriptive. I've become a lot more straightforward and my writer's block is killing me huhuhu.

However, despite all of this, I am still willing to finish this. However, despite my Will of Fire, I still do not own Naruto.

The sky was heavy with trepidation, to Sakura's gut at least.

She turned her head to the left, to the right, and to the back, before facing the front: a massive crowd of people excitedly trotting in the direction opposite to hers in the hopes of reaching the fireworks display venue on time.

Beads of sweat clung to Sakura's cheeks, as she attempted to sense Shisui's chakra from a long distance. She continued hurrying to wherever, because after all, her shinobi senses told her that either he was very far from the shrine or he was masking his chakra very skillfully.

Whatever it was, she was still agitated by the fact that he had to pretend that he was carried away by the massive crowd earlier, only to teleport his way out of the area afterwards. The ill-tempered Haruno was pissed alright.

The fireworks display was going to start in twenty minutes but at the very moment, she was more overwhelmed by the possibility of Shisui suffering from the severe pain.

Her room of thoughts were drugged by the intoxicating thoughts of just about the Uchiha. What's happening to him? What is he doing at the moment? Where is he now? Why is he being cold? Just why the hell does he not want to be healed?

Every thought dug trenches in her brain that she didn't anymore know what to think.

As soon as she reached the shrine gate, she took a few seconds to look back at the innermost circle of the festival venue to take a glimpse of the preparation for the fireworks. Without a second thought, she continued to hurry and search for the Uchiha, leaving the shrine behind.

The air was lifelessly breathing its own icy breaths, making it less easier for the Haruno to wander around and sense Shisui's chakra. After all, being in a yukata is much more of a hassle than how it looks like. The thought of transforming her clothes into her usual shinobi attire crossed her mind. However, if she were to heal Shisui's eyes for a temporary effect, she had to save enough chakra. And it's not like she naturally had the biggest share of chakra among her comrades in Team 7 though.

The Uchiha compound was the first spot she had thought of executing the search in despite the fact that it was distanced at miles away from the shrine. For Kami's sake, Shisui was a former ANBU, which meant that if he didn't want Sakura to find him, it would mean being able to outsmart her is the way to go. He must have thought that she would search for him in places near the shrine due to the fact that he was in a critical condition at the moment.

Naturally, Sakura checked Shisui's house at first, since it was likely that he thought that Sakura wouldn't go to someplace obvious. Despite her efforts in overanalyzing, her venture to the house just proved that his presence wasn't located there.

After resting for a while, Sakura decided to not go out of her way directly to search for him. She had to think before deciding. She had to think before acting. That way, she could save enough chakra to speed up his recovery process.

One thing that she had observed about Shisui was that he had his own share of similarities with Itachi and Sasuke. Just like the other two raven-haired men, he was also drawn to silence and peace. There was no need to question the fact with a "why". It was rather a fitting image for a man who housed profound mysteries.

And it was in the next passing second that Sakura knew just where to look for him within the compound.

In an instant, she propelled her feet to action. Every step she took was darker and more evident, despite how the tall buildings in the compound showered its own film of shadows over the ground.

Sakura remembered that time when Team 7 was on a mission and when they felt the need to camp out, they conducted their own storytelling event, which was, of course, initiated by a certain Jinchuuriki.

They went on and talked about how they had learned their first jutsu. Sakura remembered being embarrassed when it was her turn to share. After all, the very first she had learned was the very first one taught in the Academy. Naruto's, Sasuke's, and Sai's stories were far more interesting.

And when it was Sasuke's turn to share his tale, he shared about learning the fireball technique with the help of his father when he was still in the Academy. He would go to their usual training ground, right around the bay to the compound's lake, a sturdy bridge.

Naturally, a teammate who's in love with the storyteller would bless him with a whole lot of questions, some obvious and some unnecessary. However, Sakura knew better. She was the type to ask interesting questions whenever Sasuke would talk, the Q & A often followed by the gleaming of jade eyes against raven.

So back then, Sakura asked Sasuke why he, along with his relatives, would go to that area to train, other than the fact that it was a convenient area with a lot of space.

Instead of being his usual irritable self, the Uchiha actually replied to her with a proper answer. He described how the lake shaped a peaceful and quiet atmosphere, a type that he is usually drawn to. And as always, he fascinates the rose-haired kunoichi.

And with the knowledge of Shisui and Sasuke's similarities, Sakura's jittering mind was emptied out by the will to search for the former.

Running away like a foolish coward... you think you can just shut yourself out like that.

Sakura had reached the training ground.

Emerald eyes that voiced out her anxieties skidded over to every corner through every angle to search for the man who ran away. Inwardly, she concentrated her chakra on her sixth sense, the one especially used to locate a shinobi's presence.

And what Sakura had sensed was one with a strong front but one that was weakened at the moment.

Immediately, she turned her head to the spot where the chakra was sensed at. Her eyes met a shocking image that alerted her senses and instincts right away.

He was there.

He was suffering.

He was shaking.

The sight of Shisui's legs dangerously shaking pushed the medic to come to his aid right away. Before he could collapse to the wooden bridge, she had immediately run to him to catch his lifeless body in his arms.

The sky weighed of heavy breaths and pants.

Onyx eyes widened at the realization that he was being held by Sakura. That he was being held by the woman he had just left. Seconds later, his eyelids grew heavier until they finally shut his eyes the way curtains do.

This is it. Now's my chance.

Shisui had blacked out and Sakura knew that he was going to wake up anytime soon. This was her chance to diagnose him without him knowing. This was her chance to take a step to fully healing him.

Green chakra glowed around her hands as she laid her palms inches above his closed eyes, relieving him from the pain, improving the quality of the eyes' performance, and diagnosing him at the same time.

After beads of sweat trickled down her face, Sakura panted and panted, hungering for a huge amount of oxygen while doing so. As soon as she made sure that every kind of possible treatment was done, she rested her hands and energy and stared at Shisui's sleeping face.

If there was one thing that she obtained from the diagnosis, it was that not only would he be blind in months, but he would also experience even more adverse effects. Sakura just couldn't grasp what kind. Nonetheless, it was not beyond her will's barriers to do so.

Sakura's weary eyes laid on Shisui's hair. Instinctively, she ran a hand through it, exploring through its softness and smoothness. She lifted her other hand to stroke his cheek in circles, a natural act that surprised herself, but not surprising enough for her to stop.

Just then, the booming of fireworks reverberated through the whole village, serving as a sweet midnight bell. The pinkette turned to look at the sky, only to find a dim layer that was occasionally brightening quite insignificantly. However, much to the lady's dismay, the colors of the fireworks didn't reach their line of sight in the sky. Probably not even big and grand, she thought.

The sound of fireworks was overcame by a series of groans that came from the man who was sleeping in Sakura's lap, much to her surprise, and even much more to his surprise as soon as he finally realized what had happened.

Shisui immediately sat up and locked a questioning gaze at the Haruno. "Why didn't you go ahead?"

A smile was drawn on Sakura's lips. "As always, you're an annoying and ungrateful idiot."

The Uchiha didn't dare respond to her with a wittier comeback. Sakura thought that maybe he was too overwhelmed by the surprise or the still existent pain from the blackout. He just didn't say a word. Amidst the silent atmosphere, he just effortlessly laid his eyes on the sky as the bang of fireworks continued to ring.

That was all, until, the raven-haired Uchiha stood up on his feet and performed hand seals in a flash.

Facing the lake, he leaned backward to inhale a large amount of air before bending forward to exhale...

fireballs.

Enormous fireballs of various artistic patterns and colors were painted on the sky of pitch black, etching a curvy half of a whole symmetrical image on the body of water underneath it.

Projected into the sky were a series of rings, zodiac symbols, and even images of nature. The entirety of the splash of colors outshone the stars brightly shining amidst the peaceful heavens.

Slowly, Sakura lifted her chin up as her emerald eyes grasped the timeless view above her.

Slowly, her legs helped themselves up as she allowed the weight of admiration to drop her jaw down.

Little did the kunoichi know that while she was busy being enveloped by the beauty of the fireballs, the Uchiha was, too, busy being wrapped by a strong feeling of admiration for the girl who was so passionate and happy at the bright and colorful sight. She thought that the fireballs were pretty, but he thought that the beholder was more beautiful.

Shisui then faced her. "I'm sorry for leaving you behind. I know this isn't enough to make up for the firew-"

All of a sudden, Sakura briskly walked towards him with narrowed eyes and clenched fists. Shisui then closed his eyes, knowing full well that he deserved a chakra-powered uppercut for using his chakra just now, right even after his recovery.

One second.

She's close.

Two seconds.

Here she goes.

Three seconds.

A soft and slightly wet texture brushed against his cheek for a few seconds, leaving his face madly heating up to a boil.

Haruno Sakura had just planted a kiss on Uchiha Shisui's cheek.

Hola! How's that for a date? Let me know what you guys think.

I'm almost finished with the next chapter hihihihi. Btw, I plan to make 20 chapters or so.

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