Author's note:

Hello everyone! A big thank you to everyone supported this story, I am beyond grateful! The update took so long because I was really busy with school and with my thesis and I wasn't really into writing as well but now I was suddenly hit by the "inspiration" rock and now here I am.

So, just to clear some future misunderstandings, the main perspective of this story will revolve between the two of them so I might switch perspectives from time to time.

Chapter 2:

Who are you?

Sakura

It's gotten really cold now, I can barely even feel my legs in this weather. I slowly got up and looked out the window noticing that there isn't even a tad bit of sunlight out there.

It's another day.

Another day to live

.

.

.

.

Or die.

It's not like I've totally given up on life, don't get me wrong. It's just that I'm tired. So so so tired already.

When is he going to come back?

I know that the man I celebrated Christmas with made a promise that he'll come back for me but it's been a month already and he hasn't even showed up. Maybe he forgot, maybe he was lying all along.

Maybe, he never had the intention to come back after all.

I endured this much just to see him again, to maybe finally see his face and talk to him again yet. I'm already growing impatient. I already feel so weak. I've been sick for these past few weeks, I can barely even stand, my body feels like it's burning and my head's been pounding so hard I can't think straight. But still, still I try to make it to the same fountain I met that guy, hoping, just hoping he would return.

This day is just the same. I fixed myself up, grabbed the coat he gave and the rugs, and then head out. Outside is even colder than I expect, I can even see my breath forming in the air. I slowly walked towards the fountain and started selling some rugs.

Of course, though, nobody even spared me a glance. I should just give up. Maybe my next life would be more happier, maybe things would be different and better. I should just give in. Maybe he's never going to return.

Damn, who am I kidding? He's never going to return. It's been a month, if he was serious, then he should have came the day after or the week after that, but, it's been weeks. He's not fooling anyone, anyone except me, I guess.

I clutched the coat he gave me and brought it to my face hoping that the faint smell of him still lingers. It still does. And with just that I broke into sobs, not even caring what other people would think, they wouldn't even look at me for all I know. I just don't care anymore. I was a fool to believe that this wretched life would be over when he comes for me, I was an even bigger idiot when I believed he would come back for someone like me, because in the first place I'm nobody. I'm just a speck of dirt in the ground waiting to be swept away. Who would even want to have me? who would even want to come back for me?

I crouched down near the fountain and cried my heart out.

"You don't need to know who I am right now."

"What do you mean mister?"

"Just remember that I'm coming back for you."

"I'm coming back for you."

LIAR, he's a liar! I have officially lost all hope.

xxx

It was already night by the time I decided to return home. It was colder than ever and there were just a few people on the streets. My body felt weaker than ever and I couldn't even feel my legs in the cold. I can't even see well, I can't breathe, my heart feels like it's being crushed and I can't feel any air around me. I must be dying.

Suddenly, someone yanked my arm from behind and turned me around to face whoever it was that pulled me. I was shocked and terrified and I couldn't even move. It was a man that I have never seen before, he had cold yellow snake like eyes that almost tears apart your soul. I'm scared. What do I do? Behind him were a bunch of scary looking men as well.

"Who are you? Let me go!" I tried my best to pull my armm away from him but at the state that I am in, all my efforts proved futile. He tightened his grip around my arm that I was certain it would bruise. It hurt.

"What a good catch you are little girl! If I were you, I'd stop resisting and come along nicely. I'm not going to hurt you, come on."

"NO, no please let me go! I don't want to come with you, please..." I was finally able to pull my arm away from his grip and I ran as I could. I don't know where I got the strength to run or to even pull away from his grip but I don't care anymore, all I know is that I need to run away, I need to get away from him...I still have to...

*thud

Ah. Who am I kidding? Running away? From whom? My life? It would be nice though, to run away from everything.

They caught me, slapped me, pulled my hair then threw me unto the ground and kicked me all over. It hurts. It hurts so much. What did I do in life to deserve all this? To deserve this suffering? To suffer alone.

Ah, I never even had the chance to fulfill even one of my wishes, not even a bit of it. The world is so cruel with me. I should just die.

Maybe...

Maybe this is the end afterall. And after 20 years of waiting for death, it's finally here.

xxxxxx

Sasuke

"Please don't forget me. Even if the time we shared was short, I hope you don't forget that you spent time with some ordinary commoner with pink hair and green eyes on Christmas Eve."

"Sakura. It's Sakura."

Sakura.

"Prince Sasuke, we have arrived now." Right. After Christmas I was bombarded with a ton of work to do, not only did I deal with tax laws and tarrifs and customs, I also did some vessel visitation, military and navy visits, and the worse part is that I had to travel to different countries to negotiate.

So annoying. My head hurts.

"Sasuke." I looked up to see who it was and my mood turned bitter instantly.

"Kakashi." Great, more work to do.

"I'm glad that you returned safely but you still have a lot of work to do." I sighed and walked past him.

"Talk."

"The village northwest from here is currently experiencing a drainage problem, according to this report, water isn't flowing through the pipes underground that irrigate the crops. That village is abundant for their crops and a high percentage of our food comes from them so this is a problem. Also, a vessel from Kumogakure just arrived so you need to check up on it as well, of course the customs officer will be there. And-"

I sighed again, even more work to do. Can't I take a break for once?

"I'll be waiting for you"

"Kakashi, I need to do my rounds in the village, I'll be back soon."

"Sasuke!"

I don't know why remembering that girl made me run so fast just to see her. I have already made it a point that that night was a mistake. I shouldn't have followed her! Crap! I shouldn't have even stayed. But seeing the smile get wiped away from her face leaves a very unsettling feeling in my stomach that I can't bear. I don't know what's wrong with me, why am I eager to see her again? Why do I care? This is not like me! Just goddamn freaking why?!

"She's waking up."

"Hurry up and call the doctor!"

What? Where am I? Who are you people?