Chapter 19

Sasuke was drawing a blueprint of a weapon design when Sakura came in with fresh ginger tea.

"My Lord, please drink this." Sakura handed him the tea, "I prepared it just now, and added just a few drops of honey..."

The dynamic between them changes slightly with time. During their journey here Sakura puked and showed her ugliest self to him, and he didn't mind.

"Where did you find honey in this place?" Sasuke folded away his blueprints and looked warmly at Sakura. She's wearing a burgundy gown and a fur lined vest that ensures her warmth when night falls.

"I brought it with me." Sakura said happily. "Did you know that if proper stored, honey can be stored for a long, long, long time?"

"How long?"

"Forever."

Sasuke took the tea from her cup, and held onto her hand while looking deeply into her eyes, "How long is forever?"

Sakura looked back, startled, but unable to look away.

He has a magnetic pull around him, and proves to be extremely charming if he wants to be. His presence are often a sense of deep suppression and nerve wracking. However when he wants to, he can hide that part of him and release a tone of warmth around him.

It was so rare that Sakura thought she must've drank too much ginger tea, because when he looks at her, she could feel the deepest part of her are shone with scorching sunlight.

"For... Forever.. transcends time..." She stuttered, trailing off because she could feel his breath on her cheeks.

"Time?" He learned closer, towering her as he leaned down to look at her green eyes. It was the purest emerald color, and it reminded him of a small pet kitten he had when he was very young.

He raised his hand to touch her hair and weaved his fingers within her tresses.

Sakura's reason all crumbled against his touches, and she closed her eyes.

Unfortunately, there was a disturbance outside of Sasuke's large tent, and Sasuke lets go of her hair and walked out to the tent.

There was a spy that just came back heavily wounded with critical information on the Oto nation.

Sakura didn't open her eyes for a while.

She was an ordinary girl back in her previous life. She have had one or two boyfriends and it didn't exactly workout for her. She has read great loves in novels and wished for it. She's logical and smart, and she could tell that this could be the end of her if she did comply.

She has never jumped into things she wasn't sure before. Sasuke was a uncertainty. She doesn't know what he's thinking and couldn't dare to postulate his thoughts. She can't predict his mood, nor can she ensure her own safety. She has seen the cruelty and the softest part of him. She wondered if he's bipolar.

No, that can't be it. He has perfect control over every bit of emotion he displays. He is well aware of his temper when he kills, and he is well aware of his actions when he touches her. He knows everything, and it's terrifying.

When someone has that much power, rules don't apply to them. He has the ability to move mountains and change rivers. He can do anything he wanted, and he can't be constraint to the love of one little servant.

It's ridiculous. Truly.

Sakura thought about this, and slowly made up the determination to tuck away her heart and feelings, when she discovered the blueprint on the desk.

They're blueprints of a tank!

Or something that resembles a tank. A very primitive tank. In fact more like a slingshot that fires firepowder. However it was very crudely formed, and with heavy metal armors, and detailed notes on the bottom.

She was so astonished, because she didn't know tank existed during this time era. Did they skip a few steps and jumped right into guns and mass weapons?

Thinking of this, she quickly looked through the rest of the drafts, they are more or less variations of the tank, and it looks like the top one was the most refined one. The drawing of the primitive contains four super large wheels, higher than the tank itself, and a main core that have pulleys that pull back the slingshot.

This wouldn't do.

Sakura has seen the war films. The entire point of the tank is to enter enemy territory unharmed with heavy protection. She studied the tank for a while and took the brush and dipped it in ink, and begin to draw a bowl like structure that encompasses the tank except leaving one fifth of the wheels out. She drew a top for the tank too, and thought there must be a way to navigate it, and drew a steering wheel and wires...

As soon she finished she thought she did a fantastic job. This tank is definitely the stuff of innovation for the books. She'll go down in history as the first tank-designer—

Then the horrible realization dawned on her. She's supposed to stay quiet and stupid and keep herself safe.

She quickly crumpled up the paper.

Then she realized—no, that was his good copy, he will search for it, along with his notes.

Oh my god. She's quickly flattened out the crumpled sheet and begin to copy exactly what Sasuke did before, prior to her change in design.

Just as she was half way done and is now copying his writing, Sasuke walked in.

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A/N: Two chapters because I feel bad :(