A/N: Hm... I don't have anything to say.
Disclaimer: I think you guys get it by now... I don't own Naruto.
I fell, face first, onto my bed. My dull pink hair splayed out on the blue sheets and made me look like a stick of cotton candy. I breathed in the scent of the newly washed sheets and smiled. In a few minutes I would have to get dressed and go baby sit the neighbor's kids. I rolled over on my back and looked up at the white, dull ceiling.
A flicker of light caught my eye as I sat up. I looked over to where it was coming from to find the light reflecting off of one of the pictures on my dresser. As I looked closer at it I realized that I didn't recognize one of the persons within the frame. There was me, Naruto-kun, Kakashi-sensei, and some kid with a shirt that had a huge collar. I blinked, racking my memory to see if I had ever noticed him before.
Then, it all came back to me. The boy in the picture was Uchiha Sasuke. I loved him but he seemed to think I was useless. The fact that I had forgotten him frightened me even though I'd been hoping that I would.
I thought I should talk to Kakashi-sensei about this, so I called my neighbors to cancel. I felt kind of bad about it, but I had more important things to deal with. I quickly slipped on my clothes and rushed out the door, grabbing an apple on the way out.
I stepped into town, trying to spot the tall, silver hair of Kakashi's. I was becoming more nervous as the minutes passed where I couldn't tell anyone about what had happened. I was about to settle with telling Naruto-kun when Kakashi's voice startled me out of my thoughts.
"Sakura? What're you doing out here alone?" His voice seemed concerned but somewhat distant.
"Looking for you. I, um, need to talk to you about something." I saw him nod from the corner of my eye and followed him as he walked out of the crowded streets.
He sat down on the grass surrounding the road that led out of Konoha. I sat down next to him and sighed. This wasn't the place I would've preferred.
"What's up?" I looked at him kind of funny as he said this. He wasn't acting as his normal self. Normally, he wasn't so… peppy.
"Well," I sighed again before continuing. "I was looking at some pictures like thirty minutes ago and a couple of them had… had Sasuke in them." I stopped and took a deep breath. I looked over at Kakashi to make sure I could go on.
"B-but when I first when I first looked at the pictures I didn't recognize him. I mean, it was like I'd seen him before but I didn't know him." I sighed and put my face in my hands.
"Let me ask you a few questions. 'Kay?" Again, I looked up at Kakashi as he talked. He was acting a lot different than normal. But it might've just seemed like that because I hadn't talked to him in a while.
I nodded at him and lied down on the soft, damp grass and listened to him.
"Do you want to forget him?" His voice sounded a bit strained, like he wanted to forget Sasuke himself.
"Well, yes… and no." I sighed and put my hands behind my head.
"Why?" I heard the soft oomph as he lied down, too.
"I want to forget him because I dwell on him much too often. I can't concentrate on anything because of him. But I don't want to forget him because if I did I'd be forgetting a lot of good times. I just don't want to think about him anymore, you know?" I looked over at Kakashi to see if he was paying attention.
"It kind of sounds like you don't want to love him anymore." He said this quietly, as if he wasn't sure of what he was saying.
"I'd never thought of it that way before. But I guess you're right." I waved a hand at the blond haired boy coming our way. He nodded his head in return and lied down on the other side of me.
"Of course I am." Now that was more like the Kakashi I knew.
A few cherry blossoms were fluttering through the sky and I focused on counting how many of them there were. I told myself that if I didn't miss one, I'd wake up and the past few months would've been a dream.
Naruto's hand rested on top of mine and I let him keep it there for the warmth from it was spreading throughout my whole body. I had one hand over my eyes to shield them from the sun's rays. The wind was whipping my hair about my face and though it was annoying, I was truly happy.
Naruto-kuns voice pierced the silence with a question. "Almost like old times, isn't it?"