Well this was a fast update! :D Only because it's a weekend though, so don't expect it to be less than a day again lol.

2. Love

She loved someone once. A scared little boy who had everything he ever cared about ripped away for a reason he couldn't comprehend. Then he became a confused young man, running from those who cared for him because he just couldn't bare to loose one more precious person. She was completely infatuated, she tried so desperately to gain his attention, for him to acknowledge her, but he never did. She grew her hair long, practised posing in the mirror, followed him around endlessly. She would even put her life on the line, if need be.
What she felt for Sasuke, was love.
With Madara it was...different. She was forced to become his bride. Taken away from her home, friends and family and thrown into a new life she never wanted. At first she absolutely despised him. Mostly because he was so much like Sasuke it hurt. But with Madara, she never had to try desperately gain attention, he was always watchful of her. He was a silent brooding type so they never exchanged more words than necessary. Though he would be overly protective of her if anyone ventured too close, he held his possesstions in high regard. At first, she never thought he actually cared for her, but subltly he made his intentions known more and more over the course of her stay with him. He had never been one to outright display emotions and she never expected him too. It was just the way he was. He never physically touched her except when they were making public appearances, even then it was merely letting her take his arm and lead her around meeting lords and ladies she never really cared about. But lately he had taken up a habit of whenever he left the Uchiha grounds he would place a white camellia on top of his pillow on their bed. It started off when he was away on a long trip that lasted over a month, and when he spotted the flower in a vase when he returned she had started to receive them frequently. These small gifts were not extravagent declarations of love, but small reasurrences that he would always return. And for Sakura, that was enough.