The Opening Of The Heart
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A/N: "She belongs to fairytales that I could never be" –Trading Yesterday
Disclaimer: I love to say yes, but no.
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"Hey Ino."
"Saki! Oh my god, I missed you so much!"
Sakura smiled at the voice of her best friend on the other line, "I missed you too Ino, how've you been?"
"Are you seriously asking? Horrible without you—Life was seriously meaningless."
"Ah c'mon, I'm sure it wasn't that boring."
Yamanaka Ino rolled her eyes, "I don't exaggerate—"
"Oh yeah sure."
"Okay, okay fine—but just a little!"
Sakura sighed then laughed quietly, "How's Shikamaru?"
The line went silent and Sakura wondered if she should have said anything at all.
"…Ino?"
Ino breathed, "We broke up."
"Oh my god—" Sakura gasped and her eyes widened, "I'm so sorry Ino, I had no idea…how?"
"This bitch called Temari—New kid, Cool hair. But so out of my league!"
"I bet, I mean you're totally gorgeous!" Sakura smiled, "—guys. You just can never understand them…"
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Flashback
"Deidara-kun…"
He was quiet.
Sakura sighed, "Please don't give me the silent treatment. I hate it when you do that."
"Sakura, you know that I love you right?" he grunted.
The pink haired girl rolled her eyes in doubt and nodded slowly. "I…guess so."
He leaned in, dangerously too close. "You know that—" he looked at her intently, "I'll do whatever for you, right?"
Sakura gulped then nodded, feeling the warmth of his breath tickling her heart.
He sighed then ran his fingers through her young pink locks.
"Just remember that, okay?"
End of flashback
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"Hello, Saki?"
Ino's voice snapped Sakura back to reality and she shook her head, realizing she had just spaced out. "Um. Sorry Ino, but I—I have to go now yeah?"
"Oh, alright then. Drinks today?"
"Sure, I'll try to make it."
Ino smiled, "You better—I've missed you. Talk to you later!"
"Bye," Sakura hung up. She crawled into her bed, holding on to the bed sheets too tightly that it turned her knuckles bone-white. A sweat rolled down her temples and she shivered, the tears in the rim of her eyes began to pour silently—
When exactly had her life turned out so wrong?
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Uzumaki Naruto sat on the hood of his car while Sasuke leaned against it, sipping on their bottle of plain vodka. The sun glared down and the heat bit through their skin, which made Naruto squint when he looked up to the sky.
"I heard that Sakura's back?" Naruto asked suddenly in the quiet.
Sasuke nodded and sipped more alcohol that burnt down his throat.
"Is she…alright?"
The raven-haired boy turned to look at his friend and raised a quizzical eyebrow. "You still like her?"
"No no!" Naruto shook his head vigorously and grinned, "I was, just wondering. Haven't seen her in a while, how is she?"
Sasuke shrugged, "Normal I guess."
"She looks sort of…depressed. It's just really unusual of her, she's usually so cheerful…"
Sasuke stared into the distance and watched as the cherry blossom trees danced in the wind. "I wonder why." He muttered.
Naruto nodded silently and looked at his half-empty alcohol, chucking it into the bushes somewhere.
"Oi teme, where do you wanna go next?" Naruto asked.
Sasuke was quiet for a moment until he faced his friend. "Just send me home, dobe. I've got something to do." He said.
Naruto nodded and jumped down, starting the car before driving off the abandoned parking lot to the Uchiha's residency. The world had never seemed so empty to the both of them.
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Life was unfair to Yamanaka Ino. She had lost her lazily handsome boyfriend. It was unfair, when all she did was trying her best to keep both relationship and friendship together. If that—what's her name—hadn't just magically appeared out of nowhere in her life then her relationship was for her to keep and no one else's.
That didn't matter as much though, what she worried most was losing her best friend—
She could feel Haruno Sakura slowly slipping away from her fingers.
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"Sasuke-kun!"
Sasuke walked towards the kitchen where his mother was.
Mikoto turned around and smiled at her son, Sasuke could see the fine lines visible on her face. "Can you do me a favor, please?" she asked.
Sasuke nodded, "you look tired, what's wrong?" he looked around the messy kitchen where vegetable pieces, sliced fish, herbs and spices and a boiling pot all cluttered on the counter.
She shook her head, "some of your father's friends are coming over—"
Sasuke scoffed.
"Be nice Sasuke-kun, I know that you and your father don't really get along and—"
"We don't exactly meet eye-to-eye either, mother." He muttered dryly.
Mikoto sighed, "just do me a favor—Please Sasuke-kun?"
Sasuke grunted but complied. "What is it?"
"I need you to return this," she handed him a blender, "—to the Haruno's. Can you?"
"Okay."
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The wind was blowing harsh against his skin and he battled against it down a few blocks. He pressed on the doorbell regardless of his hair being a dark mess all over him at the moment. He waited for someone to answer and pressed it again when there was no response for the past five minutes. He thought of walking away, telling his mother that no one was home when he heard music somewhere in the heart of the house. Sasuke stood back and looked up at Haruno Sakura's room window and wondered if she was at home to begin with.
Sasuke knocked on the door, "Is anyone there?"
But there was no answer.
He knocked again when he realized that the door was unlocked. Sasuke looked at it weirdly, but walked inside while slowly eyeing the empty living room and walkway. It was dark, too dark for daylight.
Sasuke called out again, "Is anyone here?" but received no reply.
The door closed behind him, the wind had blown against it, which left him no choice but to remove his shoes and enter the almost silent (there was still music upstairs) house. The dining table stood at the centre of the living room and he placed the blender on there.
Suddenly the urge to see Haruno Sakura came to him, and he wondered what she was doing upstairs.
He walked up, calling from time to time to see if anyone was home, feeling that his manners were completely significant when it came to entering people's houses without permission. But the door was unlocked and the wind had shut the door before him, so it wasn't technically his doing.
Sasuke stood before, what he assumed to be, Sakura's bedroom door and heard the smashing guitar chords and the deafening beat of drums blasting through her stereo. He would have knocked had the door not been left slightly ajar, which he pushed and peeked in the unusually dark room.
"Sakura?" he called, but all he heard were soft sobs coming from a corner.
His hand searched for a switch and as he switched it on, he saw the pink haired girl soaked in tears—
And blood.
"Holy shit—" Sasuke cursed and ran to her aid, "what the fuck do you think you're doing?" he shouted and eyed the thin blade in her hand that glistened in red.
Sakura stared at him, wide-eyed. How had he entered? Had her mother forgotten to lock the door again?
She pushed at him, "Leave me the fuck alone!" she screeched and held her bloody arm close to her chest, where the red soaked into her shirt.
"Bitch, are you fucking mad?" he hissed under his breath and snatched the blade away from her, tossing it far away. "I'm taking you to the hospital—"
"No—no, please don't!" she begged, kneeling on her own puddle of blood.
"Sakura you're going to fucking die!" he bellowed which made her wince slightly.
She started to cry and buried her face in her palms, "let me. Please, just leave me here alone—"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes at her, "No." he hissed and carried her in his arms, "I'm taking you to the hospital, whether you like it or not, Sakura." He snarled.
She would have protested, but the pain had already made it to her head and she felt herself drown into the darkness.
"Sasuke," she breathed, her eyes struggling to open, "—let me die."
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Hours, it'd been hours since Sasuke had been in the waiting room —while in reality, it were mere minutes—and his heart thudded anxiously against his chest. What was that girl thinking, cutting herself across the wrist? Was she fucking out of her mind?
The doctor approached the raven-haired boy, "Uchiha Sasuke?"
Sasuke turned around, slightly startled then nodded. "Yes. That's me."
"I believe that you brought in Miss Haruno Sakura, am I wrong?"
He shook his head.
"She has regained consciousness now if you wish to see her." The doctor smiled and excused himself.
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Flashback
She ran across the empty streets to the boy who was waiting for her on the other side. The sun was drowning in the horizon, which cooled the summer's temperature.
"Deidara-kun!" she called out and panted, "—you wanted to see me?"
He gave that breathtaking half-crooked smile. "I've got a surprise for you Saki."
She blushed and smiled, "and what would that be?"
"I'm going to have to show you."
So he took her hand in his and nuzzled her neck, "close your eyes okay?"
Sakura nodded, loving the surprise already, whatever it was. They walked a few miles down—what felt like—a never-ending street. Soon enough Sakura could hear the crashing sound of waves and soft sighing whispers of the tide.
Deidara took his hands away from Sakura's eyes and whispered, "You can look now."
When Sakura opened her eyes she felt her heart leap. By the bone-white beach was the beautifully sapphire-colored ocean, set against the purple sky. No one was there but the both of them and when her eyes trailed further down the sand she saw the picnic mat, two lighted-candles, a basket of—what looked like—expensive wine, and another basket of food.
Deidara smiled, "do you like it?"
She squealed and jumped on him, "I love it, Deidara-kun!"
"Good," he kissed her and carried her in his arms to the small picnic, "—this took me a while to plan."
And together in the overwhelming summer breeze, they spent their night away in a world perfect for two.
End of flashback
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Sasuke walked into the room and closed the door behind him.
He looked at the pale Sakura lying on the bed with bandages around her arm, "What were you thinking, Sakura?"
She didn't answer and looked away from him.
"Sakura."
"Why the fuck do you care?" she retorted.
Sasuke looked at her with no emotion, "So what, I was expected to leave you bleeding to death?" he stated sardonically.
"Yes!" she replied angrily.
He narrowed his eyes in anger, "that's really fucked up Sakura."
"It's my life and I could do whatever I want with it—"
"But taking it away is a completely different thing." He stared intently at her, "what the fuck is your problem?"
Sakura blinked at him, "what are you talking about?"
"Your problem, Haruno." He stared intently at her eyes, "you used to be the smartest kid in our school. You were a straight-A student who—how it had seemed to me at the time—would never involve yourself in house parties, let alone get involved in drugs or get wasted on alcohol." His eyes averted to her wrapped arm, "but ever since last summer—you've been acting all different."
Sakura looked away, "It's none of your business Sasuke."
"I never said it was." He muttered dryly.
"Then don't bother asking." She turned to look at him, "—you have no idea about anything. You don't even know me to be judging me like that—"
"Even when you're trying to kill yourself?" he hissed.
"Yes." She narrowed her eyes, "because not even that fucking blade could compare to the pain that I'm feeling inside."
Sasuke was somehow mildly surprised by her words and stood quietly with his hands shoved in his pockets. Whatever it was, Haruno Sakura was going through something painful—and he had seen that pain in her eyes when she had begged him to die.
He just wondered how that something could be so bad.
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A/N: Reviews, please!! :D