Title: Cry Me Goodbye
Author's Note: To seetheworld, yes! Formaldehyde is used as a disinfectant as well as a temporary preservation technique for the dead. Also, A Dash of Formaldehyde is from a song by Panic! At the Disco. Symbolism is in abundance!
Pairings: Take a guess, any guess.
Disclaimer: At this point, would you even believe me if I said I did?
/When I'm gone, will you cry?\
Sakura frowned at Sasuke's retreating back, hands clenching tightly as the world became blurry.
I...won't...
Cold eyes. He doesn't care. He doesn't care. "I have my life. I don't need another to worry about."
I won't.
"I hate you."
He didn't even hesitate. "No you don't, Sakura."
I have no reason--
"I'm leaving."
"Then go."
A pause. "Cry for me, Sakura."
To cry.
...I won't!
"Sakura?"
Naruto's voice, light and questioning, reached her ears and she jumped. Looking over at her blond teammate, she forced a smile.
"Yeah, Naruto?"
"Are you okay?" Sakura's eyes shifted, smile fading.
"Of course. Why do you ask?"
Naruto reached out a tanned hand, gently tapping her face. "You're crying."
A/N: Taken from a story I wanted to do, but ended up slicing into drabbles. Hope you liked!