Prompt #4: Seraphim
She had watched from afar as he burned.
He burned dark flames that lazily licked the dusky sky. He covered himself in a raging fire as he watched the beast burn in his flames. Not for the first time, she thought of a fearsome angel from hell.
Because really, Uchiha Sasuke had no place in heaven. His flames beckoned from the depths of the dark to consume what was born from the dark.
That is why the wind next to him, the resilient, knuckle-headed wind, pushed him, synchronising perfectly as the heavens blew sharp gusts to wipe the dark.
That is where Haruno Sakura fit in the puzzle. Caught between the heavens and hell, she was the living.
