A bird without its wing should be shot, so they say.

But isn't that the same as a lover separated from it's true love?

Incomplete.

One seen her life in unsettling dreams leaving desires so deep she didn't knew where possible. No one giving her names only chores and meditations every day, every month filling every useless year of her youth.

The other who has went through hell and back to save her was put into a disgusting excuse of a Special Unit where everyday they prayed to god to be forgiven and their survival during an impossible mission. The knowledge of all the lives and families he destroyed gave him sleepless nights and it those nights he could only stare at the beauty that was so close…but yet so far away from his touch. Now at less then four feet they are separated by the one and only grey haired woman who from both had earned great respect.

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The old woman knew it would come to this, but the shock would be to big, the girl could end up traumatized. Something she wasn't planning on letting happen after working with the girl for god knows how long, or was she? It was true it was his right to get his soul mate back, the girl she knew he fought for so long. She felt a strong wave of jalousie, no one ever did the same for her when she was young and now old and crinkled there was no time left to retrieve her soul mate for he must have married years ago to his mistress. Fighting her feelings she sighed and looked into the young man's eyes who where filled with pain but above all love and desire.

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Everyone had turned silence. Chiyo-sama had jumped between the two who looked like long lost lovers even Raya couldn't ignore the passion suffocating the air. He now knew the girl his friend always yelled for on his sickbed when nurses would try to tend some fatal wounds, the name that would echo through the hospital halls. It was this girl where he would sacrifice his life for over and over. Haruno Sakura, the pink haired beauty with the most beautiful jade eyes he even seen. The girl that struck his eyes was the girl of his best friend and the one of the best commanders within the SSUF. This was fcked up.

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His hand reached out to her; even if Chiyo-sama would stay there he would be reunited with her this night. "Sakura…" The girl behind the old woman started crying hearing her name. With a defeated look Chiyo knew she couldn't protect the girl from love, it was time.

Strolling past the SSUF commander she patted his shoulder lightly and made a notion the party would be continued in another garden of the mansion.

Although it was their right for privacy no one voluntarily left the garden. Everyone was struck by the love that swirled around those two. Until Gaara's sand made a thick wall, pushing everyone through the heavy wooden gates. With a great noise the massive door closed.

The two where left alone in the breath-taking garden. Both hadn't moved, they just stared at each other. Blossom danced around the couple and the wind blew half of the candles out giving the place an exquisite touch.

"Sa…uke-kun?" She whispered softly in her melodious voice. It flew so natural coming from her Sasuke could barley keep himself from crushing into her arms, luckily for him she stepped forward. With some hesitation and shyness she took his hand that was slowly embraced. Closing her eyes to memories the touch she felt a little tug making her fall into his chest. Her fingers now tangled in his leaded her hand over his face. Beginning on his forehead he lead her fingers over his eyebrow, closing his eyes in the meanwhile he let go. Her soft fingertips, now discovering his face on their own, ran over his eyelids down his perfect nose and with a sigh ended on his lips.

"Saku-.." Her shaking hand touching his lips silenced him. "Don't" She looked down at their hands tangled like moments ago but this time by her action.

Sasuke was surprised when Sakura did exactly what he did with her, leading his hand over her face he saw her closing her eyes. Slowly he traced down her featured but he didn't stop by her lips, tracing down her chin he forced her to look up, slowly opening her eyes she felt the pain that overshadowed his eyes. His hand tenderly stroked a tear from her cheek. "Don't cry for me." He swallowed deeply, receiving a forced tearing smile back her. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her, always had and now she was his and his alone, for ever.

She was hugged into a tight embracement, her chin pressed against his chest, his head buried in the crook of her neck.

A sad sound filled the air. Their crying hearts were puzzling each other together. The pain from years ago would slowly disappear and they would make new cheerful memories to remember.

Softly pulling away she looked into his eyes. His eyes red from the silent cry she had felt on her skin. He looked back at her, tears were still rolling out of her eyes and with a tender hand he whipped them from her face. Embracing each other he finally was able to say the words found himself incapable to say years ago.

Pulling her close to himself he sighed and opened his mouth.

She was pulled closer to him; unconscious she knew what he was about to say. Smiling through her tears her heart jumped when his breath tickled her earlobe. Sighing his charming voice formed the words she knew took great effort and pain for him to say.

"I love you."

"I know you do." She smiled before the goose bumps of his touch invade her skin. Giggling from the touch she's silenced by his soft lips and later his tongue asks for permission, which she gives without any doubt in her mind.

Embracing his neck she slowly pulls him into the mansion. With kisses, moans and gasp for air they finally bump into the room Sakura was ordered to clean. Together they looked amazed at the room that was filled with a bed almost as big as the room itself and surrounded by Sakura petals and candles. Smiling both Sasuke picks his dearest up and carries her bridal style through the room. Zigzag through around the candles he finally reach the immense bed. Laying her tenderly on the silk he smiles at her smiling for that is waiting for him to join her in paradise. Cocking an eyebrow he walks back to the door and closes it.

From the outside the sound of a turning key is followed by a sweet giggle and not much later moans are reaching the moon.

Faraway, where no ninja ever set foot stands a rocking chair rocking back and forth. Seated in, an old widow tells the children, her grandchildren, seated in the grass an important lesson. The lesson about true love. Rocking back and forth with her eyes closed she begins her story with strong words. Her words are, though harsh and painful, silently memorized in her young grandchildren brains so they will never forget. Every child listen on their own way, the blond hyperactive boy reminds her faraway of someone dear to her unfortunately her memory has left her with some black spots still. The oldest and heir of the hidden family name blessed with features recognizable of her husband always makes her smile with his black Mohawk haircut. With the smile, she looks up to the sky finishing her story.

The children bow deeply in front of their grandmother that is kind enough to learn them every day again about important matters of life.

Telling them dinner is served in the main house they all happily run down the green hill.

After she re-bided her pink mixed gray hair into the long braid she silently whips away a lonely tear.

A sweet laugh is taken by the wind. Silently being carried on its wings it flies to the sky to satisfy the true love that left this world long ago.

"No one in this family will ever turn their backs on true love anymore. Our family will become bigger and stronger. When little Sasu is strong, my dear, the Uchiha's will again be the strongest clan in the Fire, just like you promised your parents long ago."

The End.

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Author notes and introduction of my new story Santé d'espriton the next page.