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YEAH, DOWN THERE.

KEEP GOING.

JUST MAKING SURE I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION, YOU KNOW.

ANYWAY, THIS ONESHOT WAS INSPIRED BY: Don't make her wait for you, just because you know she will. –random quote thing, don't know how it came about.

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A/N: Okay. ^-^ Now that I know you have read the whole reason for this little number, I think I'll start writing it now. Enjoy! :D

IdonotneedatitlebecauseIamspecial,soyeah

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Sasuke wondered what it would be like if he were to actually return to Konoha now that his brother was dealt with. Because here in this fanfiction, he isn't a dumbass who doesn't seem to get the fact that everyone who helped plot against his clan is dead and gone, so he has no reason to be stupid anymore.

But that is beside the point.

He wondered if, after he was done with all of that stupid 'traitor's redemption' crap, if his team would still be around. You know, to be completely annoying and hug him and scream death threats in his face to make sure he wouldn't leave again. Not that death threats would be his reason for staying, but it would make them feel better. So he decided, maybe when he was done being the self proclaimed outcast, he would go back and find out for himself just exactly what his old friends were up to. His only friends.

((Three months later))

It's getting harder to stay away. The thought of being part of some sort of family again won't stop poking him in the brain, and screaming (What the hell is your problem?!) in the middle of the night when he can't sleep. It was suddenly weird, realizing all those 'not-supposed-to-be-there' soft spots were coming back, and there really wasn't a reason to freeze them over again. And sometimes, when he was dreaming, he would cry. Because under the Sasuke-shell-of-ultimate-cold he was still broken, still waiting to be fixed.

So he packed up his things one morning, and decided it was time to go back. And somehow, on his way across the never ending strip of land, it was all for one person. He'd found out early on that he needed someone to follow. No, forget that. He didn't follow anybody. More like…he needed someone to be his focus. He needed a focus to pull him, it was his driving force. As a little boy it was his mother, as a little ninja it was his brother, as a vengeful ninja it was his brother yet again, and now…and now. He hadn't really thought about it, but he didn't need to. His person, his driving force, and all those cliché little things like the ying to his yang and the hot to his cold and the light to his dark…she was waiting.

Just waiting, as devoted girls tended to do. And now that she was driving him somewhere, it didn't make sense that he had wasted all this time after his brother was gone just not doing anything. He wasn't built to do nothing. He had to do something, and while his person was waiting, he was pretty much doing nothing. That thought pushed him to go faster, take less time to sleep and more time to run. Because he had to be somewhere.

But common sense kicked in, and he decided it would be best to send a letter. You know, because after all these years he couldn't just waltz back into Konoha like he wanted to. That probably wouldn't earn him any brownie points, so he sent a messenger hawk and waited. Two days. But the response was worth it, because just guess who sent it.

Sasuke,

We'll be waiting for you at the gates tomorrow. Please don't do anything stupid.

Sakura

He rolled the paper and stuck it in his pocket, smoothing it down. He'd put it somewhere safe later, and maybe if he wasn't executed upon his return he could look at it years later and remember. So he collected his things and moved on, not willing to take it slow and draw out his impatience any longer. The sun had barely risen in the sky when he caught sight of the great gates of Konohagure, and something moved in his chest. Not a lot, but he noticed, and he brushed his hand across his beating heart, wondering. What changes would this bring him?

And then he was standing there, staring down the huge green doors open to the world. His sharp eyes caught the ninja positioned for his arrival, tense and defensive. The legendary traitor, the last Uchiha, coming home. Not that they considered him part of their home anymore, but nowhere else came to mind when he thought about it. Every good memory, every good feeling, no matter how few and far in between, were all here in Konoha.

But nothing really was worth thinking about anymore, once the real welcoming crew came into view. Kakashi, that weird boy Sai that took his place, Naruto, a few other ninja he knew as his fellow genin when he was still a ninja of the Leaf, and then…and then there was Sakura. He couldn't really look anywhere else. But he could tell everyone was tense, waiting for something to happen.

So maybe he should do something, because they were waiting for it. The way their eyes watched, he could feel the scrutiny. But the searching gaze of his former teammates, those were the only ones he really noticed. Sasuke completely unstrapped his katana, sheath and all, and dropped it. The huge twisted rope around his middle was the next to go, and then the rest of his weapons. But still, no one moved. He sighed.

"Oi, Naruto." Said ninja seemed to spring to life, his body tensed and shifted, conflicting. He was meant for action, not this agonizing wait.

"What?" His blue eyes were narrowed, hands balled up into hard fists.

"You still have my headband?" He rested a hand on his hip, smirking.

The ice breaker. There was suddenly a flurry of motion, from a numerous amount of people. He was being tackled to the ground by two people at once, and a group of Anbu had moved and removed his weapons from his immediate reach. Kakashi was now halfway between him and the gate, his face too covered to read from a distance.

"Bastard!" Naruto punched him in the face, and then was being pulled away by Sakura, who was yelling at the both of them.

Sasuke rubbed his cheek, already knowing it would bruise and swell. Dobe.

He remained on the ground, and then his closest people were upon him again, and he was getting hugged and hit and yelled at and shaken about, and he wondered how his ribs were standing such a beating. But then he was being dragged to his feet by Naruto, and more hugging and yelling ensued. He stood and took it all, watching from behind a semi-amused mask.

He looked down to the girl who was now shorter than both he and Naruto, and almost broke a small smile. His eyes softened just a bit at the happy glow she radiated. He couldn't believe how long she waited. He was determined to keep her this time, no matter what happened.

"Sasuke." Her bottle green eyes were glittering, and some little sadness inside them was wavering, not quite melting away.

"Hn."

"Welcome home." And she took his hand and pulled him back to the gate, his best friend walking beside her.

It wasn't just going to magically get better now, he knew. There was hell waiting for him, waiting to pay him back for his unfaithfulness to his village. But here was his girl, and she had waited all this time for him to come home, so instead of being the asshole he was accustomed to he would actually try to open up, just a little bit. Because what was the point in making her wait any longer, when all it took was a few words to make her smile? To make her happy? He wouldn't make her wait for him anymore, just because he could.

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Ehhhhh……^-^;

That sort of drabble like thing came out of nowhere. Didn't go anything like I thought it would…and the end just sort of…well. You know. Is there.

So yeah. But at least it's something!! And I know how so many people have all these emo, bitter, painful reunion things, and I just wanted something happy, you know? I mean, most of those stories end happy, but I'm going to be stubborn with my rainbows and butterflies, and Sasuke is going to come back on his own! Because he can!! And because this is my fanfiction! And it was hella hard to keep him from going too squishy!! XP

So review please. ^-^ I love you already. :D

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