Title: She Was the Cherry Blossom
Author: Anorexia
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Uchiha Sasuke x Haruno Sakura
Theme: #11 - Gardenia
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
She was the Cherry Blossom. The Japanese described the Cherry Blossom as the most beloved, short blooming times, and fragile. She didn't believe she was beloved, but her times to show the others how strong she truly was were short and her soul was a highly fragile one for a Kunoichi. The Chinese though described the Cherry Blossom as the symbol of feminine dominance, female beauty and sexuality. She was less then dominate and she was still blooming when it came to her beauty, being in her early teens she knew it would be several more years before she was finished. In Japan, the Cherry Blossom was the flower of Wisteria, in China it was April. Here in Konoha, it was March.
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"Sasuke, what do you think of this flower?" Sakura held a small and frail white flower by her face and beamed proudly.
"Hn..."
"It's the Gardenia...rare and they only bloom around this time of the year," she explained as she touched the tip of one of the petals with her fingernails. "The Gardenia stands for 'secret love' isn't that romantic?"
"Hn..." He didn't pay much attention to the flower, they highly bored him and they were more of a girl thing to enjoy anyway.
She sniffed the flower and closed her eyes from it's sweet scent. A smile crept upon her face when she pulled it away and pushed it closer to his. "It smells sweet, Sasuke. Just take a quick smell!"
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He was the Yew. She knew little information about this flower, but it's known to be the meaning of sorrow. Sorrow was only one word to describe him. Since the extinction of the Uchiha Clan so many years ago, Sasuke was overcome with that emotion which mixed up with anger. To this day, both of the emotions dominated his body and a simple look in his eyes showed how much sorrow the teen had suffered, was suffering, and was going to suffer in the future.
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"No...," he backed his body away from the flower and gave a small look of disgust. Flowers were not his thing, and she will ill to see that.
She frowned and placed her free hand on her hip. "Sasuke, it's just a flower."
"I don't care," he snapped as he backed up a bit more away from her and finally was far enough that his body was pressed against a class case full of the Gardenia; the flower he was trying to back away from. When he turned his head to see how far Sakura was from him, she was face to face with him. Still beaming, with the tiny Gardenia in her hand. Her eyes pleaded with him for a moment before he sunk in. She had him cornered, escaping from this Kunoichi was hard.
Slowly, he leaned in to smell the flower she was determined to make him smell. Without thinking, she did the same and their noses touched. From shock, they both pulled up their heads and were lip-locked without realizing it. Her heart fluttered as they kissed, the Gardenia was the flower of secret love...was he finally going to confess to her, she wondered. He, on the other hand, was full of blood-rush and embarrassment from this act.
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Their love was like the Gardenia. A secret love that was most likely never to be shared from the other side. He knew it that she was in love with him and she would do anything for him. She told him the day he left that she loved him so much and that without him there it was the same as being alone. He doubted that she was telling the truth, so many girls had confessed their love to him, and it was possibly just another way to get his attention. He never said that he loved her back nor did he decline her. A simple 'you're annoying' was his answer and she was never going to know that he secretly loved her to. Admitting to this one-sided love would only cause a uproar, a conflict, and possibly a death. It was better from his point of view, if he never told her that he loved her back.
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They both pulled away with the same shocked look on their faces. A large crimson blush that matched her dress formed on her face and a light tinge cross on his.
"S-sorry," she stuttered out as she pulled away, dropping the Gardenia to the floor.
"Uh..." he too backed away slightly. When he was a fair distance he picked up the Gardenia and gave it back to her, turning his head to the side just to be safe. "Here..." He returned it to her and tried to ignore the feeling that pounded throughout his body as she took the flower back from him. He loved her too, but it was going to be a secret for many years to come.
Author's note - So far, this has been the most fun to write. (I thought it was going to be really easy to do, but this took me forever to come up with! How embarrassing!)
Thank you for reading.