Blood Bride

It can't be real

Something has happened. I sit up in my bed and something does not feel right. For a second I feel a twinge of some long forgotten emotion…for a second…then, like all of my feelings…it passes. But still…I cannot get to sleep. It may seem odd to you that I am trying to sleep in the day but it is safer than at night, plus at night I am usually doing my job. I toss and turn over and over again, trying to let sleep take it hold over me, but at the back of my brain there is something…some deep dark feeling of mine that I long ago pushed to the back of my brain, some horrible and dark fear that I had a nightmare about on more than one occasion. I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach and in the back of my brain that is screaming in the pitch black and trying, trying to get me to remember…but I can't. A feeling that feels like the distant feeling that used to be annoyance makes me get up; I walk to my window and look out.

Suddenly I grip the window frame, my vision goes white and I get what I think is called…a vision. A series of pictures flash over my eyes. One…only one causes me to at least narrow my eyes. I swallow, what is this sudden feeling that has come over me, it is old and forgotten just like the rest of them. It is…

Fear.

I blink; it has been a while since I even acknowledged feelings. What I am scared off…really does chill me to the bone. I roll my eyes and mentally hit myself…what am I doing? If that had happened I would already know. I go back over to my bed pushing the bad feeling away with all the rest of my memories and feelings. I lay down my hands behind my head and close my eyes.

BLOOD.

My eyes snap open. Every time I blink it is all I see, it has to mean something. I screw them tight shut trying to make it go away and turn over.

Ripped dress, covered in blood. A pale figure lays, her pink hair slightly dyed red by the blood. Her green eyes open, they had lost all there sparkle. Instead they were dull, dull and…and dead. Suddenly she twitched.

"Sasuke."

The word haunt me and I don't even know why, I sat up my head in my hands. I don't even care about her…I don't care! A voice whispers in the back of my head

"You keep telling yourself that."

Something makes me angry and I hit the wall, creating a large hole. It can't be real…can it?

The church door stood open, his figure in the doorway and the sunset behind him. He had his hand on the door frame, his face emotional as always, his eyes scanned the room. The pews were framing her figure at the end of the aisle. The white dress stained with enough blood for a transfusion. He swallowed. No…this wasn't hard for him. How could it be? She'd come close to death so many times before…maybe it was just…just the face that she might actually be…he shook his head. He began the walk down the aisle, his eyes cast down and unblinking, walking past the sleeping figures of all these people. She seemed to be so far away as he walked towards her, his footsteps echoing in the silence. He stood over her blood soaked figure for a moment. Her eyes were closed. Unlike in his vision.

He bent down on one knee and looked at her. She looked like…did he dare think it? Did he dare? The truth was he didn't dare. He wouldn't let himself become emotionally attached to someone who he'd taken so long to forget. His cold hand brushed her arm and her eyes slowly opened. He felt his heat skip a beat but did not show this. She was shocked and continued to stare at him for a moment.

"Sakura." He said quietly without blinking he looked into those eyes...she swallowed

"Sasuke…" he sighed deeply, her chakra was dying out…the worst thing was…he could feel it.

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