5
Chocolate
"Sasuke, is something wrong?"
"No."
"But, Sasuke…"
"I'm alright, Sakura."
The girl sighed, stepping back from her teammate, who sat on the windowsill, staring out at the crimson sunset.
"You… know that if… anything happened to you…" Sakura was blushing now. "You can tell me."
He turned to her finally, glaring. "Why should I?"
The blush deepened. "Because that's what friends are for."
He looked back at the sky. "I don't need friends."
Sakura looked as if he just slapped her. "Okay. Bye, Sasuke."
He heard the door thud as she left.
He let his head drop, a pained expression flowing over his face.
T_T T-T T_T
Sakura stood next to the door, leaning against the wall, fighting back tears.
Why?
Why, every time she – every time anyone tried to help him, he shoved them away?
She turned, leaning her forehead against the wall.
Why, Sasuke?
And then she heard it.
Muffled sobs.
Behind the wall.
Sasuke was crying.
Not really thinking about what she's doing, she opened the door and ran to him.
He sat hunched on the same place where she left him, hugging his knees, face buried in them.
His whole body was quaking.
She ran to him and hugged him.
"Sasuke," she muttered, her own tears spilling to her cheeks.
He tensed, though his sobs didn't stop.
"I… am here for you," she continued, stroking his hair as he she held him close to her chest. "Don't worry."
"Go away, Sakura," he said weakly.
She held him even tighter.
"Go away, Sakura," he repeated, struggling against her grip.
He freed himself, and looked up into her watery eyes with his own, equally wet, red from crying.
"Go. Away. Sakura," he said threateningly.
Tears streamed down her face. "Why, Sasuke?" she moaned.
He looked away from her. "Just go away."
She held her hands close to her chest, as if hugging the air. "You don't have to be alone."
She saw him close his eyes. "Just get out already," he said harshly, turning his back to her. "You're so annoying."
She gave him one last look before leaving.
T_T T-T T_T
Sakura woke up.
It was beautiful morning, far too beautiful for her liking.
She sighed, seeing all the balled-up tissues on her bed.
She cried whole last night.
She got up, gathering up the mess from her bed and throwing it into a trash can.
Sighing, she turned, looking out of the window at the cloudless, endlessly cerulean sky.
There was something on the window sill.
She walked up to the window and opened it, picking up the little packet behind it.
Curiously, she ripped the pink wrapping.
There was a chocolate, and a note.
Setting the chocolate aside, she took the note and read it.
I am sorry, Sakura. Thank you.
Sasuke
Biting her lip, she took the chocolate, snapping a slab off, putting it into her mouth.
It was sweet, but bitter as well.
She smiled, feeling her eyes water again.
Like Sasuke.