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She lay on a bed, unable to move, unable to think.
Sasuke left.
Naruto and the others went to retrieve him.
He promised to bring him back.
And they haven't returned yet.
She closed her eyes. Everything, everything she saw was like reminder of Sasuke for her.
The black cover of the book on her desk - raven black like Sasuke's hair.
The plate with sweets - Sasuke hated sweets.
Red flowerpot on the window sill - red like Sasuke's sharingan.
The daffodil in it - daffodil, like the one she brought him to the hospital.
Apple-shaped alarm clock - she brought him apples the day he fought with Naruto.
White blankets - white blankets fluttering in the wind on the hospital roof.
And every little reminder came with pain, a sharp, stabbing pain in her heart.
I love you so much, Sasuke, so please, stay with me!
She grabbed her head, grasping her hair tightly to the point where it hurt, as if it could ease the pain in her chest.
Thank you, Sakura.
She brought her fisted hands to her eyes, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to flow down her cheeks and drip from her jaw, staining her blankets, worse than blood.
I don't remember.
She sat up and started beating her duvet, bringing her fists down with crushing force.
We'd be happy, I swear!
Her legs ached as she pounded them along with the duvet, but she didn't care. The gush of wind from the open window brushed her naked neck softly, as Sasuke's breath did when he said his last words to her.
Thank you, Sakura.
Sasuke…
My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I hate a lot of things, and I don't particularly like anything.
She wished for it all to just go away, the memories of Sasuke, the pain, the tears, everything. She wished she could just lie down and die.
It's common courtesy to give your name before asking others for theirs.
Naruto, you're such a loser.
I am sure you noticed it before anyone else did, Sakura.
"Sakura."
Sakura, could you please step aside?
Sakura, let go of me.
Sakura, don't interfere.
"Sakura."
She rose her head.
Kakashi.
In her room, for once bothering to use the door.
"I've just heard."
Sakura bit her tongue. She felt like she couldn't utter a word.
He's gone, sensei. Gone. And I'm afraid it's for good.
"I will not pretend I know how you feel."
She stared at him blankly, tears raining down on her hands, on the sheets, everywhere. It was like lying in an ocean.
Thank you, sensei.
Just not soothing.
"I've brought you something."
He pulled out a cassette from his pocket.
"I don't say it will help."
She blinked.
"Maybe it will make it all worse."
It can't. Believe me.
"But it's all I have for you."
Not waiting for a reply he knew that won't come, he laid the cassette in the foot of her bed and walked away.
She didn't move for a long time.
Then she leant forward, snatching the cassette and laying back again.
She held it above her head.
It was black, like Sasuke's eyes.
It was rectangular, like the box of sweets Sakura brought him once.
Which he rejected, because he hated sweets.
There was a title stuck on one of its edges.
Team Seven, it read.
Non-existent Team Seven, she thought.
Former Team Seven.
Cursed Team Seven.
It was a thing of a past now, the fun they had, the danger which they faced side-by-side, the smiles they shared…
Damn you, Kakashi.
Damn you.
T_T T-T T_T
She didn't know how she ended up watching it.
All she knew was that her mother was beside her when she started and left the moment she began to cry again.
There were videos on the tape. Quick insights into the life of one team.
Team Seven.
There was picnic on a beautiful meadow, where Naruto challenged Sasuke to an eating contest and they ate all the food they had.
Kakashi filmed it all, Sasuke's challenging glare, Naruto's childish pout, Sakura's annoyed expression when both boys turned green.
There was a nice, comfy moment around a small, but bright fire, when the three gennin had to share one blanket… and Sakura ended up in the middle of a glaring contest.
Naruto and Sasuke sparring, filmed by Sakura, who was trying to get a close-up of Sasuke's face all the time.
Sakura sitting on a rail, eating a dango, smiling.
Naruto with a bump on his head, grinning as he stuck his tongue out at Kakashi.
Sasuke, appearing indifferent, but with the slightest hint of smile on his lips when Sakura rained insults on Naruto's head.
There was a knob forming in her throat, cutting out sobs along with breaths.
Naruto sleeping, snoring loudly.
The camera slid to the side and found Kakashi tucking in an exhausted Sakura with a fond expression.
He patted her head before leaving, placing a kiss into her hair.
Sasuke filmed that.
There was a close-up on Sakura's face, peaceful and cute when she slept, before the video ended.
A single tear weaved its way across Sakura's cheek reddened with crying.
And then…
Sasuke, sitting on a boulder, smiling.
Really smiling.
It was one of his rare, full-fledged smiles.
He wasn't looking at the one who filmed him, but somewhere else, pink and golden sunrise dancing on his skin and in his eyes, even emphasizing the smile.
It was a smile that would bring girls to knees if they saw it.
It was a smile Sakura prayed to see once.
It was a smile Sasuke never gave her.
She covered her face with her hands, just in the same time Sasuke mouthed few fond words secretly.
Words that would make Sakura's heart jump if she saw them.
But she didn't.
And she kept crying, crying for the guy she thought that never cared about anyone.
Crying for the guy who refused to cry.
Crying for the guy who was currently fleeing Konoha, hoping that he could gather enough hate and ice in his heart to freeze those tears, so he never had to spill them.
Sakura, Naruto… idiots. Be careful.