Author's Note: This is the result of a 3AM need to write with no inspiration. Excuse the...cringe-ness.
Pairing: SasuSaku
Summary: Because all relationships begin with change: a change in routine, a change in feelings, or in their case, a change in character.
Dust and Sunlight
Work has been tough lately.
Sakura collapses into a bench on the side of the dusty road on her way home from work and releasing her strangle hold on her purse, lets it fall limply to its side. She sags into the bench with a putty-like weariness that makes her appear amorphous before she leans her head backward to rest against the back of the old wooden bench. Exhaling in a violent huff, she fights to bite back a primal scream of frustration, her eyes stinging with the promise of tears that never come.
Losing a patient is never easy, let alone three.
Sometimes, no matter what she does, it is never enough and Sakura thinks she should be used to it by now.
But she isn't.
And most days, she can pick herself back up again and brush off the dust but today is different. Today, a man will go home without his wife and children and Sakura cannot help but feel like a failure even though she has given it her best. Today, all Sakura wants to do is kick and scream in the dirt and decry life's unfairness to the heavens.
And just as she is ready to sob like a child, a shadow of a figure sits down beside her, his presence steady and unimposing. Minutes pass before he moves to say anything, not even meeting her inquisitive gaze, almost as if speaking to the wind.
"It'll be okay Sakura," the words are spoken with an almost calm assurance. Short and to the point, much like all of his other words.
And she looks over at him with incredulity, almost laughing at the absurdity of the situation. The last man on earth she thought would be offering her comfort was sitting with her, taking in the same fading sunlight, breathing in the dusty air, sitting on the same grimy bench; volunteering his laconic words and quiet company.
And Sakura isn't quite sure what it is, but the sunlight does seems a little bit brighter and the air a little bit clearer and she can't help but exhale with breathy amusement before replying softly.
"Thank you."
Here they begin.
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