Pairing: Sasuke/Sakura
Prompt: purple
Genre: angst
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Sasuke's lines taken from the English translation of the anime.
Avenger
Because how can one avenge a precious person when the enemy is oneself?
He was thirteen-years-old again, and the blackness was overriding his senses. He pulled himself up away from the ground, eyes burning with the sharingan, skin screaming as the purple flames of this dark, foreign chakra swirled about him.
"Sakura," he said, low, harsh and dangerous. "Who did that to you?
But suddenly, he was no longer thirteen. His eyes were bleeding, robes billowing, and there was a katana in his hand, swathed in lightening, and Sakura had transformed from a bloodied, beaten mess of a child to a bloodied, broken shell of a woman.
He heard his voice, bewildered and hollow, tainted with desperation and urgency to destroy, to maim, to avengeas he repeated the question.
Sakura, say it! Who the hell hurt you?
She looked through him, seeing yet unseeing his gaze, and the tragedy of her hollow eyes shot through him, and spoke for her.
You did.