An Optimistic Love
Chapter-1
I must live. I have to live. I can't die. I don't want to die. Not yet.
Promises are worse than lies. They bring you sky high one moment and throw you down in another. I swore to myself that I'd save him. I will. That's why I still believe that I'd somehow come out of this alive. Yes, I need to live. For him.
I'm oblivious to everything that's around me except for the faint noise I hear in the distance. I can sense the thick hot blood rush from my head and my skin turning paler. It's funny because I know the damage of this injury will cost my life. After all, I know basic medical ninjutsu yet a part of me refuses to acknowledge this. Because I need to see him. I need to tell him.
I can feel faint white lights hitting my eyes and a pink haired female pushing me all along whispering words of comfort. I guess I'm smiling. I'm happy to see her though I literally can't see her. As something cold and wet hits my face, I picture people crying over my dead body."Saku..ra" I mumble. With all the strength left in my body, I whimper "Tell Sai. Tell him. Tell".
In a fleeting moment I could see bits and pieces of my life floating around me. The very first mission with Shikamaru and Chouji at the outskirts of Konoha. Chunin exams. Asuma sensei's last words.
And most of all, Sai's deep laughter. Like a river washing over the stones. His jet black hair that sways along with the breeze. His moonlit frame that shines during darkness. His strong arms that hold me steady. His calloused hands that cups my face. The way my name sounds when he splits each syllable. His serious look when he draws on a canvas.
As I leave out my last breath, the smell of paper and ink lingers around me encasing me into a land of void.
A/N: I like the idea of SaiIno with angst. They are lovely together. Drop in a review if you read this, it means a lot to me.