Title: Edge
Rating: K+ for the feeling of it being EMO!
Summary: It was raining because something had to for the both of them.

Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto… but I know someone who CLAIMS they do…

Prompt 7- 'Fix You'

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This song is friggin' depressing.

Yet Sakura did not hit the skip button on her iPod to keep Chris Martin from singing Fix You lyrics into her ears.

She stared down below her, watching as the first droplets of rain met the soil, slowly turning it into muddy slush.

Maybe I should rethink this, she mentally thought, chewing on her lip. Do I really want to be swimming in a pool of my own blood AND mud combined?

'When you feel so tired but you can't sleep…'

With wavering determination, Sakura quickly thought up of her list of why she was here in the first place.

I'm not girl enough, I'm not curvy enough. My hands are too small and I always, ALWAYS smell like strawberries it's even annoying ME. My feet point in opposite directions whenever I stop walking, and the only color on me are from the zillions of blood cells that have permanently exploded on my cheeks in an act to give life to my face.

That, and the PINK hair I have. Who in the hell has pink hair? My eyes are too wide and shiny I look like I could pass as an anime character. My nose is too small. My wrists, too bony. I have the intelligence of a high-classed ANBU black Ops captain and yet have zero fashion sense that even Rock Lee makes me look bad.

She shivered.

The rain was picking up now as an umbrella came into view. It said, "Sakura, what are you doing up there?"

'…tears come streaming down your face…'

I'm not even crying, it's the rain. She wiped hair strands from her eyes.

"Sasuke, leave," Sakura demanded, digging in her heels on as much of the quickly melting ground as she could. The last thing she wanted to do was slip headfirst and brain herself when trying to look intimidating. The fall alone was not enough to kill her, of course. She was barely 10 feet up off the ground. This was merely for show. It was not, however, entertaining Sasuke in the slightest.

"Get down from there, you're going to catch a cold," Sasuke muttered, not intimidated in the least.

"NO! Now go away!"

"Childish." Sasuke sighed. His girlfriend was at it again. Every now and then Sakura felt like killing herself. So what else was new? She didn't think the world viewed her as a 'treat' as Ino put it. Ino was the epitome of beauty, while Sakura was…

Sasuke shook his head, sending tiny droplets of water flying. No, he didn't want to think about it. Sakura was beautiful to him. In fact, the word beautiful didn't do her justice. She was everything he would want in someone. She was strong and fierce. Determined and smart. And yet, every now and then, he knew personally how soft and warm and wet she was when they were alone.

He, Sasuke Uchiha, knew he could have any girl of his choice. Instead, he chose to be with HER. Why she couldn't see that was all but a mystery to him.

'High up above or down below…'

Sasuke had grown quiet. Probably deciding his attempts weren't worth the effort. Sakura snuck a quick look at him only to see him starring back. She opened her mouth to say something, but he beat her to it by saying, "…"

Sakura blinked. "Come again?"

"…you'refine."

"Speak up, Sasuke, the rain is picking up making it impossible for me to hear you."

"I said you're fine."

"Uh…" Sakura blushed. She knew how deep her feelings ran for Sasuke. What she wished was to know how deep his ran for hers. Guess she now had her answer.

Without a moment's hesitation, Sakura jumped. But not to her 'untimely' death. But into the arms of the one person she knew she cared (and cared about her in return) most.

They were both soaking wet, the umbrella lay on the soggy ground, forgotten when Sasuke dropped it in favor for Sakura. Because, she realized, Sasuke will always choose her over a dingy umbrella any day. He would choose her ten times over any supermodel or hot babe that try to through herself at him. And Sakura liked it.

'…tears stream…down your face…'

She stared at him wordlessly, and he at her. The rain getting into their eyes but both refused to acknowledge it. She might not have been the prettiest or the richest or the flashiest. She was, however, the one who shared Sasuke's bedside at night. The one who he came to after work. The one who could always make him lose his mind by the mere sound of her voice and her touch.

Hopefully, he thought, she realized just how much she really did mean to him, how much he needed in her life.

"Let's go home," Sakura said, burrowing her face into his neck. Sasuke grunted and together they stalked off towards home.

'Lights will guide you home…and I will try to fix you…'

"Sakura?"

"Hmm?"

"No more Coldplay for you. This stuff depresses you more than Naruto's singing."

"Ok, Sasuke-kun. Whatever you say."

Thank you