I Do Not Own Naruto

Surrendering

Sakura worked well into the late of the night as she tried to decipher this poison and it's ever evolving DNA. Sighing she sat back as she rubbed her eyes. A hot drink was placed on the table and she looked up to who had given it, dual colored eyes, she sighed.

"I really don't have the energy to deal with you," she sighed.

"Hn," he grunted but he pulled up a stool beside her then and she rested her head on her arms as she stared at the table and let her eyes close then as she just took deep soothing breaths.

"Why are you here, Sasuke?" she asked.

"Why'd you stop writing me?" he demanded and she turned her head to peek at his profile. He didn't look at her though as he stared over her.

"I didn't stop writing you," she countered. She had slowed in writing, but how the hell were you supposed to write someone who never actually wrote you back. Sasuke had never cared and she knew it as she sat up again and rubbed her temples. "You never wrote me. And why the hell would you care? Don't you have another girl; Karin or something?"

Yes, she could remember the redhead who had traveled with him and followed him around like a loyal puppy. Sakura had once been that girl, but despite loving him to the point of physically paining herself, she was no longer that star struck child who would proclaim her love of Sasuke. Kami, did love ever suck! She glared at Sasuke with sleepy eyes then.

"No, and I wrote," he countered.

"Sasuke, you answered questions I asked you; Naruto got more detailed letters about what you were doing. You don't care about me, and that's fine; it'd just be really nice if you could just cut me out so I could save myself from this delusion that just maybe I'll be good enough for you one day and I could move on with my miserable life," she finally admitted and her head fell back to stare at the ceiling. "I'm just going to let go now, you don't have to deal with me anymore, just go home and get your next mission. I'm going to finish my work here in Suna and then I'm just going to figure out what to do next. And Sasuke, it'd be really nice if you could just tell me it's never going to happen so I can let go."

She looked back at him then and he said nothing as they sat there.

"And you clearly can't even be so kind as to help me out to let go," she sighed. "You know what I don't care, I'm going to bed, you do whatever you want."

Sakura stood on her unsteady legs and moved to move past him when a strong hand caught her arm.

"Let me go Sasuke," she ordered in a tired breath as she closed her eyes and despised herself for loving the simple touch he was giving her at the moment.

"No," he finally answered her after a moment of trying to process her plea.

"And why not? You don't even like me, Sasuke; just let me go!" she snapped as she spun around with her fist and hit his chest weakly. He didn't let her go, instead he pulled her into him as he wrapped her up and he heard her sob as she went slack in his arm and against his chest.

How the hell had he bungled this up so badly?

Sasuke didn't know, but he could tell that perhaps this time he had hurt her a little too deeply and he would need to actually try to speak to her about what was going on between them.

"I do not dislike you Sakura," he informed her softly. "I like you far more than the dobe, and I do not even tolerate Karin except when she is of use for a mission. I did not mean to hurt you, Sakura, I never know what to write to you about."

"Do not lie to me Uchiha!" she hissed between her sobs. "I do not deserve that!" she sobbed.

"I am not lying," he assured her.

"Yeah, right, and I'm going to wake up tomorrow and be the Hokage," she said weakly. He sighed as he knew now just how much damage he had done to her as he held her tightly to him and she cried into his shoulder.

"Sakura, I am sorry things have gotten to this," he murmured and she said nothing to him as she was slack in his arm and against his chest.

"Just admit you don't care and we'll be fine," she hissed and he sighed.

"I can't say what you want," he murmured and then he pressed his lips to the top of her head and tightened his hold on her. "Because it isn't true."

"Why isn't the truth true?" she demanded but he heard her voice waver as she clung to him and he held her close.

"Because Sakura, I care, I care very, very much I just do not know how to tell you," Sasuke finally admitted to her weakly. She didn't respond as she pressed herself closely and he slowly loosened his grip so she could look up to him then.

"Are you being honest?" she asked softly.

"Aa," he nodded and she finally pulled away from him as she looked at him with a wet face. How often did he make her cry? Unintentionally or intentionally?

"Prove it," she demanded in a cold voice. He didn't know what she was expecting from him but he decided to go off of instincts this time. He released her as he then moved to tilt her head back and looked at those earnest jade eyes. She didn't move away from him, and then he moved, his mouth was on hers' softly and she gasped in shock. Sasuke watched as her eyes fluttered shut and she leaned into him then.

That's all for now folks!

Enjoy Only Tears! =)