Date: 4/23/13
Rating: T
Genre: Drama
Prompt: Sasuke enters the battlefield and Sakura looks up at him (kind of like the first reunion). They make eye contact.

Maybe she should read it.

Taking the letter out of her vest pocket, Sakura held her breath and placed her fingers near the seal. However, just as she was about to break it, Sakura suddenly changed her mind and threw the letter onto the table. Exhale.

Maybe she shouldn't.

Sakura stared down at the envelope, wrinkled from all the times she folded and refolded it back into her vest. Sakura huffed. She was being silly. She snatched it back into her hands, resolve on her face. But just like they had all the other times she tried, her fingers hesitated just before she could open it. "Come on, Sakura," she muttered to herself. "It's just a letter. You've read dozens of letters before."

But it didn't matter how many times she told herself this; she just couldn't do it. Sakura sighed and plopped herself down on a chair. Her thoughts drifted to the Iwa shinobi that gave it to her. She sighed. She wondered if he was still alive.

Sakura glanced at the letter and shook her head; she didn't want to think about that right now. It was a foolish thing for him to do, but, she did have to admit it was rather brave of him to give her the love letter. Doing something like that, confessing your feelings; it was frightening. Sakura looked down at the letter sadly; she would know.

That's it, she told herself. She was going to brave. She was going to—

"Sakura-san!" a shinobi exclaimed as he suddenly burst into the medical tent, "You're needed outside immediately!"

Quickly, Sakura shoved the unopened letter back into her vest pocket and asked what was the matter. However, the shinobi simply said that she had to follow him, leaving Sakura no other choice. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach. Someone had to be seriously injured. Why else would they call her outside? Who could it be? Sakura wondered, fear creeping up her spine.

But it wasn't until she reached the crowd of ninja that Sakura felt it. She froze; her breath hitched. And before she realized what she was doing she found herself pushing through the crowd frantically, ignoring the irritated voices of the ninja around her. Impossible. It can't be. But … I can feel it.

In just a few minutes, Sakura finally reached the front of the crowd. She looked left and right, but she saw no one. Could she have been mistaken? Sakura was about to ask the person next to her what was going on when it hit her.

They were looking up.

Slowly, Sakura forced her eyes to follow the direction where everyone was looking. Her eyes widened. Her heart stopped. She couldn't even gasp. S-Sasuke-kun?

He was looking at her, maybe the whole time. What was he doing here? Sakura knew she should have been afraid, but for reasons she couldn't comprehend, she wasn't. There was something in his eyes, something that told her he wasn't the same man that tried to kill her, the man she tried to kill.

"Ah," he finally said, the corners of his mouth turning upward in a smirk, "Sakura."