A/N: I am so surprised at how well this story has been received! At first I thought it would just fail and hardly anyone would read it but oh my gosh! Thank you for giving this story a chance :')
It happened! It was the final call of unconditional cease fire from Germany. After all these years, Sakura had never felt so much relief flood into her system and never would she forget that moment when she had heard the news. The pink haired doctor had been tending to a countless amount of patients. Some of them so badly burned or shot that they were a lost cause to any other doctor in the hospital.
As she worked tirelessly on a burn victim, a nurse had run in, holding a radio in her hands. She had demanded everyone to be quiet as she turned up the volume on the radio. The operation room suddenly became eerily quiet as the only sounds heard were from Sakura demanding instruments and the voice that came from the radio.
President Harry Truman had made the announcement of Europe's Victory day, signally the end of World War II. At that, Sakura hastily patched up her patient, telling her nurses to close them and take care of them. Instantly, she walked out of the room and barely made it into her office where she fell to her knees, tears streaming from her beautiful green eyes.
It was finally over, the war, the bodies, the separation between her and her precious Sasuke. The not knowing of whether or not he was safe, whether or not he had been killed or wounded in action. Never had she felt so much weight lifted from her shoulders as she did in that exact moment.
As soon as she recovered from her bout of hysterics, Sakura climbed onto her chair and grabbed out her handheld mirror and makeup bag. Her mascara had run and now her face looked blotchy from the crying. No way was she going to allow any one in that hospital to see her loose her control like that.
As soon as her face was presentable and her victory rolls secured, she grabbed the rotary telephone. "Hello, operator? Yes, I need to make a call to Salzburg, Austria Mm-hm. Thank you." Then she began her wait. Sakura knew that this single phone call would cost her hundreds, but to hear his voice again was completely worth the money spent.
After twenty minutes, she was connected to an operator in Salzburg, then again to the third infantry division. As soon as she reached the company clerk. "Hello, I would like to speak with Captain Sasuke Uchiha, please. This is Sakura Haruno."
"Miss Haruno? Oh, the captain has spoken a lot about you, he would be glad to hear you called!" A smile spread across her face, surprised that he would talk about his German girlfriend. "Thank you, may I speak with him?"
There was a pause, one that caused her stomach to drop. "I-I'm sorry ma'am, but Captain Uchiha has been injured. He can't speak to any one." Injured! She just about dropped the phone at the word, panic and terror spreading through her system. "Injured.. how?" Her voice came out broken and very small.
"Would you like to speak with our company commander," the man asked. She barely got out a yes before she heard the sounds of call transferring. "Colonel Minato here."
"Hello Colonel. This is Sakura Haruno, your clerk tells me Sasuke has been injured?"
"Yes ma'am. I'm afraid he's incapacitated for the moment, but I could relay a message to him."
"N-no that's fine." Sakura paused for a moment and looked around her desk.
"Would it be possible if I were to visit him for a while?"
"Of course! You are welcome any time. Sasuke speaks so fondly of you, we would all love to meet you." A sad smile came to her lips.
"Thank you colonel. I shall arrive in a few days. Please don't tell Sasuke about this, he needs his rest."
"Yes ma'am. We look forward to seeing you." With that, she hung up the phone and instantly walked towards her bosses office. There was no way she was going to sit around her while he was injured in Austria. It would only take two days to get there and she needed some vacation time.
"Tsunade?" She heard the mumble of a drunk behind the door and rolled her eyes. Just like her boss to get wasted. "I'm wondering if I could have some vacation time." The blond woman waved her hand, motioning for her to get out of her office. "Yes, just leave me be." Sakura nodded then raced off to her office, grabbed her purse and began her journey to Austria.
Gun fire, yelling, blood and more gunfire. It was the last thing that Sasuke remembered before the searing pain that shot through his left shoulder. With their captain down, the troops had no choice but to retreat. As soon as they had gotten a medic, his skin had grown deathly pale, his left shoulder threatening to bleed out.
When the pain became too much for him to handle, Sasuke lost all consciousness. When he finally came to, he was in a comfortable cot in the hospital of their base. When the nurses came by, he found out he had been unconscious for more than a few days as they transferred from Munich to Salzburg. So there he was, lying on his back with nothing to do but read or write letters.
He didn't like feeling useless, but then again, with the war in Europe over, he supposed he didn't have much to do anyway. With a sigh, he placed his book down and looked to his sides, wanting to take a look at the other people around him. There weren't very many, since a lot of them had been patched up and sent home.
With a soft sigh, he closed his eyes and covered them with his arm, wanting to try to get some sort of sleep. He too would be sent home, if his stitches weren't healing faster than they were.
Sasuke was on the brink of sleep when a soft hand touched his arm. It must have been time for her bandages to be changed, but what he saw made his jaw drop. There she was, the love of his life sitting on his bed, leaning over him.
With eyes wide in shock, he watched her smile then come down to kiss him. With his one good arm, Sasuke wrapped it around her and pulled her tightly to him. Tears were shed and smiles were shared at the happy reunion. When they finally pulled back their eyes locked and Sakura smiled that gorgeous smile he had fallen in love with all those years ago.
"Hi," she breathed, causing him to pull her to him once more. "Wha... How did you... Why are you here?" For once, the captain was left speechless, hardly able to find his words. But it was an exception, it wasn't every day that he was this happy. Never in his life had he ever felt so much joy to have a certain person back in his arms.
"When the war was declared over, I instantly called here. Your commander said you had been injured so I came as soon as I could." She placed a hand on his cheek then looked to his bandages. "I'm so glad you aren't seriously hurt," she breathed and gave him a kiss on his forehead.
"How long are you here for," he asked, brushed her pink hair back.
With a shrug she answered. "As long as I am allowed. Colonel Minato said that I can stay as long as I would like. Well, until your company moves out and heads home." She was right. It was only a matter of time before they received ordered to bug out.
"I'm taking you home with me," he said. It was more than a command than a request, but what surprised him was that Sakura shook her head. "I need to wrap things up at the hospital before I do that. But you can come with me until I finish. It shouldn't take long."
Honestly, Sasuke didn't care where they were. All he wanted was to stay with her.
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As I looked at the third set of papers, I found myself going back and forth between each story. There was so much missing! The last one I read was 1938 and now this is six years later in 1944... what the hell happened between then? I couldn't tell if they had met up or got married or anything!
With a deep sigh, I laid the papers down to looked up at James. He had walked over to me and leaned over the desk, looking at the papers with me. "It doesn't make sense," I said, placed my head in my hand. "What doesn't," he asked.
"There is so much missing between each story, that I don't understand some of it. In the last one, Sasuke said he wanted to meet up with Sakura in Amsterdam, but theres nothing about it in here. So I don't know if it just didn't happen or if they aren't mentioning it. And how did he go from Southern England to Salzburg, Austria?"
James shrugged, not knowing exactly what he could say. "Well, I guess you just wont know unless you meet them." With that, he walked away and disappeared into the bathroom. With a sigh, I turned off the lamp and finished getting ready for our date we had planned for the night. Yet, I couldn't help but allow my mind to be so preoccupied with this couple.
I didn't know anything about them. I didn't know if they had finally gotten together, or he had died, or if they were even still alive. Just then, an idea came into my head. Maybe if I researched Sasuke, I could find some sort of information on him. He was part of a major battalion, so he must have an address somewhere.
But then what if he wasn't alive? Part of me wished both him and Sakura were, though I knew it was highly unlikely due to their ages. Maybe they had kids... With a sigh, I slipped into a slim black dress and put in the earrings I had set out for the night.
The research would just have to wait until after tonight. I had promised James it would be just the two of us, and no World War II couple. So with that, I pulled on my shoes, grabbed my purse and waited at the door for my husband,