The wind blew gently, leaves rustled around them. Breeze from the river soaked their faces.
Sakura's voice echoed pleasantly in his head. The quiet morning girl filled with laughter and conversation as they waited for Naruto and Kakashi.
Her hands occasionally gently rubbed against Sasuke's fingers, causing him to feel a small tingling sensation. He did not move his hands away, longing for her to touch him again.
The questions she answered herself gave him encouragement. He didn't have to speak, but he could listen. Sasuke loved Sakura's stories about life.
Scent of vanilla and strawberries mingled in the air, invading Sasuke's nostrils. The wonderful fragrance captivated his senses.
Short hair testified to a new, more confident version of the girl Sasuke admired.
Everything about her was beautiful in its own way.
And as life will give him a chance, he would like to spend the rest of his life right next to her.