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21st April, 10:07 am, An elevator shaft beneath the Sunset Reservoir.

Two bodies fell into the darkness, spiraling into the darkness below. Beneath them both, a falling flashlight left a trail of light in it's wake.

The larger of the bodies moved downward with incredible speed, one which could not be attributed to the force of gravity. but the second body was falling too fast to realise that.

Sasuke Uchiha grasped the falling pinkette's arm, his other hand burning against the cable as he slowed them to a stop.

Her hand was bleeding, though he could not inspect the full extent of the damage in pitch darkness, he felt the warm liquid trickling down her arm. He paused for a moment to catch his breath.

Of course, when he had first seen her fall out of the vent, his shock was unimaginable. His thoughts had been that he now had not only to get himself out of that mess, but to save this moron too. But she was important. So he had to save her as well, possibly making use of the situation to capture her.

However, now, with both of them within an inch of falling to their death, he was trying to dismiss the feeling that inclined him to believe that he would have risked himself to save her even if she was not of use to him. Naturally, that line of thought was very swiftly pushed to the far corner of his mind.

He pulled her up so that she was no longer dangling beneath him, and said through clenched teeth, "Hold on to me."

Realising the gravity of the situation, she did not argue, and instead obliged, wrapping her non injured arm firmly around his shoulder.

Now having one hand free, Sasuke brought it to his pocket, taking out a corrugated knife. If he could time it perfectly, he might just make it out of there with both of them alive.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Sakura screamed as he started sawing at the cable at a point beneath where his hand gripped it.

The cable snapped.

They shot upwards.

Technically, the elevator was operated on a pulley system, and by cutting the cable Sasuke had just cut the elevator's suspension. Now, while the elevator cannoned down to the ground on one end, they spiraled upwards towards the top of the elevator shaft.

"You're going to kill us. We'll crush against the upper ceiling. And there's no way we'd be able to escape from that. Even if the upper door was open, we'd never make the jump." Sakura hissed at him.

"A little trust would be appreciated? If I wanted to kill us, I had plenty of opportunity down there." he said sarcastically.

She glared at him and said, "You're insane." as their rapid conversation came to an end. The upper end of the elevator was fast approaching.

A matter of seconds before they crushed against the ceiling, Sasuke looked at the outer door of the elevator. On cue, it opened onto a deserted corridor. As expected. So his message had reached its intended destination. And his contact had made quick work of the task. In a split second, Sasuke moved once again with the same inhuman speed and precision, jumping through the door, and landed on the floor beyond, Sakura in his arms.

They had escaped.

It was over.

Sakura looked at him with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"H-how did you know that the door would be open?" she asked, shaken.

Sasuke didn't answer, and instead he took hold of her injured hand, not bothering to acknowledge the look of embarrassment and humility that crossed her face. Removing the makeshift bandage which she had wrapped around it, which was now soaked in blood, he tore a few strips of his own shirt and wrapped them tightly around her hand. The fool, as well intended as she may have been, had injured her hand quite harshly in an attempt to force the maintenance door of the elevator open.

Her phone buzzed several times, and Sasuke released her hand, contemplating whether it would be a good idea to capture her there and then.

She checked her messages, eyes once again widening in surprise as she read through what seemed to be a large number of messages.

She put down the phone and faced him, saying, "Well,...I've just informed my team that we are no longer in danger. I guess it would be wise for you to return to your company before that man realises that he didn't kill you like he planned to. But I'll be visiting your office tomorrow to finish a full report on what just happened."

So that meant that this was no longer an opportunity to take her captive without anyone knowing her whereabouts. He nodded at her and she turned around walking away from him.

Just as she reached the end of the corridor, she turned back her emerald eyes locking with his onyx ones for an instant, as though saying 'thank you'.

And then, slowly, her lips spread into a tantalizing smile.

It was the same as in his dream.

The exact same.

21st April, 2032, House of Sasuke Uchiha, time- 23:43.

Sasuke found himself at the same beach as before. Only this time, he seemed to be sprawled out on the sand. As though he had jumped from the cliff above, and now found himself on the black sand below.

It was no longer sunset, rather, twilight. The moon was nowhere to be seen, but the sky was coloured with myriads of stars.

There, among the calm, peaceful waves, she stood with her back turned to him. She was illuminated by the starry sky reflected by the sea. Ethereal.

She was surrounded with orbs of water, suspended in mid air, and circling around her. She was forming and controlling them, almost as though she were interacting with the water itself.

She laughed playfully as some of the orbs popped showering her in water.

He stood and approached her, almost in a trance.

She turned around and looked at him, her eyes filled with an expression he couldn't read.

Then, she gently took hold of his hand and pulled him off the sand into the water, as though asking him to join her. Her smile was tender, and her demeanor serene.

"It's beautiful tonight, is it not?" she asked, stopping to look up at the sky. Her voice was soft and melodic.

He looked at her, and asked, "Why are you here?" Why has my subconscious brought me here?

Her smile fell. The orbs of water suspended in the air burst spontaneously, and the sky itself seemed to dim in brightness.

"Don't you remember?"

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