Fragments of Us: (A Collection of Genin Sasusaku Drabbles)

by CherryPaws

Before they were legends, before they carried the weight of the world, they were just two kids navigating the chaos of being young shinobi. These are the fragments—tiny, scattered moments of stolen glances, quiet conversations, and emotions left unspoken. Some were frustrating, some were heartwarming, and some… changed everything. Because even in the smallest moments, something be

3. Almost

Dodging branches and jumping over roots, Sakura raced through the woods, her heart racing. Ahead of Sakura, kunai in hand, Sasuke was focused and sharp.

During the mission, they had been apart from Naruto, so only the two of them confronted the foe.

"Sasuke-kun!"

He abruptly halted, pulling her behind a tree and seizing her wrist. His hand covered her mouth, quietening her.

"Quiet," he said softly, his breath warm against her ear.

Sakura nodded, swallowing. His body was near, too near; his hold on her wrist remained.

For a second, just a second, it seemed like something else.

Then he released and the time was lost.