A Sasuke x Sakura fic… For my dear reviewers of Remember the next chapter will be up next week… This is all for you!
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I Sleep Better
How he longed to hold her.
She slept not too far from him, snug and bundled up in her sleeping bag. Tresses of longish pink hair spilled out from her pillow and tickled her chin and neck. Her eyes were closed, long lashes curled at her cheeks.
The fire had burned itself out. They slept around it, forming an odd square with him facing her.
Moonlight fell from in between the canopies of leaves on the tress. He was thankful for the pale light. The moonshine lent a softer beauty to her features.
He sighed softly as his eyes stayed on her sleeping form.
She was beautiful.
There were more girls that were prettier than her and better. They boasted of intelligence, beauty, and position. And they were madly in love with him.
But his eyes couldn't see the beauty she possessed in any of them.
Her vivacity, warmth, wit and charm enchanted him. She had an unconscious grace that flowed smoothly around her being, giving an undetected shine to her character. There were times when she was clumsy but she still managed to look cute.
She also loved him.
It wasn't that that attracted him to her.
He didn't think it was real at first (many girls had done that as soon as they knew how to speak). He'd seen his share of rabid fan girls too. Maybe she was just another one.
But then they got together into the same team and in each day they spent, he began to know her a little better. The small simple things told him all he wanted to know.
Her feelings were sincere. She didn't love him for position, for wealth, or even for popularity. Her heart beats only for him as himself.
How she managed to see through his cold façade was beyond his comprehension.
But he was glad all the same.
He was still human, not the godlike boy everyone loved to adore. Had flaws, mistakes, and felt feelings. He was Uchiha Sasuke. He was himself.
She always extended her hand, waiting for him to take it. He wanted to, but he found no courage to do it. To reach out would mean weakness, need for another human being to stand with. And he couldn't… he was scared.
It was a confusing concept for his soul. He needed, wanted, and felt but when it is right before him, he denied it. It was a self-inflicted painful process where he couldn't satisfy his primal need for human love and it hurts her too. She still stood by him, giving him her heart and he tried to ignore it until the day it turns to dust.
Why did he have to do it anyway?
It would've been so easy to soothe his brokenness inside his arms. Why did he have to hide behind the cloak of shadows and sorrow?
She seemed to understand this painful process he always went thorough. It hurt her but she still stayed. If only to soothe his pain she would endure hers.
He was glad for her presence, for her rays of light. She was the embodiment of what he wanted and needed. Light, love, and life flowed through her being, shining towards the world and tapping his cold mask. He needed it so to melt his coldness.
Sir Kakashi would have told him he was in love.
And Sasuke could whole-heartedly agree… because what would be the explanation for this bittersweet connection between them?
The cycle continues and someday he will have the courage to stop it. The pain and shadows will fall away when he finally accepts her hand and her heart. He will keep it and her with him until the day he dies with the cherry blossoms.
He closed his eyes and let the silence seep through his mind.
The moonlight was scented with the fragrance of cherry blossoms.
And finally he fell asleep with her scent and smiles on his mind.
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071805; 11.53am
I missed writing Sasuke x Sakura. I promise to write something fluffier next time since obviously… this has a touch of angst.