this time around, he will be the one that will hug her tight

sasusaku

x.

I slid back my chair, and jolted from where I was seated. I stared at the monitor, I knew none of these should be considered true as of the moment, but...what did she mean she would...

"Disappear?"

I brought my arm to look at the two words written across it. Would this signify that she would disappear now? I took a glimpse on the time - past eleven in the midnight. And as if in trance of realisation, I reached forth to my calendar to flip it back on the month of July. It had been fifty days since we met, hadn't it?

Does this mean she has to leave now? She wouldn't leave me, would she?

Before I took control of my actions, I bolted out of my apartment. I didn't know why, how, or what led me to respond so carelessly after knowing something important - all I could be certain of was the fact that this could be the last day I'd see her. I felt my breathing became harsh, I was becoming agitated to whatever might happen to her.

How could I not? All she did was to imply about how she might disappear one day without my knowledge. Now, two worded clues suddenly appeared on my wrist... Just who, in the right mind, would feel at ease at that?

I dashed away to the sidewalk to where she lives - four kilometres away from my block, and for some reason I wished that I bought at least a bicycle for things like this. I didn't know there would comes a time that I would actually need one.

"Tch."

If this would really be her last day and...if she had known about this from the start, then why didn't she tell me? I didn't know it'd come to this. What was she planning?

Each seconds that passed had sent my mind to the things I shouldn't be thinking of. What was the point if dwelling to those - when the most important thing to me could be taken away from me in an instant? I felt my knees weakened, the ache on my chest tightened - I couldn't breathe anymore.

But that was not important!

I couldn't care less of myself now that I could already see her apartment few blocks away from here. I pushed myself to run forward, not wanting even the slightest of this chance to slip past me. I needed to know if she had disappeared.

I needed to know if she was okay.

I needed to see her.

I was breathing heavily when I reached her front yard. Everything sounded too quiet - I didn't like it. I turned the knob around to bust myself in. It was lock.

"Sakura." The back of my hand met the hard wood of her door.

When I received no answer, I continued. "Sakura." I half considered breaking the door but that idea was too stupid to even give myself into it. It might attract suspicion, and noise, and I might end up not knowing if she was still behind of that doors. The last thing I wanted to find myself into was to leave without knowing if she was okay.

"Sakura, open this door!"

The door flew open, and a very lethargic Sakura, who probably had gone out resting at this hour already, stood there - yawning, and seemingly...fine. "Sasuke-kun, what are you doing—"

Without having concrete thought as to what I've thrown myself into, I immediately pulled her into my arms. I buried my face into her hair, as she stood there rigidly; completely dumbfounded of what I've just done. I didn't let her go not until I feel my chest ease out again from all these things she'd caused me. I didn't think I'd be able to let her go anytime soon.

"Sasuke-kun," she mumbled against my shoulder. "What is wrong?"

I ignored her. "You seem okay." I breathed out.

"Sasuke-kun, you're...crushing me."

"I..." Not knowing of what words to say, I said the one that first came into my mind: "I miss you."

"We've just met yesterday."

I frowned, bit my lip and realised her words. "Don't leave me again."

And as if she somehow realised what I wanted to say; as if she somehow read through me, she remained calm against my flesh, and eventually, she pulled me close to her. "I won't, Sasuke-kun."

She never said anything more than just that, and somehow, it was enough for me.