Fanfiction - Naruto - And If One Day
Title: And If One Day
Fandom/Universe: Naruto
Character(s): Naruto, Sakura
Rating: Teen
(...And everything is falling-falling-falling all around her...)
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And If One Day
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“Sakura...”
She’s standing alone on the hill. Standing alone, while he watches her from the bottom and he can hardly stand it.
Slowly, he makes his way up to her side.
“Sakura...” He whispers again, but she acts as if she cannot hear him. He takes her hand in his and she doesn’t protest.
“So it’s true then.”
Her words cut through him and he feels guilt wash over him.
“I’m sorry...Sakura.” He breathes, but she doesn’t answer - doesn’t even twitch. Her eyes are cold, dead. Her hand in his is like ice and every second attached to her fills him with unbearable pain. His Sakura - his flower is disappearing.
“He was supposed...We were supposed to save him...” Her voice cracks a little and he feels almost relieved. Emotion is good.
“Its my fault,” He says, taking the blame -wanting the blame. “I was supposed to bring him home - bring him back to you.”
She turns to him and his insides freeze. Her eyes are dull and useless, all the happiness has drained out of them and he’s desperately searching for some sign that this lifeles, souless creature could possibly be his Sakura.
“No, Naruto...We were supposed to do it together.” She turns away. “We were supposed to get strong enough to pull him back.” She laughs, but its a mockery of her real laugh. Naruto flinches. “I guess I wasn’t good enough. Even after all that training...I still wasn’t strong enough to bring Sasuke-kun home.”
She pulls her hands away from him and stares blankly at the slab beneath their feet. Just a stone with his name roughly carved into it. A lump of dirt on a useless hill. A laugh in the face of the entire Uchiha clan as if death by one of their own wasn’t enough.
“Sakura...” Naruto reaches out a hand, but stops himself.
“Itachi killed him. His own brother. Itachi. Killed. Sasuke-kun.” Her shoulders are shaking and there’s something in her voice that he doesn’t like. And then in a flash she throws a fist towards a nearby tree, nearly shattering the poor thing into a million splinters. She pulls back and laughs as her hand bleeds.
“Sakura!” Naruto cries out, and pulls her back against him. She’s holding tight to her bleeding hand and laughing through her tears. He wraps his arms around her and nuzzles his face into her soft hair. “Don’t...be stupid.”
And that’s a first. Since when has he been able to tell her that she’s the one being an idiot? It was always ‘Naruto, you fool’ or ‘you’re so dumb, Naruto’ but now Sasuke is dead and his whole world is spinning.
“Oh, Naruto...He’s really dead. My Sasuke-kun...is...gone.” And that’s when she finally breaks and allows herself to fall back against Naruto as she sobs. He pulls her tighter and she clings to him and their world is spiralling out of control and this isn’t how it was supposed to end. They were supposed to save him - bring him back. But all they’ve got now are their memories and a mound of dirt on a godforsaken hill and a ‘Sakura...thank-you’ except Naruto doesn’t even have that - doesn’t even have her. And he’s been SO GOOD to her and he loves her SO MUCH, but she’s a broken child and her true love is dead and Naruto can never ever win.
He feels tears of his own then - pouring down over his cheeks. He is a broken boy and she is a broken girl and what now?
“Sakura...” He moans, pressing his lips against her neck.
“Naruto...bring him...bring him back...I want him home...” She doesn’t know what she’s saying, doesn’t realize that she’s adding to the incredible guilt he already feels. And oh gawds how he wishes he could kiss her neck, hold her hand, love her like she’s never been loved before, but he just can’t. She’d never allow it.
Eventually the shaking begins to fade and the sobbing turns to quiet tears.
“Naruto...?” She breathes and he grunts in response. “Naruto...I have to go.”
“Sakura...” He growls. He will not allow her to leave.
“I have to kill Itachi, Naruto.”
“I know.” And then she’ll be gone to. Just like Sasuke. Why does everything good have to leave him? Why does he always have to end up back at square one?
There is silence.
“He’s going to kill you.”
She turns to him and her eyes are a little brighter. Something about having a goal gives her at least a little bit of hope.
“I know.”
He leans forward and catches her lips and he can feel her freeze, but she soon relaxes into his touch and even kisses him back - just a bit.
When they finally break away, he places a hand to her cheek and smiles at her. She smiles back, but it’s a broken smile and he doesn’t know how to fix it yet.
But he will learn.
“I’m going with you.”
She nods.
“I figured as much.”
Slowly the two get to their feet.
“Sakura...” Naruto begins suddenly. “Do you think that...maybe one day...we will...” He can’t bring himself to finish his sentence.
She slips her small hand into his and squeezes gently. And it isn’t the same, but that’s okay, because he wouldn’t want it to be. He wants Sakura in his own way. Not in the way that Sasuke had her.
She lays her head against his chest and grips the fabric of his shirt tightly in her hand. He places a hand on her back and rocks her softly back and forth.
“Maybe one day, Naruto...maybe.”
a/n: I wrote a NaruSaku. I WROTE A NARUSAKU. I'm on crack.
For serious.
Also, the title is vaguely based offa something Topanga said in Boy Meets World: “You do your thing and I do my thing. You are you and I am I. And, if, in the end, we end up together, it's beautiful.”
Also I guess really sappy Celine Dion music is my SasuSaku music of choice.
Whatevs.
Fandom/Universe: Naruto
Character(s): Naruto, Sakura
Rating: Teen
(...And everything is falling-falling-falling all around her...)
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And If One Day
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“Sakura...”
She’s standing alone on the hill. Standing alone, while he watches her from the bottom and he can hardly stand it.
Slowly, he makes his way up to her side.
“Sakura...” He whispers again, but she acts as if she cannot hear him. He takes her hand in his and she doesn’t protest.
“So it’s true then.”
Her words cut through him and he feels guilt wash over him.
“I’m sorry...Sakura.” He breathes, but she doesn’t answer - doesn’t even twitch. Her eyes are cold, dead. Her hand in his is like ice and every second attached to her fills him with unbearable pain. His Sakura - his flower is disappearing.
“He was supposed...We were supposed to save him...” Her voice cracks a little and he feels almost relieved. Emotion is good.
“Its my fault,” He says, taking the blame -wanting the blame. “I was supposed to bring him home - bring him back to you.”
She turns to him and his insides freeze. Her eyes are dull and useless, all the happiness has drained out of them and he’s desperately searching for some sign that this lifeles, souless creature could possibly be his Sakura.
“No, Naruto...We were supposed to do it together.” She turns away. “We were supposed to get strong enough to pull him back.” She laughs, but its a mockery of her real laugh. Naruto flinches. “I guess I wasn’t good enough. Even after all that training...I still wasn’t strong enough to bring Sasuke-kun home.”
She pulls her hands away from him and stares blankly at the slab beneath their feet. Just a stone with his name roughly carved into it. A lump of dirt on a useless hill. A laugh in the face of the entire Uchiha clan as if death by one of their own wasn’t enough.
“Sakura...” Naruto reaches out a hand, but stops himself.
“Itachi killed him. His own brother. Itachi. Killed. Sasuke-kun.” Her shoulders are shaking and there’s something in her voice that he doesn’t like. And then in a flash she throws a fist towards a nearby tree, nearly shattering the poor thing into a million splinters. She pulls back and laughs as her hand bleeds.
“Sakura!” Naruto cries out, and pulls her back against him. She’s holding tight to her bleeding hand and laughing through her tears. He wraps his arms around her and nuzzles his face into her soft hair. “Don’t...be stupid.”
And that’s a first. Since when has he been able to tell her that she’s the one being an idiot? It was always ‘Naruto, you fool’ or ‘you’re so dumb, Naruto’ but now Sasuke is dead and his whole world is spinning.
“Oh, Naruto...He’s really dead. My Sasuke-kun...is...gone.” And that’s when she finally breaks and allows herself to fall back against Naruto as she sobs. He pulls her tighter and she clings to him and their world is spiralling out of control and this isn’t how it was supposed to end. They were supposed to save him - bring him back. But all they’ve got now are their memories and a mound of dirt on a godforsaken hill and a ‘Sakura...thank-you’ except Naruto doesn’t even have that - doesn’t even have her. And he’s been SO GOOD to her and he loves her SO MUCH, but she’s a broken child and her true love is dead and Naruto can never ever win.
He feels tears of his own then - pouring down over his cheeks. He is a broken boy and she is a broken girl and what now?
“Sakura...” He moans, pressing his lips against her neck.
“Naruto...bring him...bring him back...I want him home...” She doesn’t know what she’s saying, doesn’t realize that she’s adding to the incredible guilt he already feels. And oh gawds how he wishes he could kiss her neck, hold her hand, love her like she’s never been loved before, but he just can’t. She’d never allow it.
Eventually the shaking begins to fade and the sobbing turns to quiet tears.
“Naruto...?” She breathes and he grunts in response. “Naruto...I have to go.”
“Sakura...” He growls. He will not allow her to leave.
“I have to kill Itachi, Naruto.”
“I know.” And then she’ll be gone to. Just like Sasuke. Why does everything good have to leave him? Why does he always have to end up back at square one?
There is silence.
“He’s going to kill you.”
She turns to him and her eyes are a little brighter. Something about having a goal gives her at least a little bit of hope.
“I know.”
He leans forward and catches her lips and he can feel her freeze, but she soon relaxes into his touch and even kisses him back - just a bit.
When they finally break away, he places a hand to her cheek and smiles at her. She smiles back, but it’s a broken smile and he doesn’t know how to fix it yet.
But he will learn.
“I’m going with you.”
She nods.
“I figured as much.”
Slowly the two get to their feet.
“Sakura...” Naruto begins suddenly. “Do you think that...maybe one day...we will...” He can’t bring himself to finish his sentence.
She slips her small hand into his and squeezes gently. And it isn’t the same, but that’s okay, because he wouldn’t want it to be. He wants Sakura in his own way. Not in the way that Sasuke had her.
She lays her head against his chest and grips the fabric of his shirt tightly in her hand. He places a hand on her back and rocks her softly back and forth.
“Maybe one day, Naruto...maybe.”
a/n: I wrote a NaruSaku. I WROTE A NARUSAKU. I'm on crack.
For serious.
Also, the title is vaguely based offa something Topanga said in Boy Meets World: “You do your thing and I do my thing. You are you and I am I. And, if, in the end, we end up together, it's beautiful.”
Also I guess really sappy Celine Dion music is my SasuSaku music of choice.
Whatevs.