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And Leave Love Bleeding In My Hands [Closed; COMPLETE]

Oct 11, 2009 02:10

Names: Sasuke Uchiha, Sakura Haruno
Location: Top of Astronomy Tower
Time: Sunset
Week: Mid-Late 42
Rating: PG

( what did you expect to find? was it something you left behind? )

❧sasuke uchiha, sakura haruno

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battle_in_bloom October 11 2009, 06:43:05 UTC

She doesn't tell anyone where she's going.

It's not that she's ashamed, she just--

No. Sakura steps on that thought almost immediately, picks it up and strangles it. She is ashamed, and she's not going to lie to herself about it. She doesn't want to do this, but she needs to, and she hates it. There's silence as she climbs the steps to the top of the Astronomy Tower, broken only by her quiet footsteps and her own inner voice berating her.

She opens the door, and shuts it quietly behind her with a click that should be more climactic for what she's just done. She leans against it and folds her arms - not hugging herself, as she might have done before, but something else. Something stronger. She might have taken comfort from that, but she's already reconciled herself to the fact that she's given in. She'll deal with that later.

And so, Sakura waits.

impassive_eyes October 11 2009, 07:04:26 UTC

Sasuke doesn't hear the click, and doesn't realize that Sakura is there for another minute or so, time enough for him to turn away from the sun and see her leaning against the door with the slight breeze stirring her hair and the sunset light staining it with gold.

He honestly hadn't thought she'd come.

"S-Sakura," he stammers. It isn't the cold up here that caused the name to catch on his tongue, no--it's the trembling. Sasuke hasn't slept in a day and a half--since he'd answered that woman's owl--and it shows in the dark bruiselines under his eyes, in the trembling of his fingers and the occasional unnecessarily deep breath. Not a yawn. More like he's bracing himself for something.

The letter crinkles in his hand as it clenches, unclenches, clenches.

battle_in_bloom October 11 2009, 09:34:02 UTC

He looks awful, she thinks, and ignores the itching in her fingers that makes her want to reach out and hold him. They clench against her upper arm instead, nails biting into the bare skin. It's getting colder; she should start wearing longer sleeves.

"Don't sound so surprised," she says, and her voice is hard. Not biting, or cold, or malicious. Just hard. Whether it's directed at him or herself is another story, and one she's not sure she wants to read.

She watches him shake, and blunt nails dig deeper; they've just started growing back from when she'd chewed them off, waiting for him to wake up. "...You look awful," she sighs, because he does, and it's not like there's anything else for her to say.

impassive_eyes October 11 2009, 21:20:10 UTC

Sasuke runs a trembling hand through his hair, gripping the roots in his fingers. He laughs shakily. "I probably do," he admits. "It's been..."

Hell. It's been Hell.

He smooths the letter and folds it, shoving it back inside his robes. It's been enchanted for his eyes only, anyway. Besides, that would defeat the whole point anyway, wouldn't it? The reason he asked Sakura to come.

He has to get this out of him, this truth. It's stuck somewhere inside him, gripping his ribs and rattling them like prison bars, seizing up and kicking in his throat.

That he...

They...

That Itachi was...

Sasuke opens his mouth and nothing comes out.

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