[archived] [Itachi & Sakura] ; untitled #1
Naruto
: Uchiha Itachi & Haruno Sakura
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She stands at the window and remembers watching him walk away.
How long are you staying? she had asked, so long ago.
Until the world is dark.
"Good morning, Sasuke-kun."
He looks up curiously, a little wary, a little hopeful. She comes sometimes as a nurse, and sometimes as a friend. He likes it better when she comes as a friend.
She holds something in her hands, and he struggles to sit up. "What is it?" he asks excitedly, wishing it wasn't wrapped.
Sakura smiles, and she sits in the chair by his bed. "They're pictures. Do you want to hear about Konoha's heroes, Sasuke-kun?"
"Did I know them?" Her stories usually have him in it, which he doesn't completely understand. He's too big in those pictures, like he was already grown.
But that's impossible, because he's still seven years old.
"Yes," she replies sadly. "You did."
"You're getting fat, nee-san," Sasuke says soberly, staring avidly at the apple in her hand.
Sakura slices them best. That old grandma Tsunade always cuts them too blocky, and he doesn't like to eat them like that.
"Am I?" she asks.
"Uh-huh. Is it because nii-san's baby eats too much?"
"I suppose that might be why." Her lips twitch with almost unbearable amusement. "Does that mean I should let you eat this all by yourself?"
"Well," Sasuke says with a great show of reluctance, "I suppose I'll have to. You don't want to get fat like Uncle Chouji."
She laughs, and he coyly scoots a little closer. If he gets close enough, she usually hugs him. He likes her hugs. They are warm and comfortable and they smell a little like his brother.
comments: Just a little something that kind of smashes a few things together. And to clarify, yes, Sasuke's a little kid again (with a little-kid mindset and his little-kid memories). I didn't want to write an actual story. This was just putting some ideas onto paper. Result is a rather confusing ficlet. La la la. I wanted to set an almost bittersweet tone, but Sakura is not angsting enough. Oh, well.
: Uchiha Itachi & Haruno Sakura
untitled #1
She stands at the window and remembers watching him walk away.
How long are you staying? she had asked, so long ago.
Until the world is dark.
"Good morning, Sasuke-kun."
He looks up curiously, a little wary, a little hopeful. She comes sometimes as a nurse, and sometimes as a friend. He likes it better when she comes as a friend.
She holds something in her hands, and he struggles to sit up. "What is it?" he asks excitedly, wishing it wasn't wrapped.
Sakura smiles, and she sits in the chair by his bed. "They're pictures. Do you want to hear about Konoha's heroes, Sasuke-kun?"
"Did I know them?" Her stories usually have him in it, which he doesn't completely understand. He's too big in those pictures, like he was already grown.
But that's impossible, because he's still seven years old.
"Yes," she replies sadly. "You did."
"You're getting fat, nee-san," Sasuke says soberly, staring avidly at the apple in her hand.
Sakura slices them best. That old grandma Tsunade always cuts them too blocky, and he doesn't like to eat them like that.
"Am I?" she asks.
"Uh-huh. Is it because nii-san's baby eats too much?"
"I suppose that might be why." Her lips twitch with almost unbearable amusement. "Does that mean I should let you eat this all by yourself?"
"Well," Sasuke says with a great show of reluctance, "I suppose I'll have to. You don't want to get fat like Uncle Chouji."
She laughs, and he coyly scoots a little closer. If he gets close enough, she usually hugs him. He likes her hugs. They are warm and comfortable and they smell a little like his brother.
comments: Just a little something that kind of smashes a few things together. And to clarify, yes, Sasuke's a little kid again (with a little-kid mindset and his little-kid memories). I didn't want to write an actual story. This was just putting some ideas onto paper. Result is a rather confusing ficlet. La la la. I wanted to set an almost bittersweet tone, but Sakura is not angsting enough. Oh, well.