Currently simping over Sasuke's POV in Sasuke Retsuden
The fingers that covered his eyelids, he knew that touch.
No, you idiot. She’s not here. He tried so hard to turn his head to look back, his body wasn’t strong enough for even that as he fell backwards. His body caught, caught by a body he knew and became accustomed to. “relax, Sasuke-kun.” Sakura’s voice.
Sakura was his family. No matter where he was that fact would never change. He’d never heard of such a thing as no longer being a family. Even when he held such strong emotions towards Itachi, he’d always be his family. No matter what happened in the shinobi world he’d always be ready to call him his brother.
For Sasuke, Sakura was family, his partner, the one he came home to. He didn’t need a blood connection; his feelings wouldn’t change because they can’t be near each other often.
“Yeah he’s faking it, he’s full of energy.”
As Sasuke said that, he felt a flurry of unusual feeling in his chest.
My wife should’ve still been in the building.
Sasuke reached out to touch Sakura's hand. I feel that Sakura’s fingertips, which been exposed to the open air and have become colder, are slightly thinner than those in my memory. So many moments I’ve surely missed out on, just by not being together with her.
Even if you didn't have a ring or we can't always be together, Sakura, you’re still my wife and family. I certainly think so, because I was taught by my best friend a long time ago. The most important thing is the bond. With mine and Sakura’s bond, distance didn’t matter. Even if we can’t see each other every day, you're an irreplaceable partner.
But, even though I think that, sometimes, from time to time, I still get unexpectedly lonely. Especially when I’m on a long-term mission and haven’t been back home for a long time.
I can't hear her voice when I want to hear it, you’re not by my side when I want to touch you. In such a situation, with the ring, when those near her could see our bond in physical form, maybe this feeling will become a little easier.
Standing next to Sakura laughing like this, is sincerely my only wish.
Her hands were Sasuke's pride. When she headed to work, I really loved when Sakura’s eyes would become serious without warning.
No matter how many times he searched with his sharingan, he couldn’t feel Sakura’s chakra. Not
being able to find Sakura drove him crazy, losing his presence in his mind. He wanted to blow the
wreckage aside to find her.
His fingertips felt familiar as Sasuke wiped the tears from her cheeks.
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