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[shannaroka]

HARUNO SAKURA DREAMS OF LOVE.      she sings its praises,      holding it across her shoulders like a honored badge.      all that is left is love.      sakura's heartbeat thuds, a caged organ to a body rotting, aching.      (anything to be with him. anything to be away from him.)     emerald eyes do not meet his, her head is so heavy : the weight of it all too much. why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?   this is no dream,      her chest tightens, in a twisted way (it's always shattered in front of sasuke but not like this. or maybe she didn't remember — maybe they're right, her own memories the product of her unreliable narration.    thud. against the tree. cut. as her hand holds her weapon like a lifeline.     ❛ i — what — 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.    ❜     the words come out rotten. sakura's choking on her own nerves,  

her heart clouding her mind,      green eyes lost.      he looks so tired. in her youth, she thought of him like light    —      so radiant it shone the darkest times.    she loved the light. the feeling of it across her pale skin, the backlight turning her pink hair so soft it became a beacon. she loved him like she loved the light, so much so that she dreamt of it. but dreams are scarcely reality — and no trick can hide the fact that it's over. she loved him. (she loves him. she loves him.) but she watched him die. if sakura closes her eyes, she's back there, watching sasuke suffer.     ❛  i saw you.    ❜    she’s confused,  betrayed.  vaguely distrustful. it's not him, it can't be. — she, she would know.    HARUNO SAKURA DREAMS OF SEEING HIM AGAIN.   but not like this.

@chidorike             ---       plotted.         

[seinjv]

" how did it feel? "

something she should not be asking sasuke, under any circumstances; and yet, a part of her realizes she needs to know. perhaps because it's the closest she'll ever be of understanding what orochimaru felt -- perhaps it'll be the closest she'll ever be of getting answers for questions left unsaid.

don't let it get to you, tsunade - said jiraiya, over and over and over -- it could've been me. or you.

that is what scared her the most, all this time. the notion that it could have been her, and not orochimaru, the one to let her grudge get too far.

" I know i mustn't ask... i can't ask. it'd be unfair to you, and the village. and i am still the fucking hokage, so i should not -- " fingers curl onto the railing of the balcony. you always did what you were told, tsunade. wonder when you'll do what you feel, " but i need to know. how did it feel ... leaving this all behind? taking justice for your own people ... taking justice against what you were taught to protect... i need to know. and i promise i will never ask again." @chidorike