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[heavenandearthdance]

Prompt: Naruto leaves for war. 

Note:This style is very different from what I usually use. This one is disorganized but not really.

‘He will come back. It was his promise. He never broke a promise.’ was a mantra she recites over and over, while day by day she waits; her omnipresent hope lies before her, unrelenting in its belief.

Every day, the despair slowly creeps in. It is news blackout; no phone calls, no letters, no newspaper articles and no radio announcements; her anxious heart recites the lines she had long ago engraved onto her soul: ‘He will come back. It was his promise. He never broke a promise.’

The war ends. Soldier after soldier comes back to once dreary homes. Neighbors celebrate. Friends rejoice. But dutifully on that wooden chair by the front porch she remains, every day, just like any other day, whilst her fragile heart thundered. ‘He will come back. It was his promise. He never broke a promise.’

One year turns two and two turns three. Her desolate spirit doesn’t expect but doesn’t lose hope either. On the chair by the front porch she still sits like the past years.

but not alone. Anymore.

‘Will dad return? What does he look like? Will he really fulfill his promise?’ her three year old son’s questions cut a path of tears from her eyes to her chin, the salty liquid soon falling in torrents.

‘Shina, He will return. He looks like you. He will fulfill his promise,’ Sakura replies but doesn’t believe her own words anymore.

[heavenandearthdance]

Prompt: Naruto and Sakura look at a photo album.

A red album with yellow swirls all over the cover was on the table. Sakura, who sat beside Naruto on the couch, asked permission before reaching for and opening it.

There was an abundance of photos of the original team seven members on the first page. Sakura pointed to one of her favorites, a picture where she stood in front of a beaming Kakashi and between her two bickering teammates.

“Hey look at this one. You and Sasuke-kun looked like you’re about to fight each other.”

“He called me dead-last seconds before that picture was taken.”

Sakura knew their ‘fights’ weren’t serious and somehow she missed those carefree days when she would just sit under a tree waiting for their teacher to arrive while the two bicker endlessly. It feels as if it were only yesterday that it happened.

She turned another page. On the  second one were pictures after Sasuke left Konoha. She pointed to the New Year photo taken years ago. Naruto was in his blue yukata while she was in her pink kimono, her hair tied upwards by a fancy ornament.

“Naruto, this is the first time we went to the festival and watch the fireworks together right? I could still recall how beautiful they were,”

“I remember we even got separated before the fireworks viewing but thankfully, we found each other.”

They beamed at the picture. Sakura turned to the third page. This time, there were lots of photos of Naruto with various people. Naruto with Iruka, Naruto with Kakashi,with Tsunade, with Shikamaru, with Sai, with Yamato and others who became an important part of his life.

A few pages later and Naruto and Sakura reached the middle where majority of the photos were mostly of them in different places-at the park, at the shrine, near the Hokage office, in the hospital, at the Ramen Stand and in Naruto’s apartment. There was also a picture of them with Kizashi and Mebuki and one of Sasuke when he finally returned to Konoha. While looking at the different photos, the pair reminisced and talked about their precious moments together.

However, in the last few pages, everything changed. The people, who Naruto used to be with, were no longer there. There were only pictures of Hinata and him together with their children in different places. It was as if she took the place of everything and everyone in Naruto’s life and erased them from existence.

Sakura reached the last page and pointed to the couple’s wedding picture. “Hinata looks so beautiful and happy here,” 

“She is.”

She glanced at the family picture with Boruto and Himawari beside it. “Your kids are so cute,”

“Not only that.They are also sweet."

There were no more pages left. Sakura closed the album and put it back on the table.

“Naruto, I think It is just fair that I show you our family pictures too when you visit the house sometime,”

“Sure.” There was no enthusiasm in his voice. Sakura detected it right away but wisely chose not to say anything.

“You know what? I plan to buy a new album because Salad is growing up and I need to take more pictures of her, Sasuke and our family,”

“That’s a good idea. Hinata just bought a new one the other day for us. Same reason”

Silence resided in the room and for a long time no one said anything. Both of them were preoccupied with one and the same thought.

In the future, they will have little to no more spaces in each other’s family album.

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Prompt: Sakura unwillingly attends a ball and ends up confronting Naruto.

Note: In this drabble, I explored Sakura's character. She isn't the type to let Naruto take advantage of her so this is what I think her reaction will be if it were true that Naruto played with her feelings. I couldn't see her just accepting things as they are.

As part of the tradition, one of the richest and most influential men in the country hosted a ball. It was held at the biggest hall in the city and the guest list consisted of almost 500 single men and women from households of varying riches.

Haruno Sakura was among the guests but she couldn’t find it in her heart to enjoy the event. Eyes glued to the marbled flooring, she stood near the wall, arms folded in front of her chest. She wished for time to move faster so she could finally go back to the comforts of their home and seek refuge from the pile of unread books in her room.

The prospect of having her nose buried under a good book with the familiar and soothing smell of the old pages permeating her nostrils was a thousand times better than being stuck in the grand hall with unfamiliar faces. The grandeur of the place itself from the marbled flooring,elaborate architecture, long, winding staircase and elegant curtains did nothing to ease her dampened spirits. She wanted to be as far away from theplace as possible. That way, she could be at ease and she wouldn’t run the risk of seeing the person she wanted to avoid the most.

“Sakura. I want to talk to you,”

At the sound of the familiar voice, she sighed inwardly. Looks like fate wasn't on her side after all. She looked up to meet Naruto's blue eye.

The blond extended his bent elbow to her, hoping that she'd take it.

Gritting her teeth and trying to be as civilized as possible, she tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow and let him lead her outside the hall to a garden full of flowers. The once loud, booming music dwindled until all that was left of it was a dull tune. When they reached the middle of the garden Sakura forcefully pulled her hand back and turned to him with angry eyes.

“We have nothing to talk about. You made your choice Remember? I was a fool to trust you. I thought you will fight for me but you lost your backbone because of pity. One look from a crying woman who had loved you for years and you decided to say yes to an arrange marriage and leave me. We're over,”

She made a move to turn around and leave but Naruto held by the wrist before she could even do so.

“Run away with me,”

“What?” sudden, irrepressible shock registered in her features and she struggled to find any sign that he was kidding. There was none. The resolve in his eyes was unmistakable.

Sadly, her trust for him was completely gone. It would be foolish to give him another chance. She knew it would hurt them both but she would rather die before she could even let him take advantage of her feelings again.

He grasped both of her shoulders with two hands. “I was wrong. Completely wrong,”

“How does that help us now? I don’t see the point,”

“We could leave this place and start over,”

“You’re already engaged,”

“And I love you,”

Her hands shook with suppressed anger and before she could stop herself, her hand flew up to slap him on the face.

“I hate people who lie to themselves,” she said, using his own words to refer to his earlier betrayal.

Back then, she had been willing  to break conventions and run away with him, willing to say no to a marriage of convenience with Sasuke Uchiha, the youngest son of one of the richest household in the city, just to be with him.

Her mistake made her wiser. She would no longer be swayed by her love for him.

Naruto ignored the pain on his cheek. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug in a last attempt to change her mind but her hands remained at the sides. When he pulled back to peer into green eyes, all he saw was indifference. Pain assaulted and ripped his heart apart at the lack of reaction. Unwillingly, he released her and took a step back.

Without another word, she turned and left him standing alone at the middle of the garden. 

Naruto knew he had lost her forever when she never looked back.

[heavenandearthdance]

Prompt: Bolt adores Sakura.

Note: I followed the anime and used the color green for the medical ninjutsu chakra. This drabble is based on the observation of fellow narusaku shippers that Bolt looks like Sakura. This prompt is dedicated to fantasywithin on Tumblr :-)

Lately, Bolt had been quiet. The lack of news about him playing pranks and wreaking havoc around Konoha greatly puzzled Naruto for he knew of his son's restless nature very well. He thought about the different possibilities that might have contributed to the sudden change and he came to the conclusion that something or someone had been keeping his son occupied enough for him to stop being one of the troublemakers in the village.

He found the answer two days later. Shikamaru informed him that Bolt had been visiting the Uchiha household thrice a week after school. Ever since he started doing that, his behavior greatly improved.

Curiousity seized Naruto and he found himself standing in front of the said household on the same day he got the information only to find it locked. He tried going to the hospital and, as luck would have it, He found who he was looking for.

The nurse led him to the open door of Sakura's office. When he entered, he saw Sakura and his own son standing around a square table where a whimpering puppy lay on its side on top of an opened scroll. He was in time to see Bolt place his two hands just above the small creature. His gaze on the puppy never wavered as green chakra started glow around his hands.

Naruto watched him with widened eyes and bated breath. So the reason why his son had been in good spirits lately was that he was learning medical ninjutsu from Sakura. The revelation brought a multitude of emotions within him. It was disheartening to entertain the idea that both he and Hinata had been so disconnected with their own child that he didn't deem it important to tell them about the things he'd been learning and involved with. The reality was a bitter pill so hard to swallow.

He watched as his son continued gathering chakra on his palms. If he were successful, the puppy's small wound will heal and said creature will be up in a matter of minutes, back to its sound state of health.

Sad to say, nothing happened. The green glow of chakra faded and he watched as Bolt wiped a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand and sighed heavily. Sakura patted him on the shoulder as if to reassure him that he'll succeed with continued hard work and practice. Then, she gestured him to look at that person who had been watching his performance the entire time.

Father and son's eyes met and it was Naruto who talked first. "I didn't know you're interested in Medical Ninjutsu,"

"Dad…" Bolt started but was unable to continue for after the revelation that his father had just witnessed him fail to execute a technique he had been practicing for a good number of days, his courage left him and he was reduced to a silent, sputtering mess.

Sakura asked one of her assistants to get the puppy so they could resumed healing it outside. Sensing Boruto's disappointment, she took the liberty of speaking for him.

"He approached me one day and asked me if he could learn medical ninjutsu. If you'd ask me, I'd say he did fairly well for a beginner. Given enough time, he would be able to learn the technique," She patted Bolt's head affectionately and the child gave him a silent look of gratitude.

Naruto's gaze lingered at the sight before him, drinking in the solace it offered. Sakura being in touch with Bolt in a way that is more maternal than his own biological mother gave way to such pure bliss and immediately, when he found himself almost wishing he could turn back the time and redo all the mistakes he made, he stopped himself. There was no use in daydreaming about things that he will never have.

He would have to reconcile himself with the fact that later, he will come home to a house with a woman he had learned to respect, a son who was not attuned to his mother at all and a daughter who seemed oblivious to everything except for her obvious love of sunflowers.

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Prompt: Sakura is pregnant with Naruto's child

Note: This one is a repost since I made mistakes with the other version. This is for p96822

Naruto stared at the unused crib, stroller and baby carrier in the room.

When he found out that Sakura was pregnant, he immediately started buying baby products for his future child. He even interviewed couples on how they handled the first few months with a baby in the house.

Sakura loved the enthusiasm. He had been more cheery than usual and he had hummed and worked around the house with a positive disposition.

Naruto was so excited he already thought of a name for his son.

He would be Shinachiku.

Every night, before going to sleep, he would stroke his wife's belly and talk to his son using the name. He would tell him they are both excited to finally be able to hug and kiss him and that he would buy him more toys, spoil him to bits and train with him during his spare time.

But that was months ago

Today was different.

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“Naruto, are you all right? You’ve been staring at those for half an hour,” Sakura’s words snapped him out of his late-night thoughts.

“I miss him,”

“Me too. He would have been wonderful,”

“And I would have spoiled him to bits,”

“I’m sorry,”

“Don’t be. You’re still here. We could still try again,”

Their words stabbed though the quietness and again, they were reminded of what they have lost.

The room would have been full of life if only he were born.

[kameodash]

*whispers* Shinachiku is a miscarriage.

[kameodash]

I couldn't reach him fast enough.

A six word story

[kameodash]

Naruto and Sakura sharing one final kiss and they're both crying before saying their final goodbye and being forced into those marriages.