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Assistant: Title: Between us
        Author: Mcquill Mcquill 
        Chapter: 2/13 
        Summary: [Sasusaku Fanfiction] [Blankperiod]In the quiet aftermath of the war, Sasuke Uchiha returns to Konoha after two years of solitude and atonement. The village has moved on, but Sasuke's journey of redemption is far from complete. As he begins to repair the broken relationships of his past, he finds himself reconnecting with Sakura Haruno, who has always stood by him."Between Us" follows the delicate process of rebuilding trust, mending old wounds, and the slow emergence of feelings that have long been buried. With Sakura joining Sasuke on his journey of healing, their bond grows into something deeper - a love that could finally bridge the distance between them.All Rights belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. This story is also found on fanfiction.net and wattpad.
        Contents: Chapter 2
    

    


  

  
  
    
    The village had quieted as night fell, the usual bustle of voices and footsteps fading into the soft whisper of the wind. The stars twinkled faintly above, and the moon, now high in the sky, bathed the streets in a gentle glow. It was a peaceful night, the kind that felt both comforting and unfamiliar.Sakura invited Sasuke to her home. This was normal in his mind, as he had nowhere to stay and knew that a girl like Sakura would be the first to not let him sleep in an inn. However, this idea was causing butterflies in Sasuke's stomach, a feeling he had never felt.Sasuke followed Sakura as she led him through the streets, the path now quiet after the busy day. He had grown used to the sounds of Konoha, but the deeper he went into the residential area, the more the atmosphere changed.Sakura’s home was tucked away on a side street, a small, two-story house surrounded by a lush yard. The air was thick with the scent of fresh grass and blooming flowers, and the soft rustle of leaves in the evening breeze made the entire scene feel timeless. The house was simple, but there was a quiet elegance to it. Nothing about it screamed for attention, but everything about it spoke of care and love.Sasuke stood at the gate, eyes scanning the yard. It was green—lush and carefully tended to—and there was a sense of serenity about the space that reminded him of the quiet places he had visited during his travels. His gaze lingered on the flowerbeds, the stone pathway leading to the entrance, and the small wooden fence that surrounded the property. It was a humble home, nothing like the grand Uchiha estate, yet it felt so much more... alive."This is your home?" Sasuke asked, his voice almost sounding out of place in the peacefulness of the moment.Sakura turned to him, offering a small, almost shy smile. " Not all, I live on the second floor. It is small but cute unlike the building where I used to live with my parents."  She motioned for him to follow as she stepped inside, her hand brushing against the wooden doorframe.Sasuke entered after her, his gaze automatically sweeping across the interior of the house. The hallway was long, the walls adorned with simple framed pictures—a few of Sakura in her medical attire, others of her with friends, perhaps during peaceful moments she had spent with the villagers. Nothing too extravagant, just little memories that spoke of a life lived thoughtfully.To the left, a door led to what he assumed was her bedroom. The light, though dim, spilled from beneath the door, casting long shadows along the floor. To the right, another door, slightly ajar, revealed a small bathroom, simple and functional.At the end of the hallway, the space opened into a cozy living area. A modest big sofa was arranged around a small coffee table, and the walls were lined with bookshelves, filled with both medical texts and novels. It was clear that Sakura had curated this space with a delicate touch—everything had its place, yet there was no sense of excess. The soft hues of the furniture, the plants sitting on windowsills, the low lighting—all of it contributed to an atmosphere of quiet comfort.Sasuke’s eyes wandered to the kitchen area just beyond the living room. It was open, yet separated by a small counter, giving the entire room an open, airy feel. The kitchen was simple—Sakura had never been one to indulge in extravagance—but it was clear she had invested her care into even the smallest of details. The cooking utensils were neatly arranged, and the countertops were free of clutter. Everything had its purpose, nothing was out of place.Sasuke’s eyes softened slightly as he took in the home, his thoughts drifting for a moment. There was something about this place—something grounded in simplicity and calm. It was a reflection of Sakura herself: warm, kind, but strong in its own quiet way.“You’ve... made a home here,” he said, breaking the silence that had settled between them. His voice, though steady, carried a hint of something he couldn’t quite place—a quiet admiration.Sakura turned toward him, her smile gentle. “I had to, I suppose. Konoha’s been my home since I was little, but after everything... I needed a space that was just mine. A place where I could heal, too.”She paused, her eyes drifting toward the kitchen, then back to him. “Would you like some tea? You said you eaten with Naruto, a tea before bedtime will do you well.”Sasuke nodded. “Yeah, thank you.”Sakura moved toward the kitchen, and Sasuke remained in the living room, taking in the details. He watched as she busied herself, her movements efficient and graceful. It was strange, seeing her in this environment—this domestic setting. She was here, in her own space, comfortable and at ease. The transformation from the girl he had once known to the woman standing before him was evident in every small detail.Sakura returned with two cups of tea, the steam rising in delicate tendrils. She handed one to Sasuke, sitting down across from him. Her movements were calm, but her eyes betrayed a sense of uncertainty. She had always known how to care for others, but caring for herself, especially after everything, had been more difficult. And now, with Sasuke here... She didn’t know what to say, what to feel.The silence between them was comfortable, though thick with the weight of all the years they had lost. The tea was warm, soothing, and as they sat there, it felt as though they were both healing in small ways.Finally, she spoke, her voice gentle but tinged with hesitation. “So... what exactly did you do these two years, Sasuke-kun?”He met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "It wasn’t anything... extraordinary. I helped people where I could."Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Helped people? That’s great. I never thought you’d be the type to stick around for anyone else but yourself."Sasuke’s lips tightened slightly. "I’m not. But... things change." He hesitated for a moment, then set his cup down. "And you? How have things been going for you?”Sakura blinked, a little taken aback. "Me? I’ve been... busy. I opened a children’s clinic here in Konoha."Sasuke’s gaze sharpened slightly. “A clinic?”Sakura nodded, her tone a mix of pride and modesty. “Yeah, for children. There were a lot of kids in need of care, especially after the war. You have no idea how high the number of children who are left alone is. Someone needs to take care of them. A lot of them are traumatized, and I wanted to give them a place to feel safe.”Sasuke’s voice softened ever so slightly. “That sounds... like something you’d do.”Sakura paused, glancing down at her cup, unsure of how much to say. “It wasn’t easy, though. There were days when I didn’t think I could keep going. But I couldn’t give up. Not when so many needed me.”Sasuke watched her, the weight of her words settling over him.Silence filled the room again and Sakura decided to break it. "You know what? I'm really proud of you Sasuke-kun. I've been waiting a long time to tell you this. I've heard so many rumors about your good deeds. I'm glad you somehow achieved your goal, the goal of this journey."Sasuke looked up from his cup at Sakura. For the first time his soul felt good. He needed these words, or more precisely someone to feel proud of him and not disgusted by his criminal actions. Although Sakura and Naruto had never been judgmental of him even when he was at his worst."Thank you," he said. Sakura smiled, Sasuke didn't know if it was the light or if her cheeks had really taken on a pink hue.She leaned forward, her eyes bright with a spark of excitement. "So, are you going to stay in Konoha for a long time? I hope your not going back in your journey so soon."Sasuke sat back slightly, his expression unreadable as always. "I'll stay for a while, but I can't stay forever. I still have more to do."Sakura’s smile faltered just a little at his words, her excitement dimming. "More to do?" she echoed, her voice tinged with both curiosity and concern. "What does that mean? Are you going to leave again soon?"He met her gaze, his eyes softening ever so slightly. "I don’t know. I’m not sure yet, but I can’t stay in one place for too long."Sakura's brow furrowed slightly as she processed his words. "So... what brought you back, then? If you’re not staying long?" Her voice was quieter now, a hint of worry slipping in.Sasuke was silent for a moment, his gaze shifting toward the window as if looking for the right words. “I had to come back. There were things I needed to face. I thought I could keep running, but... I can’t.”Sakura’s heart skipped a beat, sensing the weight in his words. "Things you needed to face? Like what?""You will see."Sakura looked at him, a mix of admiration and sadness in her eyes. "I understand," she said gently. "But... you don’t have to do it all on your own. You have people here who care about you."Sasuke’s expression softened for just a moment. “I know.”Sakura took a deep breath before continuing, a small but genuine smile on her face. “I’m glad you came back. Even if it took two years, I’m glad you’re here.”Sasuke looked at her, his expression unreadable for a moment, before he spoke softly. “Me too.”Sakura glanced at the clock and sighed softly. “It’s getting late,” she said, standing up from her chair. “I should probably get some sleep.”Sasuke, who had been sitting quietly, nodded in agreement. “Yeah. I guess we both need rest.”Sakura smiled, her eyes glancing toward the bedroom. “Well, you can come in the bedroom.”Sasuke blinked, surprised. “What?”Sakura turned back to him, her voice slightly flustered. “I mean you can sleep in the bedroom. It’s... it’s fine. It’s your first time back in the village. You should be comfortable.”Sasuke’s face went red, misunderstanding her words completely. "With... you?" His voice was low, as if he’d just asked something that should have been a much more serious conversation.Sakura froze, her face turning bright pink in an instant. “No! No, that’s not—!” She stumbled over her words, trying to fix the misunderstanding. "I meant... you take the bed! I'll sleep on the couch. It’s just... I don’t mind!"Sasuke’s eyebrows furrowed as he tried to process the situation. “It’s fine.” He looked away, suddenly embarrassed. “I’ll take the couch.”Sakura quickly shook her head, trying to smooth over the awkwardness. “No! No, wait... I’ll... I’ll make it comfortable for you.” She rushed to the couch, flustered. “I’ve got extra blankets, and the pillow’s soft, so—"Sasuke watched her flail a little, unsure whether to laugh or just be confused. “It’s fine, Sakura. I’m fine with the couch.”But Sakura was already busy, fluffing the pillows and arranging the blankets like she was preparing the bed for royalty. Her hands were shaking slightly as she worked, trying to make everything perfect, but the tension between them was thick and unspoken.Finally, she stood back and glanced at him. “There. That should be... fine,” she said, her voice a little too high-pitched, her cheeks still flushed. “I... I’ll go get ready for bed.”Sasuke didn’t say anything, just nodded awkwardly as she disappeared into the bathroom. He stood there for a moment, his mind racing from the brief, confusing exchange.When Sakura returned a few minutes later, her hair loose and her expression slightly more relaxed, she gave him a small smile. “Goodnight, Sasuke-kun.”“Goodnight Sakura,” Sasuke replied, his voice low. There was a brief, tense silence between them.Before Sakura could turn to walk toward the couch, she hesitated. "Um... if you need anything... you can always wake me up. I mean, I’m just... I know… I mean you know…nevermind just call me.”Sasuke nodded, the awkwardness hanging in the air like a cloud. “Thank you.”Sakura smiled faintly. “Okay. Goodnight then.”Sasuke didn’t speak again, just watched as she got comfortable on the couch. For a moment, their eyes met, and an unspoken tension flickered between them. They both turned away quickly, pretending not to notice the brief connection.***The soft light of early morning filtered through the curtains, casting long, quiet shadows across the room. Sasuke slowly stirred, his senses roused by the faint sounds drifting from the kitchen. It was just past 6 a.m., the time when the world still felt peaceful, before the busyness of the day began. He blinked, momentarily disoriented, then remembered where he was—Sakura’s living room. Her sofa, large and surprisingly comfortable, had cradled him through a deep, uninterrupted sleep.The noises came again—a soft clink of utensils, the faint hiss of something sizzling in the pan. It was the kind of domestic sound he hadn't experienced in years, the kind he never thought he'd be able to enjoy. His gaze shifted toward the small window, where the first golden rays of dawn illuminated the world outside. A quiet, unspoken peace lingered in the air.Sasuke stood up, and walked toward the source of the sounds. He paused for a moment at the kitchen entrance, his eyes landing on Sakura. She was busy preparing breakfast, her movements fluid and familiar. The aroma of something savory filled the air—eggs, maybe? Sasuke inhaled the scent, surprised at how comforting it was.Sakura, hearing his quiet footsteps, turned around, a soft smile spreading across her face when she saw him standing in the doorway."Good morning Sasuke-kun," she greeted, her voice warm and gentle. "You’re up early."Sasuke nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment, before he glanced at the food on the counter. He wasn’t sure what to say. The silence between them felt different now—less tense, but still thick with the weight of their shared history."I made breakfast," she continued, her eyes briefly flickering to the clock on the wall. "It’ll be ready in just a few minutes. If you want, you can take a shower while it finishes. It’s right down the hall."Sasuke hesitated for a moment, glancing at the hallway leading to the bathroom. He wasn’t used to such care, the idea of someone waiting for him to do something as simple as wash up. His instinct was to stay distant, but something about Sakura’s presence here, in her home, softened the edge of his resistance."I’ll be quick," Sasuke muttered, his voice low and slightly rough from sleep.Sakura nodded, her smile lingering. "Take your time. You deserve it."There was a pause, and then Sasuke nodded again, stepping away from the doorway. As he walked down the hall toward the bathroom, the scent of breakfast followed him. A quiet warmth wrapped around him, unfamiliar, but not unwelcome.Sakura returned to her cooking, her heart lighter than it had been in a long time. Sasuke was here, in her home, not just physically present but allowing her to take care of him in ways she never thought she would. The war had broken them both, but it seemed, in small ways, they were starting to heal together.Sasuke entered the bathroom and locked the door. After taking off his clothes and folding them quietly, he placed them in a corner of the bathroom. Even though he only had one hand, he was used to doing such things perfectly.The steam from the shower lingered in the air as Sasuke stepped out, feeling the warmth of the water still clinging to his skin. He ran a hand through his damp hair, scanning the bathroom around him. The space was simple, neat, and meticulously organized—exactly what he would expect from Sakura. A few toiletries lined the counter, and a small basket of neatly folded towels rested on the shelf.His eyes caught a pile of clothes sitting atop the washing machine. It was clear that Sakura had put them there for him. Some t-shirts, a pair of pants, and a few other articles that stood out to him. His brow furrowed slightly. The clothes were clearly washed, still folded with care, but they looked... masculine. His mind wandered briefly, wondering whose clothes these could be.His thoughts wandered—had Sakura moved on from him? Was she in a relationship? But, if this happened, would Naruto know and tell him? Or maybe it was a secret? It was a simple question, one that felt heavy in his chest.The idea of Sakura with someone else was hard to grasp, especially considering everything that had happened between them. Yet, here they were, in her home, with men’s clothes laid out as though they were simply part of her life. The idea gnawed at him. Maybe it was just a friend’s clothes, or a colleague’s, but the uncertainty made him uneasy.Sasuke shook his head. He quickly dressed in the fresh clothes Sakura had kindly left for him—dark pants and a simple, clean shirt. As he finished, a small sigh escaped him. The feeling of normalcy was foreign, yet oddly comforting.Stepping out of the bathroom, Sasuke walked down the short hallway, the smell of breakfast growing stronger with each step. He entered the kitchen, his eyes landing on Sakura as she moved around, finishing touches on the table. She wore a simple apron over a blouse, her hair tied in a very small ponytail, and the sight of her smiling softly as she arranged the plates stopped him for a moment.The scene reminded him of his mother—of the mornings in the Uchiha household when his mother would hum while preparing breakfast, the warm smell of food filling the air, and the gentle affection in her eyes. The memory was fleeting but powerful, and it caught him off guard. He hadn’t realized how much he missed that feeling of comfort, of warmth, of someone who simply cared.Sakura glanced up from the table as he entered, her smile widening. “Breakfast is ready,” she said softly, her voice as warm as the room itself.Sasuke nodded, the small gesture feeling like a quiet acknowledgment of her kindness. He moved to the table, pulling out the chair and sitting down, though he couldn’t fully shake the feeling of discomfort that lingered in him. Still, he had learned to let such moments pass—he couldn’t afford to dwell on things he couldn’t change.His gaze lingered on her for a moment longer than usual, before he spoke, his voice low, a little hesitant. “When did you get those men’s clothes for me?”Sakura paused, her hand still on the edge of a plate as she looked at him, a brief flicker of surprise crossing her face before she smiled again. “Oh, those? They are my dad’s clothes. There are some of Dad's clothes that have been there for a while. They were washed and I thought you might want to change.” She paused for a second, sensing something in his tone. “Is something wrong with them?”"No, thanks for that," Sasuke said as he continued eating his breakfast.Sakura looked at him in silence for a long moment, her expression softening but her eyes sharp, her gaze more understanding than he expected. She took a small breath before responding.“Sasuke-kun... I’m not in a relationship, if that’s what you thought,” she said gently.Sasuke's eyes widened. He turned his gaze to Sakura, did she read his mind now? He chewed and took a deep breath."No, I didn't think so.""Very well, don't think so. Now eat before it gets cold," Sakura said as she ate too.Sakura’s gaze flitted toward Sasuke as she took a bite, noticing how he still seemed distant, as if he was holding back. She took a deep breath, breaking the silence.“I have to go to work soon,” she said, her tone light. “But I’m finishing early today, so it’ll be the perfect time for a team reunion dinner. I’ll make it happen.”Sasuke raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “A team reunion?”Sakura smiled, her gaze softening. “Yeah. We haven’t all been together in a long time. Naruto, Kakashi-sensei, and you… It’ll be nice to catch up, even if it’s just for a little while. We’ve all been through a lot. I will invite Sai too, he is a part of Team 7 as well.”Sasuke couldn’t help but feel the slightest flicker of something—a mixture of gratitude and wariness. The idea of being around his old teammates, in the same room after so much time, made him uneasy. But something about Sakura’s expression, her hope for connection, made him consider it. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as he imagined.“Sounds good,” Sasuke said quietly, though the words didn’t fully match the heaviness in his chest.Sakura’s smile deepened, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she stood up and started clearing the dishes, making quick work of tidying the kitchen. Sasuke finished his meal in silence, watching her with a soft gaze, though he didn’t speak.Once everything was settled, Sakura returned to him with a small set of keys in her hand. She hesitated for a moment before speaking.“These are the spare keys to my house,” she said. “In case I left for work while you are sleeping or want to stop by when I’m not here. Don’t feel like you have to, but... I wanted you to have them. If you want, since you will stay with me.”Sasuke looked at the keys for a moment, his thoughts swirling. He hadn’t expected such an offer, yet something inside him told him it wasn’t just about convenience. It was about trust. He accepted the keys with a small nod, the weight of them oddly significant.“Thank you,” he said, his voice soft but sincere.Sakura smiled at him, a final glance before she grabbed her bag and headed toward the door. “I’ll be back around four. I’ll make sure to finish early. You can stay here if you want without a problem. Maybe you need some more rest.”Sasuke stood up as well, the key still in his hand. “I’ll see you later, Sakura.”“See you,” she replied, giving him one last warm smile before stepping out, leaving the apartment quiet once more.Sasuke stood in the empty kitchen for a moment, the soft clink of dishes still in his ears. Her smile, the warmth of the breakfast, the keys—everything felt strange but not unwelcome. The world felt a little more open to him today. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to embrace it, but for the first time in a long while, the possibility seemed... there.An hour passed quietly after Sakura left. The stillness of the apartment was almost suffocating, and Sasuke found himself restless. His thoughts kept drifting to the small details—the warmth of the breakfast they had shared, the lingering scent of Sakura’s presence, the faint sound of her laugh still echoing in his mind.Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell broke his thoughts, causing him to tense for a moment.He rose from his seat, wondering who could be visiting. The door swung open, and Sasuke was met with the unmistakable loud and energetic voice of Naruto.“Oi, Sasuke!” Naruto grinned widely, clearly not one for subtlety as he pushed the door open wider. “I knew you were here, thanks to Sakura. She told me you’d be crashing here, huh?”Sasuke didn’t respond immediately, narrowing his eyes slightly as Naruto walked into the room, his voice rising with each word. “What’s the matter, Sasuke? You’re staying with her, huh? Looks like my little Sakura-chan is playing the host now. And I don’t think you’re just here to sleep on the couch!” He chuckled, nudging Sasuke’s arm, an obvious tease.Sasuke’s brow furrowed as he crossed his arms. “What are you doing here?”Naruto grinned even wider, ignoring the question entirely. “Sakura asked me to stop by and check in on you. And, wait for this cause I have the smartest idea. We…will…spar! Move your ass b@st@rd!”Sasuke paused, his eyes briefly flickering toward the door where Naruto stood, a half-joking, half-serious grin on his face. He didn't need to be told twice.“Fine,” Sasuke said, his voice cold and indifferent, though the weight of his thoughts was anything but.The two of them left Sakura's house together and decided to go to the area where Team 7 always trained. That place held many memories for both of them.The sun hung high in the sky as the echo of fists and feet meeting met the crisp air. Naruto and Sasuke stood facing each other on the familiar training grounds, both breathing heavily after their sparring session. The fight had ended in a draw, as it always seemed to, with neither willing to give the other a victory. The tension was familiar, but there was a quiet satisfaction in the shared experience.Naruto wiped the sweat off his brow, grinning. "Well, looks like we’re still evenly matched, huh, Sasuke?"Sasuke simply nodded, his expression unreadable, as usual. His eyes scanned the surroundings, not really focused on anything in particular. He was quiet, his thoughts seemingly far away. Naruto caught the brief flicker of confusion in his eyes, but he decided not to say anything. Naruto knew that much, the moment Sasuke felt comfortable he would open up to him.Sasuke simply lowered himself to the ground, his back resting against the cool grass, his hand folded behind his head. He stared at the sky, his mind clearly somewhere else. Naruto could tell when Sasuke was lost in his head. There were times when words were unnecessary, especially after what they had been through.After a few minutes of silence, Naruto glanced at Sasuke, his thoughts drifting to something else. They had been training for hours, and it was almost lunchtime. The sun was high in the sky, a perfect indicator that the day was slipping by faster than they’d realized.Naruto’s stomach growled, breaking the silence.“I’m starving,” he muttered, leaning back on his arms. “We should head to Ichiraku— Oh no!”Sasuke turned his head with a strange look towards Naruto. "What dobe?""Sakura-chan," he muttered to himself, his eyes widening in realization. "She's probably getting off work soon!"“And?” Sasuke said.Naruto jumped to his feet in an instant, the sudden movement making Sasuke glance up at him in confusion."Wait, she’s probably already heading home, and the others are gonna be there too!" Naruto said, speaking faster now."Naruto, just what the hell are you saying?""We're having a reunion tonight, idiot! And it must be 4 in a few minutes. We're late, we're all dusty, we haven't washed, we haven't combed our hair, we haven't changed into clean clothes." His voice was rising, a mixture of excitement and anxiety in his tone.Sasuke stayed silent, not quite understanding the urgency in Naruto's words. He only raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing slightly.“Team 7 reunion,” Naruto added, as though explaining it to someone who had no idea what he was talking about."You know, the thing where we all get together, drink, eat, and reminisce about old times. Sakura, Kakashi, and Sai well, everyone’s been looking forward to it. Don’t tell me you forgot, Sasuke,” Naruto said, scratching his head nervously. "It's gonna be a big deal! The first time since the war where we can all just—"Sasuke sat up slowly, pushing himself off the ground with a quiet sigh. "I didn’t forget," he muttered, his tone low, though it was hard to tell if he was talking to Naruto or to himself."Well, come on! We gotta go get ready. Sakura's gonna kill me if we’re late!"Sasuke stood, brushing off his pants, his expression unreadable as always. “Hn.”"Don't 'hn' me, normally Sakura-chan won't say anything to you if you're late, it's always me."Naruto and Sasuke parted ways, each heading home to get ready. As Sasuke walked, he suddenly stopped, a thought came to his mind. At a bar, he noticed that the time was 15:53. His feet unconsciously turned towards the hospital, Sasuke decided to go and wait for her and make the way back home together.He was still surprised at these things he was feeling in such a short time. They were too much for him to understand. Was this perhaps due to the fact that he had been controlling his feelings for years to achieve the goals he had set ? He didn't even understand it himself. Sasuke was simply understanding something, a feeling had awakened within him that he wanted Sakura by his side. A growing desire to be near her.He arrived outside the hospital just in time, seeing Sakura coming out the front doors. She had her usual cheerful smile on her face, one that always seemed to light up the area around her, especially when she spotted him. She waved lightly, her eyes softening as they met his."Sasuke-kun!" she called, her voice like a warm breeze. "Were you waiting for me?.""Yeah," Sasuke said, always speaking in short sentences."Really? That's very sweet of you, thank you."Sasuke nodded, he couldn’t help but notice the bouquets of flowers she was carrying. Bright and vibrant, with delicate petals that seemed to contrast with the hard edges of the world they lived in."What's all this?" Sasuke asked, his tone curious but not unkind."Oh, these?" Sakura said, glancing down at the flowers with a soft laugh. "They’re from some of the kids of my clinic who came to see me today. They always do this, so sweet right?”She paused, her fingers brushing over the petals. There was a brief moment where she hesitated, as if unsure whether to continue. Sasuke’s sharp eyes caught the subtle shift in her expression, the brief shadow crossing her face. He waited, patient but expectant."And these..." Sakura added, her voice softer now, "are some letters."Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Letters?" he asked, his interest piqued. He took a step closer, his gaze drifting to the small bundle of envelopes in her hands, tied together with a simple ribbon.Sakura seemed to hesitate again, her eyes flicking between the flowers and the letters. "They’re... letters from shinobi, mostly," she explained slowly, her voice tinged with something Sasuke couldn’t quite place. "They... they wanted to express their gratitude or affection for me." She gave a small, self-conscious smile. "I haven’t read any of them, though. I just... reject them with a smile."Sasuke was silent for a moment, absorbing her words. His eyes lingered on the letters, trying to imagine the kinds of words written on those pages. Letters of admiration, of love. He couldn’t help but wonder what they said, what kind of feelings they contained."You don’t read them?" Sasuke asked, his voice quiet, but there was an edge to it, something that hadn’t been there before. Maybe it was the way she said it, or the subtle tension in her tone. Whatever it was, it made him press a little further.Sakura shifted her weight, clearly uncomfortable with the question, though she kept her smile in place. "I don’t need to," she replied, her voice almost wistful. "I’m happy with where I am. I’m grateful for their kind words, but... that’s all.”Sasuke’s gaze softened at her words, the familiar weight of silence falling between them again."I see," he finally said, his voice low."I think we should go now, we can’t be late. I have so much ideas to cook for dinner," she said, her voice returning to its usual warmth.Sasuke nodded, the quiet understanding passing between them. "Hn, let’s go.”As they began to walk side by side, Sasuke couldn't help but feel that the quiet moments between them held more weight than the words they exchanged. They didn't need to say much—they never had. But as they walked together, something unspoken lingered in the air, something that neither of them could fully name yet.The future was uncertain, but for now, they had this moment. And in that, there was a strange comfort.'
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