[BOOK 1 OF THE SHARING SERIES]
Two different worlds meet. Two existences collide. On the one hand, an orphan learns what love, friendship, and devotion mean. On the other, a young girl realizes the implication of being a civilian kunoichi in a worl...
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𝓢𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓻𝓪 𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓾𝓹 to the chirping of birds and the first rays of light. She blinks, a hand rubbing the back of her sore neck, and her eyes trail to the ground. That's when she realizes she's fallen asleep seated. And then everything comes rushing back, her encounter with Orochimaru and their fight, and Sasuke's state.
As if summoned by her thoughts, the black-haired boy groans, calling Sakura to his side. She smooths his jet-black hair out of his face and replaces the towel on his forehead with her hand. Somehow, Sasuke seems to relax whenever her skin comes in contact with his.
Her fingers run through his long, spiky hair and trail down to rest on his neck, beside the weird symbol that took the spot of the wound left by Orochimaru's fangs. With her thumb, she strokes the three dots that remind her of Sasuke's sharingan.
Sakura doesn't know much about seals, but she's spent enough time at the library to recognize one when she sees it. The real question is: what did Orochimaru seal inside Sasuke?
She wishes she had listened to the first part of the fight when Hana was in charge. But it's becoming harder and harder to stay awake in that prison. And every time Sakura returns from it, she feels a little less herself. This time is no exception. The fight has left her exhausted, and she cannot tell if it's because of her chakra-enhanced punches or the effect of the mind prison on her. She'll have to speak with Kakashi about this—if she ever gets out of her present predicament.
A quiet whimper leaves Sasuke's mouth and Sakura notices tears rolling down his cheeks. She hurries to wipe them away with her thumb.
"Shhhhhh," she whispers. "You'll be just fine."
She empties the remnant of her water bottle on the discarded towel and applies it to his neck, right on top of his new seal.
"Don't worry, Sasuke-kun. I'm here, and I'll take care of you."
Sakura stares at his pitiful state for a while and detaches her eyes only when his tears stop. Then, she sits back on her heels and turns to the paper resting at Sasuke's side.
Disappointed by the lack of information enclosed in it, Sakura had thrown it there at the beginning of the night. She picks it up again with a sigh, hoping she's missed something.
