SasuSaku Prompts

3. Team 7 reunion, post-war.

prompt: Team 7 reunion post-war

AN: I really think I suck at writing. I run out of words so fast.

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto

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Finally, the calm after the storm. The Fourth Shinobi War is over but not without all its casualties and damages that no one would forget.

Although for one Uchiha Sasuke, it seemed like the storm is just about to come. He decided to come back to Konoha and try to rebuild the bonds that he supposedly severed.

It wasn’t easy for him though. It took him a whole lotta words from Naruto, “AFTER EVERYTHING?! ALL THE PAIN AND TIME WE FELT AND WASTED BECAUSE ALL WERE VAIN WHEN IT COMES TO YOU, BASTARD THEN YOU SUDDENLY RETURN HERE? YOU THINK THAT’S OKAY?”, he screamed at his face.

He took it all in, eyes not anywhere but the ground. He was shocked with Naruto’s next words, spoken in a manner you wouldn’t believe it’s him speaking.

“But yeah it is. You’re finally here. I think I can be hokage now, teme.”

His eyes snapped to him, unbelieving. A happy grin was plastered on Naruto’s face that he didn’t know if he should smirk or feel more remorse.

He decided to just say, “Ah. Dobe.”

Sakura was another story though. He expected to be tackled to the ground with a tight hug, or even a punch for trying to take her life.

But no. Haruno Sakura just stood there, emotionless. 

To say it was awkward would be an understatement. His eyes were trained to her. He knew he should say something so he opted for a, “Sakura.”

She appeared like she wouldn’t say anything in return so he just continued, “I..you..last time-“, he stumbled with his words that on an ordinary situation, Naruto would’ve laughed out loud on the sight of Sasuke, stuttering. But this was no ordinary situation. Sasuke sighed, trying to regain composure.

“I’m sorry.”

Sakura was shocked, to say the least. Sorry? From Sasuke? Is the war really over? Is she really alive and this is not a dream? She felt tears gathering in her eyes.

She could still feel his hands on her throat, ready to squeeze and end her life without hesitation. She could still remember herself, holding the kunai, intent on killing him but couldn’t find the will to do it.

Not knowing what pushed her, she just suddenly found her arms wrapped around his neck, the tears she tried holding back, now falling freely on her face.

He stiffened. The urge to push her away was overwhelming- he isn’t the type for physical contact. Even before he left, he liked his personal space-but he just let her, feeling something inexplicable inside of him the moment she hugged him. Memories of a girl hugging a boy and black marks receding flooded his mind.

Even in tears, she couldn’t help but smile that Sasuke, the almighty Uchiha Sasuke, who called her annoying, always distance himself from everyone, who succumbed to the thirst for power, is not pushing her away.

Her smile widened that she felt her cheek would be ripped when he felt his hands on her back, clutching her tightly in return.