Sasuke Uchiha, one of the child of prophecy, last remaining Uchiha, and Naruto Uzumaki's best friend, was honestly confused and slightly worried. Not that he would admit it out loud or anything.
It was 7AM, and for all intents and purposes he should be relaxing in his apartment, but he wasn't.
'She's late.'
It honestly shouldn't worry him this much, considering he knew she could take care of herself well enough.
Even so, Sakura Haruno should have come by his apartment thirty minutes ago asking him if he would like to hang out with her later, to which he would reply that he was busy, and then she would give him a sad smile before going to work. That was practically their routine.
But she didn't show up on this particular day. She broke their routine.
Sasuke doubted that something happened, considering Naruto would be causing a ruckus if that was the case.
As it stood Konoha was peaceful on this fine day.
So that ruled out the kidnapping theory.
Another theory would be that Sakura finally gave up.
It should make Sasuke relieved, because finally he didn't have anymore fangirls.
Except for some reason, it didn't make him feel relieved.
Aside from Naruto and Kakashi, Sakura was the only person who tried making an effort into getting him to settle back into Konoha.
Who tried making it feel as if he hadn't betrayed everyone for nothing.
Who tried bringing a sense of normalcy in his life.
"I... I love you with all my heart!... If you were to stay here with me, there would be no regrets... because every day we'd do something fun, we'd be happy I swear!... I would do anything for you! so... Please just stay with me!"
The one person who was supposed to love him more than anything else.
Sasuke tsked, annoyed at himself for having that last thought.
It didn't matter that Sakura was in love with him, he wasn't in love with her. He didn't feel indifferent towards her either. She was just someone he wanted to protect, just how he wanted to protect Naruto. Not that he would ever admit it.
In fact he should be glad, shouldn't he?
If Sakura stopped trying so hard to gain his affections, she'd find someone else, someone who deserved her more than he did.
Who was he kidding? Anyone deserved Sakura more than he did. He tried to kill her once upon a time after all.
Why was he even thinking about whether or not he deserved Sakura?
He didn't care about what Sakura did in her free time, so what if she didn't come by like she always does? It's her life.
Besides he's happy.
Now he doesn't have to see that hopeful smile of hers anymore. Now he doesn't have to get rid of that smile every morning.
His routine wouldn't have Sakura in it anymore. He could finally get some peaceful sleep.
Yet, why did he feel disappointed when she didn't show up the next day either?
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