What We Never Said

Chapter 1: Dreaming of a Miracle

'Sakura', a daunting voice called. One that was far too familiar.

'Oh Sa-Ku-ra..'

He was taunting me. His dark eyes locked with mine across the room. I recognized this room- but I hadn't seen him in it before.

The only reason why I had ever seen this room was that I was taking care of some prisoners that were injured after a fight. They were some rouge ninjas that had gotten angry with their solitude and busted through the wall somehow and got to each other.

I felt myself shaking, the wind outside of the prison was howling as if a storm was brewing. The air was frigid. I felt goosebumps rising up and down my arms and legs.

There was something evil in the air- a feeling I haven't felt around Sasuke in a long time.

The last time I felt this was when he was about to kill me.

I couldn't see him- it was too dark. But his onyx eyes were contrasting with the shadows behind him. Lightning was the only source of light that would appear and vanish just so I could confirm that this was indeed Sasuke Uchiha waiting for me on the other side of the bars.

But the thing was- he wasn't the one behind bars.

I was.

I looked down at myself, I was wearing the typical orange prison outfit that they gave prisoners. I racked my mind- trying to figure out how in the world I got here. But I kept drawing a blank. What in the world did I do to get myself in this situation?

'They all know.' His voice purred- still keeping his distance from me. His black eyes glowed into the bright shade of red that haunted my dreams. 'They all know that you failed me. I told them. Every single one of them.'

I didn't need him to tell him who they were. Because no one else mattered to me at this moment.

The only person that I cared about thinking that I failed him was him.

Sasuke took a few steps closer to me, and I took two steps back.

I wanted him to keep his distance from me. I didn't want him to see me as weak; again. My strength was the only thing I had left, and I was going to destroy the image of my strength if I allowed myself to cry in front of him: again.

This was all that I had left- and I knew that he was watching me crumble as tears started betraying me. Sobs were building up in my chest as Sasuke made his way to the bars- the only thing that separated him from me.

As he pulled his sword from behind his back, I felt a scream escape my lips.

'Sakura....'

'Sa...ku....ra...'

"SAKURA!"

Another scream escaped my lips, as I sprung up from my bed. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her arms on my shoulders as she was making an attempt to wake me up. She flinched backward when she woke me- my scream scaring the crap out of the both of us.

"Were you having a bad dream, honey?" She asked me as I collected my surroundings- realizing that was just a dream.

It was only a dream.

Her green eyes grew concerned as she watched as I calm me by slowing my breathing; taking deep breaths. This wasn't the first time this week that she had to wake me up from thrashing in bed with nightmares.

I couldn't bring myself to admit what I kept dreaming about to her.

Who I kept dreaming about.