The countries and villages of the world of Naruto are only as strong as the clans which inhabit it. Throughout the world unique jutsu abilities are passed down from generation to generation. Some abilities are passed down through genetics (bloodline), while others are skills and abilities only known to those in the clan
No answer was given to his question. Her cranium kept low, her emotions eating her up. His steps startled her, her body reacting instantly. She flinched, feeling alarmed. All the times the team reunited with the raven, his initial action was to attack. This could be the day she died, for she knew she wasn’t up to par with the male. And not only that, but there was no one who could protect her. Sakura was absolutely useless at this point.
But he just stood there, the silence enveloping the two.
Don’t you cry.
Jaded orbs widened, only making it that much harder to keep the tears in. She was fighting herself, expression twisting into a sobbing one. Just then the roseate felt something slide down her cheeks. Tears. Damn it. Digits reached for her visage immediately, wiping away the droplets. But this moment called for crying. There was Sasuke standing in front of her after so long. Something she’s been begging to see. The thoughts forced more sobbing for the medic-nin, burying her face deep into her palms.
It was true. ——- She fell truly weak to Sasuke.
In a mere second, his mouth filled with a bitter taste, simultaneously with a feeling of nausea spreading throughout his entire being. He had never experienced such a feeling before and, consequently, he couldn’t quite name it–but he had a vague idea of what it was–and ti made him tremble.
“I do not deserve this."
He was slightly proud of himself for keeping his cool. When he asked of the girl the girl not to cry, it was maybe more for himself than for her. Seeing someone who used to matter a lot in his life break down – because of him – like that, was not a pleasant sight, not even for someone as cold-hearted as the raven.
That wouldn’t be the last thing on her mind. It wouldn’t cross her mind at all, as a matter of fact. Never did she want to cause harm to the raven, even during her attempt to take him out. Failure to do so not only showed weakness in her eyes, but also that she couldn’t hurt him. Not then, not now, not ever.
“You know I could never do that to you, Sasuke. Not before, and surely not now.”
Crap, she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. Why did this always have to happen when coming face to face with Sasuke? Taking a deep breath, canine biting down on her bottom lip, the roseate did all she could to keep it in. This wasn’t the time to break down. This wasn’t the time to show weakness.
He wanted to mock her for that answer. He had so many mean things in his head that could entirely break her heart, but he didn’t say any of it. A frown formed on his forehead as he analyzed the way that the girl had leaned her head forward and low–the way he could see the moisture form inside her eyes.
"–Aren’t you going to take me back to the village then?“
Silence fell upon the pair for maybe the third time that day. With a piercing glare, he took a step closer, then another one and so on until he was standing in front of her, the height difference now much more noticeable. He did not lower his gaze to look at her, but kept on looking forward, over her shoulder. For a moment, he let the silence submerge, allowing his and her breaths to synchronize for the briefest of seconds before he spoke again.
「 ℕ」— The blond could only give a nod in reply, staring out over the village and taking in it’s true beauty. It was only times like this, in the quite that he could really take it all in and be happy for what he had, where he lived, the people he bonded with. It was all he ever wanted and more. Not to mention the raven beside him that meant so much mere words could not express. “Sasuke.. Thanks.” With the whisper of those words he moved to hug the Uchiha, clinging onto him with a smile ghosting his lips.
Even when Sasuke had grown used to the things–embarrassing things–that the blond would say every now and then, but this caught him completely off guard. It was only one word, but to the raven it meant maybe so much more than it actually should. "–Tch, you don’t have to thank me for anything.“ And with that, the Uchiha had tilted the other’s head up and sealed their lips with a kiss that held every bit of his feeling–not entirely because he found it more romantic, but because he wasn’t really good at expressing his feelings.
Former comrades now stood mere feet from one another, nothing but an utter of their name’s spoken. It had actually shocked the roseate the raven didn’t immediately scurry back into hiding. Every time the team reunited with the Uchiha, he’d either strike full force or continue to run away from their presence. But now——- now he chose to stay.
What do you say to someone you haven’t seen? How’s it going? What have you been up to? In an ideal situation you would say something like that. But this situation was far more different and complex than that. This is someone who was once loyal to Konoha, in the same team as the medic-nin. Feelings were expressed and memories were made in the squad. All to have it sink down the drain in a snap.
She decided to stay silent, in hopes he’d spark something first. Maybe.
It was strange, but there was tranquility lingering in the air. He had no intention to run away from her just as much as she didn’t give out any sign of trying to catch him. It was rare for such a peaceful atmosphere to stick around the raven–especially around one of them.
He had watched her for far longer than he expected to. Onyx morphed into ruby as he still tried to find any sign of hostility coming from his former teammate and a strange, somewhat unpleasant feeling was caught in his chest when he remained calm … well, as calm as someone with such sadness running through their orbs can be.
“Sakura, aren’t you going to try and take me down?”
