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Chapter Twenty-One_
"Moths and Morons"

Sasuke turned towards her, the snow beneath his feet making a crunch.
"Sakura," he a dit again, his hand finding hers—removing her hold on him. "I," he paused, his eyes fixated on the small hand now in his. His throat suddenly felt tight as he wrapped his fingers around her hand.
A wry laugh escaped his lips.
"It's getting cold and the snow's picking up. We should go inside."
"You're not going to tell me what's bothering you," a dit Sakura, a statement of fact—not a question ou a plea because she knew him, he realized, she knows him.
"Come on," he a dit with...

Chapter Six
“Welcome”:

Freezing in shock along the dirt path into the village, Sakura couldn't help but gape.
She remembered the numerous underground bases she'd been through with Naruto when they'd been searching for Sasuke, but the sight before her was like nothing she could've imagined.
The village was set up in a valley, a snaking river cutting between it. The rolling herbe hills jouer la comédie as a natural barrier let Sakura get a good birds-eye view from where she stood. It was simply beautiful. The river winked back in the afternoon sunlight as the riz fields cascading down the opposite hill...

Chapter One:
Eventuality


"Sasuke, toi bastard."
He knew the Hokage would do something like this. Whether she didn't believe his intentions ou was simply in a sadistic mood, he wasn't sure. Either way, the sight of his former mentor unnerved him plus then he believed it would.
"Kakashi," he a dit with the same acknowledging nod.
Perhaps, thought Sasuke as Kakashi smiled and led him towards the Hokage tower, I should just be thankful she didn't send Naruto.
He didn't let his eyes stray from the path before him. Nostalgia wasn't something at all pleasant for Sasuke. Instead, he focused on the matter...

Chapter Two-
Sacrificial Lion


Tsunade couldn't peel her eyes from the clock in her office, nor could she stop the incessant thrumming of her fingers against her desk. The fact that she was annoying herself because of Uchiha Sasuke pissed her off plus than words could express. Perhaps if she maimed an entire forest with her bare hands that would get the feeling across? Regardless, she found the entire meeting this afternoon had been something akin to amusing.
Tsunade didn't know Sasuke all too well. Besides the time she healed him, she never talked to the boy. That was about seven years ago, and...

Chapter Forty-one_
"Normalcy" :

"I think we should go with a grayish blue," a dit Sakura as she looked at the paint samples she taped up on the cuisine wall.
"I don't know why you're still trying to make up your mind," a dit Sasuke, glaring over the rim of his coffee mug.
"Oh!" a dit Sakura. "Have toi made a decision?"
"Yeah," a dit Sasuke, "we're not painting."
Sakura just rolled her eyes before turning back to the wall. "A pale yellow wouldn't look bad either, toi know. Well, no, scratch that, yellow would clash with the countertops."
Sakura started plucking off all the yellow swatches on the mur as...

Chapter Ten_
"Otokagure" :

Sakura was lying on her bed, the morning sun pouring in as she debated on getting up ou just sleeping the jour away. After all, it was her first jour off and the suivant one wouldn't be for an entire month.
"Do I really want to waste it par sleeping all day?" she mumbled, rolling onto her side and letting her eyelids drop.
They flickered back open when she heard Sasuke's door close before he padded through the hallway—his footsteps disappearing on the stairs. Frowning, Sakura glanced at the clock on her nightstand. It was eight. That was odd. Sasuke was normally gone before...

Chapter Three_
Goodbye


Sakura zipped up her bag before looking at her room. It was weird how it looked the same as always. That was to be expected, though. She'd only packed a week worth of clothes. When it came down to it, she could wash them ou buy more. She'd asked Tsunade to send some medical texts to her later on in the week—other than that, she had nothing else she wished to take with her.
She slung the bag over her shoulder and plucked a folded piece of paper off her desk. Staring at it with a disgruntled frown, she mumbled, "Maybe Ino-pig was right. I really don't have a life."
Sighing,...

Chapter Four_
Redefine:


Sasuke stared at the dark path leaving the village and clucked his tongue.
She was late.
He would've expected it from Kakashi, but he never recalled a time when Sakura was tardy. Hell, if memory served she was annoyingly prompt. It was probably one of the only qualities he liked about her. Though if he really thought about it, he didn't know this stranger he was waiting on. All he had were outdated memories of a former life.
His eyes fell to the ground as he recalled Kakashi's earlier words: People aren't stagnant, Sasuke and seven years is a long time.
Sasuke scoffed. It...

Chapter Thirty_
"Nerve" :

"Alright, toi have your assignments," a dit Sakura as she wiped down the dry erase board.
Turning back to the class with a wide grin, she grabbed her large bag of chocolates from behind her desk.
"I know its tradition to only give to guys, but, well, think of it as plus of a congratulations. You've all done so well, I couldn't be prouder. Happy Valentine's Day."
Her students started gathering there things before coming up to get the small box of chocolat she'd gotten for each of them with a smile and a bashful thanks. She had debated on it for a while, but she really was...