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Haunted -- Chapter 4 of FoGAnother sleepless night met Sakura in it's cold, malevolent embrace. The bed that she used to find warm and safe now left her feeling disheartened and wanting.
The voices in my head
All the things you said
Faster the days go by and I'm still
Stuck in this moment of wanting you here
Too many nights she'd spent held in his firm grip, feeling both cherished and content, and knowing that when she woke up, he'd still be there -- that he'd already be awake, but holding her, and deliberately splaying his fingers across her stomach. Like most mornings, both would be bared to one another after a long night of intimacy that not only left her with blushing cheeks when she went to work that morning, but also with the knowledge that more than likely, there would be a repeated performance that night. And now... nothing jovial was present but tainted memories of what she could never have again.
In the blink of an eye
You held my hand, you held me tight
Near To You -- Part3 of FoGIt was the next week before Sakura and Kinnan had the time to get to know one another.
After leaving the meeting at the Hokage's office, they ran into Naruto and Sasuke coming back from a ANBU mission.
Needless to say, it didn't go well when Kinnan introduced himself.
He and I had something beautiful
But so dysfunctional, it couldn't last
I loved him so but I let him go
'Cause I knew he'd never love me back
Naruto punched him and Sasuke's scowl became more pronounced. After that, Sakura made Kinnan leave so that she could discuss the situation with her old and extremely protective teammates -- after making them promise not to lose their heads. They both reluctantly agreed as they looked at her pleading expression. So, they listened to what was going on, and why she was suddenly getting married after moping around for months about Kakashi.
They weren't happy, but Sasuke eventually nodded his understanding. Naruto on the other hand, immediately stormed to the Hokage's office and m
Better In Time -- Chapter2 FoGIt's been the longest winter without you
I didn't know where to turn to
See somehow I can't forget you
After all that we've been through
It had been mid-November when Kakashi left -- now, it was the beginning of March, and no word had come. Every day, it felt like her heart was broken further. She had no hope that after all of this time he might still be alive. It would be foolhardy. So, after a few days of self-loathing in her apartment, she went back to her work at the hospital. She was a strong and capable kunoichi, she didn't need a man to complete her. Even if said man had been part of the reason she had gotten up every morning for a time. Just to see his quirky eye crinkle or feel his unmasked lips on her neck.
She inwardly sighed. Knowing that he wasn't coming back and actually, realistically realizing it were two different things. Every knock on her door or breeze through her window sent her into another downward spiral. Naruto and Sasuke tried their best to help her get
Full of GraceShe felt the whoosh of air behind her before she felt him. As Sakura turned around to talk to him, her eyes fell on his hurried figure - packing. "Kakashi?"
He didn't move to greet her, just went around his living room stuffing things into a travel bag that shinobi used on missions.
"What's going on?" She walked nearer to him, only to stop as he glanced over at her.
"Mission." Not alot of information, but the exact minimum that he could say. She understood the need to keep a mission under wraps. Letting someone know who wasn't directly involved was dangerous. Without waiting for any kind of answer, he moved to his bedroom to continue stuffing his bag.
A sigh bubbled up inside Sakura, but she swallowed her disappointment down. "How long are you going to be gone this time?" If she wasn't watching him, she would've missed the way his hand froze momentarily before shoving an extra shirt and some scrolls into his bag. Her brow furrowed in puzzlement as she closed the gap between them and br
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.
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