KakaSaku: Her ScentI made this for the KakaSaku comm in LJ. I dedicated it to Leafy_Girl, Duneboo and Seoinage. Hope you like itKakaSaku: Her Scent9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sitting on a tree branch, watching her smile to that boisterous blond, I couldn't less but to think about what would've happened if she hadn't cried that night. That night when she stripped her shattered soul for me to see her, her real self, her inner self.
Sakura, why did you pick me?
Me, among all the shinobi in this village. Leaving behind your childhood adoration, leaving behind those feelings that bounded you to someone who didn't love you backů nor deserved you.
Ah, Sasuke will never know the big mistake he made by pushing you away all those times.
That night in which we drank like it was no tomorrow, celebrating Naruto's birthday and Orochimaru's absolute defeat. That night when Sasuke told you something obnoxious and you looked at him with indifference, answering him with more than wits, with intelligence and sarcasm, leaving him open-mouthed and su
KakaSakuAs snow slowly fell from the dark night sky, a 18 year old pink haired female ninja sat on watch. She looked out over the vast forests the surrounded her home village of Konoha and wept silent tears of self-pity.KakaSaku8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'Out of all my friends I am the only girl left.' She thought silently as more tears ran down her cheeks. 'Hinata has Naruto, like they always wanted. Ten-Ten has Neji, like they both always wanted. Ino has Kiba. And Temari has Shino. And yet Im sill here waiting for a man that will never come back.' She buried her face in her arms and began to tremble with tears. "Am I really so ugly?" she asked aloud.
"Sakura, you should know you aren't ugly, so many boys and men always loved you." A soft comforting familiar voice came from behind her. "But because of your blindness and single mindlessness about Sasuke they all moved on. Well almost everyone."
She dried her eyes on her shirt before her previous sensei could see the tears she was so obviously weeping.
She turned to the white h