Sasuke's POV

"I see you are..."

I hung in disbelief..

I can't believe this. He should be dead by now!

While I was still blinking to make sure this wasn't some kind of genjutsu, the block of wood answered me with an irritating smirk,

"Yes. I'm back."

I gritted my teeth and balled my fists. Hell ready to send this stupid puppet to hell once and for all. He shouldn't have been here..

He shouldn't even be alive.

And  so I activated my Sharingan. I looked at Sakura who only froze and stared at us. It's a good thing the jutsu I put on her isn't easy to break. I smirked at the memory..

'FLASHBACK'

I stepped closer and closer towards her. She wad crying. Her back faced me, but what gave her away was her sobs. It had been one month after the fight against the puppet master, yet she still couldn't get over him.

Well, it's not like she loved him for real... right?

Only the mere thought of that, brought a slight pang in my heart. She couldn't, right? She never did love him. How could she if she already devoted her entire life for me?

She loves me-

"I l-love you so much S-Sasori.."

Nevermind.

She cried louder and hugged his grave stone. If I'm not mistaken, today is their first anniversary. And how did I knew this? Because exactly one year ago from today, was the same day she left Konoha..

The same day she left me.

Brokenhearted.

I know it sounds like a joke.. Four years back, I was the one who left her. And now it seems like there was a sudden turn of events..

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breathe.

I wish everything could go back to the way it used to be. I wish she could just stop denying that she still loves me.. and I really wish that she still does though. If not,

I don't know anymore..

I know it is completely not like me to not have a back-up plan but, what else could I do? Beg for her forgiveness again, and get rejected and yelled at in an instance? Oh please, even the Dobe's not that stupid to do such thing.

We should know. We are her teammates after all.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind. What if, there is a way to get things back to order.. Better yet, bring our Sakura back? The old her. The one that smiles every minute or so. The one that hits Naruto whenever he's being a baka.. The one that loves me..

I smirked. This is a perfect oppurtunity..

I kept my chakra expertly masked. And so, with the speed of light, I got behind her and knocked her out.

~

I brought her to the hospital and performed the jutsu.. but of course, with the help of her shishou, Lady Tsunade.

It's a miracle that she agreed to do this to her apprentice, but when I asked her why, she reasoned out with "Sakura needs to forget her painful past. Her memories with him is useless now, even if she does love that ex-Akatsuki. She needs to move on.."

When the memory-erasing jutsu was done, the Hokage walked towards the door, but stopped in midway and said "You better take good care of her Uchiha. This is your last chance to be with her.. Leave her again, and you'll be sorry you even returned this village. I am going to inform Naruto and the others about this situation."

And with that, the blonde Godaime exited the room.

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A few hours later, her emerald eyes fluttered open. I smiled. "Sakura," she then averted her gaze towards me. She had a puzzled expression that suddenly made me a little bit guilty.

"Sasuke-kun?"

But to hell with it.

She haven't called me that for more than a year. Ever since she came back from the redhead when she was kidnapped by the Akatsuki, she stopped adding the suffix. And hearing her now, saying my name with her sweet angelic voice made my heart beat. "Sakura, are you okay? How are you feeling?" I asked while looking deep in her eyes for hate or disgust towards me.. but none.

The jutsu worked perfectly.

"I'm feeling a little dizzy at the moment. What happened anyway?"

"We got ambushed by some rogue ninjas on our way home from a mission."

"Oh."

She then averted her eyes at the table next to her bed. Her eyes widened. I smirked again.. "W-Who brought me that? T-That is.. a.." I held her hand and cut her off before she could finish.

"Me.. and yes, it's a daffodil. The flower of hope."

'END OF FLASHBACK'

Call it karma, but I couldn't care less.

It hurts me to see her like that.

It hurts me to hear her cries..

And most of all,

It hurts me to know,

That she didn't love me anymore..

Because of him.

And now,

He's back.

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