Prompt: Post-war, Sakura releases her bottled frustrated emotions and feelings of relief onto Sasuke.
unedited. idk. started out promising, and idk how i feel about this? but enjoy!
For my-sasusaku (also did this person’s url change? because i can’t find you! and i want to properly tag you in this!!!)
She’d caught him just on his way to the market, her strides long and vigorous as she made her way in his direction. She seemed angry—at what exactly, Sasuke didn’t know, but he didn’t think he wanted to find out. However, just when he thought Sakura would pass him without a word, their eyes met, holding eye contact long enough for him to know that she wasn’t going to let him leave that easily. Shit.
Sasuke barely had time to process what was happening before he felt himself being dragged by the fabric of his shirt.
“Sakura? Hey! Wait,” he said as he attempted pry her fist open, “where the hell are we going?”
Her grip tightened. “We’re sparring. Now.”
She refused to explain any further, and he refused to ask. However, once they arrived at the training grounds things became a little easier. It was simple. All she wanted was to work on some hand-to-hand combat, she told him, and, either by some cruel twist of fate or an act of providence depending on his perspective, Sasuke happened to be the closest person she could find at the time—though how true that statement was, was debatable.
Day 01 - A song that makes you happy
Day 02 - A song that helps you clear your head
Day 03 - A song that makes you laugh
Day 04 - A song that reminds you of something sad
Day 05 - A song that has a new meaning to you every time you hear it
Day 06 - A song you can…