A/N: it's been how long? A year? More than that? (smiles) domo arigatou gozaimasu to those who'll read/possibly review in this chapter. After so many month of love-less romance, I finally find the will to write… after a rather bitter encounter with a certain someone :3 (sigh) anyway…
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-kattylin/xemotionallyCONSTIPATEDX thanks those who've supported her up to this long- :) ilabshoo guys :) –glomp-
-let me wish you a good night's sleep-
Can you hear me?
But either way, I can't believe I'm saying this but I-I think I love you…again
EVEN IN MY DREAMS
I THINK OF YOU
She woke up, snuggled amongst layers and layers of soft cuddly duvets, sheets, blankets, pillows, and others, snuggled safely against her, guaranteeing her a good deep sleep.
She felt her limbs aching, her back burning… her abdomen… her stomach crawling.
Memories of the past night haunted her 'Sasuke-kun' she tried to whisper his name, but to no avail. She tried opening her eyes but found that the action was all in vain. 'i…' she tried moving her hands, finding that searing pain prevented her from doing so.
In deep silence, she found herself falling into a deep eternal sleep, heavier…heavier, her eyelids felt… 'i…'
And there was a mewl.
Soft, barely audible but it was there. 'my-my baby…' and followed was the deep shushing noise of a deep baritone voice that reminded her of one person- 'Sasuke-kun'
And she shot up vividly, her body finding a sudden surge within it. She sat up so fast that she felt her back twist with a painful 'crack'; but that wasn't what she was worrying about right now.
Turning to her side, she saw her beloved, holding a small bundle of white in his arms, the red and white uchiwa fan embedded on the pale blanket. Her eyes softened as it fell to the two. Raven haired man holding a small infant in his arms, cherishing it as though it were to break at any moment.
"shh… uruzai yo ne, Rio-chan" she heard him whisper softly, cradling the small body within his "we don't want to wake up mommy, ne?" he hummed to her, as she recognized, a song from their youth, shushing her to sleep.
At the synchronized breathing of their- their child, she felt herself smile. Making his way towards her, with a sleeping infant in his arms, Sakura couldn't help but beam at the sight.
"Sakura…" he whispered, lovingly looking into her viridian irises.
"Sasuke-kun…" she said back as he handed her their daughter- their child. Calmly, she took the child to her own arms, enflaming it with her body's warmth. Vaguely, she felt him tracking her cheek with the ghost of his fingers.
His touch was smooth, yet rough; loving yet holding with pain. He looked at her face once again- her beautiful, beautiful face, etched with tiredness from childbirth.
IN MY HEART I KNOW
I WANT YOU BY MY SIDE
DON'T LET GO
I NEED YOU
He smiled softly against her skin, pale face buried against the crook of her neck, savouring the sweet, ivory flesh. "Sakura…" he whispered… groaned in need.
She moaned as she felt light kisses trailing up and down her neck "Sasuke-kun…" she let her eyelids fall and her posture weaken at his touch, body heating up in deep surge "Sasu- ah" her eyes shot open at the feel of someone watching. True enough, when she turned her attention to the nearby door of the enormous room, there stood a little boy, no older than four staring at them with utter confusion.
Pushing her lover, she shot up quickly, eyes darting to the small raven-eyed toddler. Confusion written in his eyes, it's mouth opened and spoke a word that caught her immediately off-guard.
HERE, WITH ME,
NO ONE ELSE…
She looked back to her lover, obviously startled. Silently, she tried to look into his eyes now blocked by his bangs. From the angle, she couldn't read his expression but she just feel how tense he is right now.
Silently, he stood, walking towards the boy until he was at it's back, holding the child's shoulders and looking at her dead on. Monotonously, he spoke, no hint of emotion staining his voice but sheer pain and determination showed through his dark obsidian eyes.
"Sakura, he's name is Sano." Then a pause; with it, Sakura could see him struggling with words "he…he's my son"
NO MATTER HOW HARD I FALL
NO MATTER HOW HARSH YOUR WORDS ARE
I STILL LOVE YOU
And for some reason, she couldn't breathe.
THROUGH THE REJECTIONS YOU'VE MADE
IT'S JUST TO MUCH
"gomen na, Sakura…"
A/N: and I end it here… short ne? gomen don't worry though- this fic is worth the 'go'. –poke, poke- review, ne? criticisms, swears, approvals, and everything :P
Hugs and kisses- review please!