Disclaimer: Hey everybody, unfortunately I don't own Naruto. If I did, then Sakura would get her wish, and could be with Sasuke.
Read on and enjoy. I hope you like it. : )
Secret Admirer
Sakura sat quietly on a tree branch and watched Sasuke and Naruto fight against each
other. Neither one seemed to notice her anymore, so she pulled a small spiral out of her pouch
and began to turn to a blank page. The pages were filled with drawings of Sasuke, as well as
multiple poems, and had Uchiha Sakura written all over it. She lingered over a page and lovingly
caressed the adorable black and white picture of Sasuke sleeping. It was her favorite picture that
she had drawn. She had drawn it by firelight, while it was her turn for watch on an overnight
mission.
She still remembered how dreamy and innocent he had looked in his slumber. It had been
all she could do to keep her fingers from gently brushing his bangs from over his eyes. Jostling
herself back to the present, Sakura sighed and continued flipping through her spiral. Finally,
around halfway through the notebook, she found a blank page. Sakura settled herself more
comfortably on the tree branch and began to write...
LOVE WILL FIND A WAY
They said you couldn't love
So I prayed to god above
To let my smile be bright
And be your guiding light
So whether it's night or day
You will always know your way
Back to your rightful place
In my loving embrace
Although you may not love me now
I know that someday, somehow
Love will find a way
And in my arms you'll stay
Pausing in his fight with Naruto, Sasuke looked up, and noticed that Sakura was contentedly
writing in a small spiral, completely absorbed in what she was doing. 'What in the world' he
thought, then quickly turned back to Naruto who was getting closer to him on the field.
Smiling to herself Sakura looked over her new poem for errors, and then glanced
down to see if the fight had ended yet. When she noticed that it hadn't, she again sighed. 'Oh
well', she thought, 'I can always draw'. Unknown to Sakura, Sasuke had caught he writing in
her spiral, and wanted to know what it said, if only he could get it away from her.
