Eight

"Under the orange sun,
We're dancing without a shadow,
There's no decided goodbye,
Let's meet in the beautiful memories."

Sakura finished the dishes and dried off her hands. Sasuke wasn't in the living room anymore and she found him at the door to Sarada's room. Watching her sleep, the saddest expression on his face. He noticed her approach and pushed away from the door. He didn't hide his sadness from her and Sakura gave him a small smile, reaching for his hand.

"Let me look at your wound." She whispered. "I can tell you're not fully healed." Sasuke gave a small shake of his head, an amused smile on his lips as he let her lead him to the bedroom. Sakura closed the door and Sasuke pushed his vest off. "Oh, I can do that." Sakura murmured, her feet padding over the floor. Sasuke lifted his arm and Sakura pulled his shirt off. His wound from the earlier fight had stopped bleeding but hadn't fully healed yet. Sakura set het palm flat against his abdomen and Sasuke tensed a little, looking down at her.
"Cold?" she had no idea why she was whispering. Maybe it had been so long since she'd been alone with him that being like this made her chest feel like it was being crushed by some unknown force. Maybe it was that she missed him so much that being this close to him physically hurt. Maybe it was just that even though she understood his situation, being away from him didn't make her need him any less. Tears filled her eyes, but didn't spill over. Her hand shook so hard she was sure he would notice. "No," he answered, just as softly. A green glow enveloped her hand and she began mending him as she'd done so often all those years ago.

"I…" she choked, her throat suddenly too tight. Sasuke continued to look down at her. She continued to look at her hand on his chest. "I missed you." Her tears spilled over. Without a word, Sasuke reached his arm around her, pulling her against him. Sakura pressed her face into his chest, not even bothering to hide her tears from him, not feeling embarrassed that she was crying on him. They stood like that, together, for a long time and when she finished healing him, Sakura put her arms around him. Sasuke's arm tightened around her in response. "Me too," He said into the silence. Sakura closed her eyes, pressing closer to him. Sasuke's hand slid up her back, cupping the back of her neck. "Sakura," his voice was a broken whisper, "thank you."
Sakura pushed back a bit to look up at him. "For what, Sasuke-kun?"
Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut as he leaned in, pressing his forehead against her's. "Sarada is…she's perfect."
A sob worked its way up her throat but Sasuke silenced it, his mouth fusing with her's. Sakura made a pained sound, her hands working their way up and around his shoulders as she kissed him back desperately. Sasuke lifted her up easily and Sakura's legs went around his waist automatically. Without breaking the kiss, Sasuke laid her back on the bed and then sat back to look at her underneath him. Her hair spilled around her, eyes shining, lips pink. Without a word, Sakura reached for him and Sasuke made a sound low in his throat and leaned down to kiss her again. There was no stopping them. Years of missed moments. Of touches and kisses that only happened in their fantasies. She wanted it to never end. If Sakura had to relive this day for the rest of her life, she would never be able to complain. She smiled against his mouth, her hands slid into his hair, fingers gripping tightly when his hand slid down her thigh, pulling it up against him. Sakura's back arched off of the bed as she curled her leg around his waist and pulled him flush against her. Sasuke groaned into her mouth and there was no stopping the desperate, haphazard way they undressed between kisses. He said her name like a prayer into the crook of her neck when there was nothing between them. They moved together, slowly at first, a little unsure and then suddenly frantically, almost out of control. Sakura's legs locked tightly around him. "I love you," Sakura told him and Sasuke slowed, "I," he gasped softly against her skin, so quietly she barely heard him. "Missed you so fucking much, Sakura."
She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, her heart lurched painfully in her chest as she reached up to cup his face and bring him closer to her mouth. Sasuke kissed her without hesitation and she clung to him, hugging him close. When she rocked her hips against him, Sasuke lost control. They moved together until her back arched and she cried out and Sasuke stilled on top of her, body tight and biting down on his lip. When he finally opened his eyes, Sakura stared up at him, eyes smiling. Sasuke couldn't look away, that same feeling he always felt when he was around her stirring in his chest. Maybe it was awe. Sakura could see the heartache swirling in his eyes. She reached up slowly, brushing the hair from his face.

"Welcome home, Sasuke-kun."