[ It's still oddly jarring to see him like that; the way he did before. It feels like years now. Decades. Entire galaxies away from where they stand now. He's a different person here, the way he's different in those clothes and different from where she left him at home.
The thought of what she left behind turns her stomach and Sakura opts to not think of it often (ever).
She's already outside, back to a wall, leaned there with relaxed shoulders. Morning run over and changed back into proper clothes, she's far too excited about the prospect of breakfast.
When Sasuke comes out, her smile brightens as she pushes away from the wall, walks to meet him. ]
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The thought of what she left behind turns her stomach and Sakura opts to not think of it often (ever).
She's already outside, back to a wall, leaned there with relaxed shoulders. Morning run over and changed back into proper clothes, she's far too excited about the prospect of breakfast.
When Sasuke comes out, her smile brightens as she pushes away from the wall, walks to meet him. ]
I'm sorry if I woke you.