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ok ilu

[sharingan]

He'll eat everything.

i almost tagged you with my sasuke journal by accident

[haruno]

[ okay that-

that gets actual laughter, stifled behind a hand. ]

He'd be bad for business.

sasukeception

[sharingan]

Bad for his own business.

sasukecest??? wait-

[haruno]

He'd always claim to be quality testing, I bet.

oops

[sharingan]

Hn.

[ he falls quiet for a moment after that, but it isn't tense, the way these silences often are with Sasuke. when he speaks again, his cadence is almost relaxed. ]

His face must have been priceless.

[haruno]

[ Sakura huffs out a noise, still a little embarrassed. ]

He's ridiculous.

[sharingan]

He's always been that way.

[haruno]

He wouldn't be Naruto if he wasn't.


His expression was definitely memorable, though.

[sharingan]

Why?

[ sasuke if you were any more straightforward. ]

[haruno]

Mm, well. I don't know if I've ever seen him look so shocked or flustered.

[sharingan]

That's not what I meant.

[haruno]

Then perhaps you should say what you do mean.

[sharingan]

Naruto-kun?

[ even Sasuke knows you've never done that before, and he wasn't around for a long time in their world. ]

[haruno]

[ Sakura stops, falling quiet for a moment. teasing aside, she really does linger on the question of why.

her voice is soft as she answers, though the smile in it is unmistakable. ]

I was happy. I was so happy. I didn't even think about it when I said it.

[sharingan]

[ it's sensible.

Sasuke has never been one to ascribe to honorifics. everything changed after he'd lost his family. even now, he can't find it in himself to care enough to use them.

happiness is such an obscure concept to him. he can't connect her words to a real feeling. ]

Hn.

[haruno]

I suppose...

[ she's thinking now, truly putting some consideration towards this. because she knows herself so well, and even a slight inebriation of alcohol wouldn't force something out that she didn't want to say in the first place. but it's tricky, isn't it. at least a little-

because she has such strong feelings about both of them. can never quite place a name to what she feels because it grows and grows and changes and grows some more.

when Sasuke had left Konoha, it had broken her heart. when she felt Naruto dying beneath her, it echoed that same feeling inside of her. so really-

really, she could say- ]

I suppose I said it to him for the same reasons I say it to you.

[sharingan]

[ this could mean any number of things.

Sasuke closes his eyes against the night and against the residual hum of warmth caused by sake murmuring in his blood. the declarations she'd given so brazenly when they were young— ]

Sakura.

[haruno]

[ something in her, something small and childlike and still so bright and hopeful, still flutters when he says her name. ]

Yes?

[sharingan]

[ i'm not that boy.
you can't compare us.
how can you still think that way?

in seconds, he runs through a handful of possible responses, and systematically discards each one (too callous, too soft, too much of a lie). he exhales, long and slow. ]

Don't wait up.

[haruno]

It's going to become a bad habit, you know.

Not saying what you mean.

[ because please, she knows better than to think he'd tell her that. ]

[sharingan]

You should be careful of the things you say.

[haruno]

And you should be careful of the things you don't.

[sharingan]

One is far less dangerous.

[ and it isn't yours :L ]

[haruno]

[ YOU ARE SO FRUSTRATING!!!!!!!!!! ]

There's nothing dangerous about being honest with the people that care about you, Sasuke-kun.

[sharingan]

[ alright, he can't argue that. he flew off the handle at Saralegui for lying to him, before he'd returned to their world for three years. lying... it didn't help anyone. but Sasuke isn't used to this kind of policy— it's easier to omit.

but fine: since you're pushing the topic. ]

How can you love a person that you know nothing about?