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SasuSaku Month 2017
Day 20: Déjà vu

As Sasuke opened his eyes the surroundings around him were
familiar, reminding him of a time where he’d yet to make as many mistakes. The
white sterile walls and the sun shining through the window made the room feel
bright, it took him a moment until his sight adjusted.

As he tried to sit up in the hospital bed, he couldn’t help
but notice how his remaining hand was cuffed to the bed, as if that would stop
him should he decide he’d want to escape.

Sakura sat in a chair near his bed, her attention was on him
as she set her book away. “How are you feeling?” She asked, the medic in her
taking over, who knew how long he’d been asleep. The last thing he remembered
was her healing him after the battle with Naruto.

“Well.” He replied, a little stiff and disoriented, but he
knew that was probably natural. He turned his gaze toward his cuffed wrist.

“They wanted to take precautions…in case you decided to
leave the village again.” She trailed off before adding, “Naruto insisted it
was not necessary, but holding you here in the hospital over guard beats the
alternative.” Throwing you in a cell.
He could tell she didn’t want to say the words, but there was no need to
sugar-coat it, he was a criminal.

She reached for a bowl nearby and held it over to him, he
just watched her. “You must be hungry.” He struggled against the cuff on his
wrist, as if to remind her he couldn’t take the plate, much less eat on his
own. “Right.” She said, her cheeks turning pink.

She reached into the bowl and held a small slice of apple to
his mouth. Apples. He couldn’t help
but recall a similar scene back when they were children, when everything had
yet to turn completely wrong. He could see her recalling the same instance,
probably half expecting him to turn her away.

Instead he opened his mouth and bit into the slice she held
for him, his lips slightly brushing with her fingers. He ate in silence,
savoring the sweet taste of the fruit and how good it felt to eat after who
knows how long.

“Thank you.” He finally spoke as she handed him another
slice, the shock in her expression lasted only a moment before she smiled, like
she used to smile back then, back before everything went wrong.