Contrary to popular belief, he did not own a castle with elegant shoji screens and statues of gold. The only thing he had inherited upon the Uchiha clan massacre was a tarnished family reputation, a ghost town, and a useless blade.
His was a (mostly) solitary existence of long aimless wandering in search of redemption through the wilds of the country with his faithful hawk and all his worldly possessions packed in a nimble school tucked away in his cloak.
He could not offer his intended a life of luxury or the finery that she deserved. He almost felt guilty that he could not provide more than his half -wit blonde haired best friend. When she felt his discomfort stretch thin over their longs day and quiet nights Sakura merely smiled warmly and touched his cheek witha tender hand " Sasuke Uchiha, I am the most fortunate woman in the world to have you love me "
-Refracted
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