Daylight

Nightfall

Sasuke, I miss you so much and I miss your words too. Please don't write back until you get some time to yourself. I want to be able to read your words and let it soothe me to sleep before I am forced to erase any evidence of you. 

I love you with all my heart. 

Your wife. 

~

Wife,

I know it's been five months since I received your letter, but it is only because I did as you requested. I miss you too. Your absence haunts me: I see you in the billowing leaves and the buds that are ready to bloom. I feel your touch when a plain of grass brushes my ankles. I hear your soothing voice when I come upon a waterfall and hear the water gush forth. I see your milky complexion when I look upon the moon at night, and I am reminded of your soft pink locks whenever I pass a cherry blossom tree. If the buds have not bloomed then I try to linger in the same place until I am sure it will bloom with as much ferocious beauty as you. 

But above all, I miss your love. Your compassion. Your comfort. You. 

I have travelled the world and dimensions for half of my life, but the only moments in my life that I cherished it the most was when you - and then Sarada - were by my side. 

Burn this. 

S.U.

~

My love, 

Thank you. 

You cannot imagine how hard it was for me to burn that last letter. The dying embers that were left sparked a faucet of emotions out of me. I hope that you can return soon, although I know that is a tenuous dream, far out of our reach. Me and Naruto will continue to do whatever we can from over here, and support you in whatever way we can as you protect the world from where you are.

If you ever need anything, please do not hesitate to ask. 

I wanted to tell you that I have been filling out forms for Sarada having to enter the Academy next year. She's growing up so fast, it kind of excites me but scares me simultaneously. But I know she will far exceed our expectations. She's just like you were once, my love. I know she will also be in great care, as our friend Shino is due to be their homeroom teacher next year. 

I also wanted to inform you that after all these aggravating years, we are finally coming close to figuring out what caused Sarada's second wave of fever that activated her sharingan for the first time. Right now, all results are pointing towards an ocular user to have instigated it, but I do not understand how that could have been possible. I have a few theories that keep me up at night, but I am sure that they will be proven false after a few more tests...

Your loving wife, 

Sakura

The once sole Uchiha survivor looked down at the letter he had received from Sakura earlier that morning, and he dropped it into the growling flames that consumed each stroke of the pen until there was nothing left but ashes. Sasuke's forehead creased as he frowned down at the revelation of Sakura's words: what did it mean? Did she suspect that he was the culprit? Did she have evidence that he had betrayed her trust and contaminated their daughter with his sinful eye? Would she still love him if she knew her suspicions were well-founded? Would she forgive him? These questions spurred around his mind, leaving him clouded and torn. But above all else, one question echoed in his mind louder than any other...