Rec: NaruSasuSaku fic
Mon, May. 12th, 2008 02:46OKAY THIS FIC IS GORGEOUS, GO READ IT NOW.
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One-shot, Naruto/Sasuke/Sakura (Sakura POV), complete, with GORGEOUS imagery and sharp insight into Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura (and even Sai and Kakashi. I approve.) It start after Sasuke's revenge is done and he comes home, and they try to get used to things again. Lots of unsaid/suggestive/poetic moments, (though it's not so poetic that it loses all actual, realistic meaning XD).
"When approaching a trauma scene there are guidelines and priorities to be followed and even though Sakura can barely hear Tsunade's iron voice grinding away over the frantic scuff of her own feet on the ground, she's been trained to the point where her limbs are not her own. So even though she just wants to fall to her knees and burst into tears and maybe laugh a bit and maybe celebrate this new stillness at the heart of everything -- home, home, home -- she finds herself cataloging visible wounds and vital signs and pulling her gloves off, like a puppet whose strings are held by an impersonal force.
Naruto, though, Naruto's so out of it that he tries to feel both of Sasuke's carotid pulses at once, and Sakura yanks one of his hands away before he cuts off the blood supply to the brain and Sasuke actually dies, because wouldn't that just be the perfect fucking irony right now."
Read it now, peasants. >:O
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One-shot, Naruto/Sasuke/Sakura (Sakura POV), complete, with GORGEOUS imagery and sharp insight into Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura (and even Sai and Kakashi. I approve.) It start after Sasuke's revenge is done and he comes home, and they try to get used to things again. Lots of unsaid/suggestive/poetic moments, (though it's not so poetic that it loses all actual, realistic meaning XD).
"When approaching a trauma scene there are guidelines and priorities to be followed and even though Sakura can barely hear Tsunade's iron voice grinding away over the frantic scuff of her own feet on the ground, she's been trained to the point where her limbs are not her own. So even though she just wants to fall to her knees and burst into tears and maybe laugh a bit and maybe celebrate this new stillness at the heart of everything -- home, home, home -- she finds herself cataloging visible wounds and vital signs and pulling her gloves off, like a puppet whose strings are held by an impersonal force.
Naruto, though, Naruto's so out of it that he tries to feel both of Sasuke's carotid pulses at once, and Sakura yanks one of his hands away before he cuts off the blood supply to the brain and Sasuke actually dies, because wouldn't that just be the perfect fucking irony right now."
Read it now, peasants. >:O