She was annoying. Squealing and screaming everywhere we went. I didn't know how to shut her up and it wasn't as if Naruto wasn't any better. Both of them were annoyingly loud.

Within that loudness, I saw a brightness within Naruto. Like the sun.

Within Sakura, I didn't knew. It was bright and alluring. But I didn't know what it was. Maybe her hair?

When I realised that my own darkness would fade away if I were to stay close to that light, I stayed away.

I left everything.

The house where I was raised as an innocent child. My mother who cared for all of us. My father who trained all of us. My brother who died for all of us.

The compound where my clan lived. That woman, Izumi, who had my brother's heart. My father's subordinates. Every Uchiha.

The teacher who taught me the Chidori and improved my speed in a matter of days. Who pardoned me after everything.

The friend who lost an arm for me. Who fought for me. Who almost died for me more than once.

The woman who loved me even though I broke her too many times.

And the home they became for me.

When you visit go for a picnic to watch the cherry blossoms, the winds blow and they dance along with it.

That one moment of dance is the most beautiful moment. And that was her.

But it ends, therefore, it's better to let go.

****

I thought I saw the dance of the cherry blossoms once again when I saw her hair dancing with the wind. But why wasn't that ephermal?

Her hair was still there and it danced whenever the winds blew.

It danced in the night during the war against Madara.

And when we fought Kaguya.

And when I caught her. I'll never forget that one moment, not because of my sharingan, but because of how she looked at me and how I felt myself looking at her.

When we travelled.

When we fought.

When she told me she was pregnant.

When our daughter was born. We were in the hideout where winds couldn't blow, but her hair was sprawled and it still reminded me of those bloosoms.

When we got married after the birth of our daughter. We held her together and her hair blew. It was long and a few strands flew into my mouth when I wanted to tell her to adjust it.

When our daughter was named Sarada. God knows how Tsunade became the fifth Hokage. That woman brought sake as a gift for our daughter.

Her hair danced.

After thirty-three years in this world, her hair dances when the wind blows.

Cherry blossoms are eternal, for they bloom every year.

P.S. That doesn't change the fact that she's annoying and does annoying things. Why the hell does she have to wear that godforsaken dress which reveals her abdomen?

---By NaTsuMe_SenJu