Clean Slate

At first, she is just glad he is alive. That is before she finds out. Sterile hospital walls and linen sheets are all she knows for days. The head wound keeps him unconscious and still.

“Who are you?” He asks when she opens the door.

Long term memory loss. “My name is Sakura. I am...one of your close friends.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t seem to remember…” And then Sasuke smiles like he was meant to, before he knew of murder and betrayal.

It was so beautiful her knees collapse, and Sakura weeps for what he’s lost and what he’s gained.