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he’s showing her the SHIPPING WALL

He’d been staring at his phone for a while now. He’d been contemplating whether to bother texting anyone. And if he did, how they would take it. With a sigh, he furrowed his brows.

TO: SAKURA FROM: SASUKE

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legacyoftheuchiha said: sensei please end him ...

wrong sensei loves me the best

HE OUTRIGHT TOLD ME HE WAS STARTING TO REALLY LIKE ME

“Haruno, it is to my understanding that you normally reside in the same area as Ino Yamanaka, correct?”

“Hey hey! Sakura!!”

it is dark here. white lines on the dark pink surface of this place outline a grid. here … thi place…. it is familiar. it is a consciousness shared by many. it is the realm… of sakuras.

     Collecting herbs from the gardens had become common place for the gardener of the Garibaldi family, each one a brand new discovery in his endless amounts of time spent in isolation. Through ears alone, the knowledge of tastes and uses of the edible flowers were picked up from the royal kitchens, information stored away and useful once dumped into the vast garden with nothing but himself and the flowers.

     Unfortunately, none of which he'd found easily days ago in that green cage were present in this section of Sector 6's garden, knees and hands coated in soil as certain flowers reminiscent of the ones in his memories were inspected.

     "None of these seem to be right, either..." Tail drooped downward as disappointment settled in, the balls of his feet pushing against grass until he was seated on the ground with knees in the air. The excursion was pointless, as he came up with nothing. Perhaps some kind of guidance would be needed to garner any results, but for now, he would lean back and enjoy the brisk morning wind carrying through the endlessly-sunny sector.