My very first songfiction about Sakura after Sasuke left her ^^
Not a lot of action (Sorry !!), but the whole thing fits together xD Anyway, the frame and so ... etc. Hope you like it anyway ^^ Despite the meager story xD
The original song is Hello / How are you by Hatsune Miku
The text is originally in Japanese ... but I posted it here with the English translation so that you understand something ^^

Hello!
I opened my window and whispered.
How are you?
Alone in my room, with no one.
Morning!
The morning has arrived, with a heavy downpour.
Tick ​​Tock.
Someone please rewind my spring for me.

The sun shone into my room with full force. As if she didn't know what had happened. I hate beings who pretend there's nothing. But what did the sun care how I feel right now? Alone and abandoned. Could her warmth give me back the seclusion I felt when I saw Sasuke every day? Could she do it? No.
Back when it happened ... She wasn't there then. Did she think she could make up for it by being there all the time?
If it was going to rain at least, then I could at least imagine myself in one of those love smacks, in which a happy ending would almost always come.
But now the sun was shining.
Wearily, I rubbed my eyes and sent a few angry looks across my room. Sasuke ... where are you? How are you doing at the moment Do you miss any of us ... Do you miss me?
Thoughtfully I looked at myself in the mirror, saw my hair tousled from sleep. Could someone like me be missed at all? The mirror was still silent and I was already totally annoyed by tying my hair.

Hello!
I think that kind of person appeared only in old anime.
How are you?
I am so jealous, that someone can be loved by all.
Sleeping ...
I must stop saying silly things and start preparing.
Crying ...
In order to hide my tear marks.

Do you know that I think about you all day, Sasuke? Not just when you left and left me alone ... My thoughts were always about you. Always. As if you were a deity, a hero, someone I could always admire. That's how I saw you. And when you joined my team, I knew that I didn't just admire you. What I felt for you was not admiration. What I felt for you was love.
Pathetic, isn't it? Love ... what was that word if almost everyone felt the same way about you? Everyone loved you ... and strangely enough, you couldn't give that feeling back to anyone. Did I actually think that someday someone like me might get something so big from you? I mean, I couldn't even stop you, leave me.
What have you made of me
Do you know how many times I've cried after you?Do you know how many tears I've shed because of you
Do you know how much you hurt me I still love you What an irony, isn't it?
What have you made of me

"Oh well whatever" has become my favorite phrase.
That line from yesterday went straight over my head:
"I don't have any expectations of you anymore."

A jaded beast.


Be I happy or miserable,
the morning sun will rise fairly and cruelly.
I'm already trying my best just to live,
what else do you possibly expect of me?
Thank you!
Even if just for once,
while I lament from the bottom of my heart,
I actually want to say "thank you".

And the sun will keep shining. Just look at them: we're just ephemera! What does the sun care about a single being like me? You just have to live with her. You just have to. I have often asked myself whether you can defend yourself. Wouldn't it be more suitable for me if it just kept raining? What if the world were wrapped in a curtain of darkness and sadness?
No. Then what about the others?
I sighed tiredly at my reflection. Oh, Sakura ... what has become of you? Why are you just so selfish Sakura? What about other people ... What would they become if you were so selfish?

Thank you, you said back then. Thanks for what? For bugging you all your life? Didn't I get in the way all the time?
You probably just wanted to be polite, but my words are honest: I thank you.
Because no matter how numb I am ... There will be light again, I firmly believe in it.
I smiled and looked at the sun, which shone encouragingly at me.