It was especially bad when she saw the snowflakes slide to the ground, when she saw how they tried to panic and reach for one another, only to finally arrive on the ground - to fail - to perish, like thousands of their predecessors and laggards.

Sakura felt like a snowflake. She had tried to pull Sasuke over to her side, but in the end it was tears that made her cry. He left the village without saying goodbye and since then her thoughts have raced around one and the same question: Did he know what gaping wound he left behind in her hollow heart?

Did he know what it felt like to beam everyone year after year? To get Ino to stroll and be amazed at the snow? To persuade everyone to become a horror pixie and a real Christmas pixie? Did he know the effort it took to maintain that mask?

But when she looked outside, saw the first snow fall, she softly hummed the melody that was her mother's last memory ... Silent Night, Holy Night, All is calm, All is bright ... Silent night, holy night ... Sakura loved this song. She had even bought a music box - well, had it bought. Strictly speaking, it was the music box that made it think of Sasuke when it snowed.

Sasuke had bought her the music box. They had a real Christmas elf again and both of them had pulled each other. Ino made fun of it, but Sakura was uncomfortable, especially when Sasuke's cheeks were adorned with a touch of pink. The color of the hair on his face didn't seem right to her, even if she wanted to embrace the sky with exultation inside ...
"I hope you like it and you won't forget ..." If Sakura thought about his words today, it could mean a lot. What shouldn't she forget? The giver of the music box? The memory of her mother and this song or the deeper meaning that he - Sasuke - attached to this gift, this music box and the melody?

Sakura had thought about this for years. Every time it was an anniversary of his loss, she wondered what meaning this song had for him ... Silent night ... Holy Night ... Was this silent harmony between the two of you something sacred and therefore unforgettable ... ? Or did the memory of her mother move him so much ...? Sakura never understood him. He not only spoke in riddles, he also behaved like one: the unsolvable riddle, the quietest, dearest and most secret secret that she ever possessed ...

"Silent night ..." A whisper in her ear.
"Holy night ..." she agreed.
"All is calm ..." Was that a smile in his voice? Was that real? Was that...?
"All is bright ...", she sang on anyway and then turned around.
There he was. Sasuke. More beautiful and radiant than ever. 'round your virgin, mother and child ... "
"holy infant so tender and mild ..." tears wet her cheeks - her voice became hoarse and her heart beat for joy. Before Sakura had even realized his return, she rushed towards him and threw herself into his quietly outstretched arms."sleep in heavenly peace
sleep in heavenly peace ... "
This ended the first stanza of Sakura's latest chapter in life.
"I'm sorry, little cherry blossom ..." He gently kissed her tears away. "But it took me a while to find my way back to me and you ... Naruto once said ... Friends are the people who play the melody of life for you when you forget it ...", explained he. "And you are the girl with the music box who stands at the window year after year, admiring the first snow and waiting quietly for a hopeless idiot ..."
She wanted to contradict, appease him, just enjoy this moment, but he laid his head on hers and kissed her forehead while he said: "I never want to leave you alone for Christmas - because all I need is you."

A / N: "Friends are the people who play the melody of life for you when you forget it" I took over from the Internet in a modified version. "Silent night" is the English equivalent of "Silent Night" and was sung by numerous artists.