Chapter: My december, my love

My December -
My Love

Sometimes you feel like you are not loved and you are alone.
You almost give up, but before you finally disappear into the black dark hole inside you, someone will help you to get out and return to life. With a smile and without tears. You will be grateful to this someone, and in time you will notice how much you love them - and they love you.

[i]This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear

This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

The young girl walked through the streets with a tired look.
It was freezing cold and she pulled her brown coat closer around her body.
Her delicate hands were red and veined because she did not have her gloves with her.
With her sad and injured eyes she looked at her breath as it could be seen as white smoke for a moment in front of her.
// Like I'm smoking.//, she thought to herself with a slight smile.
She used to like winter very much, waiting for the first snowflakes every year with shining eyes and then watching them, catching them with her tongue.
Yeah, earlier. The thought pained the young girl.
Before, that was before winter cursed her for her.
He brought back so many bad memories in the girl's soul.
Her mother died three years ago in December, and her father two years later, also in December.
And now it was December again when her heart was broken again.
A pained smile played on her lips as she looked at the floor and individual tears ran down her flushed cheeks.
She went, went on and on, didn't even know where to go. Her vision was blurred by the increasing tears, but she didn't even care where she was going.
She was alone. As so often before.
Sakura didn't know how long she had been walking or where she was when she went black and fell to the floor.Sasuke was just annoyed. Why did he still have to go shopping at Christmas?
// Because the refrigerator is empty and there isn't a single store open for the next two days ... //
He sighed heavily. He hated holidays and he didn't like Christmas. Festival of love, pah, who needed something like that?
It was obvious that the young man didn’t care, because his gaze was unusually hurt and absentmindedly on the floor.
The truth was that he had spent such holidays alone for years. His family had long been dead, accidentally killed, and his older brother didn't give a damn about him. Snorting angrily, he kicked an empty Coke can away from him.
He didn't want to think of such a thing, admit his 'weakness' to himself, even if it was difficult to suppress.

[i]And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to

This is my December
These are my snow covered dreamsThis is me pretending
This is all I need

His way led him through the park, as always. But when he was walking along the narrow path as usual, he saw something lying behind a tree. On closer inspection it turned out that it was the legs of a person, probably a girl.
The Uchiha quickly put down the shopping bag and ran to the person.
When he saw her, he paused for a moment. That was his classmate, Sakura Haruno.
Her lips were already slightly blue and her skin unnaturally white.
// How broken it looks ... so helpless and in need of protection. //
He knelt next to the young girl and gently shook her shoulders, but she didn't move. He shook more and more vigorously, but it didn't help.
When he gave up and put his hand on her cheek, he was startled. She was freezing!
He looked around somewhat helplessly. //What should I do now? Just let them lie? No, I can not do that. But she doesn't wake up ... I don't even know why she is lying here and what must have happened ... there is probably only one possibility.Gritting his teeth, he slipped one arm under her neck and the other under the back of her knees.
He lifted it with a jerk, then went up again himself and was amazed to see how light it was.
With a smile he quickly went back to his bag, took it with him in one hand and then went home, where his feelings and thoughts went crazy, and only circled around the girl in his arms.
// Why does it feel so good to wear them? Does she make my heart beat so fast? Why am I so excited or even… nervous? Is that your merit? Otherwise I won't let myself be disturbed and this girl only manages it with her presence? What was she doing here anyway? Why was she lying on the floor? Damn Sakura, what happened to throw you off your feet like that? //
It was true, not only he was known as 'strong', the pink-haired woman was also not considered weak and assertive.Nobody had ever seen her sad or even cry, in any case he knew nothing about it, and then on Christmas day she was lying in the middle of the park, far away from her house? Yes, he knew where she lived, but that was the only thing that struck him at the moment. What did he actually know about the Haruno? She was 17 years old, had pink hair and green eyes, and was considered tough and cheeky. But further? Who were her parents? Did she have siblings? He also knew that she had been with Neji Hyuga for almost 6 months.
Why wasn't her parents looking for her, or Neji?
The young man was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice how he was arriving home. He looked at the door of his apartment in amazement. How should he get it open?
For better or worse he had to drop off Sakura to unlock it. With a deep sigh he leaned Sakura against the wall of the house, dug his key out of his pocket, unlocked it and put the bag aside, then he took Sakura in his arms and carried her into the house.He slammed the door elegantly with one foot.
His destination was his bedroom.
Once there, he carefully laid the girl on the bed and took off her thick coat and shoes and covered her.
How peacefully she slept, like a small, wounded angel.
//Moment! What am I thinking ?! Sakura doesn't look like an angel ... no, she's a lot more beautiful ... No, damn Sasuke stop it! //
The young man clutched his hair with his hands. He was really desperate, why did this girl bother him so much?
It was difficult for him to turn away from her, but he forced himself to do so and walked quickly out of the room so as not to return. He had to distract himself. Granting purchases. Yes, that was a good idea.

[i]And I
Just wish that I didn't feel
Like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel
Like there was something I missed
And ITake back all the things I said to you

Sakura felt something warm on her.
She wanted to see what it was because it felt so soft, but her eyelids were heavy as lead.
She felt that her legs were asleep.
As she tried to straighten up, a scent came to her nose. He beguiled her and gave her a feeling of security.
So she remained lying on the strange bed, as which she identified this soft and warm under her.
What happened again
There was one big hole in her head, but then an image came before her eyes.
Her boyfriend with her best friend, in her bed. Naked. Kissing.
The heaviness of her songs was forgotten, she opened her eyes in panic.
It closed again immediately because she was dizzy and everything was spinning.
After a few seconds she tried again, and she saw a room she had never been in before.
// Where am I? How did I get here? Ouch, my bone pain is terrible ... //She moaned slightly as she sat up.
She looked again at the room. It wasn't exceptional, a closet, a desk, two bookshelves. A television and a CD player, rather a stereo system and a huge CD stand.
A poster of some soccer team hung on the door.
The young girl frowned. This was clearly a male creature's room. But by whom?
Her gaze wandered to the right, where there was a balcony door.
She didn't know why, but suddenly she felt the need to go outside.
The pink-haired woman threw back the covers and stood up.
Her shoes were no longer on her feet, and she discovered her coat on the heater behind the bed.
She quickly grabbed the shoes underneath and slipped into them.
Her legs wobbled a little as she walked to the door, and her hand ran loosely through her tousled hair.
With her delicate hand she opened the door and was immediately greeted by a cold draft.She shuddered but closed the door again and stepped completely out into the cold winter air.
The wind played with her pink hair and the young girl closed her eyes with relish.
For a brief moment she forgot what had happened, but then she remembered it again.
It hit her like lightning, ran through her body and made her sway so that she had to hold on to the railing of the balcony.
The pink-haired man got dizzy, black appeared in front of her eyes and she ran backwards.
She expected the pain of the impact, but it didn't.
Instead, she felt two arms catching her.
"What are you doing out here?"
A cold voice, but the young girl also heard the worried tone in this not entirely unfamiliar voice.
She opened her eyes carefully and looked into two blacks.
"Sa-Sasuke?"
"No, Santa Claus," he said sarcastically.
The first shock that Sakura had had disappeared and she quickly pulled away from his arms.Sasuke watched her, slightly amused.
"What am I doing here? How did I get here?" Her clear voice was upset and slightly rough.
"How well? I found you half frozen to death in the park and carried you with me without further ado. What are you doing here? Maybe you might escape the cold."
Sakura didn't know why, but the well-known hatred rose in her towards her classmate.
What was he imagining? And he was always so cold and dismissive!
"I didn't ask you to help me or to carry me here! What do you care?", She exclaimed immediately.
He looked thoughtfully at the pink-haired woman. True, why was he so