(Naruto) Cherry Blossom Days

The years flowed like water. She only wanted to hold on to something. But when the truth came to light, all they could do was miss each other. [Shallow Wounds of Summer, Sakura's Passing] Shallow memories of wounds against the brilliance, Summer's words drift as cherry blossoms dance along the winding paths. A fleeting life, a dream of youthful splendor, How many years must pass before right and wrong are clear? This story is dedicated to Itachi. My short fanfiction: My long fanfiction: Recommended stories: [BG] [BL] Theme: