He stared at the bottle of medicines he needed to drink everyday because of his illness. He wondered if he'd never actually recovered. It's getting worse and worse.

Then he glanced at your sleeping form on the bed. You were Sasuke's childhood friend. The Akatsuki kidnapped you to make use of your special abilities and he was assigned to watch over you. God, you look beautiful and adorable.

He chuckled softly seeing you talking in your sleep. If the circumstances are different, he would have asked you out and marry you. That was his plan. But he knew better. He can't even if he wants to.

"Fate is cruel to us, huh, sweetheart?" He murmured to you, caressing your soft hair gently.