Kaoru Sakura's Death

Uchiha Apricot did not know what time it was.

The wind was fierce.

Heavy snow swirled through the air, leaving heaven and earth a vast expanse of white.

Uchiha Apricot carried the no-longer-breathing Sasuke tightly on her back as she slowly stepped forward.

Sasuke, covered in blood on her back, had already been dyed snow-white by the falling snow.

The wind and snow stung her eyes as Uchiha Apricot walked toward the city with a vacant gaze.

She clearly still had plenty of strength, yet she trudged forward one step at a time, as though every step weighed a thousand pounds.

Because she did not know how she was supposed to go back.

Lost.

The snow fell harder and harder...