A/N: This is a very graphic story (extremely twisted). If you don't like, don't read. Themes of substance abuse, psychological manipulation, and many more will be present. TRIGGER WARNINGS.

UchiSaku. AU/ Graphic content, Rated M for a reason. Don't like? Don't read.

Summary: A rare and debilitating disorder took away her chances of living a normal life at a young age, now she is finally coming to a point in her life where she will have to traverse through different waves of crippling difficulty and revelations. UchiSaku. Dark themes ahead.

Ch.1: The fall of Man

It was the first time he would be coming home after a few months in college. To him it felt like it has been a decade since he last saw her. He was too eager; he could feel the beads of sweat beginning to form on the nape of his neck. The car ride home was not helping him settle his nerves as his fingers begin itching to run through her silky pink hair.

A loud ringing made him jump in his seat. "Sasuke, where are you right now?"

Sasuke took in a calming breath to keep him in track and secretly seethe at himself for the lack of composure in his reaction. "I'm an hour away from the compound." There was a small pause from his big brother as if he was anticipating the question that was about to come next. "How is she?" he couldn't help himself.

"She's doing fine; she's been awake for almost two days now. We don't know when the next attack might come in so it would be best if you would hurry if you still want to spend time with her conscious. She woke up with a pleasant mood too."

"Alright, I'll try to get there faster." Sasuke's body almost sang upon hearing the news that she was awake. He had so much to tell her, too many things that he knew she wouldn't be able to comprehend even if he dumbed down everything in his vocabulary, it would still be too much for her to grasp. The road to becoming a doctor is a very long and arduous route, but he wouldn't regret a single thing about it if it was all for her.

Sasuke tried to remember the first time the sleeping spells began. It was difficult to comprehend at the age of eight why Sakura began sleeping for ridiculously long amounts of time. He was upset with a mindset that he would have to face the afternoon boredom all alone.

But then, she began not waking up at all that she had to be brought to the hospital. All these contraptions, all those tubes that went under her skin and face just to sustain her alive made his skin crawl, and he eventually ran to his closest brother, Itachi, in fear of Sakura dying.

Itachi held him and comforted him as best as he could at the time, but his father was not helping him ease his worry.

Fugaku never really showed interest in Sakura, and would often call her a 'charity case' when he would have to discuss things about her to their loving mother, Mikoto.

Sasuke closed his eyes at the memory, trying his best to lock out all of the horrible things he would say about Sakura, and how he would sneer at him for showing such weakness and unnecessary concern for someone who was basically feeding off of them.

But that was then.

This is now.

The Kleine-Levin Syndrome took over Sakura's life, and the more painful it was for Sasuke to bear long periods of days without seeing her beautiful and serene green eyes.

Before he even knew it they had arrived in the compound, and the driver has finally opened the door for him. The fall of snow dropped, it reminded him that it has been a very long time since he had left. The trees no longer had leaves and the ground was almost covered in a pristine white.

Right at the entrance, he saw long pink hair swaying with the walking movements of her body. Dainty arms held tightly onto the blanket that was her source of warmth. Itachi was right beside her, towering over her greatly, but at the same time a gentle presence to assist her in walking.

"Sasuke?" it was her sweet sing-song voice calling out to him. Sakura's green eyes were wide and her face was all too giddy although a bit glazed from her last sleeping spell.

For the first time in a long time he found himself smiling, his heart was pounding unbearably fast in his chest. Itachi was there staring at his little brother, happy for him to see his best friend awake just in time.

"Welcome home, Sasuke!"

The more he got closer he couldn't help but burrow his head in the warmth of the crook of her neck. The cold of winter burned his nostrils as he breathed her in and her scent. "Sasuke that tickles!" she squealed, but he ignored her and continued the selfish action.

"I'm glad I'm home."

A/N: Next chapter will be longer, like always. This one will also be a dark fic. I plan to make a series made of writing prompts, and I would love to hear from you guys.