"Cancer"

Written by: CheekyCherubi

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Nor do I own the character Sasuke Uchiha in any way, shape or form. I do own, however my OC Miyuki.

~Synopsis~

what day is it?

I can't seem to remember.

All I saw was the faint silhouette of a person standing before me; the faint sounds of voices in the distance.

Everything was white.

Could it be?

Am I dead?

~Chapter 1~

The name is Kazehana Miyuki, age 18, Taurus.

The guy you see standing next to me? Yeah, that's Sasuke. Only a year older than I, but he's a genius.

He and I are partners in the Anbu. We do everything together. I've known him since we were just children. I moved in with him after the night my parents were killed. Though he's a teenager, I can't help but embody him as a fatherly figure. He took care of me when I needed him, and allowed me to join him the day he left the village. But, after the war had ended, He decided that the village wide destruction of Konoha was no longer his drive. It was to protect.

It was to protect the ones he cared about most.

Today was just any ordinary day for him and me.

I was the one who sharpened the weapons, and he was the one who wrote down the encoded formula on the summoning scrolls. This was a daily routine. We had to be at our best in order to come back the way we left. I noticed something strange, though. Those bags under his eyes; were they always there? Or was I too preoccupied to notice? I walked his way after finishing my end of the routine.

"Sasuke, you look a little tired."

He looked over. I looked over his features and noticed they were much worse up close.

His flawless skin was rather pale, and his jet-black eyes were a little dim in comparison to what they'd normally be. He looked as if he was putting in an unusual amount of effort when it came to focusing on the scroll. I looked down at his hands and realized they weren't so steady. Taking precaution, I felt his forehead. The searing heat emanating from his skin made my eyes go wide.

"Sasuke you're—"

"I'm fine."
He snapped at me

"..Just a cold."

I wasn't convinced, but I had to take his word for it.

Sasuke wasn't one to let a simple cold keep him in bed. But, it wasn't what he made it out to be. No, it looked far worse than that. "Fine," I continued. "But if you start to feel worse, we can abandon the mission and take you to the Medical Corp."

He didn't respond, and continued to write away at the scroll.

Sighing slightly, I tuned my back and informed the others in a low tone to keep an eye on him. Something seems a little off.