ALRIGHT GANG, LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN!
Edited, reads better. I'm actually going to CONTINUE IT this time. :|
(C) Kishimoto
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The sound of the heart monitor was what he woke up to.
A shot to the head was all he remembered.
The room smelled of antiseptics; he figured he was in a hospital. Of course, once he shifted his weight to get a better view of everything, that was the definite answer. The I.V needle moved stiffly in his arm. He focused his eyes, blinking away the dots as he took in the room. The first thing that hit him was the bland squareness of the room, and how very little there was in it: the large window on the right wall with curtains opening, showcasing the inappropriate weather; the bathroom at the south-east corner of the room; the white bed, rigid and uncomfortable.
He flicked his eyes towards the door as he noticed two bulky men guarding it.
'What the hell...'
"What the hell?" He croaked, causing one of the men to look up from the wall to look for the source of the noise he had just heard. Once the man's eyes fell upon the patient his eyebrows lifted in surprise. The shorter of the two guards yelled to somebody, and a woman in dark pink scrubs came rushing inside his room and began fiddling with the nearest monitor.
"Oh my god, you're awake!" She tossed glances from the patient to the machine as she worked, obviously checking for irregularities in the vitals and administering any needed medication. Quickly, she then scribbled something on a clipboard she had until then held under her arm. "Absolutely unbelievable… never seen such a recovery in my life… never expected you to awaken!" she blurted out between notes. Her perky demeanor was, to be blunt, insufferable.
She scanned the papers adamantly, "Akasuna Sasori, correct?"
He nodded.
"Do you remember anything? Anything at all?"
Sasori blinked slowly, tentatively.
"Getting shot." 'And being betrayed,' he added as a bitter afterthought.
The nurse's demeanor was quickly replaced with a downcast look, "Oh… right."
Sasori grimaced, licking his lips slowly. "How long was I out?"
"Pardon?"
"How long was I out?"
The nurse inhaled sharply, and bit her lip. "Four years…"
Sasori blanched.
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