Sakura wakes from a year long coma. She turned to the blonde haired blue eyed guy in a tasteless orange jumpsuit, "Who are you exactly?" In which even the strongest cry sometimes. AU Dark!fic HidanXSakura
Of Blacken Hallelujahs and Honey Bees
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Part One: Effect
It was with suddenness that she became aware she was in pain. She attempted to squirm her body, shift positions, and hopefully knock away whatever was holding her down to a, thankfully, soft surface but her limbs felt heavy and she became increasingly frustrated that she could not move.
She cried out, her voice tearing through a raw throat with such a pain filled beg to whoever was not allowing her even the simple pleasure of opening her eyes; to move aside and let her go, it was almost like her entire body was on fire. She struggled for a moment forcing her eyelids open and was met with the assault of white tiles laying above her head.
Gasping for air, she turned her head to hopefully glare at whoever had held her down but nobody was there. Blinking at the emptiness that lay before her she turned her head to her body she found her limbs unbound laying freely on a bed, a light blanket covering her abdomen and legs. She stared at her arms, fascinated that they looked so thin and frail almost breakable as if she would shatter any moment. She narrowed her eyes when, upon wanting to bring her arm to her face to inspect her wrist that she was positive had been full and healthy just the night before her arms stayed unmoving in position next to her body.
For a moment she panicked that she was paralyzed and that's why she couldn't move; but her moment was short lived as curtains to her right were pulled roughly aside. She turned to look at the person, eyes landing on a dark haired girl with an easily forgettable face in a nurse outfit.
She frowned, realization flooded her as she concluded she was in the hospital and that maybe she had been so sick that she had been delirious with fever and hadn't remembered arriving at the building. Maybe the sickness had made her rapidly lose weight too. It wasn't common, but neither was it unheard of. The nurse froze as she took in her alert but curious form and opened eyes. Her hands flew to her mouth, but instead of the scream the girl had steadied herself for, the nurse cried out "oh" and rushed forward.
"Can you hear me," The nurse asked, shinning a light in her's eyes. She closed her eyes against the assault, her eyes burning as her vision blurred. When the light clicked off, she opened her eyes and looked at the nurse who was starring at her with something akin to worry and... the girl couldn't quiet place the second emotion that was flashing in the elder girls eyes. Sadness? Relief, maybe?
"Can you hear me," she asked again this time more firmly.
She tried to open her mouth and tell the nurse yes, but found she couldn't, her jaw firmly locked in place. The panic from before came back into full swing, causing her heart to start racing, eyes flashing with fear. The nurse took her hands and curled them around two of her fingers.
"Squeeze my fingers if you can hear me," The nurse said. The girl began to struggle as none of her limbs wanted to move, her eyes alternating between her hands which lay immobile to the girl who was staring at her with worry growing on her face. The girl's eyes flashed with terror as the idea of never using her limbs again rushed into her head with such a force she was winded. Sweat broke out across her brow as she struggled, willed her hands to move, to let her know that she could still move. The struggle began to tire her out, and she found the sides of her vision beginning to cloud with darkness.
Panic coursed through her body her breath coming out in panic gasps. The nurse repeated her instruction muscles tensed in case the girl had an attack. The girl looked at the nurse, willing even just her mouth to open to tell the nurse that she was, but her body just wasn't listening to her. Tears pricked the back of her eyes as she willed herself with just a tiny twitch-
She let out a sigh of satisfaction and fell backwards into the darkness as her hands squeezed tightly around the woman's fingers.
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There was ringing off into the distance and it took him a few minutes to realize it was his phone. He sighed, irritated and opened his eyes, reaching over the body of his girlfriend who turned to glare at him and the phone for waking her up. Rolling his eyes at the antics he flipped open his phone.
"This is Naruto."
Hinata shifted and buried her nose into her pillow. Trying to force herself back to sleep and the wonderful dream she had been having, she was jarred from her rest as Naruto bolted up right.
"What," he squeaked, "When?"
Hinata sat up instantly worried and alert. Naruto looked at her, eyes shining with excitement as he grinned widely, "Yes! Yes! We'll be right there!"
"What happened," Hinata asked as Naruto dropped the phone in her lap and scrambled out of bed to shove his legs in a pair of jeans he had discarded on the floor.
He paused, turned and tackled Hinata back onto the bed, kissing her gleefully.
"What happened," She squealed. Had Ichiraku's started a sale...?
"That was the hospital. Sakura woke up," he breathed against her. Hinata took a second to register what he had said before she cried out, "Oh my God!"
Naruto scrambled to the side to avoid Hinata as she shot out of bed, grabbing her clothes and pulling them on hastily, ignoring how bad she looked and the Hyuuga pride in favor of the news. Hiashi would understand and if he didn't she would make him understand.
"Call Sasuke. I'll call Ino," she said, flipping open her phone in excitement as she slid into a a pair of flip flops.
She pressed the number for Ino's phone and pressed the device to her ear. It rang three times before Shikamaru's sleepy voice answered the receiver.
"Hinata?"
"Shikamaru," she squeaked in happiness as she turned to Naruto as he delivered the news to the younger Uchiha, "Wake up Ino!"
"She's gonna be mad. What's going on," he asked, even as he called for Ino to wake up. Hinata could hear her grumble but knew she was awake.
"You're on speaker. What's up Hinata," Ino grumbled.
"The hospital called! They said Sakura woke up," It was quiet on the other end of the phone and she imagined the two were letting the news sink in much like she had done. Hinata climbed into the car as Naruto took the drivers seat.
"Oh my God!" Ino's voice screamed into the receiver, "When?"
"Just now!"
"We'll be there in a few moments," Shikamaru said into the phone clicked and a dial tone sounded in her ear. Hinata looked down at her phone, scrolling until she reached another name. She called it and waited for the phone to pick up as she turned to look at the guard at the school gate.
"Genma," Naruto whined.
"Save it. I already heard. Just go. Tell her I said hi and I'll see her when I get off," He smiled. Naruto cried out his thanks and shot forward once the gates were open enough.
"Imouto-san," Neji's voice sounded in her ear.
"Neji! Guess what?"
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Somebody was brushing her hair to the side when she opened her eyes again. Turning her head, this time a little bit easier than the last time she had woken up, she saw a man standing beside her. He smiled down at her, not that she could tell since he was wearing a mask, but the crinkling of his eyes told her he was.
"Welcome back Sakura," he said. She blinked, turning her head to look at the other occupants in her room. Two more people stood beside him. A blonde with blue eyes who wore the biggest grin, and a raven haired boy who was smiling at her softly. At the foot of her bed was a busy blonde. To her right was another blonde with blue eyes. Beside her was a girl with long dark blue, almost black hair and pale lavender eyes. Beside her was a a man, his dark hair pulled back up into a spiky pony-tail.
She struggled to sit up a jolt of relief surging through her as she realized that she could move and she wasn't paralyzed. The masked man's hands found their way onto her back, easing her up more easily and the green eyed girl was grateful to the man. Once she was sitting up and leaning against the bed which had been pulled up she opened her mouth, testing the muscles of her jaw.
"W-what happened," she asked, wincing as her voice cracked, this question more important than the one that was nagging at the very surface of her brain.
"You've been in a coma, Sakura," The blonde at the foot of her bed said.
"For how long," she asked, pulling her hand to her throat and massaging the muscles. She missed the exchange of glances. When none of them answered her, she looked up.
"For how long," she repeated, this time uneasy flooding her body.
"For nearly a year," The blonde closest to her said softly. Sakura's eyes widened as she struggled to jump up on reaction, "Wh-what?"
The masked man reached out and gently pushed her back down against the bed, "Careful. You'll hurt yourself even more."
"Oh my God. Oh my God," Sakura chanted softly, closing her eyes, "What happened?"
Her throat felt a little bit better than before now that she had gotten to use it. She realized that earlier when she couldn't move it hadn't been because she had been paralyzed, but because her muscles hadn't been used in so long. They had atrophied. The near long coma certainly explained how frail looking she looked; and not some sort of freak sickness she hadn't remembered getting.
She opened her eyes against the silence her question had acquired to see all of them looking at each other.
"What," she asked, more worried than anything.
"It's not really our place to say," The dark ravenette said, her pale eyes not quiet meeting Sakura's.
"Why not," Sakura asked confused. Why couldn't they tell her what had happened? She had just woken out of a coma, a year long one, from what she had learned. She at least had the right to know how she had been put in such a state. And apparently, from the looks they had passed each other; they knew.
"It... just isn't our place," The masked man said, patting her head, "But you'll be told soon. I'm sure of it."
She looked up at him, slightly frustrated that she wasn't getting an answer that she had the right to know. But seeing the look he was giving her she felt herself relax; unsure of why he put her at ease so much. The mask man was pushed aside as the busty blonde moved forward, removing a stethoscope from around her neck.
"Breath deeply," she asked putting it on her chest. Sakura did as she was told, casting curious and questioning glances at the occupants in her room who skillfully watched her face without looking her in the eyes. She opened her mouth to ask the question that was dancing around her mind almost painfully, but the blonde began to speak to her instead and Sakura felt it would be better to listen to the doctor. Questions could be answered later.
"How do you feel," she asked, lifting the pink haired girl into a sitting position so she could listen to her lungs through her back.
"I feel like anybody else who just woke up out of a long coma. My throat hurts, my muscles are weak, my head is throbbing, my eyes hurt," she listed off her symptoms as the blonde laid her back against the bed to check her other vitals.
Wrapping a blood pressure gauge around her arm she nodded her head, "That's too be expected. I can get you some medicine for the pain, but you'll have to go through physical therapy for the rest. Hopefully you'll be up and walking around within a few months. I'll have to order some tests run. Nothing too taxing. EKG, cat scan; stuff like that."
Sakura nodded her head in understanding, "Sitting in a bed for a few months doesn't look so attractive, though."
The blonde chuckled, writing on a clip board, "No, I'm sure it doesn't."
"I'll be up and walking like normal in a months," Sakura said quietly, more to herself than everybody else. The occupants in the room looked at her but the blonde chuckled, "Sounds like you. Just don't hurt yourself any more."
She closed the clipboard and looked at the pink haired girl, smiling in such a motherly way that caught the rosette off guard. Sakura looked up at her and then at the rest of the occupants in the room, fidgeting slightly.
"Is something wrong," The blonde asked, concerned.
"Well, I know that none of you want to tell me how I got here," she said.
"But?"
Sakura hesitated, "But, who exactly are all you guys?"
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Kisame Hoshigaki became aware that everybody was looking at him. Blinking and coming out of his day dream he turned his head to catch the amused looks of his best friend, Itachi at being caught day dreaming during one of Pein's meetings. Then he realized that they weren't looking at him because he had been caught day dreaming, but because his phone, which he had been positive he had turned off, was ringing in his pocket.
Curious as to why his phone was ringing despite having been turned off, he shifted his body so he could reach his meaty hands into his pocket and pull out his phone, ignoring the raised eyebrows around him. Instead of turning it off and returning his focus back on Leader who was glaring holes into the side of his head; he paused when he saw his cousin's name flashing across the screen.
Pressing the neon green send button, he brought the phone to his ear, "Suigetsu," he questioned, positive and a little worried since his cousin had never called him before unless it was something important and life threatening. Seeing the shift in the nine other member's bodies around him, he realized the same thing was running through his mind.
"Oh my God! I got through to one of them," Suigetsu's ecstatic voice filled the speaker loud enough for those on the other side of the room to hear him.
Sensing that white haired boy was trying to get a hold of the Akatsuki as a whole, and not just Kisame, the blue haired man turned the speaker on in time to hear this cousin say, "Shika, dude, you have got to teach me how to hack into people's phones like that."
The lazy reply of "troublesome" was barely heard, before Suigetsu was speaking into the phone again, "Kisame, are you with the whole Akatsuki?"
"Yeah," Kisame said, his word coming out more like a question than an answer.
"Put me on speaker," Suigetsu demanded.
"Already done."
"Oh my God! Why the hell do all of you fuckers have you're phone off? Everybody has been trying to reach you guys for the past few hours," Suigetsu's tone turned angry. Kisame looked up as Deidara reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, turning it on. The buzzing that signaled his phone relaying just how many missed calls he had seemed endless as it vibrated for a few moments before finally dying.
The blonde's eyes widened, "What the hell? Why do I have thirty-two missed calls, uhn?"
"Well maybe if one of you left your fucking phone on, you wouldn't have so many fucking missed calls," Suigetsu grumbled.
"Will you just tell them already," An irate voice of a woman sounded into the speaker, sounding distant but close enough to be picked up on the mic.
"Will you just shut the fuck up," Suigetsu snapped.
There was a pause, "Give me the phone."
"No, fuck off Karin, I've got this," Suigetsu replied. There was a thwack on the speaker as if the phone had hit the floor, and distantly Kisame could hear his cousin and Karin arguing in the background.
Kisame waited a few moments before he began to entertain the idea of hanging up and waiting how long it would take before the two bickering teens realized he was no longer on the phone. But the curiosity of why his cousin had called to begin with, kept him from ending the call. Vaguely, he wondered if it was anything important; and that if it was stupid, he would probably wind up beating the hell out of Suigetsu the next to he saw him. Judging by the withering glare Pein was sending Kisame's phone, his Leader was thinking along the same line.
The sound of the phone being picked up and moved became evident as the sound of fighting grew distant.
"Are you guys still there," A voice drawled out and Kisame recognized the voice of Neji Hyuuga.
With his curiosity growing as to why Naji was hanging out with Karin and Suigetsu of all people; he muttered his affirmation that he was still on the phone. After all, none of them had hung out since-
He stilled his thoughts, forcing himself on the breathing of those around him. Looking around, he realized the others were thinking the same thing, and that-
"You guys need to get to the hospital immediately," Neji voiced. Kisame shot an alarmed look at Leader who was now sitting up straighter, worry rolling of his neck.
"Why? What happened," Kisame asked turning his attention back to the cellular device.
"Sa-," Neji's voice trailed off for a few seconds, before his voice filled the sound of the air around the Akatsuki again, "Sasuke? What happened? Why is Hinata crying?" Neji hissed angrily.
"Is that the Akatsuki," Sasuke asked, and without waiting for a reply, the raven haired boy pulled the phone from Neji and brought it too his lips.
"Aniki," Sasuke's voice broke and Itachi was on his feet in a second, the promise of death in his eyes for whoever had made his brother sound so lost and hopeless.
"Sasuke, what happened," Itachi ground out.
"A couple of hours ago the hospital called Naruto. Sakura woke up," A dam broke on the other end of the phone, as Sasuke let out a choked sob, but they could tell he was forcing himself to not cry, because Uchiha's do not cry in public. The air around the Akatsuki seemed to freeze as the information seemed to click.
Seven sets of members were on their feet in an instant, chairs knocked over as they all leaned towards the phone, hopeful, and yet afraid that they hadn't quiet heard correctly.
"What," Sasori said.
"She's awake and alert. Answering questions and talking and everything. Naruto, Tsunade, Kakashi, Shikamaru, and Ino are in there right now talking to her," Sasuke said. Kisame took one look at the phone, before he was stumbling over himself in a haste to shove his shoes on his feet.
Sakura was awake. Now everything could go back to normal. There would be no more gloom that seemed to follow everybody around, no more random flashes of sadness when the other members were forced to remember their pink haired friend when they passed by her silent dorm room, or the chair that forever remained empty at the cafeteria table, waiting for the green eyed girl to return and eat lunch just like she used to. Everything would return to normal, the world around them returning to how it use to be, how-
Kisame's thoughts were once again cut off, as Sasuke's pain laced voice filled the speaker on his phone, "Aniki. She doesn't remember."
"What do you mean," Itachi asked, picking up the phone, "What doesn't Sakura remember?"
"Anything."
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