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Like Memories in Cold Decay

Transmissions Echoing Away

Far From the World of You and I

Where Oceans Bleed into the Sky

-The Catalyst-Linkin Park

Her conscience swam up from the darkness, soft beeps and voices pierced the cocoon of security as blissful numbness was swept away by waves of nausea, making her head ache as her eyes rolled to hold onto consciousness, fighting against the fuzzy cotton feeling, spilling between the sickness and stuffing her vision at the corners. To her left, an IV drip and empty bag of morphine hang, alerting her to severe injuries, not yet felt do to the potent drug probably still coursing through her system. She rolled her tongue around in her mouth, mentally wincing at its dryness. Looking down, she found the controller for the bed, the T.V. in the upper right corner by the bathroom, and a nurse call, on the white blanket, smoothed perfectly over her legs. Lifting a tired finger, she pressed the red button with a standard nursing hat painted on.

She only had to wait three minutes before Shizune quickly opened the door and made her way to her side with relief in her eyes.

"Sakura," she breathed, "we were so worried." The girl in the bed rolled her tongue around again.

"Ice." She croaked, even the one syllable ignited flames down her throat. The older woman nodded before poking her head out the door and relaying the demand. Soon a cup of the frozen water was thrust into the woman's hands, and she approached Sakura once more, slipping two chips between the chapped lips.

A repetition of this action three times occurred before Sakura spoke comfortably. "What happened to me?"

The woman grasped her hand with a comforting squeeze and smile. "You were sent on a retrieval mission, and you didn't make it out without encountering opposition." The pinkette nodded at the information, a mission being the source of her injuries was expected. "You suffered a punctured lung, broken leg, dislocated shoulder, and some internal bleeding."

Another nod indicated her processing of the information. To suffer so many injuries must mean that she fought continuously after sustaining most of them. Pride swelled inside her chest. It was probably the punctured lung or bleeding that eventually stopped her. "How long have I been here for?"

She shoved another ice chip into her recovering mouth and sucked on it as the woman replied. "Forty days." That was good. If her coma lasted more than two months, there was a great chance that she would have lost the function of her legs, but barely over a month meant that she would more than likely suffer no more than shaky legs.

The sound of the door clicking open drew the two females' attention, and what revealed itself stopped Sakura's breathing.

"Oh Sasuke, I didn't expect you so soon. I was simply informing her of her injuries." Sakura's green gaze, focused solely on the black depths of his own was marred by a frowning brow. Her head swiveled back to the medic, who went around the bed to check her vitals. "I suspect that you should be able to go home sometime tomorrow afternoon with everything healed up."

Green eyes darted from the woman to wearily watch the approach of the man to her bed. A hand stretched to rest on the top of her head, she shrunk away from the contact with a slight whimper, eliciting a confused expression on the man before her, and drawing Shizune's attention.

"Sakura, what's the matter?" Frantic eyes spun towards her.

"Shizune, what is he doing here?" Confused chocolate eyes darted above her head, towards the traitor on her other side before they returned to the girl's frightened gaze. Her mouth parted slightly before she finally spoke.

"Sakura, how old are you?" Feared comprehension started to dawn on her and she whispered her response with trepidation, the woman's reaction confirming her suspicions.

"Sixteen and a half."


So, this is going to be, probably a short, mystery and I don't know what ending yet, so as I go along, I'll probably let you people choose. Remember five reviews, and I'll update today.