A.N. So this is an idea that's been bouncing around my brain for a while and since I haven't uploaded anything in forever I decided to post something. If you like it, please review.

Summary: His fingers are burning hot and scald her skin but she feels herself craving the warmth.

Swept Away By the Ocean

Warm, yellow sunlight slanted through the window, bathing the hospital room in golden light. Green curtains fluttered in a summer breeze that carried the scent of wild flowers and exotic spices. Haruno Sakura, silky pink hair tied up behind her head, worked diligently on her latest patient. Soft green light wrapped around her hands and soothed the man's broken body. The room was quiet, no sounds drifting through the open window or slinking under the door. Sakura tends to each and every wound and time seems to stand still as she fixes and she smiles, just a faint upturn of her cherry red lips. She finishes and turns to the door expecting someone to appear. A split second later the door silently slams open, Naruto bursting in the room. His eyes are wide and panicked and he rushes forward, hot hands clutching her shoulders.

Her patient is gone, her hair is down, stirred by the breeze and she's no longer in her hospital uniform but her ninja apparel. Her smile is gentle and her eyes soft as Naruto's distress wafts around the very, very quiet room.

"Sakura," His voice is more of an exhalation and a cloud of shimmering white smoke seems to come out as he speaks. It reminds her of the time they visited the Village Hidden in the Snow and every time they spoke a little burst of white smoke would leave their mouths. He doesn't say another word and she understands what it is he wants and he slides his scalding hot hand down her arm, burning her flesh, until he is holding her hand. His fingers wrap around hers and she can feel her skin blistering. He tugs then and she follows him out of the room into the deserted hallway.

And then they run. They footsteps ring loudly in the empty hospital and hurricane winds whip her hair in a million different directions. The hallway is long, endlessly so but they never tire. After an eternity of breathless running they stop. The hallway is dark and quiet and one light highlights the closed door in front of her. Her green eyes meet Naruto's blue and he looks at her with firm resolve.

"It's up to you, Sakura. I can't help you. It's up to you..." His voice is impossibly quiet and yet ridiculously loud and she nods in understanding. He releases her hand and she raises it, trailing the crispy, red appendage along his jaw.

"Don't worry Naruto. It'll be okay." And her smile hurts her face before she turns and opens the door in front of her. There is nothing but an ordinary hospital room beyond it and she steps in slowly and as her foot lands on the white tiles, she hears a distant ping and then the door slams behind her without a sound and the entire world is plunged into total darkness. There is black everywhere except she can see herself as clear as day and then out of the shadows a lone figure seems to melt. At first she doesn't recognize the back turned to her but as she slowly and still so quietly steps forward her vision seems to lose its blurry quality and she recognizes the long blue-black hair of the Hyuuga heiress.

"Hinata..." Her voice is barely a whisper and yet it ricochets around the emptiness that surrounds them. Hinata rotates around and when Sakura sees her lavender eyes they are impossibly sad. Her heart hurts and Sakura reaches for the sad girl in hopes of comforting her. But even though they are so close, Sakura can't seem to reach her.

"Sometimes I wish I was selfish..." Hinata's lips don't move but Sakura hears her voice and the words echo in her head, over and over again. Sakura frowns in confusion before Hinata turns slowly and begins walking away, her feet leaving little white footprints. Sakura's eyes widen, fear suddenly grabbing her insides and she hurries to catch the leaving girl but no matter how fasts she runs she can never catch up.

"Hinata! Hinata, wait!" She is so desperate to stop her and she has no idea why. Her heart pounds loudly, so loudly it hurts her ears and Hinata is still so far away. Finally she stops walking and seems to step onto an invisible stair and hovers prettily in the air. Her face is still a mask of heartbreak that wrenches at Sakura's heart but as she watches her face morphs into a lovely smile and tears course silently from her pearl eyes. Her clothes transform slowly into an elegant gown and as Sakura rushes forward colour bleeds into the scene and pews erect around her, a lush carpet extending beneath her feet. Slowly an entire church appears around her and slowly people fill the seats, but she can't see their faces. She steps forward as people appear at the altar, first a priest and then three women alongside Hinata in matching dresses, their faces blurred. Opposite them four men in suits with equally blurry faces appear before the bride and groom in elegant white silk and handsome black.

Suddenly the closest bridesmaid turns like a puppet, her movements strange and disjointed and faces Sakura. Her face materializes and she recognizes Temari.

"My family's been broken so many times and I can't break it again. Not even for you." As she speaks the stained glass windows crack and break and rainbow shards descend upon the now empty pews. Sakura is confused but then Temari fades away seemingly pulled away by silver strings. The next then turns to her, her movements stiff and robotic. Rich brown hair rolls down her back and her eyes are like chips of muddied ice.

"Tenten..."

"We're happier than the others. But we're not happy." Tenten's voice is like steel and the colourful flowers arranged around the room wilt and wither and fall to the dusty floor. She too disappears, in a swirl of green leafs and Sakura is left staring at Hinata's smiling, crying face. But suddenly Sakura notices that her eyes are filled with rage and her smile full of pain and Sakura's insides freeze and she forgets how to breathe.

"If he's happy, I'm happy." Her voice is choked with tears and the wooden pews groan loudly behind them and just as she disappears, slowly fading into nothing Sakura hears a scratchy, broken whisper.

"It's a lie..." Sakura's breath comes out in gaspy puffs as the final bridesmaid, the maid of honour turns to her. She is breathtakingly beautiful and the scent of flowers wafts around her. She stares at Sakura, blue-blue eyes filled to the brim with emotions. Sakura recognizes her with a start.

"Ino!" Her best friend's mouth moves as if to form a smile but she doesn't quite manage it. There is a horrible splintering and the pews fall apart, crashing to the ground. Ino looks at her bouquet sadly before flicking fire filled eyes to Sakura.

"I'm married again. But second isn't the best." Her voice is strong and defiant, daring Sakura to challenge her. She doesn't and Ino's mouth tries to quirk into a smile again but fails and she drops her bouquet. It seems to spin in slow motion, petals falling and swirling in the air and when it finally lands, Ino is gone and Sakura feels cold and strangely alone. The groomsmen vanish then, all except for the best man and as his face swims into focus, Sakura forgets how to breathe.

"Sasuke-kun..." Sasuke's perfectly, hauntingly handsome face watches her, onyx eyes sear through her soul and she wants so desperately to reach out and hold him but her limbs don't move and her brain screams not to, after all he is a traitor, he has abandoned them all, he has tried to kill her. She doesn't love him, not anymore...at least that's what her mind whispers into the quiet emptiness and yet she can't look away from him and her heart yearns agonizingly for him.

"I never should have come back." His voice is smooth and quiet and shatters her frozen insides. Fear bangs against her skull and something scrapes against her throat.

"No...No! Sasuke-kun, don't say that!" And suddenly she moves, running for him, arms outstretched. Wanting, needing, to touch him, to make him stay.

"Don't go! Don't leave me! Stay here! Sasuke-kun!" Her voice dissolves into a wail and her fingers slide right through him and then he's gone and she's spinning in circles, searching in a panicked frenzy. The church explodes around her and she's plunged right back into blackness. She starts to run, feet flying, but he's gone and her mind's on fire. Tears spill over her face and she starts shouting into the darkness, begging him to hear her.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I gave up on you! But it'll be okay! I promise! So please, please don't leave! Not again! Please! Sasuke, I...I lo..." She doesn't know why but the words stick in her throat and no matter how hard she tries they won't come out and she knows she's losing him again and she's never been more scared in her entire life. Without warning her feet stop moving and she comes to an abrupt halt. An enormous gilded picture frame appears in front of her and she recognizes the faceless bride and groom. And their fuzzy faces clear up and she recognizes Naruto and...herself. Her eyes widen and she doesn't know what to say. And then Sasuke's red sharingan eyes appear on either side and she knows he sees it and that causes trembles to take over her whole body.

"It's broken Sakura. And it's your fault." The voice is deep and booming and it reverberates straight through her. The picture shatters and glass rains down on her, slices through her skin and ruby drops colour the ground and she can't take her eyes off Sasuke's. And then they fade and she's standing all alone. And then she screams.