Title: Irrational Logic
Pairing: U. Sasuke & H. Sakura
Rating: T
Inception: 24 April 2011
[Prologue]
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I'll fashion a world where we'll never be separated again
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It would be an understatement to say that she was surprised to find herself in a hospital.
She didn't even know what she was doing there. All she knew was that she wasn't alright, which was nowhere near acceptable. She had to be alright. She just didn't have time for such petty little insignificant things. She didn't have time for this.
She tried to sit up, but her own body won't let her. Her body felt numb, yet her head hurt like hell. She closed her eyes, attempting to relieve her head of the pain and to also recall the things that happened to her. She brought a hand—at least the hand that wasn't connected to an IV bag—to her forehead, and felt the bandages wrapped around it. It was then when she realized she must've been involved in an accident, which was most likely a traffic related one.
It was that very moment when the door—she was, by some reason, confined in a private room—slid open, revealing a familiar young man who she wouldn't fail to recognize.
She gazed upon him, and she noticed the way his shoulders tensed when he realized she was finally awake and the way his face fell into a relief.
"Uchiha Sasuke."
She wasn't sure if he recognized her, but she recognized him.
The first time he met her, they were just high school students who were intertwined by fate. She was the geek exchange student, and he was the resident high school heartthrob. The moment her time was up, and when his family moved to Tokyo Prefecture, he thought it was almost impossible that their paths would ever cross again. Well, they did... just not in the most usual and ideal way. I mean, who in their right mind would ever want to be reacquainted with your past through colliding your car with said person, right? After all, meeting through a fateful traffic accident wasn't ideal.
The moment before his car collided with her, he recognized her. [He'd always recognize her outstanding vibrant pink hair.] He tried to stop, really, but his car just didn't. Well, he supposed it was his fault anyway. He was the one speeding and not paying attention to the traffic lights. She was just crossing along the pedestrian lane as the image of the green man shone from the traffic light box. Nonetheless he rushed her to the hospital as soon as possible.
He was told she was never in danger; all she had were minor scratches and bruises though her head suffered a minor concussion. He was thankful, from what the doctor and nurses told him she didn't have any major, all were just minor. That didn't stop him from feeling guilty though.
So he did his best to make her as comfortable as possible. Heck, he even got her a private room, and he's paying for all the hospital bills. He didn't want her to think he was the jerk she always thought he was—not that she ever told him that, but he just knew. Then he chuckled to himself, he didn't even know if the girl still remembers him. And there he was, getting ahead of himself for no reason.
"Uchiha Sasuke."
But apparently he had.
Because the moment he entered her room, it was his name that she first uttered.
He approached her head, while offering her his best smile – which was more of a conceited smirk.
"How are you feeling?" he felt he needed to ask.
She smiled weakly, making his heart lurch. Because he knew, he just knew...
"What do you think?"
...that she wasn't feeling that well.
"I'm sorry," he said, because he couldn't think of anything else to say.
There was a momentary silence, before she spoke again.
"What for?"
The words were caught in his throat, but he managed to let them out anyway.
"I was the one... who hit you."
The moment those words were out, he knew that... that was it. He was going to lose his license, go to the court, then go to jail where...
"I figured as much, I'm not that oblivious you know."
Another silence, before he mustered the courage to break it.
"So... do you intend to sue me?"
Then she laughed, as she held onto her sides tightly. Her eyes were shut, as she continued to laugh... at his face.
He glared at her, before he realized that she couldn't see him so he cleared his throat. Then she finally saw the glare that was directed to her, so she tried to control her laughter that was reduced into fits of giggles.
"Oh, I'm sorry... it wasn't my intention to, you know."
He sighed, before pulling the chair that was beside her bed so he could sit on it. By the time he looked back at her, she wasn't looking at him anymore. Her gaze was so far away as she looked out the window. When she finally looked back to him, he must've looked expectant because she spoke.
"Do you want me to sue you?" her eyes were glinting with unmistakable amusement when she said those words.
Oh, that made him snap. "Of course I don't!"
Crap, he didn't mean to shout at her, not after what he's done to her.
"Then I won't," the way she said it was as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
She won't?
He was beginning to think that her head suffered severely during the accident, because she was being illogical.
"I almost killed you. You could've died!"
"Keywords: almost, could've," she winked at him, "thought I should remind you."
Before he could even open his mouth to retort, the door slip open as the doctor and a nurse came in to check for her.
He told her he'd be back the following day.
He went back the following day, because he was the kind of man who keeps his word. He was early too, which was probably why he asked him that favour. He couldn't help but wonder, if he was someone else would she still ask him that favor. Because the favour she asked him was the kind of favour a girl only asks her closest female friends, relative or possibly a boyfriend... that thought made him grimace.
Anyways, want to know what she asked him to do?
She asked him to go to her hotel room (which was not really an issue but then...) and grab her some clothes; some clothes, which happened to include underwear. Her underwear. Oh God... he tried not to think, really, but what could he do? He was a man, and a man has his... well, let's just not go there.
That didn't stop him however, to spend seven hours with her. And for the record, he wasn't bored. Because they didn't spend seven hours in the hospital like he thought he'd have to; she was discharged, much to his surprise, as soon as he brought her the clothes she requested including the card key to her hotel room that allowed him to get the things she requested from him.
Within just seven hours, he knew things he never knew about her. Just seven hours with her, and he felt like he knew her for years. That night, they parted ways. She flew across the sky, while he drove across the city.
...it was their end. Their story was nothing but a short one, yet one that would linger in his heart.
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By those distant streets
You're always in my thoughts
It feels as though it was only yesterday
I won't ever forget meeting you
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[lyrics taken from the translated InuYasha Kanketsu-hen third ending song 'Ai Takekawa's Tooi Michi no Saki de']
Edited: 28 April 2011
A/N: i've edited and added some minor (yet important) words and lines this chapter. and i've finished the following chapter but i still have some proofreading to do. i decided to go for a less complicated plot in this one - i'll explain when i finally upload the next chapter...