~ Forever Lost ~
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Sakura ran as fast as she could in her state, breathing violently, and blood exuding from her open wounds.
She reached forward, just as Sasori's katanna was inches away from tearing into, the already tired, and battered, Lady Chiyo.
Everything that occurred next seemed to happen in slow-motion; Lady Chiyo turned around, just to catch Sasori's blade plunge into Sakura's stomach, her blood splattering on her.
Sakura's legs buckled under her from the impact.
She wasn't dead, not yet anyway.
The posion coated on the blade would take her life in mere minutes, she was pratically waiting to die.
Sasori stared, monotoniously, at the girl on the end of his sword; anger clear in her tired, and bloodied face, as she held her side, the side the sword had damaged.
"Sakura!" Lady Chiyo called, but then she lurched foward, her own posion, impairing her insides, taking it's toll.
Panting heavily still, Sakura asked, "Lady Chiyo, are you alright? Can you still move?"
"Still worried about her, even with that wound?" Sasori stabbed his weapon further through her stomach, causing her to gasp out in pain.
Sakura's eyes started to close slowily, the posion making it's way through her system.
'Sasori...How?' Lady Chiyo's gaze fell onto her grandson, a sadistic smile on his face.
She suddenly gasped, looking back at the empty puppet he was once in, pinned to the wall. "It couldn't be!"
Her eyes scanned the puppet up, and down, noticing that the place where his heart canister was located was no longer there. 'So, that's it!'
"As a medical ninja, you should understand your situation." Sasori stated, his tone as flat as usual.
Sakura did understand.
She knew this was the last time she'd breathe, in and out, the last time she'd feel the warm sun on her skin, the last time she'd taste the rain, or a bowl of ramen, and the last time she'd see her friends.
But, most importantly, the last time she'd see Naruto...
'Naruto...'
Memories of the time they spent flooded her mind, and the essence of tears began to cloud her vision, along with an inescapable darkness.
Without even thinking about it, Sakura charged forward, tears stinging in her emerald green eyes.
"Wait, Sakura! Don't go near Naruto when he's like this!" Yamato's words were wasted.
She would not stop running...Until she reached him...
"Naruto! Eno-enough already!" Sakura continued running ahead, more tears escaping her eyes. "I'll rescue Sasuke-kun for you!"
She came to a halt, once she was close enough, her hand stopping in front of her so she wouldn't trip. "So...! So, you don't have to..."
Naruto looked down at the girl, slightly surprised.
'Shit!' Yamato began doing hand seals, recognizing the look in Naruto's eyes.
One of Naruto's tails whipped forward, sending her crashing to the ground.
She sobbed slightly, holding her bloodied arm with her other hand. While Yamato was holding back Naruto with one of his Wood-style jutsus.
'Damn, I didn't make it in time...'
Kabuto was making his way over to Sakura; she was too weak to put up a fight, so she remained on the ground, heaving vigorously.
Yamato was about to stop him, but Kabuto reached down to heal her wound, instead of taking the chance to kill her right then, and there.
"You, and us have the same objective...The Akatsuki are in the way..." Kabuto explained, nimble hands treating her wound.
Sakura's eyes slitted open. '...Naruto...'
After that, Yamato had used a special sealing jutsu, known only to the First Hokage himself, and Naruto had returned to his hyperactive, blond self.'
'Naruto...' She smiled to herself, tears begin to spill over her eyes. 'I'll never see him...Again...'
She cringed, her body begining to go numb, meaning the posion was at it's peak now.
'I'm sorry...Everyone...'
Sakura eyes fluttered shut, and she collapsed to the ground with a loud 'thud'; her body just another forgotten in the sea of broken puppets that littered the floor.
That's what she has become now, nothing more than an empty shell of who she used to be.
The redhead chuckled lightly to himself, slipping the sword out of her, blood still dripping off the blade.
"Now, as for you, my dearest grandmother." Sasori crouched down beside her, his mouth centimeters from her ear. "I've decided to let the posion finish you off. Aren't I such a good grandson?" Another chuckled was emitted from his lips.
He walked out of the lair, going to see if Deidara had taken care of the Nine-tailed Jinchuuriki, leaving his grandmother to die beside the pink haired ninja.
A/N - Sorry SasoSaku fans, if you were looking for a romantic/smutty one-shot between this pairing, this is not the story for you.
One day, I was reading a SasoDei story (I don't remember the title) referring to Deidara's reaction to Sasori's death.
It got me thinking, what if Sakura had died instead? How would Naruto (Since I'm a NaruSaku shipper) react?
Stay tuned for how he will in the next chapter.
'Till next time folks, review, please!
