OK I just was checking my story stats and I found this one to be with the most hits and reviews, but when I went through and re-read it myself I could see far too many errors. So I'm going over and editing the chapters one by one. The story itself will remain the same, just less vocab mistakes and a little more descriptions in areas.
I hope the edits make this a more readable and enjoyable story.

Hinata was taking her sweet time as she walked through the forest to return to her home since her birth, Konoha. She had gotten lucky and finished her mission early. The mission itself was rather simple, escort the Kazekage, Gaara, back to the sand. Since he was a ninja himself it was not as slow as a normal escort would have been and since he had also known quicker routes they had made it in half the time it would take on other escorts. She had been given 7 days to complete the mission, so now she had plenty of time to enjoy her trip back. A nice breeze kissed her face as she walked and she sighed in content. She inhales a breath of the fresh air through her nose and that was when she smelled blood close by. Quickening her pace she found the source.

The sight she saw shocked her. On the ground in of pool of blood was Uchiha Itachi, obviously dead from the amount of blood and wounds that decorated his form. Not far from him leaning against a tree was Uchiha Sasuke, avenger, genius, and traitor. He looked to be unconscious or sleeping. She could tell from her medical training that only three of the wounds were severe and the rest were less serious, but still bad as blood oozed from the openings.

If anyone would have asked her what she was thinking at the point, the answer would be nothing. She was not thinking she was only working. She rushed to the Uchiha's side and began tending his wounds. One hand against one of the severe wounds on his right chest a healing jutsu stopping the bleeding as her other hand rummaged through her supply kit to find her ointments that would help the healing. She looked at his face seeing closer a cut over on of his eyes like someone had tried to remove his eye from the socket. Using a mix of ointments and healing jutsus she had managed to close the more serious wounds on his right chest, the cut on his eye, and his left arm. Completely getting rid of all the minor wounds that scattered across his body and wrapping needed areas in bandages.

Each once of chakra she used took more of the energy she had. With each passing hour she could feel herself weakening, but she would not stop until she had completed the job at hand. Before this incident she had always wondered why Sakura and Ino as well as almost every other woman in Konoha including her own sister had fallen to his feet from mere glance in their direction even if he was not even looking at them. She had never seen before now that what anyone could like about the cold, cruel, avenger. The way he looked now was vulnerable, innocent something no one would ever imagine him looking. Like this she found him much more appealing.

'Kawaii...' She was studying his face when the word came to mind. Her eye lids heavy and she could no longer stop herself from dropping unconious. Yet even in her exhausted state of mind she shifted her body just enough so she would no fall on any of his injuries. Her head landed against his chest and as she drifted further away she could still hear the beating of his heart.

Sasuke opened his eyes after the woman had fallen asleep. He had actually woken about half way through her treatment, but too weak to move or even protest at the time he let her continue healing his injuries. He glanced down to the female with long midnight blue hair that ran down her back. He had no clue why this woman would take the time and waste all that energy to heal him. He tilted his head some to get a better look when he saw the headband wrapped around her neck, the leaf symbol engraved on the metal plate. 'Not a very smart woman.' He thought slightly amused.

He turned his attention to the spot he had last seen his brother, the body still laid there, dead and unmoving. Finally he had succeed in killing him. From running away the leaf to train under Orochimaru, to then killing the snake sanin, and now a year after he had accomplished his goal of killing the last remaining family he had. He could have sworn he was going to die when he fell asleep against this tree not having the strength or ability, due to his many wounds, to go much further without just dying only a yard away, so why bother? Yet this woman had come and healed him. She must have known him since she had to be close to his age judging from her appearance. Should she not want him dead, after all he had left with the man who had killed the Third Hokage of the Leaf. 'Definitely not a smart woman'

In his unconsciousness, he had dreamed of his funeral, though he doubted there would even be one. Almost no one would come and they would not be there to pay their respects, but to pity him or spit on his grave. He found the latter to be the more appealing of the two choices. It would be the end of a bloodline as he, the last Uchiha, would be put to rest. All those he had once considered friends would hate him for his betrayal. To abandon the village that had raised him for the man who had almost destroyed it and had killed one of the only people that he had actually cared for. Hell, he hated himself for it.

Gently as he could manage, Sasuke lifted the woman trying his best not to wake her. Setting her head down against the soft grass, he used the trunk of the tree as support as he hoisted himself up to his feet and started to walk away from the scene. He was not even two yards away when he made the mistake of looking back at the woman still sleeping on the ground. His gut wrenched as he thought of turning back and leaving her there vunerable to any sort of attack. 'Damn I hate guilt' He grimaced before slowly making his way back. Leaning down he managed to get one arm underneath her body around her waist, his other hooked benath her legs. Not sure how he did it, but he managed to lift her up as he stood even though pain was hitting him through his wounds and sore muscles.

He ignored the pain and started walking again. And walking. And walking. Had he really been this far from the village. The woman was starting to feel heavier as he was starting to lose his strength. The sun which had been only beginning to set when he had awoken was now almost completely down. The dusk starting to set in and night would be coming soon. His vision was blurring and one of his wounds was starting to open again, not completely, but it had enough to start bleeding again. It dripped from the wound and started to stain the clothing of the woman in his arms.

He started to see the village gates at least he thought it was, either that or he was seeing things. He was almost sure he was hallucinating when he saw what he believed to be his old team, the orange of Naruto, Sakura adorned in pink, and Katashi the white hair and dark clothes. He let out a low chuckle under his breath as his body gave into the blood loss and collapsed on the ground. His still head the feel body against him as he slipped away. He was home,...hopefully.

This is the intro only please REVEIW REVEIW REVEIW REVEIW REVEIW

OK I just was checking my story stats and I found this one to be with the most hits and reviews, but when I went through and re-read it myself I could see far too many errors. So I'm going over and editing the chapters one by one. The story itself will remain the same, just less vocab mistakes and a little more descriptions in areas.
I hope the edits make this a more readable and enjoyable story.