Casimir Pulaski Day
Chapter One: All Things Go
A/N - No lyrics this time. It's a new story I'm doing, and I will just write the first chapter and continue it, if more people review!
I'm still doing Enchantment and Samson. But just these three. (: It's HxS.
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He stared under the pale, white lights of the hospital bed. He had been there more than once this month with a few trivial wounds that needed a doctor's mending; the long struggles to leave this God-forsaken city had not been able to be put into a plan. Each time there was always some series of unfortunate events to keep him in the city of Konoha. Only this time he had severely broken his arm, the local doctor told him that it would be a while for it to heal, and that he needed to be put under intensive care so it wasn't permanently damaged.
"Old hag." His voice was hoarse as the IV stuck to his veins casually left him lethargic like anytime he would go out to drink. His onyx eyes narrowed at the plain white room. He couldn't stand almost everything, but the thing he hate most was that he couldn't stand was being in a plain room.
He loved to paint. Not depressing things like the generic man crying or a dying bird. No. He enjoyed the vibrant colors of life.
Of course, the prestigious Uchiha Corporation could not let this slide. Their son was going to take over the family after his older brother went missing and ended up being a drug dealer in a different city.
Painting was not worth while. It was frowned upon.
Thus, for the very beginning at six, Sasuke Uchiha was always told "no". This had created a bitter side of him that he always showed since the age of 8 when his brother left.
He wanted just to kick a bucket...of paint.
It would have been better to be alone, but no. This morning another girl was pent up with him in that stupid room. She was almost as pale as the sheets on the bed. He knew he was lacking pigment, but she looked like she was half-albino. If she didn't have the incredibly raven tresses attached to her baby face, he would have thought other wise.
She looked about 18, maybe just finishing highschool. Her body was still healthy with a small glow given off her round body. She was sleeping at the moment, but the more he looked, the more he wanted to study her innocent features. It was rather refreshing to have someone innocent.
In this world, he found everything corrupted by power and greed for wealth. He was sick of the same motives and the same outcomes of everything.
At least, if she slept - she wouldn't be annoying. Thank God.
He watched her and continued to watch until he slowly drifted off into a dreamless sleep; his creativity still caged in his heart.
When he awoke the next day, he was looking right into the eyes of snow and a cascade of silk hair; the girl across the bed was now staring; her gaze penetrating his own.
His eyes widened as he opened his mouth, opened lips gapping open as he nearly died of being startled.
Her eyes danced lightly as she tilted her head to the side and sat at the edge of the bed, her hands scrambling to straighten out the cotton of her night gown. She waved haphazardly to the man who looked like he was having an asthma attack.
"Jesus Christ..." he let out as he calmed down from his excitement. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?!"
Hinata blinked once. Twice and stared at his face with confusion. Her face falling with each second.
"S-S-sorry, mister," she stuttered and quickly slunk out of the bed and to her own. "P-please don't ta-take the Lord's name in vain ei-either...or swear." She was practically another shade of red after making her short request.
"Why the fu-" He was instantly caught off guard by the flight of a projectile hitting his head. He looked down to see an orange, vivid book and a male nurse standing in the door way, wagging his finger.
"Now, now Sasuke. Be pleasant to the young lady. You two are going to be the best of buddies."
Sasuke stared with his mouth gapping open only slightly smaller when he was struck by being dumbfounded.
"I have to be stuck with he-her?!" The veins popped slightly at the base of his temple as he tried to take deep breaths. It didn't help that she was looking dejectedly at her hands which were folded in her; Before he could take anything back, he saw slowly, large pearls of water slowly surface into opaque eyes. He let his onyx eyes narrow in disgust as he turned his head and stared outside the window. The sun was beaming down upon his pale figure while he fumed silently, watching coldly as the girl began to cry. He would have said more if it wasn't for the fact that he was now being strangled by a girlish-looking man.
"How dare you talk to Hinata-sama like that!" The long, raven haired male began shaking Sasuke with the strength of a stampede of angry water buffalos.
"Neji-niisan!" The small girl jumped out of her bed and tumbled towards the two. "Please, stop." She desperately tried to pry the spiteful man.
It some how ended up later with Neji kicked out of the room and Hinata sitting on the cold floor, her rounded legs pressing against the marble. Sasuke was pouting in his avenger pout, staring out of the window from his white bed.
"So..Uchiha-s-san, what do you - "
Before she could continue her question, Sasuke jabbed back a snide remark.
"Look. I don't care what you like to do or who you are for that matter. Just stay on your side of the room; Don't. Bother. Me." And with that he opened up his book.
She stared dejectedly at the floor and tried taking deep breaths.
The day was awkwardly silent, but that night a storm was brewing. A literal one, actually. And one thing Sasuke couldn't deal with was a girl phobic of thunder and lightning.
The unexpected company in his bed that night couldn't be helped. He was too sedated to care as the healthy girl curled up beside him, shivering from fright.
'This is going to be so annoying,' he thought after a sigh; his eyes tried to close to attempt to get some sleep.