This a new story I'm writing that has been running through my head for some time. It may be a bit confusing at first, but I promise it will be easier to follow and understand as I upload more chapters. Please, R&R!
Sakura felt so angry.
How could Sasuke say that to her? What did she ever do to him? She still loved him with all her heart, but was calling her a weakling, an annoying good-for-nothing really necessary?
Normally she would be crying, and she was pretty sure she was before she left in a huff. By the crusty wetness on her cheeks and eyes, she guessed she had shed a few tears…Ok, a lot of tears…but right now, she just felt mad and wasn't sure if it was towards him…or herself.
She knew that on missions, wherever they went as a team, she couldn't do much. Normally when being attacked by enemies, she would be on the sidelines, crying like a baby. Really, she didn't have much skill as a ninja: no special jutsu (even Ino had one), no kekkai genkai…nor was she a part of some special, famous or infamous clan...
She felt sorry for Sasuke; she knew he hated to be pitied, but she did. She was really the only one who had ever tried to understand how he felt…but she had things even Naruto didn't. The blonde boy knew more about loneness, about isolation, more than she did. Sakura had a loving family, she had friends…but Sasuke lost everything, and Naruto didn't have anything to begin with.
At this moment, while she stomped the streets this night, after Sasuke was so rude to her, she didn't feel pity for him. Any other time she would, but right now she was thinking of what an arrogant, rude jerk he could be.
"You're worse than Naruto..." he had said.
Her fists clenched. How could she be worse than Naruto, the screw-up, the former failure? She hated that word…weak.
Her blue sandals scuffed against the brick pavement. The moon cast a white glow over the streets of the Leaf Village, and if it weren't for the street lights, it would be her only light to find her way home.
She glared into the ground, and felt a cold wind brush against her back. Absent-mindedly her hands came to her bubble-gum pink hair, pushing the locks out of her face.
Then it happened. A freezing, cold wind came, and she heard a scream. She wanted to turn around, but something ran through her.
She screamed as she felt a force through her back, but she didn't fall over. Instead, she felt pushed, but…she was still standing.
Opening her tightly closed eyes she saw a figure - a girl - running, her head turned back in a semi-scream, before she disappeared in the thick fog. Sakura's eyes widened and she only thought one thing:
What just happened…?
She looked around frantically, and noticed that it seemed darker out. The buildings looked eerie…and it looked like a fog had rolled in. The voices of a few villagers seemed distant, and it was difficult to hear them. The kunoichi didn't know what to do…she knew she was crying.
Calm down…maybe it's a genjustu!
Her hands clamped together in the seal, but she didn't feel any chakra rush to her fingers.
Why can't I feel any chakra?
She tried desperately to use chakra-concentration, but she couldn't access her normally blue chakra. She was terrified, and didn't know what she was supposed to do.
"Hello?" she called, wanting for someone, anyone to hear her. The villagers over on her right seemed unfazed.
"Please…?" She begged, tears trickling out of her eyes. The fog rushed quickly, and when it dispersed, there was nothing in its place…
She screamed, and her voice travelled, sounding distant.
This must be a bad dream…or a jutsu...
She walked around, trying to find a way out. Unfortunately, she made the mistake of looking back…
And there, right where she was certain she had been standing, was her listless body…
An annoyed Sasuke decided to walk home, and maybe he'd run into Sakura. It wasn't normally like him, but he wanted to apologize, even if it happened to be in his own, "special" way, which usually consisted of a lowered "sorry," followed by a few monosyllabic sounds. He was a little harsh that night, but he was sure she would easily forgive him.
He really just wanted to get this over with…sure, his teammate wasn't as annoying as she was in the beginning when he labeled her as nothing more than a "mindless fan girl," but he didn't want her thinking that she could hug him or ask to go out on a date whenever she pleased. He needed to focus on gaining power and vengeance, not having some relationship that wouldn't make him any stronger.
He looked a little further up the road, and saw something pink. He felt a familiar chakra signature.
"Sakura?"
He walked closer, and then noticed she was lying on the ground, unmoving…
His eyes were blown wide. "S-Sakura!"
He rushed to her side, picking her up, and leaning his head into her chest, listening for a heartbeat. He felt slightly relived when the thumping entered his ears. He tried to shake her awake.
"Hey…Sakura…wake up…"
Nothing, not even a stir.
"Sakura!"
She was still unmoving. Sasuke's eyes narrowed, and he figured taking her to the hospital would be the best option.
She saw him…holding her body.
"Sasuke!" she screamed, her tears falling more rapidly. She tried to run to him, but he quickly disappeared.
"No! Sasuke!"
He entered the hospital doors, Sakura in his arms.
"Ah…how may I…" began a nurse at the front desk.
"I found her lying on the ground….she won't wake up," the Uchiha interrupted a bit hastily.
Her eyes widened. "Alright…we'll take her in immediately."
The pink-haired girl ran, her tears staining her cheeks. She felt strange…and something told her where to go.
Why can't anyone see me?
She saw a few villagers, so she walked up to them. They didn't even look up from their work.
"Please…"
Nothing.
What's going on…?
She looked to her hands, which were still their porcelain color. She looked around; at the darkened aroma…and felt…invisible.
She let a few sobs rack before falling to the ground and breaking down.
Back at the hospital, Sasuke sat in a chair outside of his pink-haired teammate's door, waiting for a response on her condition. His obsidian eyes looked to the floor, then to his black Chunin outfit.
What's wrong with her? She was crying last time I saw her…
He sighed, and closed his eyes. When they reopened, the nurse walked out of the room, a clipboard in her arm.
"Ah…Uchiha-san? Well, we're not sure what's wrong with Sakura, other than the fact she's in a coma."
His eyes widened. "A-a coma? But how? Why?"
"Well…we don't know. Maybe it was stress…or…a jutsu. She may have even exhausted her chakra to the point where her body shut down. I'm sorry; we're trying to make sense of this."
Sasuke was shocked.
What's wrong with her?
Sorry to stop it so soon, but please, I'd like to get some feedback. I'll upload ASAP!