DISCLAIMER: Forgot to add this for the last chapter. I don't own Naruto *cry* but I reallllllly want Sasuke!!!! Unfortunately it seems Sasuke is Kishimoto's favorite, too. :(

Faint buzzing flooded through my ears, and I blinked into blinding light. The harsh smell of antiseptic burned my nose, and I immediately knew I was in a hospital. Steady beeping pulled my attention to the machine on my left, which I guessed was monitoring my vitals. To my right were two uncomfortable looking chairs, one seating a sleeping figure. As my eyes adjusted, I recognized the awkwardly positioned visitor as being a certain orange-clad blonde, an…ehem…acquaintance from school.

"Nar'to?" I croaked. He didn't move, so I pulled off the oxygen mask covering my mouth and tried again. "Nar'to." This time the he shifted, his light blue eyes cracking open. When he realized I was awake and glaring at him, he shot up from the chair and lunged for me.

"Sasuke! You're alive!" His already husky voice was thick from sleep.

"Get off, dobe." I growled. Naruto's crushing grip relaxed, but he only pulled far enough away to look at my face, which was still sporting an irritated glare.

"Are you ok? Granny said you drove off a bridge, you idiot! If you hadn't floated along past a house you would've died!" My glare relaxed into a hard stare as his words sunk in. I drove off a bridge. I almost drowned. I was in a hospital.

Itachi had tried to kill me.

It hit me like a ton of bricks. It was suddenly hard to swallow, and my chest felt like someone had grabbed my heart and yanked at it. The monitor was beeping like crazy, and the door burst open a moment later. A young woman with dark hair and pink scrubs rushed to my side, shooing Naruto off. She returned the oxygen mask over my mouth before addressing Naruto.

"What happened? He's been doing fine the whole time. When did he wake up?" I could feel the shock and confusion radiating off of Naruto, but the only face that filled my mind was my aniki's. His face was so familiar, but it was like seeing a whole new person. My eyes started to sting, and I quickly blinked back the tears and concentrated on slowing my heart rate.

"I-I don't know! He woke up like a minute ago and was his usual bastard self, and then I told him what Granny told me and he started f-flipping out!" I heard the door slam open again, and another woman entered. Her hair was silvery blonde and pulled into two pony-tails, and her chest was alarmingly large for an older woman. Tsunade, Naruto's guardian. "Granny!" Naruto breathed with relief.

"Naruto, get out. Shizune, what's going on? Is he—"

"Don't!" I squeaked as Naruto reached for the door knob. The three of them froze, looking at me with wide eyes. Don't leave me alone! Was what I had started to say. I didn't want the next closest person to me to leave….not yet. My heart rate sped up again as I realized I had just asked for the idiot to stay. Glancing at each of their faces, I quickly snapped off the oxygen mask and whipped off the covers, rolling out of bed. I stumbled a few steps before collapsing to my knees and resting my heavily wrapped head on the chair Naruto had been sitting in. I yelped as something tugged at my forearm; an IV. I yanked it out before a wave of nausea swept over me.

My head ached from the sudden movement, and the room swam before me. I was only vaguely aware of the yelling and cold hands pulling me up and leading me back to the bed. I sat, but refuse to lie back down.

"Ge-et off! Off!" I struggled to get out of the strong grip I knew could only belong to Naruto, but it only tightened. My vision was clearing again, and within a few minutes I started to calm down, though my breathing was still heavy. Three wondrous faces were in front of me, watching me like I was an animal in an exhibit.

"Sasuke." I looked at Naruto, taking in his worried expression.

"What?" I snapped. His grip weakened at my tone, and I took the opportunity to jerk out of it. Tsunade sighed and plopped down onto one of the chairs, saying,

"Now that it seems you're over your little fit, and you seem well enough to fight against any medical help," she paused to glare, which I quickly returned, "Can you recall what happened? How did you end up in the river? If you hadn't been spotted and pulled out, I'm afraid you would've been a goner." Shizune nudged her knee, and she replied, "He's an Uchiha. He can take the truth." Naruto nodded in agreement, and the young woman huffed in defeat, stalking out of the room.

I gripped the flimsy hospital gown I was dressed in, gazing at my whitening knuckles. Just like Itachi's hands had done before he drove off the bridge. My brow twitched at the memory, and I felt the curious stares of Naruto and Tsunade as they watched my reaction. The only sound was the machine's beeping and my heavy breathing as they waited for me to say something. What do I say? Thoughts raced through my mind during the silence. Should I tell them about Itachi? Who saved me? What do I do about Itachi? They wouldn't believe me even if I told them the truth. Finally, I sighed, and my small audience leaned forward as I spoke, barely more than a whisper,

"I don't remember." I can't say it.

Sorry this is so short. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Who saved Sasuke?? I'll bet you can't guess it. HA.

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