Note: This is bad. I have no idea if this should be a happy story, or a dark and twisted one. It WAS supposed to be a happy one, but then I got an evil idea. So I might delete this chapter, if I decide to change the plot. But that's not likely...
I was listening to Tears Don't Fall, so that's how I got this chapter.
Here's the drill: Enjoy or blah blah blah red "x" on the upper right hand corner/blah blah blah ALT+F4
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Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
"What?"
"Sakura-chan!"
Frown. Frown. Frown.
"What's wrong Naruto?"
"Uh…"
"Well?"
"The Hokage wants to see you."
I'm so sorry! I couldn't stop him!
"Ok, alright! Just wait a sec. Are you sure everything's okay?"
It's your fault! Your entire fault!
"I'll tell you when we see Tsunade-bacchan."
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'He's dead! He's dead!'
'Of course! Didn't you hear her? HE'S DEAD!'
"Sakura?"
"Yeah?"
Smile. Smile. Smile.
"He wanted to give you this."
"A box? That's all? Can I leave?" Just one more step. Just one mor—
"He's in the hospital!"
"She just said he's dead!"
"He's dying, but he told us to tell you that he was dead."
"Why would he do that?"
"BECAUSE…IT'S YOUR FAULT!! YOU KILLED HIM!"
Eyes turned towards him; hands on mouth; surprised looks.
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She laughed. He couldn't be dead. Not for her, he didn't love her.
BECAUSE…IT'S YOUR FAULT!! YOU KILLED HIM!
Her eyes widen and she starts to shake her head—pink locks over her face—trying to get rid of the voice.
Sakura!
"Who's there?"
Will you marry me?
She screams, her voice echoing around her, and remembers the ring. She starts to cry, not out of sadness, but because she's losing her mind. The tears soon turn to fits of laughter. The velvet box forgotten and the lid opens; revealing pink emeralds turning red…dripping…taking her sanity away.
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"Sakura-chan! You can't see him! He doesn't wan-"
"Shut up and move!"
"I can't let you!"
"And why not?"
"Because..."
Emerald eyes glared at him. Naruto gulped but didn't say nothing more.
"Why? Because...because it's my...fault? IS THAT IT?" Tears fall out of her eyes and spatter onto the ground.
'Sakura...'
Her head looks frantically around, trying to locate the source of the voice.
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Stares
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I don't love him. I don't lo-
"Sakura."
No! No! NO!
Ghosts exist?
Shut up! He's not dead. They said he isn't.
"Sakura!"
"What?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah...I'm fine."
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Where is it? Where is it? Whereis it? Whereisit!!
Sakura runs, not making a sound. Her footsteps are fast and light on the floor. Her breathing is controlled. All this is ruined when her tears hit the floor, pouring out of her eyes like a river. She reaches the place that she's looking for and stops.
Locked!
She picks the lock and opens the door quietly. Around the room, machines are all over the place making constant beeping noises. Wires run just about everywhere; leading to the center of the room, towards the bed. Blood is dripping, dripping on the bed. But she doesn't notice, her eyes focused on only one thing.
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...Sasuke-kun...
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...I'm so sorry...
Sorry for grammer issues!
I finally decided. I won't change the plot, but I'm going to add and delete some stuff from this chapter. I totally forgot the idea of this part pf the story. This is what happens when I write a story. Curse my ideas when I'm going to sleep. I just forget it when I wake up, cuz I don't want to get up and write it down.
I just love ranting. But my friends only pretend to listen, but I still continue ranting anyways. Great! Now I'm talking to imaginary people...
Sorry this is so short. My brain just got fried.