Ok, so I don't do thos often, but I'm relly drunk right now and i don't know why I'm putting htis up....there is beer all ove rme....O'm serious...
dont worry I'm 21 I swear....seriousl,. i am....
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Sai awoke to a warm weight in his lap, the sound of sobbing and a heart rate monitor tearing at his throbbing brain.
He opened his eyes, the bright sunlight from the open window cutting into his sore eyes.
After a moment, his eyes adjusted to the sight of a pink haired head in his lap. A sudden, heavy feeling filled his heart, moving down to his stomach. Sakura's feelings for him had been transparent for a month or two…She was lovely, charismatic and caring, it was no lie, but she just wasn't…Naruto…
"Sakura…" Sai breathed, struggling to lift his hand to signal to her that he was indeed alive. The girl lifted her head, emerald eyes brimming with tears. Without warning, a fist collided with his face, the taste of blood filling his mouth from biting his lip unexpectedly.
"That's enough, Sakura." A calm voice called as the door slid open. Tenzou stepped in, his face passive. The rosette drew her hand back, wiping her eyes with a delicate sniff.
"I was so worried, Sai…" she sighed, her shoulders shaking as more tears threatened to spill forth. Her slender hands gripped his shoulders, trembling slightly.
Sai tried to find the voice to reply, to console the girl, but he found his tongue too heavy to move. He let out a frustrated sigh, falling back against the pillows, forcing Sakura to relinquish her grasp.
"Sakura…would you leave us for a few minutes? I need to have a word with Sai…" Tenzou said, his stoic eyes boring holes into the teenage girl. Sakura rose hesitantly, giving them both a worried look before leaving the room. Tenzou moved a chair closer to the bed, sitting down calmly and looking at Sai with a sort of cool distain. He reached into his pouch, tossing a kunai into Sai's lap.
"This kunai isn't yours. ROOT doesn't use these kind."
Sai struggled to swallow, searching for his voice to convey his thoughts.
"Furthermore, this kunai is of Konoha make…and it was found lodged quite firmly in your back. This leaves me with many questions and very few answers, Sai…" The man said sternly. Sai gasped as he struggled for words, coughing slightly. Tenzou grabbed a glass form the stand near Sai's bed, forcing water down the boys throat.
"You've had that seal on your tongue for quite some time." Tenzou said, stepping back and sitting down. "Kakashi-senpai and I located two bodies not far from here, both of ROOT operatives. They were covered in ink and blood…"
Their conversation was cut short by the green door sliding open to reveal Naruto, his azure eyes full of fire.
"Naruto! We weren't done!"
"I don't care." Naruto mumbled, slouching on the bed beside Sai's knees. "I just took a break from training to come see Sai…Kakashi-sensei said he want's to talk to you, whatever that means, he's lookin' all over for you."
Tenzou stood up, his fists clenched, but Naruto wasn't really paying attention, staring off out the window instead.
"You two…please be civil…Sai is going in for another surgery soon…" Sakura begged from the doorway. Naruto nodded, looking her over with a slight smile.
"Yeah, we will…" He said with a grin and a thumbs up. Sai's stomach was fluttering, his internal organs seemingly vanishing. Naruto was sitting so close to him…
Tenzou pushed past Sakura, clearly irritated. It was obvious that the girl wanted to say something, looking from Naruto, to Sai, to Tenzou, but instead turned away, sliding the door shut behind her. Naruto let out a chuckle, leaning back on his palms.
"That ass of hers…" he said with a nod and a wistful grin.
Sai shook his head. Of course Naruto would be checking out Sakura…it was just another day on Konoha…it wasn't like he had almost died or anything…
"They say you almost died." Naruto said suddenly, turning his head. Without his forehead protector, he looked so much more mature…like the rare picture of the Fourth that hung in the Hokage's office…
More than once Sai had wondered if there had been some sort of relation, but if there was, then why had Naruto been so maltreated as a child?
As Naruto sat in silence on the bed, the artist in Sai reveled into the gentle contours of the other boys face, the shape, the lines, the gentle tan, the way that light and shadows fought for dominance, and the brightness of those azure eyes beneath the mop of straw-colored hair. He shook himself mentally, catching a slight smile on his face.
"Naruto…there's something I've been meaning to say to you for quite some time…"
The room was silent, Sai's voice barely even a whisper.
For once the blond was silent, his eyes scanning the floor. Sai's chest felt like it was going to explode from the tens of thousands of butterflies that seemed to have taken residence inside his chest.
Without further thought, acting on sheer impulse, Sai grabbed Naruto's jacket, pulling the blond forward until their lips crashed together. Naruto seemed quite surprised, but made no efforts to pull away. After a few moments, Sai pulled away, his hand placed on one of Naruto's sun-kissed cheeks.
Naruto's azure eyes were cast downwards, his cheeks flushed with a hint of fuchsia.
"Is that what you've been trying to tell me?" He asked, his voice dry. Sai swallowed hard, nodding slightly. Naruto's eyes met his and a smile graced his features. Sai's stomach was churning from nerves as he stared into Naruto's eyes. There was an emotion that Sai didn't recognize hidden behind those endless pools of blue, and it only made the silence between them more uncomfortable.
"It's time for Sai's second surgery." A female voice called, sliding the door open to reveal a woman with short blond hair and a wide, pallid smile. Naruto stood up without a word, without a glance back, leaving Sai alone with the bleak woman. Sai felt pain in his chest, lifting his bandaged arm to touch the nonexistent, yet still gaping hole.