Izzy: Naru-chan, do I own you?

Naruto: *fear stricken eyes* I hope to Kami-sama not

Izzy: Itachi-kun, do I own anything related to the "Naruto" franchise? Besides you, because you're MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME? ALL MINE!

Itachi: *quivers with fear* Izzy owns nothing!

Izzy: Now if you don't mind, I'm just going to go cry in the corner now... Thank you, Kishimoto-sama for ruining my hopes and dreams!

Naruto and Itachi: *Sweatdrop*

Tsunade walked straight through the nurse in front of me. The busty blonde raised her hand to my chin, lighting touching the skin. Her eyes bore into mine. "There's nothing wrong with you. You just see the truth."

"I-I-… She's there!" I pointed to Tsunade, hoping the old nurse would see her too. The Fifth Hokage laughed as the school nurse gave me a blank stare. Ms. Nurse turned around and back, eyebrows knit together.

"There's nothing there, sweetie. Now let's see… 98.6, normal temperature. Hm, how odd." She picked something up from her desk and handed it to me. It was a small, orange pill. Questioning her through my eyes, the nurse nodded encouragingly yet set nothing. Shrugging, I dry swallowed the pill, wishing for my throbbing headache to just disappear.

My hopes were of no avail, so I lay back on the crinkly paper, startling the nurse. I closed my eyes, praying that whatever sickness I had would vanish. I didn't want to see what I'd seen. It was too crazy, even for me, and I was seeing it with my own to eyes, literally. Sighing, I allowed myself to slowly get enveloped by the darkness of sleep.

A soft, yet firm voice floated its way to my ears, whispering, "Wake up, Viedra-chan."

I snapped open my eyes, sitting straight up. Standing at the foot of the saran-wrapped bed stood a raven haired boy about my age. His jet black hair stuck up in the back, resembling a duck's ass. Onyx orbs stare blankly into my deep brown eyes. Pale skin seemed to glow in the harsh flourencent lighting. Ebony cloth loosely tied with a purple rope, bow positioned upside down on his back, revealed a bit of skin of his toned chest. No warm smile adorned his defined face, but a scowl was set in its place.

Sasuke… Uchiha?

I took many deep breaths, blinking a few times- anything to get this… thing out of my mind.

The illusion (I hesitate to call it an illusion. So far, they've all interacted with me. They're too real to be an "illusion") gracefully, fluidly, walked around the bed so that he was standing at my side. I did a quick 180 and saw that "Sasuke" and I were alone in the nurse's office. Breath quickening, I shrank back against a concrete wall, hiding ( or at least trying to) from the young Uchiha standing before me.

Sasuke reached a pale hand out, silently beckoning for me to grab onto it. Although I wanted, badly, to hold his hand, to do whatever he wanted me to, I didn't succumb to my temptation. Instead I stare at the open palm, internally calming myself. He pushed his hand out persistently, his dark eyes pleading.

When I still didn't grasp the pale skin, Sasuke stepped closer to the bed. This time, as he raised his hand, he actually touched me. A pale hand rested on my shoulder, causing me to jump.

He… He has to be real. I can feel his touch!

"Don't be afraid, Viedra-chan." His voice was black silk, overtaking my whole body. "Come with me."

SLAM!

The door across the small room swung open harshly. Both mine and Sasuke's head snapped to face whoever our intruder was. Golden locks stood up on end for the second time that day.

Naruto…

A low growl emitted from his throat. "Don't touch her."

Thank y'all for reading! Please review! I luuuuurve reviews!