Sorry about not updating. I had school. Now it's over!

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Hinata stares at Sasuke in shock. "W-what are you t-talking about, Sasuke?" Sasuke looks to his right and sighs. "D-did something happen?" Sasuke nods slightly and Hinata gasps. "D…do I wanna know what it is?"

Sasuke shakes his head. "No, but you need to." He takes a deep breath before saying, "Gaara's condition got worse. The only way for him to live is for them to operate." He takes a deep breath and continues, "They told me that the chance of surviving that operation is less than forty percent. Then, even if the operation is successful, the chance of him living after that is less than two percent."

"Y-you can't be serious," Hinata says, her eyes wide with fear.

"I've never been more serious in my life, Hina-chan. I'm sorry." He pulls her into a hug and quietly adds, "They wouldn't tell me what exactly went wrong because I'm not family but they did say that he still might live." Sasuke smirks. "He's been through worse, remember? When I accidentally knocked him off the roof of our school back as a freshman? He's gonna make it."

"From what I remember, that wasn't an accident," she mutters into his chest.

"Um…well, that was a long time ago and there is no need to dwell on it! The important thing is that he's the luckiest person I know. He can make it." Sasuke gently pats Hinata's head.

She stays silent for a few moments before commenting, "You know, this is rather… affectionate of you considering you're just Gaara's friend… especially after you confessed to me…" Sasuke sighs and pulls back, a slight scowl on his face. "I already told you, Sasuke, I'm in love with Gaara."

Another sigh escapes Sasuke's lips, this one depressed. "Yeah, I know I don't stand a chance, could you please stop rubbing it in my face…?"

"S-sorry, Sasuke-san…"

"And could you please stop calling me that? We've been friends for, what, ten, twelve years? Geez, I've told you to just call me Sasuke," he says, lightly punching her shoulder. Hinata snickers quietly. "Yeah, your laughing face is much better than that frown. I'm glad you turned it upside-down! I can't believe I'm saying this…I sound like some cheap motivational speaker that you'd only find at…" Insert Sasuke's creeped-out shudder here, "…non-profit organizations!"

Hinata snorts, "I'll never understand why you dislike non-profit organizations so much…"

"Have you seen their bathrooms? It's like someone exploded…while giving birth!" He shouts with his eyes wide in fear.

"Are you sure you aren't gay?"

"Hinata! You know that that room's disgusting!" He groans in annoyance, 'Why is she questioning my sexuality? So what if I like sanitary places, that doesn't mean I'm gay!'

"I know they are, but you don't see me acting like that. I'm a woman; I can hide my emotions for the rest of my life." She pauses before continuing, "Unless I'm actually there; I would be barfing all over the place."

Sasuke smirks before having it slowly slide off his face when he remembers what the doctor had told him. He slips his hands in his pockets and looks up at the sky. 'Dammit, Gaara, if you don't make it out of this, I swear I'll make my eternal spirit haunt yours! You'll never hear the end of this!' He frowns. "We better get inside, it's gonna rain."

Hinata shakes her head. "I wanna go see Gaara."

"But the doctor sa—"

"I don't give a shit about what the doctor said!" She shouts, tears brimming in her eyes. Sasuke gulps in shock. "I wanna see him…if only one last time…" She bites her lip and lets her head fall forward. "Please…"

'Dammit…so cute…' He sighs and glances up at the sky once more. "At least go get an umbrella. We can't risk you catching a cold." Hinata nods and runs down the hall. 'Damn…I really can't get over how cute she is…' He mentally slaps himself. 'This is just a crush, I'll have to get over it one day…but I don't know if I will…' He sighs and turns around to see a random girl walking down the street. "Then again..." he mutters under his breath.

"Then again, what?" Hinata asks as she comes out of her house, closing the door. She locks it and strolls down the front steps. "What were you talking about, Sasuke?"

"N-nothing!" He jumps down the steps and starts heading to the hospital. 'That was close. Can't let her find out that I'm thinking like that, she'd kill me!' The two walk in a comfortable silence.

A low, rhythmic beeping resounds from the machine next to Gaara's hospital bed. A low whine escapes his lips as he turns over slightly. His eyes open to reveal troubled teal pupils. 'The chances of me surviving this are slim to none… there are a multitude of moments that could lead to my ultimate demise. Just one tiny mistake such as forgetting to close the door or something could very well result in me catching a disease and dying. Man, that damned doctor didn't need to give me examples; now I can't get them out of my head!' He groans and rolls onto his back, attempting to finally fall asleep. His eyelids slowly droop, his pupils fogging with drowsiness, until they finally fall closed.

Gaara opens his eyes and looks around to find nothing but darkness. 'What is this?' He looks all around him before shielding his eyes as quickly as he could when the blackness suddenly switches to a blinding white. He groans and slowly uncovers his eyes to have them widen in shock.

He blushes slightly as he sees an older version of Hinata, obviously well matured physically. He's a pervert, who can blame him? He slowly stands up and walks over to her and as he reaches out to her, his hand goes through her. His eyes widen and he yelps and falls back in shock. 'Wha-what the hell?'

He finally notices exactly where Hinata is standing. He looks around at the graveyard before looking at the headstone in front of Hinata. "Here lies Gaara Sabakyuu Loving Son, Brother, and Friend May his soul rest in peace." No…no no no! He crab walks backwards as Hinata leans down and lies some lilies on his grave. "NO!" he screams.

His back hits something hard and he turns, expecting to see a gravestone, only to see the grim reaper standing there. "Time's up," it says in a raspy breathless voice, fog seeping out of its lips. A piercing scream is ripped from Gaara's lips as the scythe is lifted upwards.

He looks back at Hinata once last time to see her form lying lifelessly on his grave. His scream gets caught in his throat and his eyes widen before the sound of the scythe slicing through the air reaches his ears.

Gaara bolts upright in bed, drenched in his sweat, and tears streaming down his face. He feverishly looks around the room in fear. After he calms down a bit, he gently presses his hand to his head. 'God, what a nightmare.'

He pants and holds his throbbing head in his hands. 'I don't want to have that dream again…that'd be horrible!' He groans and feels a single tear run down his face. "I don't want to die. I want to be with Hinata-chan…"

"What do you mean we can't see him!" Sasuke shouts, slamming his hands on the secretary's desk.

"Sasuke-san, please, let's just go," Hinata mumbles sadly, not meeting his eyes. Sasuke looks at her sadly before his clenches his hands and glares at the woman behind the desk.

"No, we're not leaving! We need to see Gaara!" Hinata looks up at him in shock. Sasuke turns and looks at her softly. "You said you wanted to see him, so I'm gonna make that happen." He groans quietly before sighing and quietly saying, "Even if that mean s I have to exploit my lineage…" He turns back to the woman with a glare.

'Sasuke,' Hinata thinks. 'You've always hated being different. You always hated being an Uchiha, yet you're willing to accept you heritage to help me. You really are a great friend!' She smiles softly but the smile slips away at the thought of Gaara lying in a hospital bed, alone…

"Do you really want your boss to know that you're not allowing Uchiha Sasuke and his friend in to see their possibly dying friend? Do you really want the higher-ups to get wind of you not allowing an Uchiha to hear the dying words of his life-long friend? Do you?" The woman pales and shakes her head furiously. "Then. Let. Us. Through," Sasuke says, attempting and failing to hide the malice in his voice.

The woman nods and says, "O-okay, just a second, Uchiha-sama, sir."

Sasuke rolls his eyes and glances back down at Hinata to see her fearful looking eyes. He frowns and quietly asks, "What's wrong, Hinata-chan?"

"Y-you don't think Gaara's gonna d-die, do you?"

Sasuke's eyes widen. "No! Of course not, he's gonna make it, Hinata." He leans in close and whispers, "Between you and me, I just said that for dramatic effect." He leans back with a smirk and Hinata chuckles quietly.

The secretary nods and leads them down a dimly lit hallway. He glances back at them and explains, "If the lights were any brighter, some of our patients with eye problems would only get worse." They stop outside a door and the woman opens it. She doesn't even look in before pushing Sasuke and Hinata inside before walking away.

Sasuke frowns at the door. "What lousy service…" He looks at the bed sitting in the center of the room. "Gaara," he says in shock as the red head lifts up his head to look at the two in shock.

"Sasuke…Hinata? What…what are you two doing here?" he asks in a small, raspy voice.

Hinata inwardly cringes before saying, "We came to see you, Gaara-kun."

So…tell me what you think…

-MosukeHinata