Akiko's P.O.V.

I'm worried about my sister. Hell, I'm always worried about her, I can't even deny this. However, pursuing this makes me wonder if it'll even be good for her. She's come so far, and she's even starting to make friends; what if pursuing this thread shatters everything she's worked for as well as set her back years? Then again, this whole situation has caught my interest, for it is my past too. I had been so blinded by everything I've built; I let a fabrication of my own truth become reality. It's slipped right by me, and it has started to anger me a bit. What happened so long ago? Will I let this drag my sister and I down? Or should I let it slide, and move on with my life living a lie. I sighed at my frustration, and resumed my work allowing my fake smile to take over once again to hide my annoyance. I checked down my patient list to see my next customer, only to realize the name was one of my sister's team members. Uchia Sasuke was his name, and it seems I am checking on his eyesight. Interesting, maybe this will be a distraction. I walk into the room only to see a brooding man sit on the patient's bed.

"Uchia Sasuke, I presume?" I say politely, and hopefully not too friendly.

"Hn." Really? Is that all he'll give me? How can one person be so miserable?

"Alright," I chuckled, "well how about we talk about why you're here, and lighten things up a bit. I promise it's not all that bad." I smiled at him; however it was a real smile. This man seems quite interesting, and no one should be this sad. Maybe I can cheer him up? I may as well give it a try.

Sasuke's P.O.V.

Why is she smiling so stupidly? Come on, no one can be this happy; though now that I'm looking at her, she does seem troubled. She's good at hiding it, but nothing passes my eyes. However for some reason that smile really pisses me off; no one should have to hide their feelings.

"Well what do you think? I came in to check up on my eyes. Isn't it on your paper?"

"Well of course it is, however the details aren't. Besides, is it a crime to spark up a friendly conversation?" There's that smile again, it's really pissing me off.

"Headaches."

"I see, when do they happen?" She started to look into my eyes with a the tiny flashlight, checking for details I suppose.

"When my sharingan is activated. It only started to happen when I got an eye transplant."

"You got an eye transplant?"

"Hn."

"How long ago?"

"Maybe six months." I sounded irritated, and she could tell.

"I see, there is a lot of strain on them. I can give you some medicine for the headaches, but I may have to recommend you lay off using it for a while. Sharingan is very powerful, and overuse will come with a price. It should get better if your eyes take a break. It would be a shame if you overused them to the point of where you become blind, you're quite handsome." She chuckled, and again gave me that stupid grin that got to me so much. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Seriously, what's with that stupid smile of yours? It really pisses me off. No one is that happy, and unlike other people I can clearly see you're upset. So show it! Stop giving that stupid fake smile of yours, if anything it makes you seem ugly when you're lying."

She got quiet, looking at me as if I just put a kunai through her chest. I guess I may have come off a bit harsh. I could apologize, but I wouldn't know how to even begin. She stood there, staring off out the window, contemplating something I couldn't really make of. She wasn't smiling anymore, but instead of relieved I only found myself sad. Why? Her smile pissed me off and I got rid of it; then why am I finding myself missing it already?

"You know, as fake as my smile could be, I do it for the sake of others. Everything has a right to be sad, a right to be frustrated and a right to be even angry. I take care of others, therefore what good would it do if I didn't smile, or try to bring comfort? Ninja have a hard life, always working to preform missions or training, never having a moment to let their feelings take hold of them; if they waver that could mean their life. When they come here, I take care of them, and they're safe. So instead of being sad for my own problems, I smiles to let them have their moment. Just as I do for my sister, whom needs me more than ever right now. So that's why I smile, so how about it? Would you like to finish your moment?"

I gazed upon her sad, ocean blue eyes that had been haunted by exhaustion. How can she take on so much without cost? Not as if I should care, I never care, but I regret is creeping over my body. Agitated with myself, I reluctantly attempted to bring back that stupid smile I for some odd reason I ached for.

"My moments over, why not you have yours?" I looked upon her gently, trying to apologize in my own way.

Akiko's P.O.V.

What is he saying? My own moment? Those words, they've touched me. What is this odd sensation, I feel as if I'm about to break down into tears. I shouldn't let myself that's completely unprofessional; I can't fight it though, this lump in my throat, this pressure, it's way too much to bare.

With that I found myself collapsing onto the floor bursting into tears, feeling everything come out at once that I've buried for so long. I felt all the pressure leave my body, and forgot about everything I had been trying to accomplish lately. Nothing mattered at all, I was free. This was my moment, and I'm sure it wasn't pretty. For some reason he came to comfort me, I couldn't say why. I was completely gross, and snotty for that matter. He didn't seem to mind, and at that moment all I could do was cry in his arms.

I finished after probably about ten minutes, wiping off my face and blowing my nose become somewhat of a hassle. For the most part though, I was alright as well as relieved. Embarrassment found me though; I mean I just cried in a man's arms that I had just met. Sheesh, not a good day at all, and to make it worse he was my sister's comrade on team Kakashi. My face burned bright red at these thoughts, the last thing I need to do is worry her.

"Uhm, can we keep this between us? My sister has a lot to deal with; I wouldn't want to burden her in any way."

Sasuke's P.O.V.

Interesting, she really doesn't put herself first much does she? Must run in the family; her sister rarely talks about her own problems now that I think of it.

"Hn. It's none of my business anyway." I really can be a jerk huh? I'm horrible at this.

"Thank you so much. I really appreciate it. I'm sorry by the way, this was completely unprofessional. I'll right you a script for some pain relief for your headaches right away."

"Don't worry about it, I don't care."

"Alright, let me get on that." She said as she started filling out the script.

Beyond my own comprehension, I found myself worried and curious of this girl. The next words to come out of my mouth I never even gave thought to, they just happened.

"Uhm, Akiko was it?"

"Hai."

"Try to take care of yourself more; it's not all bad to put yourself first on occasion."

She remained quiet as she kept writing.

"Well if you ever need another moment, I don't mind helping you out. You can have them around me, I won't mind." What the hell did I just say?

She looked at me wide-eyed, as if she just saw a ghost. Then gave me the most stupid, mind-blowing smile; not only was it real, but it was so beautiful and beyond comprehension. It created the most heartwarming surreal sensation, like everything was completely fine, so fine that it stunned me to the point I forgot how to speak. Come on Sasuke, don't just stare. Say something!

"Thank you, for everything Sasuke. I may just take you up on that offer. For now, take care of yourself ok?" She replied handing me the script.

"Thanks." I said, walking out of the room, still trying to get that smile out of my head.

Akiko's P.O.V.

Well, now that that's over, I suppose I should move on to the next patient. However this is odd, because I'm moving on scotch free, and have nothing to be apprehensive for. Everything is fine, for now at the least. I guess I'll have to wait and see what happens, without a burden to care for on my shoulder. With that, I moved forward, still thinking of Sasuke and what he had done for me.