Author's Note:
Hey guys! Here's the latest chapter. I'm going to be in New York starting on 11/19-11/25, so I will be hopefully getting the chapter's that were due those days up before I leave. This chapter was almost five pages on Word, but it's only 1,495 words. What a disappointment. xD Our school had seventh grade assemblies today, and the guy's saw some presentation about weight lifting and shizz. And the girls saw this clique play by the Jewish ensemble team. I had seen it once before, and it's actually pretty good. Of course, it was hard for the girls at my school to see the meaning in it, but it was written so perfectly to things that happen almost all the time at our school. OH, and I got my Halloween pictures, but not pictures from Wicked. -sniff-
Dedication:
Aunt Debbie!
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto. Unfortunately.
Monday mornings had never been Sakura's cup of tea. She had never really been into the whole, 'wake up sunshine!' thing. In fact, she was more of a night person. Which, came in great handy since after coming here she had developed a pretty bad case of insomnia since she had moved here. Just because she was in a new school, her morning haziness had not let up for her, unfortunately.
Sakura pulled into the parking lot, sitting on her bike. Yes, I said a bike. Her dad might not be a cheap guy, but he had made no attempt to give Sakura a car, rather even bring up the subject. And, that was one discussion Sakura did not want to start. She hooked her bike into an empty bike rack, not bothering with a lock. If she got her bike stolen, say la vie. Maybe then Kouhei would take pity and buy her a car.
The air was frosty and thick, not Sakura's cup of tea, either. She adjusted the black scarf tied around her neck, and sighed. She was so exhausted, and she had spent hours cramming for a science test that was today—and had given up after she reached the joints to go watch Boy Meets World re-runs. She had only studied a fraction of the things that she needed to, but she honestly did not care. She wasn't planning on becoming a doctor, and therefore didn't think she had to know what each joint connected to.
Suddenly, Sakura saw a car begin to back up, but the driver obviously hadn't seen her in the heavy fog that had blanketed what seemed like the whole city. It had caused her to fall off her bike three times on the way to school, so it was no surprise that the high school driver's were having trouble with it. Sakura didn't know how to move, the car was moving rapidly fast, or what it seemed like. It was like her feet were implanted in the snow.
Then, suddenly, someone ducked and stopped the car, or maybe they hadn't. Maybe at that exact moment that someone jumped on her that the driver had break-ed the car.
Sakura clamped her green eyes shut, feeling someone's body hovering over her, the body heat traveling down to her, so she could feel it almost as if it were an actual blanket. When she opened her eyes, she saw…Sasuke? Hoards of crowds of people gathered around the scene, and Sasuke quickly shed his black leather coat and put it under Sakura's head.
"What are you people staring at? Call a freakin' ambulance," His voice didn't sound excited, or scared in the slightest bit. Just…antsy. Sakura had thought she was dead, really. But, imagine her surprise when she snapped out of her haze and then looked at Sasuke.
"What happened?" She asked quietly.
"Haru's breaks slipped, and you didn't move." Sasuke replied, his voice cold, but there was a hint of relief in his voice.
"Wait, you weren't here when that happened." Sakura replied, thinking aloud as the memory began coming back to her. "Who saved me? Wait, did you push me out of the way?"
"I was here," He stated briskly, taking his hands away from her head. "Yes, I did push you out of the way."
Sakura wasn't about to call her self-proclaimed savior a liar, especially since it was Sasuke…but if Sasuke Uchiha, her new 'friend' waved at her, she definitely, and I mean definitely would have noticed it.
"Oh, well, thank you," She replied, trying to sit up but the pain struck so bad, she had to lay back down. "Ouch."
"Don't try to move, you'll just hurt more," Sasuke instructed. "And, someone called an ambulance."
Out of the corner of Sakura's eye, she swear she saw shoulder imprints in the bottom of the car. But, that was impossible. He might have had a hoard of fan girls, and contrary to popular belief, Sasuke wasn't immortal or anything. Before Sakura could try to get up and inspect it further, an ambulance's lights flashed and she was whisked off in a stretcher.
The two paramedics loaded Sakura into the van, and she watched. But, before they shut the doors, Haru, Sasuke, Rock Lee, and Temari slipped in. Sakura was way too tired to protest, but she wished that they would all just get out. Everyone was talking at once, and the pain of her ear's ringing was far worse than the slight neck ache from the whip lash that she had gotten.
"I am so fucking sorry, Sakura. Are you hurt?! Gah, ugh, err." Haru's frantic voice hinted that he was a step or two away from fainting. Hmm, good thing they were on the way to the hospital, anyway.
"Of course she's hurt, you moron! Why do you even have your license? Do you mow over people every day?!" Rock Lee shouted.
"Oh jesus, I knew Hinata should have come to school today," Temari said with a sigh. "Can I get you anything Sakura?"
Sasuke was silent.
Sakura wanted to talk, to tell them to all shut the hell up. Even Sasuke's silence was loud, for Christ's sake. But, the short trip to the hospital had everyone running behind each other, with Sasuke casually lingering behind at his own pace, into the Hospital.
When Sakura awoke, she was in a Hospital room, in a stretcher. An IV was attatched to her arm, and the site of it made her cringe. Needles, ugh. Of course, it's a little strange for her to be totally, unphased by the whole idea of her almost becoming road kill and she was freaking out about a needle.
Sakura looked up, and saw Sasuke sitting in a plastic chair that was pushed against the wall. She stared at him for a few moments, thinking he'd say something, but he didn't. He was staring at a book, the cover page hidden from her.
"Oh, you're awake." It was almost as if he had sensed her awakening. He shut the book and set it down on the ground beneath the chair. "You've been sleeping for two hours."
"Two hours?" Sakura gasped. "Why are you still here, then? And where's Rock Lee and Temari and Haru?"
"They went back to school." Sasuke nodded.
Sakura hadn't been expecting, or hoping, for any of them to stay. Alright, well, maybe Sasuke. He hadn't really bugged her, ever. Except for when he ignored her, that's when she got annoyed.
"Did anyone call my dad?" She asked, looking down at what she was wearing. A hospital gown? She gulped. That meant that someone changed her out of her clothes, and she almost passed out. Hopefully it had been some old, plump nurse that had changed her, and not Sasuke. Oy vey.
"We left a message."
"Oh." Sakura replied. There was a few moments of silence. "Sasuke…I have a question."
"Ask away."
"Well, when we were by the car…I saw shoulder marks in the bottom. I know I'm going to sound completely insane, but…" Well, it was a little late for that wasn't it? "Did you…er…?"
"Sakura, that's ridiculous," Sasuke replied, looking away. He was acting suspicious, but Sakura's body was so exhausted that she wasn't going to argue.
"Ah, I see that we're awake," Into the light stepped a man that was completely gorgeous. He looked to be in his mid-40's, dressed in a doctor's attire. His grin radiated beauty, and his whole chiseled body made Sakura want to sigh over and over and over again. "How are you feeling Ms. Haruno?"
"Good, thank you…" Sakura's voice trailed off.
"Oh, you were unconscious last time I saw you," The doctor chuckled a melodic laugh. "I'm Doctor Kakashi Uchiha."
Uchiha? Sakura looked over from Kakashi to Sasuke, and saw absolutely no resemblance.
"Not much of a resemblance, eh?" Kakashi smiled once more. "Anyway, you seem to be fine," he flipped through the charts that he had in his hands, licking his lips. "Your father didn't answer his phone, so Sasuke's going to take you back, is that alright?"
Sakura smiled, it wasn't her fault. It was almost as if this doctor was comforting. Well, at least she had finally met the mysterious father of the Uchiha family.
"Thank you, Doctor Uchiha." Sakura replied.
"Please, call me Kakashi," He replied, placing Sakura's chart down. "And, I'll see you sometime later. Give your father my regards."
After Sakura was discharged and she refused to let Sasuke wheel her out to the car in a wheel chair, he led her to his car. Sakura felt somewhat intimidated as she slid into the leather seats of his Porsche.
"Sasuke…"
"Hm?" He asked, turning on the car.
"Thank you."
"No problem," He replied with a sly grin. "Saving lives is a specialty of mine, I guess."
Maybe it was at that point, that Sakura realized that she was starting to fall for Sasuke Uchiha.
