A/N: Hello my lovely readers! I'm sorry if it felt like a long time to wait for such a short chapter. I'm doing the best I can. Despite it's shortness I hope you find it enjoyable. Let me know what you think of it, please!

:P Disclaimer: Nothing is mine other than the idea of the story!

-Friday 5:00 pm-

Kimimaro was ecstatic. Finally Friday had arrived and tonight he and Sakura were going to Touya's. Sasuke hadn't found a way to tag along without Sakura thinking he was a weirdo so it would just be the two of them. Sakura had just left but by 6:30 they would be at Touya's enjoying one another's company and the finest sushi in the world. Kimimaro didn't think things could get much better. What Kimimaro didn't know was that when things can't get better they usually get worse, and tonight things were about to get much worse for everyone.

-6:25 pm-

Sakura slowly awoke to a great deal of pain. As she opened her eyes she was being put on a stretcher and hauled off to the hospital. When she turned her head she saw that her car was a wreck. That's right. I was in a car accident. She thought, horrified. She remembered more than she wanted to. She had heard the screeching tires coming towards her before she actually saw the car speeding towards hers. By then though, it was too late. The next thing she knew there was a crash that sent her own car tipping onto its side. The driver's side of her car became quite familiar with the ground.

Sakura was pulled back to the present when she was bombarded with questions. Everything from "How are you feeling?" to "Do you know what time it is?" was thrown her way. After hearing the question about time all she could think was that she was going to miss eating sushi with Kimimaro. This sucks. Sakura thought as she started to pass out again.

-6:45 pm, at Touya's-

Sakura wasn't coming. That's the conclusion Kimimaro came to. She was never late without even calling. She must have decided against it. Yet Kimimaro couldn't resist waiting another ten minutes just to see if she was actually late. After the ten minutes were up he sighed and decided to call it quits. Just as he was taking out his wallet to pay for the drink he had ordered, his phone rang. Hope flared when he saw it was Sakura's number, but quickly died when he held the phone to his ear.

"Kimimaro, are you there son? It's your father." Orochimaru sighed wearily.

"Dad, why do you have Sakura's phone?" Kimimaro questioned Orochimaru with dread pouring into the pit of his stomach. He didn't know where this was going, but he knew he didn't like it.

"Kimimaro, I want you to remain calm despite what I'm about to tell you. I felt it was best that I tell you rather than Tsunade who's a bit of a wreck at the moment. It's Sakura. Sakura was in a car accident." Orochimaru informed him.

"What hospital is she at?" Kimimaro's tone demanded an answer and you could bet he was going to get one. When he heard "Sakura" and "accident" his heart stopped cold only to hammer at him harder than ever before. When Orochimaru told him where she was, he vowed to find the scum who put her in the ER and make them pay. He was so upset that for the first time in his life he hung up on the father he practically worshipped. Kimimaro knew what he had to do, but Sakura comes first. From that point on Kimimaro knew that she always would.