Hi, this chapter is kinda weird, but they all are, really! Oh yes, this gives some big hints...nudgewinknudgewink but not tooooooo biggg...anyway, i wrote a new FF thats pretty interesting. PLEASE READ AND REVEIW "SAVE HIM FROM HIMSELF" Thanks
-BankotsuChick
"I remember the first time he said 'I love you'." Naruto sighed as he stirred the noodles in the pot, the steam caressing his face. "He said, 'Naruto, I think I feel strongly positive in your general direction.'"
"Oh come on Naruto. I think we get it!" Kakashi scowled. "Who said he's not just giving you a chance because he feels sorry for you and he really loves a taller, kinder, better looking silver-haired jounin?"
"Kakashi...what's gotten into you?"
"Don't even ask, Naruto." Iruka said, shooting peircing glares at Kakashi. "Shut up, bastard!"
"Iru-san..."
"It's nothing, nothing at all!"
There was a photo, crumpled, dark and faded lying in the drawer where Sasuke had discovered it.
Neji, it was him, as distictive and beautiful as ever with his arm around Sasuke.
He felt the nausia in his stomach as a dull pain, the pounding in his head a far distance away.
"He cheated on me and I left him. Went and slept with a slut."
"I can tell by the way you cringe that you know this slut."
"...you know the slut. Everyone knows him."
"Ita-"
"Yeah." A painful smile stretched across his face. It hurt like hell inside and out but it was the truth. "But it's..o-okay, Neji. You mean more to me than he ever will..."
What had changed? Gaara had happened but that was okay. Naruto. He had to go and blow it all to hell. Suddenly the room started spinning. Sasuke, trembling, dialed the person he didn't want to think of most.
The only person who could help him.
Sakura Haruno was stunned.
There he was, standing there infront of her, in a loose flanel pants that only rose to the base of his hips, a nightshirt falling of his shoulder. He was pale, quivering slightly and looking as if he hadn't eaten in days.
If he died right there and then, Sakura wouldn't be too suprised. But was more shocking was who was with him, holding his hand and brushing the hair from his face while the Uchiha scowled.
"S-s..." She knew he never came to these types of places because he didn't believe in them.
"There just a ploy, a gimmic to get you to spend money. People who need them are weak. They don't really help...there fake, a myth."
He has said, if hospitals were comparable to the lochness monster and bigfoot. Get real, Uchiha. Bout time. Somthing must really be wrong.
"S-sasuke?"
"...h-hey." He sounded strange, the ill, weak voice sounding foreing to her ears. This was Sasuke...right?
He swallowed. "I'm kinda sick."
"...no shit." She stuttered. "I've never seen you this way...before...Sasuke."
"No one has. He dosn't let people."
"Shut up, b-bastard!" Sasuke growled, bringing a slight, sad smile to her face.
When, Sasuke-kun, She thought, did your smile fade?
Wounds were still fresh, yet the heartache was fresher.
Did it happen that winter when everything changed?
The boy only wanted to care for the other; he was sorry, he ment it, but peices of the fragile trust he had shattered were scattered and some were lost for good.
Is that when you lost your hope, Sasuke, when you lost your love of life?
She watched Sasuke glare at Naruto, the greenish-pale tinge to his face making a wave of worry wash over the blonde. Sasuke intencified his glare and turned his head the other way.
Is this why you became so il?
SEVEN HOURS LATER:
Someone, though they were not to be identified, slinked unnoticed into the labratory at KONOHA MEDICAL. Pulling a minila folder labled 'Uchiha, Sasuke' and placed it one the counter.
"Sir," A pink haired girl growled. "Your not allowed to be in here."
The person smirked.
"I was just leaving.
Gaara wondered what had happened to Sasuke. He had called and called and called again yet he received no word of the Uchiha. He was pretty sick... Gaara thought, pulling on a jacket and taking up his keys.
"I'm going to see Sasuke!" He shouted, rushing out the door before Neji could even answer.
"It's past midnight," Ino mumbled, yawning and checking her watch. "I'll lock up, you go home."
"Thanks, Ino." Sakura said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and picking up her folders. "I'll go through this tonight."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll put a file up file for Sasuke, kay?"
"Great. See you." A few seconds later, the door slammed shut. The blonde girl sighed and took a minila folder labeled 'Uchiha, Sasuke' with the blood test results. She smiled slightly as she rememberd over nine needles being thrust Sasuke's way and only one touching him. Nine more, they missed once again, finally getting Naruto to hold him down. Mothers had covered their children's ears once Sasuke had opened his mouth.
She yawned again and flipped over the paper, her cerulean eyes scanning the page. She stopped and traced line three with her finger.
"What...the..." She said, blinking to make sure this wasn't her imagination. Did it really say that? "T-that's...not possible! Is this some kind of joke!" She was going to visit Tsunade in the morning. Ino was sure someone here was pulling her leg. Impossible...that was impossible...
"No, but it's all too real." A voice she heard as being familliar chimed from the lobby. Her heart raced.
"...all too real."
Then, the lights flickered off and Ino was left alone in the darkness.
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yes i know im obsesssed, but i want 30-50 reveiws by the end of January! (50 woul d make me soooo happy!) come on people, its not THAT HARD!
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-BankotsuChick
