Alright! This is to make up for some of my dear readers who are not fans of lemons! :) I'll try to make it as good as possible! I have a little plot in mind, but it's a really small plot... I don't have it all figured out yet... haha.

And omg download 'Already Over' by Red and listen to the song while reading this update, it fits the mood perfectly. It's just PERFECT for this. (Besides the song is FREAKING AWESOME :D)

Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I DON'T own Naruto. –sigh-

Life is nothing more than a test, the hardest test that anyone can ever take. There is no studying or knowing the next question. Each question gets harder, but we must pass, we must push to the limit, if even sometimes on faith alone.

Her calm and even breathing filled the now seemingly lifeless and empty room where only few rays of light entered the room, cause by the closed curtains. She watched the wall across her through half lidded eyes, a sad and dull look found into them. A cold breeze entered through the open window Sasuke had jumped out of only a few hours ago and whipped against her bare skin, making a shiver run up her spine. She rubbed her arms to warm herself up, feeling somewhat alone and cold. Without Sasuke to hold her, it was a weird feeling. He would always make sure she was safe and warm and without him holding her... She felt cold, alone and unprotected. She felt vulnerable.

Letting a shallow breath escape her lips, she grabbed the thin sheets and pulled them over her almost shivering body, her lips quivering from the sudden wintriness of the room. She closed her eyes momentarily, thinking about Sasuke and wondering how he was doing. She wondered if the mission was going well so far, and she wondered when he would come back... If ever he would...

She shook her head to shake away the thought and glared at nothing in particular. 'Of course he's gonna come back. Jeez... What are you thinking Sakura...?' She thought to herself, sighing at her stupid bad thoughts. 'Sasuke-kun can handle that mission. He's a tough guy and one of the top ten most talented shinobi in Konoha. He's an ANBU for Kami's sake... Of course he's gonna come back to us...' She reassured herself, frowning as her inner began to ramble her doubts. 'And he's probably gonna come back scratch less!' She thought, giggling and shaking her head. 'Yea... Untouched...' She smiled.

She sighed and a sad smile made its way on her lips. 'I just wish for him to come back alive...' Her eyes saddened. 'It'll be weird without him... Seeing as I was always so clingy and attached to him every single day... I'll miss him...'

The fear about losing a loved one is the fear of change itself. Being used to one person, day after day, then to one day wake up all alone, a whole new day.

"Yo Sak's? You there?"

Sakura snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head, her attention once more directed to the voice from the person speaking on the phone with her. "Hmm? Oh! Yea, yea! Sorry Kumiko..." She mumbled, blushing faintly in embarrassment.

She heard Kumiko laugh heartedly. "What's with you? You're so out of it today!"

Sakura shrugged, applying more nail polish on her toes as she held the phone by tilting her head to the side and pressing her ear on the phone that was laying on her shoulder. "It's nothing, nothing." Sakura answered, yawning slightly.

"Tired? Didn't sleep enough last night?" And Sakura somehow knew it wasn't the end of it. "Perhaps you've been doing some activities with your man... hmmm?" She asked suggestively.

Sakura knew Kumiko was only kidding and wasn't actually serious, but she had been right, which made Sakura blush hotly at the sweet memories of her and Sasuke making love.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Oh my god."

"..."

"Y-You... You and Sasuke... The cold bastard with the hair in form of a chicken but and you, the beautiful little cherry blossom... y-you... OH MY GOD."

Sakura almost laughed as she screeched the last words and she couldn't help but laugh some more as Kumiko repeated the same three words all over again. She could just see her standing up with her mouth dropped open in shock and amazement, repeating the same thing over and over again while gripping her hair occasionally.

"Kumiko? What's wrong? Hey Kumiko, are you alright?" Sakura heard her best friend's voice ask faintly in the background which was followed by a silence, a soft thump and a joyful laughter.

"Hahahaha... Oh god... Sakura... I never... I never thought... it was... hahaha... that you a-and Sasuke would finally get it on!"

"Get it o- WHAT?! SASUKE AND SAKURA HAD SEX?! WHY DO I NEVER GET TO HEAR THESE THINGS?! SHE'S MY BEST FRIEND FOR GOD'S SAKE! WHY DIDN'T ANYBODY TE-"

"Urusai, Rai!"

Sakura laughed as the shouting immediately stopped.

Boy was Rai whipped.

"Yes, yes they did have sex Rai –oh god Sakura was he good?" She suddenly asked, her voice genuinely interested.

Sakura blushed hotly, remembering the pure ecstasy she was in during their love making. "Yes?" She winced.

"What the- Sakura don't make it sound like a question! You look retarded if you do! It's either oh yes he is a sex god –huh? Oh! Yes, yes Rai you are a sex god don't worry about it dear" Sakura winced at the mental image of them getting serious. "-or no he is totally pathetic and lethargic that he should train with a fake doll." Kumiko rambled on.

Sakura frowned as she heard a deep and rich laughter in the background, coming from Rai no doubt, and swallowed the lump in her throat, smiling as she opened her mouth. "It was great." She finally said, in a heavenly tone.

"From the sound of your voice it seemed it was much more then 'great' and seemed like it was the unbelievably heavenly, blissful and fully orgasmic kind of sex." Kumiko stated rather simply. There was a short silence before she continued "He must be a real sex god then...unless of course it's just because it's your first time –it is right?"

Sakura's face went blank at her comment. "Yes. It is." She almost hissed.

Kumiko laughed. "Sorry. Don't know about your sexual life, dear!" Sakura rolled her eyes. "Say where's your sex god I haven't heard a thing in the background. I mean I know he's utterly antisocial and all but usually I can hear some sort of sound – unless of course he's jack-"

Sakura's instinct kicked in and she grimaced. "Would you please keep this kind of information out of our conversation?" She quickly intervened, stopping her from finishing her sentence.

Jeez. Had Rai affected the usually innocent Kumiko she once knew?

Kumiko once again laughed. "What? You don't think that your dear Sasuke-kun pleasures himself?" There was a short pause. "By thinking of you of course." She added, laughing heartedly.

Sakura blushed once again. "Okay, this is getting disturbing Kumiko. It's not that... I don't think Sasuke-kun... Satisfies his needs." She gulped and Kumiko laughed harder at her uncomfortable-ness. "I just don't like to talk about it." Sakura finished, her voice back to the firm and confident one.

"Why are you guys talking about jacking off?" Rai's faint voice asked, causing Kumiko to laugh harder and causing Sakura to blush madly.

"Where is he, anyway?" Kumiko asked as her laughter subsided.

Sakura was silent for a few seconds. "Not here." Was all she said.

"...Not there? Sakura, is everything alright? He didn't hurt you or anything right?" Sakura could almost just see her frown.

"No, no. He didn't." Sakura sighed.

"Tell me then, what's wrong? You sound so down."

Sakura's eyes saddened. "He's gone on a mission." She whispered faintly.

"That so? But that's okay!" Kumiko reassured.

Sakura shook her head, tears threatening to fall. "It's not okay..." She almost whimpered.

"Sakura? Sakura are you crying?"

Sakura bit her lip. "H-He..." She took in a sharp breath. "He barely has any chance to survive through the mission..." She breathed out quickly, breaking down in tears.

She heard no response but a soft, shocked gasp and continued to cry, her arms clutching a pillow from the couch tightly.

"Kumiko? What's going on?"

"Sakura... I'm so sorry..."

"What? What happened to Sakura?"

"I wish I could say he'll come back but honestly Sakura I don't know what to tell you... I don't want to give you too much hope... I mean even though Sasuke is a tough guy and all if they say he barely has a chance to survive... I can't say they're wrong... Oh god I'm so sorry Sakura..."

"Barely chance to survive? What the hell are you all talking about?"

"URUSAI, RAI!"

Silence.

Sakura hiccupped before opening her mouth to speak. "I'm sorry Kumiko, I really need to rest..." She whispered, wiping a few of the salty tears from her tear stained cheeks.

"It's okay, Sakura. I understand. But if there's anything I can do, please tell me." Kumiko said soothingly.

Sakura nodded. "...Okay..."

And she hung up, burying her head in another pillow on the couch and crying herself to sleep.

Hope is all I have inside, for my true feelings I'm trying to hide. Tears fall like rain, hope is all that keeps me sane.

Sakura looked around the waiting room, watching a woman cry silently and silently praying to the gods to let her husband live. Her eye saddened at her desperate voice cracking and at her pleading prayers and she was secretly wishing herself that her husband would live.

She watched as a nurse approached her with a sad smile, explaining how they weren't able to save him and watched painfully as the woman burst into tears and watched as her heart broke into thousands of little pieces. The twist of disbelief, pain, sorrow, regret and anger in her face made the most heart breaking expression to ever be seen.

Sakura's heart clenched as she imagined herself waiting anxiously for news of a dying Sasuke, and finally being told they had not been able to save him and that he had died. She could just almost feel the pain of the woman now, making her heart clench more and making tears sting in her eyes. She let a single tear drop fall before turning around and continuing her healing course.

Sometimes I think love is like the tears we try to hide, only truly apparent as it slips away.

Her next patient was a dying man that had been on the same mission with Sasuke. And to her surprise, the man had much more bruises, cuts, gashes and wounds that she had expected to see. By looking at him, she could just tell he had basically no chance to survive. The man was unbelievably pale, caused by the large amount of blood he had lost, and his breathing was ragged. Brown locks of hair fell in his face and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. She watched his chest heave up and down rapidly at each of his quick breaths and her heart clenched once more.

He was fighting for his life.

She looked down at the clip board and her eyes saddened at the sight of his chance of survival.

She tore her gaze away before walking over to the man, softly pushing the brown locks of hair away from his face, staring into those wolf-like eyes that stared at her through half lidded eyes. Her eyes saddened more in sorrow and she shook her head sadly at the man. Before she walked away, the felt a cold hand grab her wrist weakly. She looked to the man once more and her heart clenched at the bittersweet smile on his face, making a few tears escape her eyes. "I'm sorry..." She whispered shakily.

And she left.

Inuzuka Kiba.

Age: 19

Chance of Survival: 36

Seems like just yesterday, you were a part of me. I used to stand so tall, I used to be so strong; your arms around me tight, everything felt so right - unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong. Now I can't breathe. No, I can't sleep; I'm barely hanging on. Here I am, once again, I'm torn into pieces. Can't deny it, can't pretend, just thought you were the one. Broken up, deep inside, but you won't get to see the tears I cry.

Okay it might be shorter then what I always write but this is still okay. :) It's sad though... :( Aweee...

So yea! Hope you enjoyed anyway!

Angsty and Tragic chappie, I know.

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