[ May I ]
May I be your shield.
"So you are Sasori?" The woman, with an age just suitable to be his mother said as she ruffled his red hair while he looked down at his feet.
"Thank you so much for your help, I've promise my little cherry blossom that he'll definitely be right under your care." The familiar female said. Sasori immediately recognized her as the girl's mother that he met a week ago.
"He certainly be a handsome man when he grows up." The woman then put her hand down and introduced herself.
"I'm Tsunade, I'm in charge of bringing you back and taking care of you. You would need a place to stay." Tsunade smiled. Sasori blinked before the other female kneeled down beside Sasori and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Take care. I'll send your regards to Pinky okay?" She gave an apologetic smile to Tsunade while she took hold of the child's hand.
"I'll settle the hospital documents, you should leave for the airport now, they should be waiting for you." Tsunade said while waving the other adult off.
She nodded and waved back at both of them, but before Sasori could respond, she turned and headed straight to the lift while Sasori was lead to the counter. His head was still being bandaged up and his inability of speaking was still an impact on his life.
After signing some documents, they took the lift and went to the car park.
During the trip to somewhere Sasori's didn't know, Tsunade began chattering and talking in her car while Sasori was seating at the passenger seats, listening attentively, but for a few moment, they finally came to a stop she turned, giving a smile.
"We've reached!"
Sasori looked up and nodded, opening the door right beside him and alighted the car while Tsunade fumbled onto her car keys and put it in her pocket, holding onto the preteen's hand with her other hand.
"Let's go, you'll meet many new friends!" Tsunade grinned and lead him to a huge building.
Both of them entered a gate, and behind it, there was a large field. Children were playing tag or running around, climbing onto monkey bars, sliding down slides. It was just like a children's paradise, a place where it's called playground.
"This is an orphanage." Tsunade tried to force a smile at Sasori. The redhead did not give any reaction. His eyes were fixed at the children playing at the field.
"Everyone!" The adult let go of his hand and shouted, waving for everyone to come over to where she was. Immediately everyone stopped what they were doing and looked right at where Tsunade was standing. Sasori just stood right beside her, unknowing what was currently going on.
"It's a redhead!" One yelled
"He look so cute!" a few girls squealed.
Everyone gathered around the two of them as Tsunade bent down to accommodate to the children's height.
"This little boy is called Sasori, and I trust everyone would take good care of him righte? As you can see that he's injured so boys, no rough games allowed." Tsunade warned and waved her finger at them.
"Girls and boys, please introduce yourself like how I had taught everyone of you; the friendship handshake. Sasori, I'll be inside the building to settle some stuff. I'll be back in a moment." Tsunade said before rushing into her office, which was just in the building.
"Hello! I'm Temari!" A little blonde girl, with her hair tied into 4 spiky ponytails. She took out her hand and expected Sasori to accept it.
Sasori slowly reached out his hand and shook it. Temari smiled cheerfully, feeling glad that he had accepted her handshake.
"So how did you get injured?" A boy that was about the same age as Sasori's, asked coolly as he crossed his arms.
Sasori did not respond, he couldn't respond at all; He had lost his ability to speak after all.
"Humph! Why are you not answering? Trying to act cool?" The same little guy scowled angrily, not knowing that he was trying to act cool himself.
Sasori did not react, or bothered to answer but unluckily for him, the boy had lost his temper.
"Don't think that you had that Granny Tsunade as your support you can ignore me like that!" The raven-haired boy raised his arms and was about to land his punch onto Sasori's face when Temari stopped him.
"Hey! You don't have to be mean! Remember? He is injured!" Temari shouted. Some children had run to find Tsunade while some standing at the side, watching the commotion and did not know what to do.
"Go away Temari! That guy can't get away without replying my questions!" The bad tempered boy argued back and shoved Temari away. She was pushed to his side but slipped and fell.
But right at that moment, someone caught her, preventing her from falling. Temari looked up to realize that Sasori was the one that caught her arm, stopping her from falling just in time.
"Hey you! Come bac-" Before the boy could finish his sentence, Tsunade had stomped towards the boy and pulled his ears, speaking to the child with her scary yet tender voice.
"My dear Sora, did you forget what I said a few minutes ago?" Tsunade said, with a huge scary smile plastered on her face, pulling his ears till it turned dark red. "I'm sorry!" Sora begged as he cried in pain.
The principal threw him down without mercy and approached to both of them.
"Are you two alright?" Tsunade questioned. Temari stood up brushed the dirt on her dress and smiled.
"I'm okay! What about you?" Temari turned and face Sasori.
"I'm sorry Sasori." Tsunade placed her hand on his shoulder before standing up and stared at the kids around her.
"You little guys listen carefully. Sasori was hurt because his father did this to him…"
Tsunade spoke further while Temari glanced at the emotionless boy.
"He had lost the ability to speak. So he wasn't able to be like every single one of you. Please do not tease him and make fun of him. He needs every one of your care and help."
A few children began talking to themselves, like spreading some juicy gossip among each other. Sora then looked away, showing no guilt on his face. Tsunade gave a loud slap onto Sora's back.
"Friends?" She repeated.
Sora chocked and glared at Sasori, but soon after, he gave a huge sigh and unwillingly took out his hand. Sasori looked at it before he slightly smiled, taking his hand out and accepted his handshake. Not long, the rest began following Sora.
"Hello Sasori! I'm Haruka!"
"Yo, I'm Takeshi!"
0o0
"Who's that guy?" Takeshi nudged Sora. A man with white, long and spiky hair entered the building along with Tsunade.
"I've seen him before… Err, once or twice." Temari said.
Sasori raised his head and looked briefly for a moment before returning to his work.
"Jiraiya, it had been two weeks since I have to remind you to sign that document."
"I know, I know." Both Jiraiya and Tsunade were walking to the office. He would wave to a few kids as they past by, not until when he noticed Sasori at the corner with a few others.
"Who's that?" Jiraiya used his head to signal at Sasori. Tsunade sighed.
"Sasori. He came here about a year ago. And on that year, he lost his ability to speak while his father was charged guilty for abusing him. He was released two months ago but he never came to pick him up" Jiraiya raised his two eyebrows.
"If I had to be honest, I rather his father to leave him alone than to continue abusing him if he had the chance."
"I came here a few months ago before I left town, I don't remember seeing him." Jiraiya pushed opened the door after passing the huge field.
"He's not very socialized. Sasori often kept to himself and regularly hid himself and refused to come out from his room. If it wasn't for Temari and the other kids, I guess you wouldn't notice him at all."
Jiraiya dragged a chair and sat right in front of Tsunade's desk. She took two mugs and made coffee. She placed the two mugs on her desk and approached to her seat.
"If I were to say that there's a way to heal him. Would you do it?"
"Are you kidding me? Of course! I've search couples of doctor yet they refused to do such risky operation and the chance of him to fully recover is rather slim." She took a sip of her coffee before settling down.
"I've no choice but to give up."
"I rarely heard you giving up Tsunade… I have a friend. He's a doctor and had successfully done surgeries on these few cases. And those children's that were under his care are now living like normal kids." He said.
Tsunade's eyes widened, she slammed the table and sprang up to her feet, almost spilling her coffee. Jiraiya drank his coffee like nothing happened; he knew what was her reaction going to be.
"Now, give me his number and made an appointment with him as fast as possible." She put out her hand and insisted for the number. Jiraiya shook his head and dug into his pocket, fishing out his wallet and took out a name card, placing it on her hand.
"Did you just forget that I'm one of the volunteers here? If they are in need, I would put in my 100% to help them whatever I can."
Tsunade read the contact number a few times, trying to register what was really happening. She just found a way to helped Sasori to get back his voice. She could just imagine how the children would react upon hearing the news. Especially Sasori. All she wanted now was to hope that all of these weren't a dream.
She slumped onto her seat with the card still in her hand, too happy to speak. Jiraiya knew that this was the best opportunity to strike. He leaned forward his seat towards Tsunade and said.
"So… would you still go out a date with me?"
0o0
"Sorry, I'm late yeah."
The blonde barged into his new class of his senior year, ignoring all the stares looking at his direction.
"You must be Deidara. Get a seat and let's start the class." Kurenai pointed to the only empty seat right at the last row.
He looked briefly at his seat and took his bag, flumping it over his shoulders. He trudged across the room and sat heavily onto his seat, right beside Sasori.
They didn't speak for the entire time, until…
"Class, I want all of you to write up a reflection about 'Art' I want it by the end of this lesson." Kurenai slammed the table to gain everyone's attention before returning to her work. Almost everyone groaned, but Deidara begged to differ.
"No shit, but I love Art reflections yeah." Deidara took a pen from his bag and started writing on the piece of blank paper.
'Art is fleeting, and that's the true beauty of art…'
Deidara paused his work and looked at his partner's reflection. And immediately, he frowned.
"Art is not eternity! Your points are so wrong yeah."
Sasori glanced over his shoulder with his lazy brown eyes before looking at Deidara's work. He continued writing and calmly said.
"Art is not fleeting. Art is something that endures the test of time beautifully and gracefully."
"No yeah. Art should blossom for a moment than withers away… like an explosion! That fire was everything art should be. It doesn't need to last physically, but the memory of it would last forever yeah."
"How could you call something art when it disappeared as soon as it's born?" Sasori said, slightly irritated.
"It is."
"No. Shut up."
"It is. Art is fugitive yeah."
"Yeah… bullshit."
"N-"
"Enough! Both of you! Do both of you want detention?" Kurenai shouted, slamming on her desk with a long wooden ruler. Everyone turned to look at both of them before returning to their work mindlessly.
After breaking their glaring contest, Deidara purposely dragged his table away from Sasori's. The redhead rolled his eyes at his childish action and sometimes pondered exactly how old was he.
After a few minutes of silence, Deidara raised his paper to his eye level and cleared his throat. His blue eyes glanced over Sasori's shoulder before clearing his throat again. "Art. Art is something that blossoms for an instant before withering away, that's-"
"Could you shut your trap?" Sasori totally lost his cool. His knuckles turned white from gripping onto his pen.
The atmosphere became a little tense and a few students started to hesitate about how near their seats were from them. You'll never know when one of them could just grabbed his chair or table and flung it across the room aimlessly…
"Oh… somebody is mad." Deidara smirked. He ignored his glare and continued reading. "That's what pure art is…"
"You brat…"
"Detention! Both of you." Kurenai slammed the two detention slips on their table before anyone made their move.
0o0
"You two must be from Kurenai's class." Kakashi mumbled behind his mask. His white hair looked like a tornado just swept it to a side. His eyes were fixed on his book while the two entered the familiar room they had been for a few times since the start of school.
At the same time, their hands reached out for the same chair as they began their tug-of-war. "Thanks, let go." Sasori said.
"No, you let go yeah." Deidara argued back.
"Just sit down!" Kakashi grumbled, slightly annoyed from getting distracted from his book.
Sasori gave up and sat on the next sit right beside Deidara. The blonde smirked and mentally praised himself for pissing Sasori off. Not long after their argument, Kakashi's phone rang and he grumbled incoherent words again, reaching out for his phone. He stared at the caller's name before answering the call.
"Kakashi here. Huh? Ok Ok. I'll be there in a minute." The masked man stood up, staring wearily at everyone in the room.
"I'll be back shortly." With that, he left his book on the table and headed to the door.
Sasori turned his head to the other side, while Deidara began playing with his pen. The class was silent for a second before a voice spoke.
"Deidara, I know that is you, you're hair is so unmistakable."
The blonde looked over his shoulder, eyes widened by an inche.
"Oh… it's you Hidan." His silver hair was slicked back and he had distinctive pinkish-purple eyes. Both of his legs were on the table, not giving a damn about the world.
"So what trouble did you get this time yeah?" Deidara asked, slightly dragging his chair to face him. Hidan shrugged, giving a loud yawn.
"A stupid freshman fucking bumped into me and so I just said 'Fuck You.' And he fucking cry like some shit. What about you?"
"Ah, because of this guy…" Deidara snorted, Sasori turned his head and faced Deidara, his brown eyes narrowed and they went back to their glaring contest again.
The door suddenly flung opened as a slight wind brushed across Sasori and Deidara's face. A tall, dark-skinned and muscular man, with stitches all over his body entered the room and threw his bag on the floor, sitting heavily on his seat right in the row between Sasori and Hidan.
"Oi Kakuzu. Did you miss me and come back here again?" Hidan snickered.
"Idoit. I end up here because some ass took my penny on the floor-"
"And we fought, and I'm that ass."
Everyone turned their heads except for Sasori who was trying to take a nap and pass time. They stared at a pale blue-skinned man with white beady eyes.
"You…" Kakuzu muttered. "No one takes my money, not even a penny…"
Kisame was about to argue but his partner stopped him. "Itachi?" Kisame widened his eyes in surprise.
"I can understand for Kakuzu, but how could you end up here just because of a penny." The Uchiha heir calmly said.
The Uchiha slightly opened his dark grey eyes, his black hair that hung near his cheeks to frame his face and a long and loose ponytail in the back of his hair. He clasped his hand together, forming a bridge and allow his chin to rest on it. People always envied him, as he's one of the heirs of the most rich and famous business company, Uchiha Itachi.
Everyone was silence for Itachi's casual and weird remark. He rarely talked and always carried this emotionless face wherever he go. But Itachi didn't notice how weird the atmosphere was in the room. The Uchiha turned his attention to the redhead who was still lying his head on the table, not caring about what was happening around him.
"You must be Sasori…" He said, clearly recognizing who Sasori was by the distinguish colour of his hair.
"People called you the scorpion, partially because of your name, and how evil you can treat the girls…" Itachi blurted the fact.
Sasori raised his head and turned to look at Itachi with his tired and lazy brown eyes. He blinked for a few moments, currently trying to register what was happening in his mind. He heard his name, and he respond to it. But after a few seconds, he knew what was happening before he replied back.
"Then you must be the famous Uchiha Itachi, the weasel that steals people's candies for your own good." Sasori smirked.
Deep down, Deidara really admired Sasori's way of speaking to that Uchiha.
Itachi narrowed his eyes, and Sasori had another round of staring contest with his new opponent. Kisame nudged Itachi and muttered. "Don't tell me you went stealing lollipops again like last time."
Itachi slightly shook his head. "No, this time it's chocolate."
"Can all of you quiet down for a minute?"
Once again, everyone whirled around, including Sasori, who was rather surprised to hear a female voice among the men.
"Seriously, you two should fucking stop watching all these stuff, it's bad for your health." Hidan made a face.
"Shut up, pink eye, don't tell me you didn't watch before." Konan rolled her eyes while Pein sighed and they started watching their video underneath the desk again. And sometimes, Hidan sure doesn't know what does death feels like.
"Hey Kakuzu, you can watch free porn here. That's so fucking awesome."
"Hidan, do you want to feel pain in your ass?" Pein growled, looking up from his video.
"Yeah try it, piercing-man fucker."
Kisame clapped his hand like a penguin, Itachi sighed softly, Deidara bit his lips and slightly squinted his eyes at the volume of their argument. Sasori gave a face palm before placing his head on the table, with both of his arm over his head. Kakuzu was still counting the money he had in his wallet for the 47 times that day.
Hidan and Pein both stood up and were about to hurl their tables across the room when the door flung open again. "What the hell are you both doing, get your butts on your seat." Kakashi ordered. The two stared at their sensei before returning to their seats quietly. They knew what they would get if they really pissed off Kakashi; The one thousand years of death.
"Pein. Konan. One of the teachers had found out that both of you had brought porn to school twice…" Kakashi slowly took the 'Icha Icha Make-out tactics' book from the table and cautiously hid it in a drawer.
"They just-"
Konan kicked Hidan's chair and he fell forward and hit his face on the table. The foul-mouthed Hidan rubbed his nose, murmuring some words under his breathe.
"Seriously, how old are all of you? Three?" Kakashi shook his head, he turned around and his back faced the students while he scribbled some things on the board.
At first there was silent in the room until a burst of laughter comes out from the guys, Sasori jerked slightly, surprised by Hidan's guffawing. Even Itachi slightly chuckle.
"What's so funny?" The masked man stopped writing and turned around. He was totally unaware that somebody that bold had pasted a piece of paper at his back, written in black marker; 'Come and unmasked me, cause I'm a sexy bitch.'
"Nothing, nothing at all yeah." Deidara said innocently.
Kakashi frowned. He faced his back towards them again and continued writing. Hidan totally loved that kid who did that to Kakashi, actually… second to Jashin.
Ironically, Deidara slightly turned and looked at his table partner. Sasori looked up to find the blonde looking at him too. Their eyes met, but this time they didn't start any more contests. But instead, Deidara gave a light punch on Sasori's shoulder, and they both smirked.
And from that day of their weird detention class, an incredible friendship was bond between all of them, and that was the real start of their senior year, their best one.
Sasori turned to the other side, facing the window. A small light coming from outside the window falls onto Sasori's face. His dream of the past event of his life continued playing. After a few moments, a small smile started forming on his lips, and at that exact moment, he was dreaming of the day when he met Sakura, watching her angry and pouting lips on her face when he snatched the cab away from her.
0o0
"Hello, May I help you? Hello?" Sakura called out to the phone that was ringing a whiel ago. But no matter how many times she had spoke, there was no response. But after a few seconds of silence, the caller suddenly replied.
"Sasori. I want to speak to him." Sakura could immediately make out the voice was a female, she slightly frowned, but she still obeyed the orders.
"Sasori! There's a call for you!" Sakura yelled. She handed the phone to Sasori once he got down from the stairs. "Who was that?" He asked, taking the phoen from her but all Sakura did was to shrug back.
"Hello?" He placed the phone to his ears.
"Sasori!"
"You are…" Sasori muttered, slightly familiar with the voice yet couldn't make out who was it. Tsunade? No, her voice wasn't like this. Ino? He wasn't that close with Ino and it couldn't be her anyway. Other than the two of them and Sakura, he rarely talks or meets with other girls. But after a few seconds, he suddenly straightened his posture.
Unless it's…
The bell beside the door suddenly chimed, the first thing both of them noticed were the bright yellow luggage that was rolled in with the two wheels, the next thing was a dull purple phone hand over the owner's neck with a bright yellow strap with pictures of fans on it. But the next thing that surprised only Sakura was the four spiky ponytails that the blonde had tied up.
"Temari." Sasori said, hanging up the phone.
"Sasori!" Temari exclaimed, dropping her luggage and ran over to Sasori, giving him a big hug.
"Whoa whoa, don't do that, you know I hated it." Sasori said.
"But I like it." Temari giggled. Sakura blinked, looking at the two of them. Temari broke the hug and finally noticed Sakura.
"You must be the girl that answered the call just now." Temari narrowed her eyes. "Are you Sasori's girlfriend?" She spatted rather dangerously.
"No! No. I-I'm just Sasori's employee. Answering calls is part of my job." Sakura explained frantically. Sasori stared at Sakura's reaction before looking at Temari. "She had a boyfriend already." He said. Temari gave a silent sigh.
"Oh is it?" She said, rather relieved.
"What's all the commotion about?" Deidara walked down the stairs after using the bathroom. Once he noticed the new presence, his eyes widened. And as quietly as possible, he stepped back and tried to escape back upstairs and away from their attention.
"Deidara, get down here."
Deidara froze, he sighed and trudged down the stairs with a huge smile plastered on his face.
"Hello Temari! Long time no see yeah." Deidara said, walking down the stairs while waving at Temari. "Yes, long time no see." Temari walked towards the blonde and put her hand over Deidara's shoulder. He visibly tensed.
"Why didn't you send me any more emails regarding about Sasori's interaction with any special people; girls, for months?" Temari whispered for only Deidara to hear. But her scary smile still remained on her face.
"Someone ha-hacked into my account yeah, and I've lo-lost your email address." Deidara tried to convince Temari, and he did. Temari let go of Deidara and went to pick up her luggage on the floor.
"When did you get back to town?" Sasori asked.
"I came back here this afternoon." She rolled her luggage and set it beside the office desk.
"I got back to the orphanage and get your number from Tsunade. I've called your phone many times but you didn't answer, so I called your office." Temari then sighed.
"And I'm pretty hungry after the flight, rushing to two places." She added another sigh.
"Why don't we have dinner together?" Sakura suggested. Deidara looked at his watch."What a great idea yeah, I'm famished."
Sasori didn't say anything, and all of them took it as a yes.
0o0
"I was just overseas for a couple of years and everything seemed to change. Even the food changed; it gotten better." Temari pulled the luggage behind her while rubbing her full stomach.
"My boyfriend brought me to that restaurant for dinner whenever we went out." Sakura said.
"Really? You must have a wonderful boyfriend who care so much for you." Temari said.
Sakura didn't answer, but only smiled.
"Say… Can someone be kind enough and let me stay at his house?" Temari look at Sasori, hinting him. "I'm practically homeless now."
"Where did you home end up to?" Sasori asked, slightly puzzled.
"I've rent to a foreigner couple for several years, I couldn't just kick them out of the house before the rental ends right?" Temari said.
"So… Let me stay in your house then!" Temari directly asked. Sasori blinked. A girl staying with him doesn't seem a rather good idea.
"I'm not really comfortable with that, Temari…" He replied.
Temari pouted, she turned to Deidara and smiled evilly. "How about you? You would. Right?" Temari took a step forward while Deidara took a step back, keeping their distance.
"You can't my house is fu-full of stuff, there isn't any sp-space for another person to live in yeah." Deidara stammered
"You two ingrates. You don't expect me to stay in a hotel right? I'm so lonely and bored alone." Temari crossed her arms in defiance.
"Why don't you move in with me? I'm a girl and I stayed alone, my parents had went overseas so there's a spare room." Sakura said. Temari eyes brightened.
"I can't believe someone I met for just a few hours is willingly to help me more than both of you." Temari stuck out her tongue angrily.
'Would Sakura be safe if Temari were to stay with her? I mean… you know… love rivals staying together might not be a good idea yeah.' Deidara thought.
"Then we could had each other as company." Sakura said merrily.
Temari nodded and pulled Sakura towards the streets, leaving the two artists behind. "Danna, do you think it's a god idea yeah?" Deidara nudged him. Sasori looked at him.
"Why it isn't?" He asked, rather innocently.
Deidara stared at him, dumbfounded. "Nope, nothing." He mumbled, before gaining speed and catch up the two girls.
0o0
Deidara stopped his car outside the yard, the three of them got of the car and he went to the car boot and took out Temari's luggage, handing it to her. "Thanks for the lift." Sakura said.
"Ah, good night yeah." Deidara rubbed the back of his head. Temari spy at the two of them suspiciously, after that, she gave a huge slap on Deidara's back. "Thanks for the ride too. Let's go Sakura." She said.
Deidara groaned, rubbing his sore back. "Seriously…" He mumbled, getting into his car. Driving off in an instance once he saw the two girls safely entered the house. After all, Sasori did ask him to ensure their safety before he went to do something important.
"Here, this is your room." Sakura pointed. Temari walked towards Sakura after giving a glance at the photographs on the table.
"Wow, this place gave me a sort of feeling like I'm really at home." The blonde gave a bright smile.
"Thank you Sakura." Temari sincerely said. Sakura gave a nod, placing her yellow luggage on the floor.
"First we should settle your clothes and stuff." Sakura said, unzipping the suitcase.
"I'm sorry to trouble you." The blonde said sheepishly, sitting beside Sakura on the floor.
"It's okay, you're Sasori and Deidara, which makes me my friend too. And I should help anyone when they're in need." She said. Temari stared at her, before slightly smile.
They took about ten minutes to take out all the things and put Temari's necessities aside while some gifts and souvenirs at the other side. As Temari was folding some clothes, a piece of photograph stuck between two files caught Sakura's attention. She reached out for it and noticed how old the picture was. The colour had started to fade and turned slightly yellow, but the most of the original colour was still intact.
"That was the photo we took more than a decade. You can tell by how old that photo. Those people in the picture is basically my life; My everything." Temari said.
"This is Tsuande!" Sakura immediately pointed at the young Tsunade with her appearance almost the same as now.
"Yup. I'm an orphan like Sasori. Both of us were in the same orphanage since young." Temari said casually, putting her folded clothes away.
Sakura nodded in understandment, she looked at the row of kids and immediately noticed Temari, her hairstyles back then still hadn't changed. She looked at the next row and the finally took notice of a familar figure right at the corner.
She frowned.
"Wait..."
"This is…" Sakura continued.
"You can obviously tell who he is. It's Sasori of course. Look at his bored face and red messy hair." Temari said, standing up and placed her clothes on the bed.
"Sa… sori?"
'Why does he look so…'
"He lost his voice when he was young, that was sad wasn't it? But thanks to one of the volunteer in the orphanage back then… His name should be Jiraiya. Yup, it's him. He found a doctor and helped Sasori got back his voice."
"Mum! There's a boy injured right there!"
"I'll call the police. Go and take a look at that boy, Sakura!"
Sakura ran over, bending down beside the boy while hugging her knees, her eyes slightly widened and scared. Using all her courage, she took out her hand and shook the boy's shoulder.
"Hey! Hey! Are you alright?"
The boy slowly opened his brown eyes, and stared at her, but he doesn't seem to have the energy to speak or move.
"You're awake! Can you hear me?"
"Argh!" Sakura yelled out in pain, her two hands immediately clutched onto her head, almost pulling her hair out. She shut her bright green eyes very tightly, and yelped in pain once again.
Temari slightly jumped. The blonde regained back in composure and swiftly rushed to Sakura's side, pushing all the things away on the floor.
"Sakura! What happened! What's wrong?" Temari yelled worriedly, shaking her shoulder.
"My head...My head- I can't, it hurts."
"Sakura! Don't scare me! Sakura!"
To be continue
Author's Note:
"You abused Sasori and made him feel so sad!" –Hates Pocky-
"You didn't had much SasoSaku moments again!" –Hates Pocky to the core and gives up on this story-
EDIT: I'm just kidding LOL. ^
-Pocky