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I hope you enjoy this chapter as Sasuke finally wakes up... See ya!

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Coming back to life

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Five days went by…

Sakura barely had time to breathe and more often than not she found herself thinking about what would happen once Sasuke was better… if he ever got better, of course.

Between Fugaku's thoughts and Mikoto's arguments she could only focus on reading the book to Sasuke and then cleaning his wound; it had become a routine for the last twelve days since he got home.

Most of their friends knew he was back, but it was to be kept as a secret since the villagers wouldn't approve of him so easily and Naruto knew that when the time was right he'd need to punish Sasuke so everyone ignored what he had done in the past; of course he didn't want to.

As for Jugo he was spending most of his time with Naruto, his visits to Sasuke were forbidden until he was discharged, but he had managed to make a few friends among the ANBU, mostly Sai.

Right now she was sitting next to his bed yawning every once in a while, the old book held tight in her hands and her tired green eyes roaming the words.

"As Satoru glanced up the sky he realized this was his last life… He either let his best friend Natsu die or saved him, but in the back of his mind he knew he had been selfish all along…

While he didn't care about his first three lives, which he spent saving Mina, Natsu and his sensei, he didn't want to leave her alone… he loved her. After those three lives everything had changed, when everyone took notice of how brave he was to sacrifice a life for his friends he was acknowledged as the best cat ninja ever and so he wanted more and he kept sacrificing his lives…

He had been selfish… and now he could save his best friend, but lose his love…

'Let me go!' Natsu yelled as Satoru held tight his paw.

He was about to do it, because after al he was a selfish cat, he was a monster labeled as a hero. Could he live his life knowing what he did?

No.

Satoru closed his eyes and did the wish grater technique! What the hell is wrong with this book?" Sakura yelled suddenly very awake. "I won't side with the bloody cat! He's a pest!" she exclaimed angrily. "Satoru felt his soul and his last life leave his body; the ethereal body seemed to be happy and waving his paw at his owner. With his last breath he pulled Natsu up…

Mina helped them both with tears falling down her eyes as she hugged Natsu and then ran to Satoru with heavy sobs.

'Don't cry…' he muttered. 'I'll be watching over you…'

'Satoru…' she muttered sadly.

As Satoru died everyone gathered around them, this was the perfect finale for the great ninja cat Satoru, he obtained his glory and his friends stayed alive; everyone would remember him for all eternity as the kindest cat ever and the bravest one.

That's the story of how Satoru lost his ninth and last life…

I can't believe this book! How come he ends up being a hero?" Sakura shifted through the pages as if looking for an answer to the bad plotline. "This is unacceptable!" she snorted and threw the book on the nightstand as she stood and paced. "I wonder if you really enjoyed these kinds of stories!" she said as she turned to glare at his unconscious face… only… it wasn't unconscious.

She froze in place as she stared at his black eyes… he was looking at her, but then again it was impossible because he was blind and she confirmed it when he frowned ever so lightly almost imperceptible… probably wondering where had she gone.

His finger twitched and she felt pity for the almighty Uchiha lying in bed.

His yes moved slowly around as if trying to see, she saw the way the muscles of his neck clenched and unclenched as he swallowed hard; he was probably panicking.

"Sasuke…" She muttered moving closer to the bed and he stopped, his eyes staring at the ceiling. "Sasuke…" she called again and his eyes moved to where he assumed she was standing. His dry and chapped lips parted lightly and his finger twitched again.

She closed her eyes tightly feeling tears threatening to come out, her chest constricting in pain and her throat tightening with a lump. When she opened them and looked down at him she couldn't help but let her tears fall.

His face was as impassive as ever, but this time it wasn't because he was a cold bastard… this time he just couldn't muster enough strength to pull any kind of expression.

He was so weak he could barely move.

"I am here…" she said again and when his finger twitched again she couldn't help but tentatively intertwine her fingers with his; she squeezed his hand knowing full well that he could barely feel anything. "Sasuke, how are you feeling?" she asked leaning over, but trying not to cry on his face.

She felt a faint squeeze on her hand and smiled.

"Sasuke… you're safe… you're safe…" she was only following protocol as a doctor; to make your patient feel safe; she panicked when he closed his eyes. "Sasuke, don't close your eyes just yet…" she said and watched as he opened them again. "Sasuke you need to come out…" she muttered. "I know you're blind…" he closed his eyes as if ashamed of her knowing that; a light frown grazing his brow.

She felt angered by his childish behavior.

"Don't close your eyes…" she said with clenched jaw, she pressed two fingers to his wound and watched him flinch lightly and groan from his throat not even moving his lips. "I will heal your eyes…" she said softly.

Another light frown and this time she couldn't help but feel angered again… only because she remembered everything he had done in the past.

"Don't get me wrong. Naruto told me to heal you and that's what I'm doing. I don't think it wise to heal your eyes, we don't know if you'll leave again once you're fine, but he thinks you'll stay… If you want to see again make sure you wake up tomorrow… and then I'll give your sight back…" she explained with venom in her voice.

As she straightened her back and made to pull her hand she had to be surprised at the sudden amount of strength on his grip.

"Tomorrow, Sasuke…" she said turning away from him and walking out of the room with heavy steps, leaving him alone in the darkness once more.

Sasuke stared at nothing… knowing that he wasn't at the smelly cottage anymore he couldn't help but wonder how the ceiling of this new room looked like.

For the last nine days he had been dreaming of old memories; his mother reading him a story when he was a kid… he knew the story of Satoru backwards because it had been his favorite, he had loved the book so much he actually asked Itachi to read it for him once. Of course his brother reading lacked all the emotion his mother used to put in every word.

The first days he wondered about the voice, because he knew it from somewhere else; when he realized it was Sakura's he found himself annoyed; why did she have the book? Why was she the one reading it to him? And most of all he was infuriated at her critical speech at the end of each chapter; she hated Satoru so much it actually made his skin crawl.

But it was until now that he found strength for opening his eyes; he was scared when he saw nothing, but somehow as she read the last chapter and he glanced at nothing he loved the way her voice soothed him and then he didn't want to close his eyes anymore.

As lucid as he had been minutes ago, there was no panic, he felt safe and warm and everything was good again, but as soon as she quieted he felt his world shattering making him feel like those times so long ago when he'd take notice of his reality. Sakura's voice was tying him down to this realm, but she was doing it only for Naruto.

He didn't mind in all honesty… if she could heal his eyes he wouldn't deny her help, after all she was doing it because Naruto ordered her, not because she was still in love or because she cared and he was okay with it because he didn't care either.

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"Not much, he's resting now, but tomorrow if he wakes up I'll heal his eyes…" she said as she informed Naruto about Sasuke's condition.

"I knew you could do it, Sakura-chan! You're the best!" he hugged her tightly.

"Whatever, Naruto I need to get going… My kids are waiting…" she said and walked to the door, but before she reached it there was a knock; she opened it.

"Oh. Sakura-san…"

"Suzuki-san!" Sakura was amazed to see him again after so long… well it was a long while for her.

"You look… tired… Are you going home now? Perhaps I should walk you there only to make sure you don't pass out on the way…" he said as Naruto stared at the duo with interest.

"I am fine… you don't need to, but I should probably apologize for our last conversation… I overreacted…" she said with a heavy sigh.

"I know, Yamanaka-san said you tended to do that." He smiled warmly at her and when she returned it weakly he looked up at Naruto. "Hokage-sama, can I come back later to fill my report? I really want to walk Sakura-san home…" he said.

Sakura turned to see what Naruto would say and was amused to see him frowning deeply and crossing his arms over his chest.

"I was about to ask her if I could walk her home." He said annoyed.

"Oh. What about your wife? Wouldn't she misunderstand about it?" Daisuke asked confusedly.

"Yeah. Naruto you go back to Hinata and I'll walk home with Suzuki-san… don't worry… I'll get you tomorrow so we can go together?" she said.

"Yeah, you better believe it…" he muttered as he turned to go back to his desk.

Sakura giggled and took Daisuke's arm pulling him out of the office without noticing his deep blush or the way he warmed up.

"Uh… Sakura-san… I don't mind what you're doing, but if your thoughts about me haven't changed then I suggest you to retrieve your hand or I might take advantage of it…" he said huskily and she snatched her hand back with a deep blush.

"I'm sorry… I wasn't paying attention." She excused and walked faster.

Daisuke smiled softly at her back and followed close behind, letting her go ahead so she felt comfortable.

"How was your mission?" she asked as she fidgeted.

"Ah… top secret, sorry…" he said; as she walked ahead he couldn't help but stare at her white neck so sophisticated, the pink hair barely grazing it.

Roam down her shoulder blades and her spine imagining how it looked like; she was a kunoichi, she probably had scars, but she was still so perfect, like a doll.

"Ah yeah… ANBU… I forgot." She said much comfortable now and waiting for him to catch up to her.

He nodded.

He had his own group of friends, his generation admired hers, most of them were more into Yamanaka, she was their goddess and when they ended up in the hospital they loved when it was her treating them, but Daisuke liked Sakura better… Ino was obviously beautiful; she had big assets; long blond hair, pretty blue eyes and she was smart and outgoing.

He liked Ino too… he was a man after all, but Sakura had something else and much deeper; her light pink hair, the ends flaring in every direction making her look innocent and childish, her light skin and big green eyes. She was sophisticated, even with those few pounds he noticed she gained after her pregnancy. He was infatuated.

"This is my place…" she announced snapping him out of his reverie; he looked up at the apartment complex.

"I thought you lived in a house…" he smiled.

"I don't like big places… though this is comfy enough for the twins and me…" she said.

He smiled down at her and when something in his eyes changed she felt suddenly very uncomfortable… she blushed.

"I'm leaving now…" she said and turned, but he grabbed her wrist before she could take a step.

"Sakura-san… I still like you." He said seriously. "I don't mind what you believe makes us different, I still like you."

"Suzuki-san…"

"Daisuke…" he smiled. She nodded shyly.

"Daisuke-kun…" she tried and felt weird; the similarities were making her nervous. "Good night…" she said and walked to the steps, leaving him behind.

She closed the door behind her and heaved a sigh of relief, but she realized her heart was beating a furious tempo against her chest; she couldn't understand it; she wasn't a kid, but he was making her feel things she hasn't felt… since Sasuke…

"Sakura-san." She opened her eyes and stared at her son, he was glaring at her with his arms crossed over his chest. "You're late and who was that?" he asked and Sakura flinched.

"I… I was working! You're not my dad, Fu-chan!" she said amusedly ruffling his hair.

"No, wait! I know, but I want to know who that was? He was giving you a weird look and… he grabbed your hand!" he explained smartly making her blush.

"So what? Now I can't let a friend walk me home after a long shift? He was worried…" she rolled her eyes.

"Sakura-san… you don't seem to understand. Being the strongest kunoichi in this village leave only a few dangers for you and one of those; are men like that one… Do you like him?" he asked and she had to agree with the first statement.

"Yes, I do like Suzuki-san, he's nice and smart." She said not understanding why she was explaining this to her twelve year old.

"But you said you weren't into dating, something about being too old and a mother… Does he know about us and our father?" he asked annoyingly.

"Yes he does and he doesn't care!" she said and watched his eyes widening.

"He doesn't care? What's wrong with him?" Fugaku questioned with a loud snort.

Sakura stared at her son and grimaced; he was so used to being disliked he couldn't believe someone was willing to ignore his father's mistakes.

"Fugaku…" she called and he turned to look up at her his bangs moving with his head and then she could almost swear she was seeing Sasuke instead of her son.

"What?" He asked heaving a sigh.

"I… yeah…" she cleared her throat and averted her eyes. "Sasuke woke up today…" she said in a lowered voice.

Fugaku's face turned impassive and a mask of indifference replaced his beautiful features.

"Hey… I want to talk to you… come on." She pushed his shoulders on to the small balcony and closed the door behind her.

She sat on the little step and he did the same supporting his chin on one hand and regarding her expectant.

"Fugaku; whether you like it or not Sasuke is your father." She said and he interrupted her.

"I believe being a father is more than sharing a bloodline, so no, that man is not my father, Sakura-san." He was standing but she pulled him down and made him sit again.

"Listen here!" she chastised. "He didn't know of you. His problem is with me not with you, Sasuke's dream was to revive his clan and when he learns he has two kids I bet he'll be the happiest man in the world. Mikoto is right, I'm just afraid of what he'll do when he meets you, but I know he won't ever hurt you." She said not understanding why her son was so upset.

"He might not hurt me or Mikoto, but surely he'll find a way to hurt you, that's the only thing he's ever done." He said roughly and Sakura grabbed his shoulders preventing him from leaving.

"I don't want you thinking bad about him Fugaku… I'll be mad if you do; make it easier for me and be reasonable about this; he is your father and you cannot hate him for what he did in the past, you weren't even here then!" she was desperate.

"I am here now, I'll hate him as long as you're hurting for him!" he said and tried to leave again but this time she clutched him tightly to her chest.

Fugaku let her because he wasn't willing to change his mind; he closed his eyes tightly as he hugged back his mother, letting her fingers run down his long locks.

It was something about her chakra and soul; but it felt… soothing.

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So? Tomorrow she'll heal his eyes... Did you enjoy? review please!