"Sasuke, Look at what you have done! Sakura has collapsed because of you!" Mikoto exclaimed looking at her son. Moments after Sakura's 'situation' in Gaara's room, Mikoto was notified. Said lady rushed into the room worried.
"It's not like she's dying. And how is it my fault?" Sasuke said standing on the other side of the bed along with Gaara- another sick person, who seems to have been forgotten about. "You should blame this guy" he said pointed at Gaara. "She probably caught it by spending too much time with him..." he trailed off earning a glare from said person.
"Of course it is your fault! Had you stayed behind and helped her get home yesterday none of this would have happened." By 'this' he knew she was referring to Gaara as well.
"So what do you want me to do? Nurse her?" He said sarcasm dripping with every word.
"Actually that's a great idea!" Mikoto beamed at her son's 'suggestion'—completely ignoring the sarcasm intended. "I'll ask the maids to leave her to you. Thanks Sasuke! You have grown up well even without me around..." she continued exiting the room. 'leave it to mothers to exaggerate.'
"Wa-wait mom..!" Sasuke yelled after his mother. Trying to start an argument he'd obviously lose.
"Good luck with that..." Gaara called after Sasuke who sent a glare his way before following his mother out. 'Who is going to take this thing out of my room...' he couldn't help but wonder eyeing Sakura, who now peacefully lay on his bed.
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"Argh! I can't believe I am doing this" Sasuke thought loudly as he disgustedly looked at the towel in his hand. If the guys were to see this they'll probably die laughing before making fun of him for the rest of his life.
After a long argument with his mother, in which he obviously lost, he was now left to look after a very sick Sakura—as stated by the doctor- until she was okay. They also moved her into his room for obvious reasons.
At least she wasn't talking or running away from him or with anyone else (yes, it still bothered him) he thought trying to be as positive as he could. Umm...So, what do people normally do for sick people? How was he supposed to know that? He rarely ever -if not never-caught a cold and actually taking care of a sick person is completely out of question... what was he supposed to do...?
'Should I just call Naruto over and make him do all the work? Wait... does he even know that Sakura lives here... should I ask him? That's stupid! What if he doesn't know and that idiot would probably start rumors...Let's just rely on Google for this.' he thought (a lot! Just because he doesn't talk much, it doesn't mean that he can't think!) and finally settled on the couch and began typing. 'Ok, let's see. Porridge... lots of other liquid... medicines on time... love and affection...? Seriously?!' he yelled in his head as he threw his phone aside. 'What are they? crazy?' he was obviously starting to lose his mind... only 2 minutes into the room.
"Sa-Sasuke...?" he heard the other occupant in the room speak out. She was finally awake. "What are you doing here?" she asked as she sat down.
"This IS my room. And you are sick" He stated the obvious, getting up from the couch and moving to her bed." I was asked to nurse you."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Sakura broke into fits of laughter. "Nu-Nurse, you? You are going to nurse me?!" he didn't know what was so funny about it, but here she was laughing her head off.
"Are you sure you aren't feeling well...?" he asked annoyed. 'The nerve of this woman...!'
"Hahaha.. M-me? I guess I am good now... Gosh! My cheeks hurt. Didn't know you could be this funny" she said wiping the tears of her eyes.
"Shut it..." he reached out placing a hand on her forehead. Sakura moved back slightly, startled at his sudden advancement.
"Wh-what are you doing?" She asked the guy.
He looked at her briefly before sighing and moving back to his original position. "Checking your temperature obviously..."
"Ummm... Okay" well, he did say that he was going to be nursing her. Just the thought of it made her want to start laughing all over again. 'Uchiha Sasuke- nursing the sick... that could actually make it to the news!'
"If you need anything...ask" he said- more like ordered- heading back to the couch. Somehow, he felt like he just said something he would be regretting... Greatly!
Sakura was a little taken aback by what he had said. Sasuke was being kind for once... Just then a thought hit her. "Sasuke..." When he looked at her "I am hungry..." She continued. If he was going to be kind, might as well use it to her advantage.
He looked at her like she was crazy. But, soon realized that he was supposed to be nursing her. "I'll arrange something..." he said standing up from his place, begrudgingly, and walking out. As soon as she's back in health, he was going to order her around so much, she'll NEVER fall ill again!
'Life's great...!' Sakura thought from her position on the bed. 'What else should I ask him...?'
The next three hours went something like this...
"Sasuke... Water"
"Sasuke...Tissues"
"Sasuke, my head hurts... Massage!"
"Sa-su-ke...!"
"Would you just shut up!" He finally yelled sitting -more like collapsing- on the bed beside her.
"Why...?" She asked feigning ignorance. She could be really evil when she wanted it.
"Stop it! Don't look at me with those eyes..." He said throwing a towel at her. Those incredibly large, bright emaral- Stop! What was he thinking?! 'Stupid brain...'
"What face?" she asked as innocently as she could.
"Don't act innocent, Haruno" he started. "You know what I am talking about."
"No I don't... And just so you know, I'm not acting innocent, I really am!" She shot back. Was he questioning her innocence now? Her first kiss -stolen from her by you-know-who- was when she was seventeen!
"Really...?" He said coming a little closer. Too close to her liking.
"Ye-yeah..." Did she just dig her own grave?
"I see..." He was getting dangerously close as Sakura backed away as far as she possibly could.
"Sa-Sasuke..." She absolutely despised where this was going. She could no longer move further with her back against the bed post. He was only an inch away, she could feel his perfume from where she was...her heart was beating like crazy 'Too close! Too close!'. At this rate, she might have a heart failure.
Everything went by very slowly after that—painfully slow. He was so close to her that her brain kept giving her the warning signal. She closed her eyes and did the most meaningful thing to do...
BAM!
"Ouch...!" Punching him across the face- obviously, this is Sakura after all (What were you expecting?). "What was that for?!"
"Yo-you were getting too close!" She yelled in response. Her face was a fifty shades of red.
"I was about to take this..." He said shoving the towel -he was holding- on her face. "What innocence were you talking about? Your face is all red... What were you thinking of anyway?"
"You could've just asked! And I am not red!" She yelled covering her face. "Go away!"
"What? Don't want my help anymore?" He asked -smirking, might I add- earning a glare from the girl. Sakura then laid down on the bed and covered her face with the blanket.
"I don't need anything from you!"
Sasuke went back to the couch- satisfied- only to be called again moments later...
"Sasuke..."
"Hn"
"Where will you be sleeping...?"
That thought had never occured to him!
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A week later, Sakura was back to being healthy again. And she could finally go back to doing her chores. It would have been earlier. But, Mikoto insisted that she rested properly lest she may collapse a second time. She was completely unaware of Mikoto's ulterior motives.
Although she was feeling great, someone else wasn't. "Here you go" she said handing over a cup of tea to Sasuke. Who was bedridden because of a bad back. He had to sleep on the couch for an entire week!
Sakura exited Sasuke's room when a maid rushed over to her. "Sakura!" She called out her name. "Uchiha-sama's friends are here!" She continued excitedly (Three hot men just walked into the mansion, why would she not be excited?)
"I see...Wait! what?!"
Why do crap always happen to her? What on earth was she going to do now?!