Thanks for all of your reviews!! O.o well then….I guess not ALL the questions were answered like I promised but some were right? Then again more questions have been added. Ahh….life sucks….Review! Flamers Welcome
Disclaimer: Sasuke liked to draw certain parts of a male body all over his folders….that's the true reason he was always quiet.
Sakura laid the cool cloth against Ronin's forehead, a gesture more of habit than of actual use. She had only seen a seizure once, a little boy on the outskirts of Konoha had a fit before her eyes. Tsunade had been there, thankfully to calm the hysterical parents and heal the boy. Not cure him; Sakura knew there was no cure for it, just procedures. Sighing, Sakura tucked the blanket tightly around Ronin's body and left the room to find the kitchens. Ronin would need water when he woke. She wandered through the endless corridors, her mind buzzing with thoughts and worries. Sakura looked up and was surprised to find that she was standing in front of a strange black door. Looking around, she laid her hand against the door and concentrated her chakra. Satisfied that no one was in the room, she turned the knob surprised to find it unlocked. Pushing the door open, she walked into the dark, barely feeling the cold that brushed her skin like a lovers touch.
They hadn't stopped to rest until nightfall again. Naruto, face lined with pain, let out an explosive sigh as he sat down, propping his leg up on a nearby rock.
"Does your leg hurt?" Gaara crouched down next to Naruto who gave a weak nod.
"Yeah, but not as much as my head. Wasn't that disgusting stuff you shoved down my throat-"at this Naruto glared at Gaara, "supposed to heal me?"
"I think it was supposed to make you better….but not heal you completely. Besides he told you to rest and you go hopping off and getting arrested." Naruto's face darkened at this comment and Gaara wished dearly that he could take it back.
"Have they said anything to you yet?" Gaara asked quietly, glancing over at the two ninja who were engaged in a deep conversation.
"Not yet, but I'll be damned if I just sit around taking a punishment by that old woman without a valid reason. Leaving the village is just a bunch of-"
"Naruto." Both men looked up as the wind carried Kakashi's and Shikamaru's conversation toward them.
"He's in bad shape, maybe we should get a late start tomorrow, let them both rest a bit." Kakashi was saying.
"Tsunade would have a fit…but I guess you're right, ugh this is so troublesome." Gaara watched as Shikamaru laid his head in his hands. "I really wish we could tell them."
"Tsunade ordered us to get them back and no amount of persuading would have worked." Kakashi stated.
"I guess your right. But…when we get there is she planning on telling them the news?"
"That is for Tsunade to decide. I just hope to god that I'm out of the way if she does."
Gaara looked at Naruto whose brows were raised in question. Catching his glance, they stared at one another, the howling wind drowning out the rest of the conversation.
Sakura stood in the room, shocked. She should have known before hand, should have realized that there was something wrong with this place. The walls and silk bed sheets were black, along with most things inhabiting the room. Despite the fact that there was a large window in the room, there was a sufficient lack of light. The air seemed stale and tense, cold. Sakura shivered abruptly, goosebumps rising on her arms. Someone was behind her.
"Sakura." The voice was dark with a dangerous edge.
"My sweet Sakura." It was husky, deeper but still so familiar.
She turned and darkness engulfed her.
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