CHAPTER THIRTEEN:THEY'LL FADE AWAY....
The day in the hospital passed with nothing to do. No one came to visit her except Lee. Kakashi was on a mission and Shikamaru wasn't feeling like leaving his house.
Hinata had also come but only for a few minutes. She was in the hospital to visit Naruto. Hinata told Sakura that Naruto was getting sick again. They had to give him IV. They were giving him injections three times a day now instead to medicines. Tablets weren't working on him. He hated needles and now Naruto wouldn't be allowed to leave the bed for a few days. He was taking too much tension and was pressurizing his mind. Hinato really seemed worry about him.
So now Naruto was not getting better rather his condition was dropping slowly. IV? That was really painful. Sakura couldn't imagine needles in his arm. It hurt.
The next day, she was allowed to leave the hospital. She was as good as new.
Sakura wanted to visit Naruto but she knew that would make his condition even worse. So, she let the idea of meeting Naruto drop and went straight home. She didn't want to run into Shikamaru.
The day went by without much activity.
She was reading a book because she had noting to do. She looked at the clock. It was almost mid-night and she wasn't feeling sleepy yet. The empty house was giving her creeps again. This was a major problem with her, she couldn't stand being alone when she had something on her mind.
Maybe I should go grab a drink. Its not like someone would be waiting for me to return home, She thought and got up. The memory of the worst night wasn't anywhere near her. She would have given up on the idea of grabbing a drink if she remembered that Kakashi wasn't in the village at the moment but she was getting a good feeling about tonight.
One night with nothing to do except fun would never hurt anyone. A dance with someone new could really be a start of a friendship and she needed someone's shoulder and protection at the moment. At the time all her mind needed was a little friendship or maybe there could be someone out there for me, she thought hopefully. Maybe she would find someone she already knew or was looking for. Her destiny.
She searched through her closet and grabbed the black thigh length gown. She took a small shower and blow dried her hot pink hair. She applied a little eye makeup, just for the good effect. Then a little lipstick and lip gloss. She looked at herself into the full length mirror. She was looking stunning. She flashed her image glowing smile.
Her black backless dress matched with her black and red purse. She was wearing high heels after a very long time. She was going to drink for the first time too so she really didn't care. She was eighteen and was an official adult. There was no one to stop her.
Sakura brushed her hair and gave her reflection one last look in the mirror. She grabbed the over coat and locked the door behind her. The 'Star-trend Dancing Club' wasn't that far from her house. With a confident smile she started walking towards it.
This was stupid. Wasting all of his time like this. He couldn't stand the plain walls anymore. He wanted to relax, wanted to get away from all of this pain. Sakura's pain.
If only Naruto had been there to save her, Sakura wouldn't come to the village so beaten up.
He looked at the IV hanging beside him by the support. He wanted to get away from this room just for the night. He had to forget about all the pain.
A drink? He mind gave him an option. He didn't know where that had come from. He hadn't thought about drinking before. Maybe getting away from all the tension would make him recover fast. He had to try though. He could do anything to stay away from this room. Why wasn't he recovering yet?
A whiskey? Beer? Was he out of his mind?
He looked at IV again, considering his options. He knew how to stop the fluid. All he had to do was turn the little blue knob turner that controlled the speed of the fluid entering his body. But was he going to walk around with the IV in hand? People would stare.
He looked at the canola on his hand into which the end of the tube was inserted.
Should I pull out the end of the tube or the whole needle? He considered the options. He had to take risks if he wanted to get away from this plain room. If he needed fresh air.
He sat up and started rotating the turner with his thumb. Rotating it on the right side made the liquid run faster and he could almost feel the fluid running in his veins. He turned it slowly towards the left side. The speed of the fluid entering his body slowed down. When he was sure that rotating it on the left side would stop the liquid, he turned it all the way to the end. The liquid stopped entering the long tube or his body.
He smiled in victory and looked at the canola (type of a shunt, on the skin where the needle is inserted.) All he now had to do was pull that tube out. He would have to be careful to not to break the needle inside his body or the result would be fatal.
He clenched his hand into a fist and bit his lower lip. Just a little pull could do it. He grabbed the end of the tube and gave it a little jerk. It didn't budge but there was suddenly pain in his arm, stabbing, stinging pain where the needle was inserted.
He took a deep breath and gave it another pull. This time with a little more force.
He had to bite his lower lip harder from screaming but the result was worth it. The tube came out.
He sighed and stood up. He felt the warm blood creep out from the end of the canola and from the newly created bruise on his lip. He cleaned the blood with the shirt that he was wearing.
His energy had been wasted, he had to hurry. He took out the first clean clothes that he laid his hands on.
Black sleeveless shirt showing his muscles with comfortable trousers.
He looked down the window and jumped landing perfectly on the ground without a noise. Again with a self satisfied smile, he started walking ignoring the pain in his arm or the warm liquid escaping from under the tape making it moist and absorbing its stickiness.
Sakura looked around the dim lighted club. It seemed to be thickly populated. Teen about her age were dancing on the dance floor, some with partners and some alone. She couldn't spot anyone whom she knew.
A group of girls standing in the corner were laughing and pointing at a man who was standing a few feet away from them. She observed the man. He seemed quite handsome with lots of muscles. Maybe he would ask her for a dance. She shook her head. What was she thinking? She couldn't dance. She didn't know how to. She'd make a fool of herself.
She sighed and took off the overcoat. It was hot here and there was no need to wear the coat.
She looked around and found a counter with a few seats that were not occupied. She walked over to the counter and looked around for someone she might know.
The boy whom she had spotted looked nice and she was in mood of a little anecdote at the moment. She wanted to get away from her life, as far as possible.
Her eyes met the boy and she looked away. It wasn't good. She wasn't herself. She was in a wrong place and had to get out of here.
"Do you want to order?" she heard a girl's voice. She turned around and saw a young woman standing on the other side of the counter looking at her.
"Me?"
The girl nodded.
"Uh…" Sakura gulped uneasily and looked around.
"Are you waiting for someone?" The woman asked. "It's alright if you don't want to order."
"Thanks." Sakura said.
"No, that's okay." The friendly woman gave her a nod and walked towards the other customers.
Sakura sighed, wasn't she here to have a drink? What was keeping her from having one?
She was snapped out of her thoughts when someone cleared their throat and extended their hand towards her.
She looked up and saw the same boy who she was eyeing just a few minutes ago. She shook his hand.
"Hi. I'm Ichiki." The boy said and ran the free hand through his brown hair.
"Ee-what?" Sakura asked as she let go of his hand. His name was rather difficult and strange. She had never heard of him.
The boy gave a small chuckle before saying, "It's E-chi-Ke."
"Oh." She was being stupid. She hadn't even introduced herself. "I'm Sakura."
"Nice name." The boy commented and she blushed. Sakura heard the song changed just as the boy extended his hand again and said, "Would you like to dance?"
A/N: Okay so... how was it? Both Naruto and Sakura in the same club and all... nice na? No seriously.... What is wrong with you guys... Do you all hate me now? *Makes a face* Review people... I hate updating my stories and getting no reviews. Lol! =D