My Heart's Pulse

Part One - Scene Thirteen

Will we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?
Standing on the rooftops
Everybody scream your heart out!

Sasuke followed me into Naruto's bedroom, only to see his best friend gone. His eyebrows knitted together in a questioning glance.

"Where's the Dobe?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders before moving into the room and resting a hand on the bed, "I don't know." That seemed to be the only thing I could ever say anymore... And it made me angry. Why couldn't I have the answers like I used to? I meant to inwardly sigh, but it came out loud, causing Sasuke to ask me,

"What's wrong?"

I looked at him, sort of confused, but then I understood, "Oh, nothing. I just wonder where Naruto is..." When I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes, I saw that he had a skeptical look plastered on his face. I turned my attention back to the empty and stone-cold bed, where Naruto would be. Should be.

The empitness swallowed us, me and Sasuke. We didn't speak during breakfast or the beginning of lunch. The moments in between were also silent... And truthfully I was getting tired of feeling so alone, even when I was with him. I groaned aloud, making Sasuke look at me dead-on.

"What?" I asked him, my voice coming out more confident than what I really felt. And it actually sounded angry.

"Hn." Sasuke replied, shifting his black, shiny eyes away from me.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I hissed, getting sick of his stupid two-letter replies.

"Aa..."

"..." I decided not to say anything and take in a few deep breaths. He seemed to focus on me a little more closely now. I stared straight ahead, passed where Sasuke was sitting.

(A/n: Because the table can sit twelve people, so it has five chairs on each side and one chair on each end.)

"Where'd you come from?"

I looked at him with a questioning look upon my face, my emerald eyes gleaming with curiousity. "What do you mean? I came from my parents..."

He gave me a deadpanned look, "Not like that..."

"Well then what do you mean? 'Cause you aren't very specific."

"...I mean how does one person like yourself just appear out of nowhere one day? I mean Naruto practically found you wondering around like a hobo... No offense."

I gave him an emotionless look which only lasted for thirty seconds or so until I started, "Does it really m---"

"Matter? Yes, if you're going to live in here I need to know how someone like you just... suddenly shows up!"

"Will you stop saying "someone like you"? You're making it sound like I'm a bad person!" I spat, my eyes darkening.

"Well you could be!" He hollered back. Although I couldn't tell if we were just arguing to talk or really fighting, I'm guessing the first one because his eyes hadn't turned that bloody red yet. Opps! I lied, there they were, transforming from never-ending black into four shades of dark, unwelcoming red.

"So?" He said, faking calmness.

I raised an eyebrow and thought, What's he going to do? Stare me to death? Then I spoke aloud, "So... what?"

"Are you going to tell me?"

"I'd rather not."

"And why won't you?"

"Because talking about this with you is... It just feels weird."

"Hn."

"So, are we done here? I need to get back to my chores," I explained, rising from my seat and picking up my silverware, glass cup, and the white china plate. I watched him shrug and push his plate forward a few inches and stand. Then walk away.

Sighing I went over to pick up his plate, which still had half the food on it. "Hey! Sasuke, you didn't eat--" I tightened my grip on the plates and the glasses when I realized I was just wasting my breath on someone who wasn't even listening.

Two hours after lunch, Naruto still wasn't here and Sasuke seemed to be every place I wasn't. I was tending to the garden when I heard soft whispers and a sorrowful melody coming from behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw the fences... If it was behind me, it must be behind the fences too. As I got up, onto my feet, I brushed the dirt and dust off my knee-length skirt. Thank Kami that it was a light brown. I moved a few inches towards it, but then I stopped short and scanned over the area, making sure Sasuke wasn't near. Which he wasn't. I let out a deep and heavy -- also relieving -- sigh. I shifted closer to the fences. My hand twitched and tingled at my side. I lifted my hand and grasped the handle before pressing down on the lever and pushing away from me. I gasped when I saw what was behind the wooden fence. My eyes were wide with amazement, I felt it.

There's no way this can be Sasuke's backyard... Maybe his mother did this..? No, that can't be, it seems too well-kept. I thought. Maybe this was Naruto's part of the land? Nah, Sasuke was too defensive over this... Is it his? I couldn't help but laugh a loud when I thought of that, it was too funny to think of him doing this. My laughter abruptly stopped when the whispering continued and the melencholy tune kept playing. My eyes searched for anybody who could've been making those noises, but no one except me was there. But the voices didn't seem to stop when the music did, so that meant it was an imstrumental song.

Where'd you go?

Are you still there?

Talk to me, don't let them scare you.

Stop! You're killing...

Sakura...

Sakura, cherry blossom

Saki, Saki, Saki

Will you be waiting for me in the end?

No, you can't just...

Where do you stand?

Are you still with me?

Sakura. They're dead.

Air. Oxygen. Not-carbondioxide. I felt my body trembling, as if I were going through withdrawls. (A/n: Things people have when they're not getting their addictions. Drug-users and Alcoholics have them in rehab.) I forgot to breath while I listened to them speak; while I listened to them call out to me. I sucked in a large breath of air and stood there, breathing for the next ten minutes.

"Sakura?" The voice was so quiet and strained that I thought it was another whispering-voice thing.

"No! Get out of my head!" I screamed, holding my head with both hands. I nearly collasped, but as my legs held me, they shook violently. Then I felt a hand rest itself on my shoulder. I was about to yelp and call for help, but the hand had enough power to spin me around. It was...

"Sasuke? What were... Are you doing?" I asked, getting chills up my spine by the color of his eyes.

"No," He commented before finishing, "What are you doing?"

"I...I..." I had no idea what to say to him. He told me not to come in here, and wow-e! Look where we're standing. I hurried to find an explanation, "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I just heard voice and music..."

"You couldn't of, no one is allowed in here and no one comes in here," Sasuke answered, his eyes still the menacing color.

"But I did! And I am sorry! But I heard, what I heard."

"What was it you exactly heard?"

"People calling my name and pleading to someone..."

"Was there a woman's voice? An older lady's voice?"

"I believe so, but I'm not sure."

"How can you hear someone's voice and not tell?"

"Kami! Is this all you do when you talk to me? Make me angry and argue with you? Is this all you want from me?"

"Aa?"

"Just leave me alone! Please! I can't deal with this anymore."

"Hn. I can't."

Shock marred my face and spread over the pleading and hoping expression, "W-what do you mean you "can't?" "

"You live here, I mean."

"Ha! Of course! I should have known you wouldn't care about anyone like me..."

"Hn."

"People like me actually care for people, talk to people, and matter to me. But people like you are quite the opposite of that."

"Guys! Guys -- Oh wow! This place is beautiful!" Naruto's voice shouted. We turned and Sasuke's eyes went back to normal. "Oh... am I interuppting something?" Naruto wiggled his eyebrows.

"Shut up," Sasuke mumbled.

"No," I exclaimed, glancing at Sasuke and looking back at Naruto, "I was just leaving... I need to finish my chores."

"Hm? Oh okay.. bye Sakura-chan!" He called as I hurried away.

It was midnight and I was up, hopefully alone. And there I was, standing under a cherry blossom tree. There were branches reached my head, which were probably the lowest. And then, when I touched a small symbol carving that was on the tree, sorrowful music came, along with those voices from earlier.

"Come on," I glanced over my shoulder, at no one before I ended my statement, "I'm game." Then the evil in my was shining in my eyes. And it was so bright and horrorfying that it could scare the wicked witch of the West and out-shine the sun.

A/n: Wow, I wrote a lot today! Ha, three or four... maybe five hours on this chapter. Please review & thx for reading.

Moonlightbutterflye - Sorry for the confusion, hopefully it'll all just fold into the story. Thx for commenting.

XOXO, MyHauntedDestiny