Hm. . . must continue to write! I WILL finish this story! XO Dialogue-
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One Morning:
Suzue groaned as her eyes slowly fluttered open, a bright light blinding her. Her vision was cloudy as her eyes laboriously scanned across her new surroundings. All sounds were muted, the world like a silent dream. She rolled her head to the side and squinted out the window. A window. Daylight. Where am I, she thought. Birds flittered about outside in dumbness on the pine tree, vanishing beyond the window frame. Slowly her world began to take focus and a soft murmur of voices could be heard. They grew louder, but were not nearby. Suzue tried to call out but her voice was a mere rasp. She swallowed. Her throat was dry and sore. This is very familiar, she thought to herself. Frighteningly familiar. Suzue tried to sit up as the feeling to her body returned. Her muscles were stiff and any movement was difficult.
"Hey! She's waking up!"
"Wha-?" The voices grew louder.
"Suzue! Just lay back."
The voices were familiar too. She looked down the bed at her feet, then up at two worried faces. A boy with blonde hair and a girl with green eyes. Suzue gathered up her strength and pushed herself up into a sitting position, leaning her back on a couple large, white pillows. There was a glass of water beside a pitcher and a large vase full of beautiful blooming flowers on a side table. She picked up the glass shakily and drank the soothing water.
"Naruto? Sakura? Where am I?" Suzue asked. Her thoughts collected and her memory of passing out was restored. She answered her own question before the other two could. "The hospital. I feinted."
"Suzue-sensei. You shouldn't overdo yourself like that. You just woke up and already you're trying to get up by yourself," scolded Sakura. They had moved around to a couple of chairs beside the bed. "You've been asleep for quite awhile."
"How long. . .?" Suzue asked.
"Three nights!" answered Naruto, holding up three fingers. "We had to pay for the ramen ourselves because you passed out before paying!"
"Naruto! Don't bring up something like that at a time like this!" Sakura said while jabbing a finger at him.
Suzue chuckled. "I never said I would pay for you anyway, Naruto. Gomenasai, Sakura-chan. I owe you still and I will pay you back as soon as I can."
Sakura shook her head. "Don't worry about it. Um. . . the doctor told us that you are very ill. What did he mean by that? Why did you pass out?"
"Where's Kakashi?" asked Suzue bluntly.
"Oh!" Sakura was taken by surprise by the sudden question. "He was called out on a mission and should be back later today. He was with you for a lot of the time you were asleep and brought flowers."
Naruto asked again. "Why did you pass out? Do you know? Are you sick?"
The jounen sighed deeply, her facial features falling into a hurt expression. "Promise not to tell anyone what I'm about to tell you two, especially Kakashi. Do you understand?"
They nodded, swallowing. What must be kept so secret that she doesn't even want Kakashi to know?
"I am sick, Naruto. Very sick and I'm not going to get better. A few years ago I was poisoned and though I. . . survived. . . I was never purged of this poison. I have been treated to slow the effects considerably but that won't stop the inevitable. I am going to die soon and that soon is in a few short weeks." Suzue closed her eyes and felt all the bottled emotions and thoughts come surging up to engulf her. To return from death only to die once more and leave those left behind with only the grief of another funeral. Her defenses broke down and not even the years of shinobi training could stop the tears from streaming from her eyes. Suzue did not cry because she did not want to die. The tears sprouted from the anger and hatred towards herself for causing pain to the ones she loves. I should never have returned, she thought.
Just outside the door stood a young genin who had been listening turned on his heel and walked away from the room.
Later that Evening:
Kakashi strode along the street with his hands in his pockets on his way to the hospital to visit a certain someone. The sun had almost finished setting, casting the sky in pinky hues with wisps of violet and green tinged clouds while a dark wash of deep blue spread from the other horizon. His mind was slowly unraveling the thoughts of his mission and slipping into the subject of the well being of his love. Things were definitely brighter with her back in his life, even after hearing about her weakened state and standing with her as she renounced her job as a jounen to the Hokage. As he was walking Kakashi noticed Sasuke heading towards him.
"Hello, Sasuke." greeted Kakashi, holding up a hand. "Where are you headed?"
Sasuke stopped in front of his teacher. "I came to find you." He wouldn't look Kakashi in the eye.
"Something wrong?" asked the older ninja.
"There's something you should know. . . about Suzue," said Sasuke. He had never promised anything.
Later on:
Kakashi showed up at the hospital and was welcomed by a tackling hug from and up and about Suzue. She was feeling up to spirits again and was only waiting at the hospital for Kakashi to arrive. They gave each other an appreciative kiss and left the building to walk home together. It was well into the night and the streets were dark and empty.
"Suzue. Uh. . ." started Kakashi. He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck.
"Yes, Kakashi-kun?" said Suzue, looking up at him. Her deep obsidian eyes peered into Kakashi's piercing his soul. He studied her features, body, curves and the way her long raven hair fell around her. She was smiling a crooked smile. This was the woman he loved and would always love.
"Er, do you want to maybe. . . come over to my place?" he asked. Though his face was covered with his mask, Suzue could tell he was blushing.
"Lead the way, my scarecrow."
One Morning:
Suzue groaned as her eyes slowly fluttered open, a bright light blinding her. Her vision was cloudy as her eyes laboriously scanned across her new surroundings. All sounds were muted, the world like a silent dream. She rolled her head to the side and squinted out the window. A window. Daylight. Where am I, she thought. Birds flittered about outside in dumbness on the pine tree, vanishing beyond the window frame. Slowly her world began to take focus and a soft murmur of voices could be heard. They grew louder, but were not nearby. Suzue tried to call out but her voice was a mere rasp. She swallowed. Her throat was dry and sore. This is very familiar, she thought to herself. Frighteningly familiar. Suzue tried to sit up as the feeling to her body returned. Her muscles were stiff and any movement was difficult.
"Hey! She's waking up!"
"Wha-?" The voices grew louder.
"Suzue! Just lay back."
The voices were familiar too. She looked down the bed at her feet, then up at two worried faces. A boy with blonde hair and a girl with green eyes. Suzue gathered up her strength and pushed herself up into a sitting position, leaning her back on a couple large, white pillows. There was a glass of water beside a pitcher and a large vase full of beautiful blooming flowers on a side table. She picked up the glass shakily and drank the soothing water.
"Naruto? Sakura? Where am I?" Suzue asked. Her thoughts collected and her memory of passing out was restored. She answered her own question before the other two could. "The hospital. I feinted."
"Suzue-sensei. You shouldn't overdo yourself like that. You just woke up and already you're trying to get up by yourself," scolded Sakura. They had moved around to a couple of chairs beside the bed. "You've been asleep for quite awhile."
"How long. . .?" Suzue asked.
"Three nights!" answered Naruto, holding up three fingers. "We had to pay for the ramen ourselves because you passed out before paying!"
"Naruto! Don't bring up something like that at a time like this!" Sakura said while jabbing a finger at him.
Suzue chuckled. "I never said I would pay for you anyway, Naruto. Gomenasai, Sakura-chan. I owe you still and I will pay you back as soon as I can."
Sakura shook her head. "Don't worry about it. Um. . . the doctor told us that you are very ill. What did he mean by that? Why did you pass out?"
"Where's Kakashi?" asked Suzue bluntly.
"Oh!" Sakura was taken by surprise by the sudden question. "He was called out on a mission and should be back later today. He was with you for a lot of the time you were asleep and brought flowers."
Naruto asked again. "Why did you pass out? Do you know? Are you sick?"
The jounen sighed deeply, her facial features falling into a hurt expression. "Promise not to tell anyone what I'm about to tell you two, especially Kakashi. Do you understand?"
They nodded, swallowing. What must be kept so secret that she doesn't even want Kakashi to know?
"I am sick, Naruto. Very sick and I'm not going to get better. A few years ago I was poisoned and though I. . . survived. . . I was never purged of this poison. I have been treated to slow the effects considerably but that won't stop the inevitable. I am going to die soon and that soon is in a few short weeks." Suzue closed her eyes and felt all the bottled emotions and thoughts come surging up to engulf her. To return from death only to die once more and leave those left behind with only the grief of another funeral. Her defenses broke down and not even the years of shinobi training could stop the tears from streaming from her eyes. Suzue did not cry because she did not want to die. The tears sprouted from the anger and hatred towards herself for causing pain to the ones she loves. I should never have returned, she thought.
Just outside the door stood a young genin who had been listening turned on his heel and walked away from the room.
Later that Evening:
Kakashi strode along the street with his hands in his pockets on his way to the hospital to visit a certain someone. The sun had almost finished setting, casting the sky in pinky hues with wisps of violet and green tinged clouds while a dark wash of deep blue spread from the other horizon. His mind was slowly unraveling the thoughts of his mission and slipping into the subject of the well being of his love. Things were definitely brighter with her back in his life, even after hearing about her weakened state and standing with her as she renounced her job as a jounen to the Hokage. As he was walking Kakashi noticed Sasuke heading towards him.
"Hello, Sasuke." greeted Kakashi, holding up a hand. "Where are you headed?"
Sasuke stopped in front of his teacher. "I came to find you." He wouldn't look Kakashi in the eye.
"Something wrong?" asked the older ninja.
"There's something you should know. . . about Suzue," said Sasuke. He had never promised anything.
Later on:
Kakashi showed up at the hospital and was welcomed by a tackling hug from and up and about Suzue. She was feeling up to spirits again and was only waiting at the hospital for Kakashi to arrive. They gave each other an appreciative kiss and left the building to walk home together. It was well into the night and the streets were dark and empty.
"Suzue. Uh. . ." started Kakashi. He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck.
"Yes, Kakashi-kun?" said Suzue, looking up at him. Her deep obsidian eyes peered into Kakashi's piercing his soul. He studied her features, body, curves and the way her long raven hair fell around her. She was smiling a crooked smile. This was the woman he loved and would always love.
"Er, do you want to maybe. . . come over to my place?" he asked. Though his face was covered with his mask, Suzue could tell he was blushing.
"Lead the way, my scarecrow."