(Sakura's pov)
I still didn't know about why Sasuke cut himself but I was deterring mined to find out. I didn't know what I was thinking the night before, kissing Sasuke. He didn't seem to mind that much but then he broke away. I then knew that he was broken inside but what about me. So was I. I had been going after Sasuke for years and now, not a Chunnin yet I nearly had him.I would kill myself just to be with him.
That night I crawled out of bed and out of my window. I ran on bare feet to Sasuke's house in nothing but a big tee shirt and shorts. I finally came to the Uchiha household. It was large yet bleak and sad looking. I should have been used to it but I wasn't
I knocked on the door and it swung open. I slowly walked inside, looking at the pictures on the walls care fully. There was one of Itachi and one of the whole families. There was a picture with Sasuke blowing fire out of his mouth. He looked rather young. I walked into the living room.
It had a TV, a chair and a table. What caught my eye was over on the table. Was a picture of our team when we first became genins. I was in the middle of my teammates and I was smiling really big. Naruto was also smiling but Sasuke had his normal un- emotional look on his face. I sighed and set down the picture.
I walked into the black room Sasuke had been in before. Sasuke was sleeping in a bed with blood stained sheets. I gasped and removed the covers. Sasuke's body was curled up in a strange position, blood seeping out of his sliced wrists. He wasn't breathing. On a piece of paper tacked to the wall said, 'I love you Sakura. I'm sorry I had to leave you but I did…' I collapsed onto the wooden floor unconscious.
I woke up the next day in a hospital bed. I got up and ran out the room. "Uchiha Sasuke, where is he?" I asked a nurse. "Room 103," she said. I ran to the assigned room and tried to open the doors. They were locked.
I looked through the window. Sasuke was lying in a bed with his arms bandaged up. He had an IV of blood hanging on a pole. The heart monitor was flat. Sasuke was dead. "He's dead!" I screamed to a nurse as she dragged me back to my room. In my room I collapsed into my bed, sobbing and allowed myself to fall unconscious.
I woke up in the night and went into Sasuke's room. I cried into his shirt and sighed. My love was dead. I knew I would never find out about it so I stabbed myself with a pen and let the poison ink seep into my veins. I collapsed on the floor in an eternal sleep.
I know the ending is sad but that's all I could think of. I make a sequel. Has anyone noticed that a lot of the Naruto characters look anorexic? I have. Heh. Bye.