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The dream didn't matter, in fact she could hardly remember it. It was just another soft, faint dream that she had more times she could count-certainly not recently. Whatever the dream was didn't matter, what mattered, what stuck, was the warm feeling around her. It was a familiar feeling from a long time ago, and it was almost painful to feel it again after silently aching for it since she lost it.
'Warm.' It's not a close enough word to describe it. It was safe, it was comforting, it was pure, it was burning, it was everything she could ever want or need. And it was all because of who it was. It was everything because it was him.
It was the thought that it was his touch that made it burn all over. It was the thought that it was his voice that made her feel safer than in any other place. It was the thought that it was his arms that made her fall into them with ease. It was the thought that it was his hands in her hair that made her want to hold onto him back. It was the thought that it was him that made her never want to leave.
She knew what she wants, all she's ever wanted, and it's right here, in this perfect moment of sleep. And it made her never want to wake up.
However, life has never been kind enough.
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Haruka's eyes fluttered open with a heaviness that made her want to close them back up again. The sun creeped into her room, and she wanted to shut it out as it stung her tired eyes. Her lips pressed together tightly as she threw the covers over her head… After awhile it became too hard to breathe under the covers, so she shoved it off, and forced her eyes to adjust to the light.
She drew in a small breath and let out a sigh. She propped herself up to sit up straight, and she held her spinning heading in her hand.
…Haruka let her thoughts drift in and out as she leaned back into the bed frame. She remembered that she hadn't slept in a while, and… and...
In almost an instant she shot up-away from the bed frame-and stared wide eyed at the wall without actually seeing it. Her face darkened into a deep shade of red out of embarrassment and shame, and her hands quickly grasped on the sheets from the impact of the memory.
She quickly looked down at her hands-as they slightly trembled-and she began recalling the night before more clearly. The warmth, the safety, the touch, and the way it made her dizzy and drunk. But the thing she remembered most, was simply the fact that she let it all happen. That's what stung most, that she let it happen. The tiredness made her weak and desperate, and the dreams made her feel unsafe and violated, but how could she just let what she's been working to stop for so many years just happen?
Her knees rose up to her face, and she buried her face as she wrapped her arms around her knees. She tried to think, tried to understand what had happened. She didn't want to think about how it made her feel, but she tried to understand why it happened. Why he had the need to just walk in and do as he pleased.
The more she tried to understand the more her mind fuzzed with confusion.
"I'm your brother, of course it's my business."
'That's what you said, so why did you…?' Haruka felt her hand slightly curl into her hair as she felt a heachache form… 'Why couldn't you just leave me be?' She thought this, but she couldn't stop the growing appreciation in her chest as she became more and more aware that if it weren't for him she would have lost another night of sleep and be sweating from her fear inducing nightmares…
BZZZZZZ
Haruka jumped at the sound of her phone vibrating. She let her knees fall back down, and she looked over to her bedside dresser. Wondering what it was, she picked up her phone, and unlocked it. She saw it was the middle of the afternoon, and that she had fifteen messages.
She had get well texts from Neji, Shikamaru and Kida. A "How are you?" from Sasuke and Hinata. And the other ten were from Naruto and Lee... Haruka gave a weak smile at the worried messages, and quickly replied with "Thanks", "Fine, I actually slept", and "You're worrying too much."
She closed her phone, and threw her legs over the edge of her bed. Then, she realized she hadn't showered yesterday-since she was quickly brought back and forced to sleep. So, she grabbed a pair of jeans, a purple long sleeve-it was getting colder-and her lingerie.
As she opened her door, she hesitantly looked down the halls, and-when she saw it was clear-she quickly went over to the bathroom. Once she was there she just quickly threw off her clothes and turn on the water. She wasn't relaxed until she was under the warm running water, and she took a deep breath.
She ran her fingers through her wet hair, and she let her thoughts get fogged by the steam.
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"Sasuke-kun?"
Said person flinched at the sound of his name, and closed the phone he'd been staring at as he turned to face his worried childhood friend. "Yeah?"
"Please don't stress yourself too much, I'm sure Haru-chan will be ok." Hinata said that, but Sasuke knew she was just as worried as he was. But, she was also worried about him, and that thought made his heart thump in a very painful way.
He decided to just stuff his phone into his pocket. She'll respond when she responds. "If that idiot doesn't start getting better I'll knock her out myself." He did worry about her sure, but he was still mad at her for not telling him about the nightmares she's been having. They've always told each other these sorts of things, so the fact that she kept this just bugged him. Afterall, not knowing there's a problem makes it impossible to actually help.
Hinata just gave him one of her small smiles. After knowing him for as long as she has, it seems as though she grew used to his occasionally rude comments. "I hope she gets better to." She said quietly. She also could always say what he wished he could say.
Sasuke just sighed and looked down at his worksheet. He'd used the excuse that he had work to do, and that's why they had to go to the classroom for lunch. He just couldn't stand to be alone with her up on their usual spot on the roof. At least in the classroom there were usually a couple of people chatting away.
Hinata ate her food calmly, and Sasuke just went to work-taking his time. When it was just the two of them there wasn't usually as much talking as when Haru was there, but there was never any problem with the silence. Hinata said the silence just helps her relax, and it didn't make Sasuke pressured to say anything. It was just peaceful… Or at least it would be if he wasn't so aware to how close she was to him.
The desk Hinata was sitting in was turned around to face his, and he could faintly feel her feet touch his whenever she readjusted herself. When he glanced up he could see her long hair fallen perfectly at her shoulders, and her lovely pale eyes that he would usually find looking through her phone-most likely reading the books she downloaded. What would really make his chest tighten on itself was whenever he was her soft pale lips open to take in some of her bento meal. He didn't even want to think about when his eyes would land just below her face-they weren't kids anymore…
"OI SASUKE!" Once again Sasuke found himself flinching at the sound of his name, and-to his annoyance-he saw Naruto was the one that slammed open the door and catch the attention of everyone in the room. Without giving anyone the chance to react to the sudden appearance to the school famous knuckle head, the blonde immediately raced over to Sasuke-loudly banging on the table that Sasuke's work rested. "IS IT TRUE HARU-CHAN GOT HIT BY A CAR?!"
As Sasuke stared at Naruto, he could only think, 'Idiot.' "Haru didn't get hit by a car." He decided next time something happens, he'll tell the blonde ahead of time to avoid him listening to any outlandish gossips.
Sasuke's words, however, did not seem to get to him. "EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING THAT SHE WAS GETTING DEPRESSED OVER A TERRIBLE BREAK UP, AND DECIDED TO JUMP INTO MOVING TRAFFIC! IS IT TRUE THEY FOUND A KIDNEY THAT'S A MATCH!"
At this point, Sasuke had given up on school population if this is really what they did on their free time.
Getting ready to snap at the idiot for listening and believing what others were saying, he was cut off.
"N-Naruto-kun." Sasuke felt his heart plummet, and he watched as Naruto finally calmed down at the sound of the quiet voice. "H-Haru-chan didn't get hit, she's just been having trouble sleeping. She almost got hit, but she's fine."
Sasuke was baffled at how Hinata actually spoke to him that smoothly. There wasn't nearly as much stuttering as before, and she was actually keeping eye contact-more or less.
At that Naruto now turned his full attention to the black haired girl. "Are you sure?!"
Hinata gave him a small nod. "Y-Yes. I saw her this morning sleeping in bed. She's fine."
...When she had told Sasuke before, he could tell she was unsure about it, but, talking to Naruto now, she looked like she really believed it.
For once in his stupid life, Naruto was actually quiet, and looked to be thinking over what Hinata said. Finally, he looked back at her still a little unsure. "What about the break up thing? Did that really happen?"
"N-No! Haru-chan hasn't dated anyone since Neji-nii."
"You're sure?"
"Y-Yes."
Once again, Naruto seemed to be really thinking about it until he had that stupid wide grin on his face. "Well that's a relief! I really thought something bad happen!"
Hinata slightly shook her head. "She'll be fine."
"Thanks Hinata, I was really losing my head there."
At that Hinata began blushing, and she looked down to her bento with a smile… "N-No problem."
"Wait, is that your lunch Hinata?"
Hinata looked up at him slightly taken back. "Y-Yes."
"Wow, did you make it yourself?!"
She smiled shyly, but proudly at the mention. "Y-Yes. W-Would you like some?"
"Would I!" At that Naruto grabbed her chopsticks-making her blush even deeper-to take in a bite at her homemade meal. "Wow, this is delicious!"
"Th-Thank you."
"Hey, can I try some of that too?"
"Y-You can have the rest, I-I'm not really that h-hungry."
"Really?! You're the best Hinata-!"
They both stopped and looked at Sasuke as he loudly pulled out his seat from his desk. They both looked at him with shock and question in their eyes, but he refused to look at either of them as he stood up. He only mumbled a quiet "I'm going to the bathroom" before striding out of the classroom-feeling everyone's eyes burning into his back.
Once he was in the hall he just walked and walked. He ignored everyone, and didn't really think about where he was going. He just wanted to leave. No matter how you looked at it the two were looking lovey-dovey. Even if neither of them saw it, they were acting like a pair of newlyweds, and it made him sick. It made him want to throw up. Throw up his lunch, his stomach, his heart, he just wanted everything out of his body until he felt nothing…
He stopped where he was until he was in a completely empty hallway. There wasn't any sound other than his light panting. He fell against a wall, and just let himself lean against it. Then, he just slid down until he was sitting on the floor. Alone.
...Sasuke loved her. He really did. So much… He knew she would never love him back, so he gave up on that dream a long time ago, but he at least wished that these feelings would go away along with his hope… He just didn't want to be in love anymore. What was the point to wanting her so badly, if there was no chance at all? Was the world really that cruel?
...Then, he thought about Haru. His sister… He remembered when she told him about how she felt… When he closed his eyes he could still see her, eight years old. They were on his bed, and it was the middle of the night. She was crying. He couldn't remember for the life of him how they had started talking about their loves… But he could still hear her as she said. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry… I love Nii-chan…" She said it like if she were the worst person in the world.
...He thought about it, and he remembered how at first he had thought it was disgusting. It was wrong. He thought that there was actually something wrong with her… Then, he remembered he knew what it felt like. He could never imagine how it was for her, but he could relate to how it felt to be in love with the wrong person… Once he thought about it, that's when he could only think to hug her, tell her about Hinata, and then they just both cried…
Were him and Haru both just meant to stay stuck in unrequited love? …
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Sasuke got up to his feet, and he walked toward the window… He looked out of it, not looking at anything particularly… He thought about how he felt about Hinata. He thought about how he felt about the whole situation in general… He thought about how Haru only had it worse…
… Sasuke decided to do something he'd never done… He pressed his forehead against the cold glass, and he closed his eyes… To nothing in particular, he prayed…
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'Don't let my sister end up with nothing.'