I decided to make this since I have so many story ideas, yet there is absolutely NO WAY I can write that may unwritten stories… lol. Whether they be long, or short.
Okay, so yeah. Each chapter will be a different story idea that I've had.
Here's the first!
Story Number 1.
Title: Every Second Counts
Summary: …And just like every other day, Kakashi was late. However, this time, he wishes he hadn't been.
Author: CiiCiinREX.
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"STOP!"
Her screams echoed throughout the expanse of the hospital rooftop, her body jolting into the scene as her nimble legs lead her robotically. She felt the rush, the tears dribbling down her face, and the twisted satisfaction when she spotted horror on both of the boys' faces.
I've always been watching from the sidelines… but…
Pink hair flared as she dashed, its color much more vivid with the chidori coming to her side on the right, chirping angrily as electricity flared from the Uchiha prodigy's palm, and the rasengan swirling air like a typhoon, gathering energy into Naruto's hand.
At first, she berated herself. Stupid! Why would you run in the middle of an intense battle between TWO massive attacks? There was no chance of survival once she got hit!
But… then she remembered the days when their team would be pulling weeds out of a civilian's garden, escorting simple people to the homes safely; the missions when they would all feel careless and like a second family, quirking smirks, sending and receiving grins, smiles sent through eyes or grunts. Naruto would be bounding around with a goofy grin on her face; a ball of sunshine, she would call him. Sasuke was more aloof, though no one could mistake the softening of his unusually emotional eyes. Their sensei would be off to the side, skimming over his favorite book but secretly listening in to their small rambles…
And she would be laughing, smile stretched so wide that her face hurt, feeling elated and that nothing could ever bring her down.
How did it come to this?
For a moment, she felt as if she were stuck in slow motion.
Glancing to her left, she saw Naruto's expression. His lips were curled back as he grit his teeth in concentration and frustration, the whiskers on his cheeks almost bristling with excitement, and azure eyes swirling with several emotions as they complimented his blonde spikes. She blinked, and the fight in his eyes had been replaced with shock, and he was hurtling downwards while yanking on his hand in an attempt to pull his newly found ninjutsu move backwards.
The pinkette felt herself grow closer and closer to the middle of the scuffle as she snuck a glance to her genin crush. Spinning eyes that withheld the sharingan were now widening with fear—such an unusual emotion for him to display—and the resolve that led him to the fight seemed to crumble. His jaw was snapped tightly to his upper teeth as he attempted to change his course, but alas, the goal he set for himself was impossible since he was plummeting down towards her in midair.
They came closer within each passing second, probably faster than what the Haruno was observing through her hazy eyes. Her world seemed sluggish with disbelief, and she planted her feet in the ground as her emerald eyes hid themselves. Their words were muffled and distorted, and she shut her eyes, smiling despite the situation.
("Shit, Sakura MOVE!"
"Sakura-chan! GET AWAY!")
"I…" She whispered. "I finally did it."
I'm finally useful.
Indescribable pain attacked her from both sides as a blood-curdling scream pierced through her silence. Her eyes snapped open, and she witnessed the ninjutsu tearing apart at her body.
From her left side, the rasengan—she concluded—was a harsh attack. It didn't pierce; it tore. As her teammate's ninjutsu trick was pressed in due to his momentum, she saw red slick in with the protruding swirls from the sphere in his palm. The blood sprayed, and she watched as strips of her flesh flew away from her body as if they were shredded paper bits.
The chidori was the exact opposite. There was no warning as it punctured straight through her. Sakura heard sickening pops and inwardly shivered, knowing that his hand had slid through the right side of her ribs. The feeling of him moving inside her was frightening, and in some sick sense, comforting. Electricity had burned her when his palm brushed her side, but only for a few seconds. Somehow, Sasuke had managed to shut down the chakra he was pouring out and retracted the lightning. Still, it didn't help much as his fingers unknowingly pulled on her insides.
Screams resounded in the area. She could recall hurtling to the floor, and she could remember the Uchiha grasping her other shoulder, slowly exiting his arm from her body. Naruto was on her side, tears trickling down his whiskered cheeks as his lips moved quickly, but she couldn't hear him. Sasuke looked horrified as he shook his head back and forth, almost in denial, as he gently both of her shoulders. She couldn't hear anything but the shouts of pain. Who's screaming?
When she didn't see pain register on either of their faces, her eyes fluttered shut with realization. It's me.
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Flash!—
"No, no no," Sasuke whispered to her, swallowing thickly as he spotted her strength wavering. Her eyes were threatening to close, but Sasuke knew that the moment she fell asleep, she would never wake up again. So he patted her cheek softly again, and her emerald eyes were glittering in recognition as his grip tightening on her form, pleading. "Don't shut your eyes—please! No, don't."
In the background, the Uchiha could recognize Naruto's forced rambles. "I—I'm so, so sorry Sakura-chan! Please, please be okay. No, I know you'll be okay. Me and Sasuke will be here, waiting for you to recover, so please, PLEASE BE OKAY!"
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"THIS IS WHY I NEVER WANTED HER TO BECOME A NINJA!" She spat, sobs interrupting her rant as she grabbed the closest thing to her and threw it at the boys. They merely covered their faces with their arms as she continued her onslaught. "I ALWAYS KNEW YOU TWO WOULD BE THE DEATH OF HER!"
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"I can hear her in my dreams…—"
"Sasuke-kun!"
"S-sakura!"
"Sasuke-kun, don't let me go!"
"And then it'll end with her, hand reached out towards me one second, and in the next I have my chidori plunged into her fragile, dying body."
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—OWARI.
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So, whatcha guys think? It was a new story idea, so I don't really have a new plot or anything, so yeah…