Everything stopped. No sound was made as the males of team 7 stood there, shocked. Naruto was the first to come to his senses and when he did, he pitied Sakura more than anything.

-"Sakura," He whispered, " Sakura-chan can't have that. No, you're lying. Sakura-chan is more than healthy." He whispered to himself, denying the truth.

-"I'm sorry but that's the truth. To be more exact, Sakura has Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia; or ALL for short. For treatment, we're going to use chemotherapy which does have its side effects, but will increase her survival rates. We will start the treatment next week. Let me also tell you this: different people respond differently to the treatment so there are no guarantee's. I shall see you, Sakura, next week. The rest of you may come, but you will have to wait in the waiting room during the treatment. Have a nice day." With out even a glance, he quickly walked through the double doors to attend other work.

Sakura, who had been deathly silence this entire time, finally decided to break the silence.

-" You wanna go eat at Inchiraku's?" She asked, smiling at her peers. Besides Kakashi (who's gaze softened) team 7 looked at her as if she said "Naruto's so quiet; you'd never even know if he was standing right next to you." Seeing their shocked expressions, she sighed and explained herself.

-"I want to enjoy my life, even with this disease of mine. No matter what the side effects are of this treatment are, I'm not going to let it stop my dreams from happening. So... You coming or not?"

Naruto, who had before been pitying Sakura from the news he had just received, had now started to admire her (A/N not in a romantic way. Sorry NaruSaku fans.) for her will to keep on living life. With a very loud, "YEAH! Ramen!" (which earned him a glare from the head nurse), Naruto, Kakashi, and Sakura set off for Ichiraku. But Sasuke stood behind them, not moving because he was lost in his thought. (A/N he does that a lot, doesn't he?)

-'Sakura, I'm glad that you're alright and happy. I truly envy your happiness."

"Sasuke-kun? You coming?" Sakura called, being quite a distance (along with everybody else) from the said Uchiha. Sasuke nodded, a rare, small smile graced his lips as he began his regular pace towards his friends. Once he caught up they all started walking again; Sakura and Naruto chatting in the front while Sasuke and Kakashi strolled at the back.

-"Back at the hospital, Sasuke what were you thinking about?" asked his perverted sensei.

-"None of your business," Sasuke mumbled quietly. Kakashi said no more, deciding he didn't want to make the stubborn Uchiha leave because of him and end up hurting Sakura's feelings. As soon as the small noodle bar came into view, Naruto took off as if his life depended on it. At this, team 7 sweat dropped. By the time the rest of team 7 got to Ichiraku, Naruto was already half way done with his miso soup. The owner and his daughter immediately noticed them and proceeded to greet them.

-"Hello and how may we help you?" they asked in unison.

-"Pork please." Sakura said.

-"Same as hers," Sasuke muttered.

-"And you sir?" The daughter (A/N I don't know her name. Does she even have one?) asked Kakashi politely, seeing how he hasn't ordered yet.

-"I do not want anything, arigatou." Kakashi replied. With a nod, her grandfather and her disappeared to the back, giving out the orders. During this, team 7 was silent (minus the continuous slurping from Naruto), reflecting on the days events. What broke them out of this...reflection of sorts, was the soft thump of dishes being placed on wood.

-"Enjoy your meal!" The man said merrily. In response, Sasuke and Sakura nodded.

With a loud "itadakimasu!" Sakura dug into her meal quite fast. Being told that you had a serious disease really made you hungry, huh? Sasuke raised an eyebrow at her childish antics but started eating as well. After a few minutes, Sakura came up with an idea.

-"Hey guys!" Kakashi, Naruto, and Sasuke looked at her, wondering what she wanted. "Why don't we play a game! And whoever loses has to pay!" Sasuke smirked at the challenge while Kakashi chuckled, already knowing what the pink haired girl was up to. Naruto had just finished his 4th bowl when the idea popped up.

-"What sorta game, Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked excited by the prospect of Sasuke having to pay for food. Now, Sakura's eyes held an evil glint at the question.

-"This!" and with that, Sakura and Kakashi made a hand seal and disappeared in a cloud of puffy, white smoke. Sasuke catching on quickly, followed on with the "game" and disappeared too. Naruto was left, staring at the (now empty) bar stools. He was left alone now and to make it worse, he was also dead broke.

-'I shouldn't of spent all my money on last night's dinner! Crap!' A worried look fell upon his usual happy features. But before he could even get off the bar stool, the man appeared with a gleaming smile.

-"That'll be 10,000 yen," (A/N is that too much?) the man informed, holding out his hand.

With a sigh, Naruto answered, "I'm broke..." The man's cheery smile broke into a fierce frown as he grabbed Naruto and put him in the back to work off his meal. Naruto went without struggling because this wasn't the first time it had happened. Man he hated being broke.

With a POOF!, Kakashi appeared inside his small home. He chuckled to himself and said,

-"Naruto's got a lot to learn." He then got out Itcha Itcha Paradise and started reading, pink appearing on his cheeks on more than one occasion. Pervert.

Sasuke appeared right in front of a training ground. Taking off his shirt, Sasuke decided he do some exercises before getting to the real training. Boys will be boys.

Sakura's whole body was trembling from her recent coughing fit. Blood was leaking out of her hand (which was currently clamped to her mouth) in rivers. And she nearly made it too. To her house I mean. Right now, she was outside her house, in her current situation. Shaking her head vigorously, Sakura slowly got to her feet, using whatever was next to her for support; which was currently a lamp post. She then continued taking slow but steady steps towards her house to have a bath to wash out the day's filth. All the while she was thinking,

'Why me?'