The one

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This is going to be probably the longest author's note I have ever written and will ever write. This chapter as short as it is … is dedicated to my editor, ZoSo696, because today is a special day for her. Today! August 20! Is her birthday! YAY! So if you guys want to, pm her a happy birthday. XD I just know she would love it!

Now on to some questions or comments you guys had.

emo's-are-hotties4eva – you are the first one to notice and yes it is based off of the show Ghost Whisperer. And I love that show too XD

Hopeful forgotten – you asked what is with Sasuke. Okay so umm … I guess you can consider it a sixth sense … kinda. He doesn't know that it's a ghost per se, but he knows something is there. It's like he is sensitive to electromagnetic fields, but don't quote me on that, because I haven't seen Ghost Hunters in a while. Just to tell everyone, it's an awesome show on Sci-Fi. I give it two thumbs up, lol. If you guys like ghosts, it's the show for you, because most of the time they do catch stuff.

AHHH! I love all of you! I got 11! Reviews for chapter 6! And I love reviews! Thank you! XD

I apologize for taking your time but here is chapter 7!

Chapter 7

Pain, Elevators and Screams

"What's for dinner?" Sasuke walked into the kitchen.

"Take-out." Itachi pointed his chopsticks to the white box of Chinese food.

"Great," Sasuke mumbled, sitting down next to itachi. "You know, dad is right. You should get a girlfriend who can cook."

"Why don't you?! That girl from yesterday seemed the type."

"What type?!" Sasuke narrowed his eyes into a death glare.

"Don't get mad. I meant that she looked like the type to cook ... And you know take care of her family … like mom." Itachi smirked lightly, poking at the noodles in the carton. Mikoto sat at the table with her sons. She smiled brightly at her oldest.

"Yes ... She is like me."

"Don't you feel it?" Sasuke asked with hints of irritation in his voice.

"Feel what?"

"Something or someone else is here."

"No Sasuke, it's just you and me eating crappy food." Itachi muttered. "You're just being paranoid."

"No I'm-" Itachi looked over at his little brother. He was holding his chest, his face was twisted with pain.

"Sasuke what's wrong?"

Mikoto watched sadly as Itachi carried Sasuke to the police car in the driveway.

"Hinata …" She frowned deeply.

"Neji, is she going to be okay?" Neji and Hanabi sat next to Hinata's body. Adorned in a patient's nightgown she laid unmoving in a hospital bed.

"I don't know Hanabi. This has never happened before." Neji wrapped his arm protectively around her. Other than the three Hyuugas, the room was empty. A nurse hadn't been there since Hinata came.

"How am I half dead?" I asked the little girl. She has to know something.

"I don't know … I'm not the one all the ghosts go to for help, you are." The girl set her feet down on the ground again. "You have to figure out yourself why you're here and how to leave." She turned her back to me and ran out of the room. I tried to catch up to her and follow, but she was too fast. What the heck?! Was she a track start when she was alive?

"Neji! Look!" Hanabi directed his attention to Hinata. She was breathing heavily, like she just finished running a mile.

"Hey it's you!" Itachi poked his head into the room.

"Who the hell are you?" Neji said.

"Oh sorry … I'm Itachi Uchiha." Itachi reached out his hand to him. Neji's white/grey eyes looked from the Uchiha's hand to his face. Shooting him a death glare Neji ignored his outreached hand.

"What are you doing here?" Hanabi pushed herself in between her cousin and him.

"My stupid little brother decided to get stabbing pains in his heart."

"Is cutie okay?" Worry flashed brightly in her eyes.

"I'm ... fine." Sasuke slowly walked into the room. He stood silently by the doorway.

"You're supposed to be in a wheelchair!" Itachi scolded. He ran to his little brother's side, worried he might fall.

"Like I said I'm-" Sasuke's eyes caught sight of Hinata's still form. Swiftly he walked over to her side. "What happened?!" His voice demanded an answer from Neji.

Now what do I do? My only hope for some answers was that little girl, and now she's gone. I searched around the whole hospital already and nothing! It's like me and her were the only ones here. Or maybe the others are just hiding, but where?

Frustrated I put my back against the wall and slid down to the clean polished floor. Answers! Where for art thou answers?!

Amazingly a second later a bell rang. A metallic elevator door appeared beside me. The door slide open silently. I leaned forward a bit to get a better view of the inside. The walls were covered in pieces of mirrors and a metal bar wrapped around the center of the walls. It reminded me of one of the elevator in a casino. But unlike any elevator I have ever seen the doors remained open. It was eerily inviting.

Cautiously I looked around before stepping carefully on the carpeted elevator floor. Ignoring my reflection in the mirrors, I searched for buttons. There were none. That's not good. Before I could jump out, the doors slammed shut. Just my luck. I don't like this. I should have never gotten into this stupid metal box! There isn't even an escape hatch. I stared up at the shiny mirrored ceiling. I looked more pale than I did in life, almost angelically pale. I wonder what Sasuke would look like. I smiled softly to myself. He would look even more beautiful than on earth.

"If Mikoto heard my thoughts, she would say that I am falling for him or something." I laughed at my words and thoughts. Me and Sasuke? No way! Never going to happen! That thing at the market … just a … what the heck was that anyway?! Darn it! I have been thinking about Sasuke more and more lately. I'm half-dead and still thinking about him. His eyes, his hair, the way his lips felt against mine. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and I pressed my two index fingers together nervously. A habit of mine. Grr … stop it! I have to figure out how to get out of here.

All by itself the elevator started to descend. It continued to gain more and more speed ever second. After only a short minute the elevator felt like it was simply falling down the shaft. I heard my frightened scream echo through my ears, as I reached for the metal bar on the wall.

I continued to scream and fall. This was not fun! It felt like a rollercoaster … only going down. Miraculously the elevator started to slow down again.

Even after the metal box of hell pulled to a complete stop, I couldn't loosen the death grip I had on the bar. The door swung open revealing not so hospital-looking surroundings. In the middle of the hallway, a giant chandelier hung from the ceiling. Gold and crystal shapes covered the walls. Music drifted from the door at the end of the hallway. I yanked my fingers from the bar and began walking towards the sound of the music. All of the rooms I passed were empty like the hospital floor. At least this place was brighter and a little less scary.

The hallway was short, so I stood in front of the double French doors in no time at all. The golden door handles shone beautifully against the wooden finish of the doors. Using my index finger I poked one of them. They felt as cold as ice. Should I go through? Or should I go back? Turning back I looked for the metal box of hell that brought me here. It was gone.

"You gotta be kidding me?!" I sighed, defeated, and returned my attention to my only possible exit.

Firmly I took hold of the golden handles, pulled them down and pushed the heavy doors open.

End of chapter 7

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