A/N: After a million years, I've risen from the grave and updated!
Disclaimer: OMNOMNOM
Over the next couple of weeks, so many events took place, I can bearly remember most of them. But vividly, I do remember being in a hospital bed for a long time.
"Both of there heart rates are dropping rappidly! It'll be a miracle if either of them make it!" One of the doctors shouted at another, though it was hard to hear them over the roars coming out of my own throat. The doctors had provoked me endlessly until the Kyubbi took over, ant then immediately chained me to the hospital bed to perform the transfusion. Unfortunately, it wasn't going too well.
"We're loosin' him!" I heard above my own cries. That angered the Kyubbi even more. He began whiping my body back and fourth, trying to break the chains. The beeping that indicated Sasuke's heart rate got slower...and slower...and slower...until it eventually stopped.
I felt the needle pierce my arm, and I could see the blood flowing through the plastic tube into Sasuke's arm. I started to feel weak, and numb, prior to compleatly blacking out.
I didn't see much of Sasuke after leaving the hospital 2 weeks later. I would call him from time to time, but he was always to busy to hang out with me. Kakashi-sensei was apparently doing some rehabilitation traing with him, from what Sakura told me. But it seemed like every day.
Around Christmas time, a huge box that looked like you could fit a body in came in the mail. Beimg me, I ignored the "Do Not open til Xmas" sticker and tore into the box as soon as I got it into the house, but was halted when it's contents fell on me. Wiggling out from under it, I discovered that it was a boy. A...naked...boy... he had long brown hair, and white pupilless eyes. ((Yes this is Neji.)) My first thought was "Holy, frickin' Hell..."
Cliffy...
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