"My
hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say, 'remember when'
Just like we always do
Just like we always do…
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you"
- Story of the Year "Until the Day I Die"
They had finally found him. Nearly three and a half years of searching, of fighting the strongest the world had to offer, and they had finally found him.
Seeing his broken body a hundred yards away, her mind flashed back to their first real mission together. He had almost died then too, shrouded in mist and covered in so many senbon he put a porcupine to shame.
But he had pulled through. Back then; even if he had died he would have come back to life for the sole purpose of killing his brother. It was his life's goal, more important than loyalties, friends, and maybe life itself.
She smiled softly at the idea, continuing towards him.
Now that he had achieved his life goal, would he even try to stay alive?
Not wanting to loose him - again - when she had finally found him, she unconsciously quickened her pace. Now she could see him clearly, barely twenty feet away. Already calculating what medical techniques to perform where, she completed the final few steps.
Falling down to her knees next to him, she felt the urge to bend down and cry over him like at the bridge.
But she had grown, had grown for this specific purpose. Instead of crying, she bent down over him, hands glowing with green chakra. Softly she lowered them onto his bare chest, quickly mending the target areas.
She heard the others land behind her a few moments later, Naruto whispering something about 'the teme,' but she didn't bother turning her head. Everything of her was now focused on the unconscious body before her.
"Hinata, use byakugan to look at his heart. If it speeds up or slows down at all, tell me." she said, frowning in concentration at a particularly difficult wound in his side. The Hyuuga nodded, standing behind her and gazing down at the pale skin.
An awkward silence reigned for a few minutes as Naruto fidgeted in the background, not accustomed to being useless.
"… His heart's starting to get back to normal rhythm." Hinata said and she nodded in understanding. A little further back Naruto sighed.
He was going to pull through.
While the others were too busy to notice his eyelids fluttered, trying to filter the sudden brightness surrounding him. Once his pupils grew accustomed to the blindingly blue sky, he noticed a figure, no two, hunched over him.
His survival instincts kicking in, he lunged forward to the closest one. He grabbed it by the throat, disrupting whatever it was doing.
He registered an annoyingly irritating and familiar voice screaming something about letting go, but he continued gripping the figures throat.
And his hand only tightened as glowing hands crept back onto his body, resuming their work.
He smirked with grim satisfaction as he heard gasping breaths from the figure, hyperventilating to allow more air through.
"TEME! Let her go!" cried something to his right, awaking long forgotten dreams of sunshine colored hair and cherry blossoms.
"N-Naruto, don't yell. He's in shock, anything he's not used to will only make her condition worse." A soft voice said.
An abrupt realization came with that particular combination of words. Immediately his grip slackened and the offending arm fell to the ground. The world sharpened and a soft halo of pink appeared around the figures head.
As the instincts faded, so did his consciousness. He only had the time to say one word.
"Sakura?"
AN--
Yay! My first real Sasusaku… and he tries to kill her!
I like to hurt my characters… dunno why.
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