Sorry people; I throughly appologise for taking so damn long to update. Even a dead relative is no excuse for slacking off for half a year or so. Well, probably not that long, but it feels like it. Anyway, here you go! Enjoy!

I groan and frown as I become aware of a bright light. Bright lights only mean one thing!!

"No! I don't wanna die!"

I sit up quickly, trying to hide behind my hands. I mustn't go towards the light! Run away!

"You realize that death is inevitable, right?"

Wait, I know that voice. Sasuke...?

"I really am dead!"

"I didn't say you were dead; I said death is inevitable."

I peek from between my fingers, and hands clamp onto my shoulders and force me to lie down again. It is Sasuke! And he looks kinda pissed off... did I do something wrong again? Probably. I'm sorry; so sorry. I can't make it up to you this time; I seem to be in a hospital bed. He's got a scary mad look on his face, and I close my eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?! Saving me?!"

"You look mad, so I'm sorry."

"Damn rights, I'm mad!!"

He grabs my bandaged arm and I wince. I feel a drop of water on my hand, and my eyes flutter open quickly. It couldn't be... I can't see his face. After a few seconds he looks up, but I don't see any tears. Maybe it was just my imagination running away again.

"How could you... How DARE you scare me like that?!"

"I'm sorry!"

"What were you thinking?!"

"That I didn't want it to get you, obviously!"

Oops; that just slipped out! He looks a bit surprised, and then his eyes lower.

"Thanks for saving me then."

WHAT?! Did I just hear a god say a serious thanks to MOI?! He must realize my inner confusion, because he looks me in the eye and begins to tell me all the damage I've sustained. I really don't need him to tell me, trust me; I know better than anyone, but his voice is very calming so I don't say anything. From what I hear, I passed out from blood loss. Wouldn't be surprised considering the number of stitches he told me I have. My arm feels a bit like lead, and on my other side my hand is completely void of any feeling at all.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I think the question is, 'Can you feel anything'. And no, I can't."

He looks a bit worried at that. I catch his eye to ask him something I've been very curious about since I woke up. Even though I didn't hear him list any injuries I didn't already know about, I ask anyway.

"Uh, Sasuke? Did I fall?"

"No... You had a death grip on the rock. It took a few minutes just to pry you off; you must've been awfully scared of falling."

He smirks at me, but I just shrug and nod, so he shuts up. He did tell me not to let go right? Of course I was scared, and I don't really feel like lying about it right now. I was very scared of dying; who wouldn't be? What an undignified way to meet your doom. At least it would've been a bit heroic... I'm tired for some reason. I sneeze, and it suddenly makes sense. Stupid nature!!

"Oh, man! I hate getting sick!"

"Sick?"

"I've definitely got a cold now."

I sneeze again to prove my point, and groan as I close my eyes again.

"I'm sorry."

"What?! Why? I'm the one who messed up!"

"I could see you catching the cold, but I didn't do anything. And I should've grabbed you before you went over with the cougar-"

"Ha ha! If you'd done that, I might not even have my arm! Besides, I was about due for another cold anyway!" I smile "Can you do me a favour?"

"What?"

"Just talk about something. Anything at all, I don't even care if it's history!"

My eyes are still closed as he obliges, and begins to rant about how Sakura is annoying and didn't care and Kakashi wouldn't get off his lazy ass to come get me. I lose track after that because I fall asleep to the comforting murmurings of my god and now saviour.