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Chapter Eight - Nothing
(Haruno Sakura - What I Learned in Chemistry)
Sasuke and I just stayed close to each other for the next five days. Although I did receive some lecturing from fangirls, I was happy for Sasuke's company. He really cared. He doesn't want me to leave. I don't want to leave.
But I might not have a choice. Itachi still has to recover for the hospital in order to make his choice.
"Sakura...I understand your present situation, but many skilled people are asking for this job," the older Uchiha said, lying on the hospital bed, propped up by the pillows. "This isn't a charity I'm running. It's a business. I ask you not to press me further about this situation, or I might reconsider Sasuke's recommendation." He smiled at me. "Don't worry about a thing, though. Everything turns out okay. I'm alive, see?"
I nodded my head half in disappointment, and half in relief. I couldn't possibly hate the guy if he didn't hire my dad; he's just to sexy for that. And there's nothing I could do anymore.
As I started to leave the hospital he smiled at me and said, "Go light some fire into Sasuke! He's a bit shy."
I smirk at him, and I see him turn away, red as a tomato. "You go that right," I say.
And the younger glares at me.
I sigh, picking at the bits of a peanut butter cookie I was having for snack that day. It was finally winter break, and I was going to leave in about a week or so...that is, if Itachi doesn't hire my dad. I can't beg anymore, what he said is true. Men...they always put themselves and their jobs first before women. Or younger brothers. But something tells me that's not the case between Itachi and Sasuke.
"Hey...this Orochimaru guy...why is he after you?"
Sasuke's reply was a shrug. "Dunno."
We stay silent for a while, and then start talking about random things. It amazes me, really. I could tell him anything I wanted to, and he wouldn't laugh or yell at me or anything. He so understanding, not to mention cute when he's fluster and...god. I'm falling in love. I already mentioned that before, didn't I?
He throws a cookie crumb at the middle of my forehead. Okay...I do have a bit of a genetics problem, when it comes to my forehead. But that's when it was little; I'd grown into it now. But before...wow. It was huge. I even shocked myself a bit when I saw those pictures of me when I was little. My mother said I looked cute, my father said I was beautiful, and my little brother said I was fat. I think there's a rule for parents to say those things...and little brothers...well, I guess that I could do without.
I wonder...did Sasuke ever annoying Itachi like Reyuro does to me? I start laughing at the thought of that. Sasuke looks at me questioningly. "What's funny?" he asked.
In between snickers I manage to say, "Nothing...it's just. You know my brother right?" Nods. "Well, you know how he's annoying right?" Even more furious nods. "Well, did you ever annoy your older brother like that."
Sasuke nods, then stops, then shakes his head. "WHAT? No way!"
I start laughing again. He looked so cute, flustered like that. He almost reminds me of a little kid. Well, he does have that little innocence about him that just won't fade. Maybe that's another reason why I'm so attracted to him.
His eyes are so beautiful...I find myself staring right at them, trying to find something in that vast sea of onyx. Beautiful...and I find myself closer to his face, my forehead pressed against his. Noses brushing...Closer and closer and...
"HEY! SAKURA-CHAN!" Naruto's loud voice screams from across the field. I turn over, my cheeks red, and it wasn't from the cold weather. I find Sasuke's even redder...and with an adorable look on his face. Awww...
"HEY!" Naruto called again. I roll my eyes and pull Sasuke up, waving to Naruto at the same time. The blond comes and joins us at the picnic bench in the park.
In my opinion, the park is much beautiful in winter than in spring, especially at this time of day. The sun's glistening rays were just shining above the horizon, and the wind was blowing gently, and coolly against my flustered cheeks. Snow was surrounding us, covering every inch of grass in a vast blanket of white. I find it beautiful. I really do.
But the most beautiful thing I see here...
Sasuke.
(Uchiha Sasuke - What I Learned in Chemistry)
I...almost kissed her. ALMOST.
Damn. It's that part that always gets me...
I can't get my hopes up...after all...she might move anyway. And that's what's really killing me right now. God...I just don't want that to happen. I've finally met a girl, who I like, and seriously, she's going to leave right there. I finally met the girl of my dreams.
Trust me. I'm 15 years old, and I've waited all that time to have my first kiss. Except for that horrible incident with Naruto. Afterwards, people questioned my sexuality, saying things like, "A guy like you could get a girl easy? Or do you like guys?" and other crap like that. And now, there goes my chance to prove them wrong.
Don't get me wrong: I care about Sakura a lot more than that. She's just...amazing.
And I can't think of a better compliment than that? I'm stupid or something...
Naruto wedged himself in between us, pulling out his stash of Ramen to Go. He looked at me and Sakura and smiled. "Hey, whatcha guys doing here? It's like freaking cold or something."
Sakura blushed...which met I was as red as a tomato...and I really love tomatoes. I did dress up as Ketchup and Naruto as Mustard one year for Halloween (that was awesome!) but I DON'T WANT TO BE A TOMATO! Sakura thought Naruto and I looked cute in that picture. I said it was insulting. She said that she wanted to be the hot dog...or the relish. Either way, she'd be delicious. DUDE! DID I JUST SAY THAT!?
Now I feel bad. Argh.
The three of us talked for hours, and Naruto asked if we could come to my place. He always wants to come over. I don't understand why. And when I say that, Sakura rolls her eyes and playfully punches me on the shoulder. It hurts. I'm a wimp.
I finally get that damned security guard to realize I'm not impersonating Uchiha Sasuke, because I AM Uchiha Sasuke, and I walk into the living room, followed by Naruto and Sakura, who "Ooohed," and "Ahhhed," along the way. I don't see anything special about it. I realize I'm lucky, and that fact hit me hard ever since...you know, but I guess I just gotten used to it. Maybe a bit, too used to it.
Naruto had already flopped onto the couch, popcorn in hand. Sakura had neatly hung up her coat and placed her bag on the floor. She sat crossed legged on the plush carpet (which I still trip over all the time. Seriously, you're feet just sink in) and I sat on a recliner. Naruto grabbed the remote and flipped through a bunch of channels, talking about her awesome date with Hinata...and the kiss they had shared. It made me fell...guilty.
I glance at Sakura and she looks at me. We turn away from each other, a blush running across our cheeks. Naruto hopped off the leather couch, shaking the empty bowl that was once filled with popcorn. "I'm gonna get more snacks," he said, running off.
"HEY!" I yell. "Don't get stains on the couch and...you're gonna get lost. Ugh," I roll my eyes and just lay down.
Then...it hits me.
He just left me alone.
With Sakura.
I don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing.
(Haruno Sakura - What I Learned in Chemistry)
I watched Naruto leave and turn to Sasuke, who looked completely annoyed by that blond idiot. I would be to. After all HE STOPPED MY FIRST KISS! And it was with Sasuke. Damn. That's a grudge I'll hold for life.
Then...I suddenly find him next to me, sitting down and running a hand through his hair, whispering. "God...I don't know...I just don't know..." I watch him. He was too beautiful, and my eyes were transfixed. There was some magical feeling to this...a string was pulling us together, and next thing I knew...
We kissed. And it wasn't any awkward kiss. It felt...Magical, Fantastic, Wonderful, Amazing...but most of all...it felt right. I loved it. And when I pulled away from him, his face was as red as a tomato. A very cute tomato.
I suddenly here a whisper...and it wasn't from Sasuke. A window behind us was slightly open, and there was a man. And a red light...on Sasuke's back. It took me five seconds to process what was happening...Five seconds too late.
"Fire," the man whispered, and then pressed the trigger.
I was screaming all the way to the hospital, holding onto Sasuke's hand. The doctor told me to move, but I refused to. I couldn't let him go, not yet. And then I saw Itachi running down the hallways in the hospital, and a nurse after him, screaming for him to get back in bed. I tried getting through the doctor into the room, but he wouldn't let me.
"Sorry. No visitors allowed," he said.
Itachi had an extremely angry look on his face. I suddenly knew why he always got the upper hand in business. When you see that look on his face, you'll know what I mean.
"I'm no visitor," he said. "I'm a brother, now GET OUT OF MY WAY."
The doctor was shoved to the ground and Itachi ran inside, yelling for Sasuke. I blink and smiled proudly. Man, Itachi's awesome. And I follow him into the room.
Sasuke was yelling out his brother's name, screaming and shaking. The doctors managed to calm him down a bit and started to close the wound. I felt like I was going to faint...even though I wanted to be a doctor. It's still is horrible, though, to see them do something like that to someone you hold so dear. I could see from the corner of my eye that Itachi was shaking, and tears were coming from his eyes.
"Sasuke..." I whisper, clutching my hands tightly together. And then I finally start crying. The doctors lead me and Itachi out of the room, saying that some things to me and him, but I wasn't paying any attention. I was only worried about Sasuke.
"That was a very large puncture wound through his back and it seemed to have punctured through his lungs and..."
"We get it. Now get in there and save him, dumbass," Itachi said, his voice trying to keep calm, but it was quivering. I started to cry even more. I just couldn't stop, even though I knew I had to stay strong for him. I cried and cried and cried. He might die...he might die. He can't die! He can't! Not yet. Just hold on...
We were alone in the hallway for a few minutes, and then a crying Naruto approached us. I cried on Naruto's shoulder, and both of us started bawling. Itachi was trying to stay calm but it was already to late. He was yelling, cursing, and blaming himself for all of it. It was my fault. I was there. I should've protected him.
Hours passed...or maybe days. I couldn't keep track of time anymore. The three of use just sat there, outside the doors of the surgery room, crying until all our tears were dried out. Anxiety flowed through ever vein in our bodies. And just when I though I would explode, the doctor walked out of the room.
And shook his head.
A choking silence followed. There was nothing to say...nothing to do.
Nothing.
Crap. I hurt writing this chapter. Sorry for the long wait, guys. Well, this might be my final update for a while, might not. I'll see what I could do.
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