A/N: I know, I'm terrible. I left you hanging for a month. But it's here now? 8D Anyways, I'm not so sure about this chapter. I'll be the first one to say that I'm not too fond of it. It gets better. I promise; it gets rather exciting later. But for now, enjoy the present, and read. =]
Thanks for all the reviews by the way, I'm glad you're enjoying it thus far!
"Sasuke!"
Great, it was barely eight o'clock in the morning, and Midori was already banging on our bedroom door.
It's days like these where I desperately wished I owned my own home. Wouldn't she assume that we would still be sleeping? No, of course not. Because Sasuke's always up at the crack of dawn doing something. And by something, it could be anything - training, meditating...today, he was sharpening weaponry. Yes, indeed a surprise. Like he's really going to need those. What conundrums are we really facing these days in Suna? Lack of rain? Drought? Seriously though, we need some rain. Is that really too much to ask?
She banged on the door again.
I looked towards Sasuke sitting on a chair by the window, the sun shining on his pale face. A bodily twitch alterting the sedate look upon his features.
"SASUKE!"
A frantic look came upon his face as he looked up at me,"What now?"
I chuckled and walked over to the door.
"You're not going to open that, are you?!" He spoke in an anxious whisper.
"Not with you in the room."
He furrowed his eyebrows in question, before the hint had finally clicked. He placed the overly sharpened kunai in his holster and made his way to the opened window. Before abruptly pausing and making his way over to me. The look on his face a differential one.
"Go away, what are you doing? I'll open it." I threatened, confused that perhaps he hadn't gotten the hint.
He ignored my threat and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead in thanks. It didn't matter what he did, but with every bit of contact he made with me, made me want to go insane. It was as if an electric current had revamped me into life. Now, I believed that I could go on successfully with my day. This kid could've poked me and I would've had a seizure.
As my face redenned, he shot me a little smirk before turning back around to the window.
"You owe me."
"I know." And he leaped out.
"Sasuke, I know you're in the-" Midori's sentence was cut short as I opened the door, her hand in mid-air.
She frowned. I was probably not the person she was expecting.
"Good morning, Isaaru! Is Sasuke awake yet?" She asked, knowing full well that he was. She 'subtly' peeked around me in search for him. You'd think it was a life or death situtation or something.
I replied casually,"Yeah, but he left a while ago."
Her face fell further, "Oh? Why? You didn't do anything to drive the poor boy away did you?"
I laughed inwardly knowing that she, in fact, did something to drive him away.
"No...He's training."
"Oh well, that's unfortunate...At least he's staying in shape!" A dreamy look graced her face, as she looked away from me.
"I don't even want to know..." I muttered under my breath.
"Huh? What was that my dear?"
"Oh, did you need him for anything in particular?"
"Uh...Uh...Yes," She put a painted finger nail to her lips in thought,"yes, I needed help moving some boxes...My new shipment of tea cups. And you know me, old age hasn't really been kind to me." She pouted.
"Well, I can help yo-" I spoke as I began to leave the room. But as I stepped through the treshhold, I felt a brief wave of dizzyness come over me. I suddenly hoped she wouldn't accept my offer to help her out.
She didn't. Midori interrupted me with a wave of her hand, and questionable body language. It was evident that there was only one person who she wanted to help her with her chores. Hint, it wasn't me.
"Oh, no!" She raised her voice menacingly.
I raised an eyebrow in confusion, and subconciously took hold of the doorway for stability.
She calmed down, "I mean...it's not necessary my dear! I'm sure you have lots to do today already. Just tell Sasuke to come on down when he comes back."
"Will do."
She gave me a wink before she went on her merry way, "I'll be waiting!"
"I'm sure you will be..." I mumbled.
I sighed heavily as I slid the wooden door closed, anf pinned my back to it, my eyes shutting in the process. I couldn't be happier that I wasn't obligated to work today, since a real family member of Midori's was coming to help her out in the shop for awhile. She thought I deserved some well earned rest...Which was very nice of her. Maybe she realized how much her odd behaviour has had an effect on me? Probably not.
"She's crazy." I muttered under my breath.
"You got that right."
My eyes shot open, and saw Sasuke standing infront of me. His too-cool-for-school macho act in full affect.
"That was quick."
He shrugged, "I was on the roof."
"Well then, I guess you were close enough to hear that she wants you to hel-"
"Guess again."
"You can't keep avoiding her."
"Of course I can."
Automatic eye-roll. "You're shinobi, and you're afraid of a little woman whose most lethal weapon is the ability to talk someone to death?"
"Exactly."
"You're impossible." That abrupt wave of dizziness had hit me again, but I shrugged it off once more.
But apparently, I didn't shrug it off efficiently enough, because I caught Sasuke's eyebrow furrowing.
"What's wrong? Are you okay? You look pale." He walked closer to me, scrutinizing my face.
"I'm fine," I lied, "I'm sure it's just the heat, this country is hot as hell."
He didn't respond, he just kept on watching me. Close enough to take action should anything happen. Which, nothing probably would...I hoped.
I began making my way over to the bathroom, before he stopped me, "Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm going to bathe?"
You should join me. I'm definitely not going to verbalize that thought. I'm going to hell.
"No, you're not; you look as if you're on the verge of passing out. The last thing I need, is to find out that you've managed to drown yourself while taking a shower."
I glared, although I was a little touched by his attempt at concern, "Wow Uchiha, that was so nicely put. Listen, I'm f-" My words were cut short by another wave of dizzyness. This time, I was unable to shrug it off. This time, I knew it was going to end badly; and by badly, I knew I was going to make a collision with the hard, cold, floor.
"Isaaru!" I heard Sasuke's voice, as it drifted away into the background. When I realized I should've hit the cold floor, I hadn't - instead making a collision with something on the opposite. Just before I completely drifted away, I saw his face.
If his face was the last thing I ever saw, boy - I would die happy.
Maybe you should stay tuned to find out what has happened to dear Isaaru?? Yess. It's funny because I've written the third and fourth chapter, but I haven't quite written the next. Hmm? Drop me some feedback if you're feeling generous~ Please feel generous, haha. 8D
