"Are you just gonna stand there, or get in. I don't have time to wait around."

No freaking way. He actually came.

I make the walk of shame towards the car and hear someone whisper,

"Is that the mafia?"

Great now I look like some thug.

I open the car door using all of my remaining dignity.

"Yo, I got you a McFlurry?"

I take a shaking breath while trying my best to climb into the car seat.

"Drive."

My door is still open and he floors it! We veer into motion. A scream rips from my throat.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!"

We swerve out of the parking lot onto the main road in less then 2.5 seconds. I don't even want to look back. We slowly glide back into the speed limit. The mafia leader extends his hand once again and drops the McFlurry in my lap.

"Eat it. You look like a dead animal."

I grab the drink and slowly bring the straw to my lips. At this point I don't even care if he poisoned the darn thing. My headache is still buzzing in my ears and Gaara commands me to lay down in the seat. I do as he says and close my eyes. Gaara turns off the radio.

"Where do you want to go?"

Is he serious? I look like I'm dying and he doesn't know where to take me?

"Hospital."

"You'll need to sneak in."

"I have no strength to even move, let alone drink this McFlurry."

"But you'll finish it right?"

There's a hint of worry in his voice.

"Sure."

The rest of the ride goes smoothly. I don't bother to fall asleep because I'm afraid that at any minute he could try to kill me. Suddenly we aren't moving anymore and I flutter my eyes open. We're at a graveyard. What part of the word hospital did he not understand?

"You stay here and sleep. I have an appointment."

"With who, the dead?"

His eyes grow cold as he finishes the last of his McFlurry. Bad move Naruto, bad move.

"You know I can just drop you off here and you can walk the rest."

"Sorry."

Gaara slams the door shut. I close my eyes, and I'm out.

I wake up in my hospital bed in a fresh gown, and I'm freshly showered. Who the heck cleaned me?

"You're finally awake."

Every hair on my body sticks up and I whip my head to the sound. There, with the moonlight pouring through the window, sits the murderer. Someone might as well whip out a pen and start writing my will. I can't even form words; I'm honestly creeped out on a new level.

"Do you even know the trouble you've caused me today."

He slumps in his seat.

"I come back from dropping you off and there is a commotion in the front lobby. Lady Tsunade is rushing towards your room to give you some stupid multivitamins that supposedly improve your health. I seriously slide my way past her and fake faint on the spot. She ends up lugging me to my own room and putting me in bed. I'm pretty sure she was going to head for your room again so I grabbed her arm and told her to tell me a story. After that plan failed, I knocked her out and shoved her in my bathroom. Skip forward a few hours and I'm dressed in doctor attire. I'm covering as your personal nurse for the day. To end up being your personal nurse, I had to sprint my way from my wing of the hospital all the way to yours. It went pretty smooth, until maybe the last hour when Nancy was going to give you lunch. Yeah, not on my watch. I explained how I'm a professional who was hired for the day and I told her that you're all set. I put your lunch in your room and then I went out. She saw me and asked me if I was the mental patient that escaped earlier this morning. She started freaking out about this huge search party looking for me and that the police were contacted and it got on my nerves, so I did the next best thing. I knock her out."

I can't help but interrupt.

"The next best thing? What was the first?"

"Killing her. But that's not the point. I finally knocked out Nancy, and was on my way to exit the front lobby to pick you up. But I didn't get past the lobby because I saw someone that looks just like you, your father. I debated my options. Knocking him out, which would leave me arrested, or confuse him. I walked up and explained how I'm a doctor and how there is a mental patient on the loose and no visitors are allowed. He put up fight, but soon left. Then I went to pick you up and we drove to the graveyard, where you passed out. I couldn't wake you up so I lugged your body up four flights of stairs. As your personal doctor it was my duty to bathe you and dress you. Do you know how much trouble you put me through? And how much trouble I'm in? I had to make an excuse that I was in McDonald's for twelve hours and that I "accidently" hit Lady Tsunade and that she "mysteriously" ended up in a closet."

What the heck did Gaara just explain to me.

"I never asked you to do any of this for me! But wait you bathed me?!-"

"Oh shut up. Listen you owe me a large McFlurry."

"Wait what time is it?!"

"9:00 pm."

"And you're still allowed in my room after all of that?"

"Listen, I look forward to tomorrow. What are we doing?"

I immediately click the button for the nurse. I can't hang around a murderer. Five nurses rush into the room almost instantly and the minute they see Gaara they all ask him to leave. He slowly makes his way up and out of the room.

"Naruto, are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

"No, I clicked it on accident. Sorry." I lie.

They smile and tell me to rest.

"Since it is Monday it's time for your chemo…we know it's a bit late, but you were asleep and it's dangerous to do chemo on sleeping patients. It will only be an hour."

"Oh, okay then."

They do the same procedure from Friday. I decide it's a good time to check my phone.

Just a few messages from Kiba asking about my bee sting and a missed call from my dad. Might as well answer. I text Kiba saying I'm doing fine and that I'm heading to bed. Almost immediately I get a response saying to feel better and a goodnight. He's such a good friend. Since I'm doing chemo for an hour and can't go to sleep, which is a total bummer, I call my dad. Literally one ring and he's on the other line.

"Hey kiddo! How you feeling?"

I sit up a little on my bed.

"I feel good. They gave me chemo just now so I can't go to sleep for another hour."

Total lie about the feeling good part. Actually I feel awful. Thank goodness Gaara carried me into the building and put me to bed, I don't think I'd be able to climb four flights of stairs. Soccer tryouts completely drained me. Every muscle in my body is sore and my head is still killing me. At least the ringing in my ears isn't too bad.

"Well, it's good they are treating you. Naruto, you weren't perhaps anywhere near the mental patient when he went loose were you?

Oh the worry in his voice is so evident. I can't help but laugh a little. If only my dad knew he was acting as my personal driver, man he'd flip out.

"No, dad. Of course I wasn't anywhere near him! He's on the other side of the building and I just stayed in my room all day sleeping."

"Thank goodness, I was so worried. I was going to come see you but a doctor told me no visitors are allowed."

"It's okay dad."

I'm trying so hard not to just burst out laughing. The "doctor" he was talking to was the actual mental patient. Oh the irony.

"So uh dad, is mom there?"

There's a pretty long pause, did he hang up?

"Yeah, let me go give her the phone."

His voice has completely lost the small cheeriness it had before.

"Naruto?"

And she lives.

"Hey mom! Whatsup?"

"Well I'm reading a book right now, honey how are you?"

Okay, this a good start. She hasn't shut down yet.

"I'm good mom. They're doing chemo on me right now, so I'm forced to stay up another hour."

"It's good they're treating you well. I'm sure another hour won't kill you Naruto. You stay up so late at home anyways."

We both laugh a little.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyways, do I get to come home tomorrow? I miss you and dad."

I can almost hear the smile forming on her face.

"I believe so. You were supposed to come home today, but your dad said there was a small…predicament, yes, and it was delayed to tomorrow."

I'm lolling.

"What's so funny? Naruto did you do something…"

"No, mom of course not! I was sleeping all day."

Okay, no more laughing about murderers on the loose.

"Mhm. So Naruto tell me, is the chemo helping?"

Well it was until I went and tried out for soccer.

"Yeah, it's doing wonders. I feel a lot better."

I feel bad lying, but what happened today stays between me and Gaara.

I hear her sigh on the other end of the line.

"Thank goodness. Well sweetie I'm going to head to bed, do you want your father?."

"Okay, mom night. And um sure."

Well, that went surprisingly well. She didn't avoid the topic or hang up, so she must be feeling better about my situation. Thank goodness.

"Hello? Naruto?"

"Oh hey dad!"

He chuckles.

"Well Naruto, like your mother, I think I'll head to bed as well. We'll see you tomorrow morning and pick you up. Goodnight sport."

"Night dad."

I hear the end of the line buzz and put my phone down.

For the remaining time, I just stare at the wall and think about what happened today. Well, I'm definitely not making the soccer team, and I'll have to do something to make my ear look swollen to fake the bee sting. And then about Gaara…man I have no idea what's going to happen with him. Hopefully he doesn't come to pick me up ever again. Although I guess there is a good side to him, even if he is a murderer. I shiver at the thought and almost puke. Too much happened today, way too much.

The nurse comes in and takes the needle out of my arm. I thank her and close my eyes. I drift into a long slumber.

Tuesday Morning

I wake up and find myself in the midst of an argument going down.

"You can't just sneak into his room at night! You're unstable! Get out of here and go back to your room!"

Man this nurse looks young. She seems to be around the same age as me with short brown hair and big rustic brown eyes. She's pretty cute.

"Shut up woman."

Are you kidding me?

Why the heck is Gaara in my room again? And why is he arguing with this girl when I'm trying to sleep?

I groan and all eyes are on me.

"Great you woke him up." Gaara says this while rolling his eyes.

"Oh my, Naruto I'm so sorry for the shouting…you see…Gaara here was in your room and he's not allowed to be anywhere in this part of the hospital."

"Stop treating me like some animal. I can do what I want." He says pouting like a child.

I sit up in my bed. I don't mind drama as long as I'm not involved, so I'll just enjoy this a little longer.

The nurse focuses her attention on Gaara.

"Listen you! It's already hard enough being your nurse." She crosses her arms. "Can you stop making my job so difficult! Just stay in your darn room and eat your stupid McFlurryies-"

"Drink, I don't eat them."

"Whatever drink your McFlurries and do as I say! I'm in charge here and you're going to stay put in your room unless told to otherwise. And stop giving me the attitude!"

I gulp. Man she sure gets scary when she's mad.

Gaara lifts and eyebrow and smirks. With one swift motion he grabs the small nurse hat and puts it on his head. Oh no he didn't.

"You've done it now" her face is red of anger.

With the little nurse hat on, he gets all giddy and darts out of the room. She groans loudly and quickly follows. I can hear her calling for back-up on her way out.

Well that went better than expected. No one died.

I roll over on my stomach to grab my phone. 7 am. Are you serious? They couldn't have argued in the hallway? I groan and lazily head to the bathroom. Might as well get cleaned up before my parents come. The minute I reach the bathroom nausea takes over and suddenly I'm vomiting into the toilet bowl. I didn't even eat anything yet! It's all foamy and some weird specs of who knows what escape my mouth. I realize that my all of my muscles are sore. Even the slightest movement makes me wince in pain. I lean on the wall while taking my shower and just hope I make it out in one piece.

I manage to get cleaned up successfully and once I'm out of the bathroom, must have been in there a long time, I see my parents standing in my room arguing with Granny. Seriously, more arguing? Once they notice me wobbling in the doorway my mom rushes over and helps me stand. I smile at her and just nod.

"What's going on?"

My dad looks over at me. His body language is calm and collected, but his eyes are so cold that he could freeze this whole room. I know that look. Whenever he gets mad he stays silent and kills you with his eyes. It's like looking at ice swords, ready to pierce you at every remark. Whatever Granny did was really, and I mean really, bad.

"Well Naruto, it seems that the drugs we have been giving you are not strong enough, and your cancer is getting worse. It's very odd seeing that after Friday's chemo things were going uphill, but then all of a suddenly Monday night, when we read the stats, you were doing a lot worse. We are not sure why this occurred…Naruto you perhaps didn't do anything that could have affected your rates at getting better?"

Shoot they're on to me. I take a deep breath, might as well confess. I mean my parents know when I lie.

"Well I-"

The door to my room flings open.

It's a girl. Her breaths are rigged and there's a soft pink coating her cheeks. She looks scared, horrified maybe. She frazzled hair is light pink, and I can't help but notice how it perfectly frames her face. Her intense green eyes scan the room before landing on Lady Tsunade. Her eyes, they look so, so…sad. In a raspy-panicked voice she coughs out:

"Lady Tsunade please come next door quickly!"

She says this in between breaths. Tears form in the corners of her eyes.

"I am so sorry you three, I must go now. You can leave as of right now. Naruto your parents know the dates for the chemo."

She rushes out of the door following the frazzled pinkette.

Who was that girl?

Once they leave my parents escort me out of the hospital and to the car. During the whole car ride my mom and dad whisper, more like argue, in hushed voices while I pretend to sleep. Man, Granny you really messed up. We arrive at home half an hour later and I feel like I've been away for years. It's still pretty early in the morning so my mom heads to the kitchen to whip up some breakfast and I go to my room to change. I change into a solid black tee-shirt and white sweats. So good to be in some fresh clothes. I rub my temples. Gosh, this headache just doesn't give up. I sit on my bed and lean on my hands.

"Naruto! Come downstairs!"

I'm not even hungry though.

"Coming!"

I sit down and inhale the creamy goodness of my mom's cooking. A fresh stack of pancakes sits in from of me with maple syrup oozing down the sides. Home squeezed orange juice rests to the left of the pancakes, and besides that, sits a healthy serving of cinnamon apple oatmeal. My mom then sits on my left and my dad on my right. I feel my stomach grumble, and for the first time in days, I'm starving. I shove a forkful of pancakes down my throat and almost squeal in joy. I don't feel like puking either!

"Woah, slow down there kiddo!"

My dad chuckles and my mom just sighs.

I can't even respond because I can't stop eating. It feels so good to eat something and not want to throw it all up. My mom pours me some freshly squeezed orange juice and I take a big gulp before taking my plate and putting it in the dishwasher. After that's taken care of I take my seat at the table once more and ask;

"So, what did Granny want this morning?"

My mom pauses for a second and my dad puts his fork down with a little bit more force than necessary. My mom gives my dad a look and she turns to face me.

"Well sweetie, Tsunade was just explaining to us your current situation and all. She says that your chemo is working and your appointments will be every Wednesday and Friday at 3:30, but since you already had chemo done yesterday you will just have to go on Friday this week."

Well it's not like I made the soccer team, so who cares what day I have chemo.

I take a deep long breath and smile at my parents.

"Okay mom. Thanks for breakfast it was delicious! Haven't eaten something that good in days."

My mom smiles.

"Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it Naruto."

I excuse myself and head upstairs. I hear my phone buzzing in my drawer. I check the caller ID.

Kiba? What does he want?

"Hello?"

"Naruto where are you?!"

"I'm at home."

"Sick? Ah well whatever I can't chat long, but I just wanted to let you know we made the soccer team! And varsity too! Practice starts tomorrow after school til 4. See ya then!"

Excuse me?

Wednesday night.

I'm lying in my bed thinking about what went down at practice today. I can't believe Coach Kakashi put me as a goalie. A goalie. I was the best offense on the team last year! I scored so many goals and basically won the championship game for the team, and stupid Kakashi puts me as a goalie. Well at least being a goalie doesn't mean I have to run around a lot. But it was so embarrassing. All of us were practicing and then he just pulled me over. Right in front of the whole team! He told me that my tryouts were very unlike me and that my performance last year was excellent ad so he didn't want to let me off the team. And since my tryout was utter crap, he decided that I should take it easy and be a goalie for a little. Oh and on top of that, I have to somehow go to chemo every Wednesday and Friday after school and still participate in soccer games and practice. I'm pretty much doomed.

I roll over from my thoughts and look at the clock. 12 pm. I should probably sleep I'm exhausted. I turn off my lamp and head to bed with not another thought in my mind.

Friday of the Next Week.

Today's our first soccer game and it's home. I'm pumped. I feel like I'm finally going back to my normal life.

I somehow managed to convince Coach Kakashi to let me leave a little early on Wednesdays and Fridays, so chemo hasn't been an issue.

This morning I made sure to pack my fresh and clean uniform which I self handedly washed so that my parents wouldn't see it. It's such a process to keep this secret. And during school most of my teammates were super excited, especially Kiba. He wouldn't stop talking about how we were going to crush Suna High, but to be honest their team is really bad. I made sure to tell my parents that I'm staying afterschool to do a project, something like that. Most of the team has already left the locker room while I'm here stuck in my thoughts. Man, when did I become so emotional and stuff. Guess this is what dying does to you?

I grab my water bottle and head out the locker room door, time to kick some butt.

On the field both teams begin to warm up and my heart is racing. The majority of the school showed up! There is no way I'm going to let myself screw this up. Cancer or no cancer I'm not going to embarrass myself. The whistle blows and we all jog over to the Coach.

"Okay team. I expect a win and a good game. Good luck to you all. I will let the team captain say a few words."

Team Captain he says. Of course it's Sasuke. Who else would it be? I start to boil in anger. That was my spot last year, the one thing that made me better than Sasuke and of course he took it away.

"Hn. Not much to say, just don't mess up."

For a sophomore he can even intimidate the seniors. How he does it, I don't know.

We all put our hands in the middle of the small circle we formed and shout;

"LET'S GO KONOHA!"

We all head out onto the field. As I head over to the goalie post I can hear Sasuke snicker.

"Hope you get hit pretty hard in the face Naruto, then we won't have to bother having you on this team. What a deadlast."

Kiba awkwardly stands there and Deidara erupts in laughter. I just put my mouth guard in to keep myself from saying a thousand curse words. Poor Kiba has to be a middle with those two. I sigh and look at our team.

We have Shikamaru, Sasori, Juugo, and Suigetsu are playing defense. Itachi, Neji, and Rock Lee are our three strikers, but Sasuke sometimes switches with his older brother. And then there's me, the cancer patient goalie.

The whistle blows and the game begins.

Sasuke wastes no time and snatches the ball. He sprints towards the opposing goal. I take this time to relax a little. As long as the ball is not on our side, it's not my problem. The air is thick with moisture, making my shirt wet in sweat in a matter of minutes. Sasuke still has the ball in his possession. A horrid sound shakes me from my thoughts.

I swear, the noise coming from the bleachers sounds like someone is being murdered. I look over really quick to see what the heck is going on and find Ino and Karin jumping up and down screaming Sasuke's name.

"Come on Sasuke! You can do it!"

Shut up Ino. He has a girlfriend.

"Get a goal for me Sasuke!"

Karin no one even likes you.

I grunt and look away from them. What a nuisance. Sasuke then passes the ball to Kiba for the final strike. Kiba gets control of the ball and kicks it into motion. Time slows as the goalie catches the ball firmly.

A roar of boo's and "Better luck next time" echo's the field. Sasuke looks annoyed. The goalie then releases the ball back into play. Sasuke and Kiba move fast trying to get the ball from the opposing team. The Suna player makes his way past Sasuke by kicking the ball through his feet and sliding in-between them. How that's even possible, I have no idea. Sasuke looks frustrated as he runs after him. Kiba tries to block, but the Suna player whizzes past him. Who even is this kid? I don't remember him from last year. He's short with platinum blonde hair that's cut kind of like mine, just a little shorter. He's swift and seems to have a really good strategy going for him. The rest of his team is practically doing nothing! It's all eyes on him. I get into stance as he pushes his way towards the goal.

Don't mess up Uzumaki.

He comes in close and kicks the ball with immense force. My feet dig into the dirt and I push off with speed. I race towards where the ball is heading and fling myself into the air to keep it from coming into the goal. I extend my hand hoping that I feel the ball bounce off of it, but instead the ball comes in full contact with the side of my face and I'm slammed into the goal post. I hear the short Suna kid shout:

"Dude are you okay?!"

I clutch my head with both of my hands and just lay on the grass trying not to go unconscious. I just give him a simple nod. The headache from earlier is even more intensified now and for some reason all the muscles in my body are aching. I mean, I only hit my head so the pain in my whole body shouldn't be this bad…

Oh no.

I lay there with my eyes wide and my head pulsing. I forgot to take my pills this morning! I was so wrapped up in packing my uniform and extra snacks that I forgot to take my pills. That's why I felt so sick during warm-ups. Darn it, I'm such an idiot.

"Naruto, are you alright?" Kiba says between breaths. He bends down so that I can meet his eyes.

"Y-yeah." I say rubbing my head and beginning to stand up. He grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet.

"Thanks man."

"Yeah no problem. Gotta say, nice save!" He pats my back. I nearly vomit at the contact.

I see the coach running up with an ice pack.

"Naruto, here take this. Go take a seat. I think you're done playing for today. That hit looked like it hurt a lot." Coach Kakashi says shoving the icepack in my hands.

"N-no! I can still play don't worry. It was just a small hit."

If he kicks me off from this game I won't hear the end of it.

"Hn, don't worry Coach. We don't need him on our team." Sasuke smirks from in the field.

"Sasuke you little-" I stop and take a deep breath.

"Coach, just let me play until half time. Please."

Kakashi's eyes look worried but he agrees to let me play.

I stumble back into position.

I pretty much let every goal in and our team is losing 1-5. The girls on the bleachers are snickering at me and booing. Everytime I let a goal pass I hear them shouting:

"Take Naruto off of the team! He's making Sasuke looks bad!"

And to that Sasuke glares at me. I'm pretty much dead.

My headache just keeps getting worse and worse and by the time half time comes around my vision is blurry and I feel like puking. The whole team comes in for a huddle, but I'm unable to stand. I just sit there and listen to what they have to say. Kakashi explains that Deidara will be the goalie and that the team really needs to pull through and work together to win this game. He also puts Choji in Deidara's spot. Once the team huddle is over Kakashi comes and sits next to me.

"Hey Coach." I'm so dizzy I could just fall onto his lap in any given moment.

"Naruto, I need to talk to you about something."

I really feel like passing out please don't talk to me. Coach Kakashi sits next to me.

"Naruto, when I first saw you play I thought, wow I need this kid to play for me. Your tryout was rough this year. The only reason you're not on junior varsity is because last year you were on varsity. You were a star player, one of the best. You really pulled the team together." Coach stops and observes the field. Suigetsu just scored a goal and the crowd goes wild. He waits until the cheering subsides and continues, "Through these three weeks of soccer season, you haven't been improving. Your teammates are getting better and better with each passing day and you're getting left behind. At this rate, I'll have to kick you off the team." He looks at the field, then back at me.

"Either prove me wrong, or go home."

My breathing quickens and I start to panic. I can't get kicked off the team! That's so embarrassing and I'm sure Sasuke will use it against me for the rest of my life. I'll be a humiliation to all of Konoha sports history. I look at Kakashi and then at my own feet. I feel helpless. My own teammates probably hate me for letting so many goals in today, and I'm pretty sure Kakashi is fed up with me. Stupid cancer ruined everything. I take a deep breath and stand up. I should go take my pills and go home, but I do something even better.

"I'm going back in the game." My hands are shaking and I think I'm going delusional.

"No you are not. Not in your current condition, for goodness's sake Naruto you can't even stand!"

Kakashi's voice is stern but I can hear the worry spilling its way into my ears.

I ignore him and put on my goalie equipment. For some reason it seems that my mind is not listening to the pain ripping my body apart. Kakashi calls out to me, but I ignore him. I am not going to be the laughing stock of the school, even if I get myself killed. I stagger out onto the field and even though I'm on the turf while the ball is being played the only thing I can focus on is the goalie net.

"Deidara! Switch with Naruto!"

A small smile of gratitude creeps its way up. Thank goodness Kakashi has some nice in him. When Deidara passes he spits in my face and bumps my shoulder hard enough to make me stumble. It's like he wants to kill me.

"Yah, show Coach that you suck even more."

He laughs at his own joke and runs back to the bleachers. I grit my teeth and run, well wobble, towards the goalie. Everything is blurry and the ringing in my ears only intensifies the headache. I look over at my teammates. Sasuke looks frustrated and is glaring at Kakashi. I'm assuming they are exchanging some sort of unspoken words because Kakashi is shrugging and looking over at me while Sasuke is giving him the death glare. Kiba has the ball right now and is making his way towards the opponent's goal. He kicks, the crowd tenses up, and he scores. The girls erupt in screams, but root for the wrong player as they scream Sasuke's name. Ino is practically drooling when Sasuke wipes his brow with the bottom of his shirt. Karin is taking pictures, and I'm pretty sure there are over one thousand because her thumb is moving faster than the speed of light. Poor Kiba won't get his share of fame from the girls, but at least the guys on the team all dog pile him and are patting his back and ruffling his hair. Good for him. He looks over at me and I give him a big, well as big as I can make it, smile and a thumbs up. He returns the smile and then gets back into position.

The whistle blows and the ball is put into play. The short Suna kid gets the ball and is coming for the goal at full speed. He manages to get past our defense, but my vision is so blurry and delayed that he manages to score an easy goal. My reaction is delayed and so I just end up swatting air. I hear boos coming from the stands, especially from the girls.

"What is Naruto doing back on the team?!"

"Take him out! He's going to make Konoha lose!"

Ino and Karin both screech at the top of their lungs and start booing. And soon enough most of the people on the bleachers are booing, and when I spot Hinata doing the same I'm immediately ashamed and my breath catches in my throat. She's here? Well no duh, Sasuke is her boyfriend, but still… I just made a complete fool of myself! I'm about to kill the Suna kid when I look up and see that the ball is in play again, must be the ringing that is clogging up my hearing. My palms are sweaty and my whole body is shaking. I just want to curl up and die. This whole day has been awful. I forgot to take my pills this morning, I have no ride home (meaning I have to drive myself in the current state I'm in), my crush is booing at me, and I'm pretty sure this is my last soccer game. The fourth quarter is a complete mess. I end up getting hit in the neck and I'm unable to breath for a few minutes, obviously I don't make a scene, and our team loses 3-7. And the worst part, it's all my fault.

Author's Note: Hey y'all! Hopefully this chapter was okay, and I apologize if there is anything wrong with the soccer part. I don't personally play soccer so I don't know much about it. I had help from my friend, but maybe he didn't explain it well, or something. Please don't be too harsh on me about that! Also, for those of you waiting for Sakura, she will be making an appearance in the next chapter! Not just as the girl who runs in asking for Tsunade. XD (The narusaku relationship will be progressing I'm not going to make it a love at first sight type of thing.) I just hope you guys will like where I'm going to go with this story! (: Thanks so much for all of the support, you guys rock! Reviews and follows help soo much, so i'm really appreciating all of them! Well, that's all for now...toodles~