It had been two days since I'd last seen Sakura. The only things keeping me company have been my annoying heart monitor, and my limitless dreams. I remember waking up one morning overhearing a conversation that turned my blood cold.

It went a little like this:

FLASHBACK

"Tsunade, you have got to be kidding me." My father's voice echoes in my ears, his voice sharp and unforgiving.

I peak my tired eyes open, only to see my father standing, his jaw clenched, hands bawled up in tight fists, and his eyes cold and fixated on the blonde doctor.

Her eyes have a reflection of sadness, glazed with unshed tears.

"I'm sorry Minato, Kushina, but finding a perfect donor is much more difficult then one would ever imagine. I just can't find one for Naruto. I'm sorry, I've tried everything possible, it's just too late." She mutters out in one breath, not daring to look my parents in the eyes.

My mother gasps, her hand flinging to her lips as tears form in her eyes. I feel my blood turn cold as I realize that I am truly dying.

But, why am I not afraid?

My father starts lashing out, completely ignoring the fact that I'm "sleeping" and soon enough I drift to sleep, the word death ringing in my ears.

Funny how it can be my last lullaby.

END OF FLASHBACK

And now I am currently lying in my bed, letting the machine that is hooked up to my body keep me alive. I feel nothing, it's as if my bones and muscles have turned to mush. I feel no pain, yet my heart is breaking at every moment.

My parents are never able to keep a smile on their face anymore. My "friends" haven't reached out to me, not once.

It's like their afraid a simple text or call will burden them with my disease. With my death.

I tried to talk to my parents about my funeral, but my mom started bawling and my dad gave me a sharp look to shut up.

So I did.

My mind keeps lingering back to Sakura. Her kisses, her skin, her breath, her scent, everything about her make me want to hold her, to see her. It's been two days and I miss her like crazy. After hearing the news about her mother's death I've been longing to comfort her, but I can't even get up to go find her, I'm completely useless and I hate it. Who am I kidding, I can barely keep my eyes open!

"Naruto, how are you feeling honey?" My mother asks, opening the door to my room, crashing into my thoughts as they ripple through my mind.

"Great." I mumble, opening my eyes slightly.

She gives me a small smile, her eyes numb and already filling up with tears. My father trails behind her, holding a cup of coffee. He scans me up and down, gives me one of those smiles that reassure him more than me, and then sits down to my right placing the cup down and grabbing my feeble hand in his strong one. My mother puts her hand over my fathers and looks down, tears staining her jeans.

No words are exchanged, because honestly what is there to say?

I'm on my deathbed. I will die here, and it could be any day now. My body is already so weak. Caving in and breaking down until it's just a blob of mush, or at least it feels like it.

I haven't eaten for days, I haven't slept, worst of all I haven't heard from Sakura.

And it's killing me.

Literally.

Sakura's POV

"Mother…" I trail, trying to keep my shuddering voice even.

I set down a bouquet of flowers on the cold stone and feel a single tear caress my cheek.

It's been two days since her death, and I miss her more and more each day. I've been missing her for months, but now that she's actually gone I feel even more at loss. Before I could actually see her, touch her weak and crumbling hands, talk with her even though she was oblivious to whom I actually was. But, now she's buried six feet under the ground, her gentle voice no longer able to reach my eager ears, her soft and light hearted laugh never to make me all warm and fuzzy inside ever again.

I duck my head, letting my soft pink hair fall onto my face, and cry. I cry like a child, a little child that just wants to see their mother. Because right now, I am one.

"I l-love y-you m-mommy." I whisper, my voice muffled. I look up and stare at the gravestone wishing that this wasn't the cruel fate the world laid upon me.

"I couldn't even do anything to help you, to help anyone. I'm completely useless…I'm so sorry." My voice cracks along with my body as I crumble to the rough earthy ground.

My life is a complete disaster.

My father left me and my mother for dead, my aunt is cruel and doesn't love me, I have no mom now, and…and…

My eyes widen, and my tears rest on my cheek. There is one thing this world has given me…one thing I will not let it take away.

"Naruto…" I whisper, and suddenly feel every muscle in my body turn to jelly.

"Naruto!" I shout out, shooting up from my crouched position.

"Crap, Mom I have to go, I love you so much I promise to be back!" I exclaim to my deceased mother and pivot on my heel darting towards my car.

I speed off, praying to my mother to watch over me.

At the hospital

"Tsunade-sama!" I exclaim taking in quick and staggered breaths as I catch the attention of the gloomy doctor whose about to enter the room of a certain blonde.

"Sakura, what are you doing here?" She asks, holding the doorknob to Naruto's room.

"Donate…now….please. "I say, my words coming out in a jumble.

"Slow, down Sakura. What's going on? Donate what?" She asks raising a brow and putting a steady hand on my shaking shoulder.

I inhale a sharp breath, readying myself.

"I want to be a bone marrow donor for Naruto Uzumaki."

Her face falls, her eyes turning so sad that I swear it makes me want to cry.

"Sakura…it's too late, Naruto is already so sick…I just don't think he'll ma-"

"Please, Tsunade-sama. Let me try, please." I say, my voice shaky as I stare into her saddened eyes.

She lets out a breath and pinches the bridge of her nose with her fingers. She turns around, and my heart shatters.

She's not going to let me donate, that means Naruto will…will….

"Matsuri!" She barks out, as the brunette squeals from the far end of the hall.

"Yes m'am!" She calls out; her posture fixing and I notice Gaara is trailing behind her completely annoyed. He lets out a loud and obnoxious breath.

"Can we just go?" I hear him say, as he crosses her arms over his chest and glares at Tsunade and I.

"Set up a room for Miss Haruno, do it quickly."

My heart flutters in my chest.

Don't die on me just yet Naruto, you better not you baka.

AN: Wow, you guys I'm so sorry for neglecting this story! I've been so busy, with school sports and etc. Also I've had a terrible writers block with this story, but today I checked my PM box and saw that someone has written to me saying that they miss this story and I turned on some music "Habits by Luke Conrad" (omg check it out if you haven't it AMAZING.) and then I wrote this so...voila! I hope you like it, next chapter will include Sakura's bone marrow results and Naruto's condition some more. I'll add some fluff and stuff but I'm thinking that we are very close to the end with this story...or if you guys want me to make it longer idk I'll ask you once the "final" or maybe not final chapter comes out which will be in 1 or 2 more chapters depending on how long I make them. I'm not entirely sure yet considering my struggle with writing something decent with this story. Idk I feel as if my writing is lacking something these days and it's really discouraging. I just hope this chapter is okay, please don't kill me for not updating as often as I should! I'm trying to get better at it... ;u;

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Until next chapter, toodles~