Matsuri's POV
He takes a big slurp, which only thickens the awkward silence. Shuffling around in the torn up booth I think of why I even agreed to come on this "date" with Gaara.
He's a mental patient, not my prince in shining armor!
"You gonna drink that?" He asks, eyeing my McFlurry.
"Yes..?" I question, grabbing my drink and taking a sip incase he decides to snatch it from me.
He smirks at me and relaxes in his seat.
And that's about all that happens. I finish my drink and don't dare to look at him because he won't stop staring at me. His bright teal eyes intently scanning me, and gosh it just doesn't feel right.
Why did I even agree to come? I wasn't feeling butterflies back there, I was nervous because I was going on a date with a serial killer, a complete nut job! Any normal girl would be nervous. Any normal girl would run for her life and never come back.
And to be completely honest, I think the only reason I came was to make sure he came back to the hospital in one piece.
Yeah, that's exactly why I came. I don't have feelings for Gaara…I just have to care for him because he's my patient.
Standing up, I decide it's about time to go home.
"Gaara, this was nice but I think we should both be heading back to the hospital. It is getting late." I say, eyeing the clock.
He gives me a confused look.
"Wait, it's only been about ten minutes. Shouldn't dates be longer, or are they usually this short?" He asks rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I'm not really good at this stuff." He mumbles awkwardly, fiddling with his fingers.
Sighing, I tug on the sleeve of his jacket. "Come on, let's just go I need to visit a few more patients before heading home." I give him a sweet smile, and notice his features soften.
He sighs, but decides against fighting, and grabs his car keys.
"Okay, let's go."
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Sakura's POV
The sound of nurses exchanging a hushed conversation and the sound of a heart monitor beeping wakes me from my slumber.
I open my emerald eyes, move my stiff fingers, and take in a deep breath.
And then reality sinks in yet again.
I shoot up from my bed, my head immediately feeling foggy after the sudden outburst, but I ignore the pain and look at the nurses.
They have a shocked expression playing on their faces.
"Naruto how is he?! Was I the right match?" I ask, excitement and worry seeping into my hoarse voice.
"Sakura, please calm down you shouldn't be running around." The nurse says sweetly, grabbing my hand and leading me back to the bed. She sits me down and gently takes the cup of water into her hands.
"Drink this."
I bring the cup to my lips and let the cool liquid heal my sore throat.
"Thank you."
I hand her back the cup and she places it back on the side table.
"How is he?" I ask, my eyes pleading for an answer.
A small smile tugs on the woman's lips.
"He's doing okay." The nurse answers, not looking me in the eyes. Judging from her tone I can automatically tell she's hiding some information from me.
"What are you not telling me?" I probe, grabbing the nurse's hand so that she looks at me.
She gives my hand a tight squeeze.
"He's undergoing his last surgery right now. We found a match," I smile and feel myself getting giddy.
"But," The nurse continues, trying her best to keep a soft voice.
"But?" I ask, my spirit shattering.
"Given his condition, he may not come out of surgery alive." She finishes, tears glazing her eyes.
"He might…die?" I choke out, feeling my whole body turn numb.
The sweet nurse only nods, tightly holding my fragile hand.
Die…he might die.
"I need to get some fresh air." I mutter, pushing away from the nurse hastily and rushing towards the door.
"Sakura you just got out of surgery! You can't-"
I let the door shut behind me, along with the persistent cries from the pleading nurse. My vision becomes cloudy as I stumble along in the hallways. The lights flicker, the tiled floor chills my bare feet, and the thoughts of death haze my foggy mind. My hair is clinging to my moist neck, I can feel my body numbing with each step I take, and the worst part of all; my heart is completely broken.
I couldn't save him, even if I was the right match he's going to die.
"No, no, no." I mutter furiously, clutching the sides of my head in frustration and pulling at my hair. Losing my balanced footing, I stumble over and fall onto my knees.
He's in surgery, he might not make it, oh my gosh he might not make it.
Hot tears make their way down my cheeks. I hiccup and cry out like a child, burying my soggy face into my hands.
"Sakura?" A sweet feminine voice asks, causing me to look up.
"K-Kushina." I stutter, sniffling up some snot and wiping my puffy eyes.
Our eyes meet, and I can tell she's just as exhausted, confused, and frustrated as I am. She looks like a mother whose about to lose her only son. The look of strain and agony on her features breaks me, and I curl up and cry even harder.
"Oh honey, come here." She says lovingly, kneeling down on the cool tiled floor while wrapping an arm around my shaking shoulders. I lean against her, sobbing into her shirt.
"Shh, everything will be okay." She says her voice breaking slightly. She pets my tangled hair as we both kneel on the uncomfortable floor. Her comfort reminds me so much of my mother's it only makes me cry harder.
There are too many things in my life that make me cry. Why can't life be happy?
I've lost everyone, absolutely everybody who I once cared about. And now I'm going to lose Naruto. First it was my father, he broke our small happy family, caused me to suffer, to cry and have nightmares until…well I still cry over it sometimes. Then it was my mother, who even until her last day couldn't remember me. And now I'm going to lose the one person who brought back all the love and happiness I had lost with my mother and father.
It's like once someone is with me, or attached to me, they leave.
I've lost everyone and
I won't let the world take him from me; no I have to have hope.
Slowly, I sniffle up the rest of my tears and pull away from Kushina's loving embrace. Embarrassed that I soaked up her shirt, I wipe my eyes and apologize bowing my head.
"I-I'm so sorry for that, I didn't mean to get your shirt all wet!"
She only laughs, a sweet and lighthearted laugh that is so much like Naruto's it jabs my heart.
"Don't worry about it, it's just a shirt." She says, waving the situation off and helping me to my feet.
"Thank you, for that." I say, once I'm on my feet and dusting off my hospital gown. She only smiles softly and squeezes my shoulder with affection.
"Come on, he's almost out of surgery." Kushina whispers her eyes turning sad, as if mentioning the surgery is some sort of taboo, and I follow her to the operating room of a certain blonde.
Coming around the corner, I watch as Kushina leaves my side and heads over to her husband. He's leaning on the wall, staring off into nothing his eyes dull and tired, and tapping his foot furiously against the tiled floor.
"Honey…" She whispers something more, taking his hand softly in hers. Her warmth breaks his train of thought and he smiles down at his wife. I notice that there are tears staining his cheeks, and it looks as if he hasn't slept for days. His eyes pass her to look at me.
"Sakura…" He murmurs, noticing I'm on the verge of crying, and gives me a comforting glance. Kushina gives me a soft smile and rests her head on his shoulder. They whisper some things back and forth, exchanging glances and biting their lips.
I sit down on the nasty green chair lodged outside of the room, and avert my gaze from the stressed couple.
Folding my hands and resting them in my lap, I lean my head against the wall and let the fresh tears escape my emerald orbs.
He's just a room away, on the verge of death. The thought sends a wave of sorrow over me and immediately the tears flow like never before. They sting my eyes, cause my feeble shoulders to shudder, and the ache in my heart only gets bigger.
The lights flicker, the stench of medicine causes my nose to scrunch, and the constant beeping of a familiar heart monitor rings in my ears from the operating room.
The steady beat of his heart.
I manage to mumble something, it bubbles out of my mouth containing more confidence then I even thought I had,
"You're going to be okay."
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AN: Sorry for the short chapter, I'm just so exhausted with school and it's got me in a crappy mood. (ik ik no excuses but i can't seem to write when I'm in a bad mood...AH DARN U SCHOOL WITH YOUR BLOODY TESTS AND HOMEWORK *goesintodinomode*) Well, I hope this chapter was okay I'm not entirely satisfied with it but I felt like I owed it to all of you to upload something. I apologize if you don't like it...please don't kill me.
And awwwww for the Kushina and Sakura moment. I LOVE THEM. So I know I never had her and naruto's parents introduced but like let's just say Naruto talked NONSTOP about her during car rides to chemo and stuff so that's how they know her and ish. lol i probably should have written that but HEY this is my first fic so like it takes time to learn from my mistakes...right? :D
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