*This one-shot has NO relation to any others here!
Both fists were clenched tightly at her side, practically begging to be swung at something. An actual person may be better, though. The pink-haired kunoichi was standing in front of the hospital's front desk, staring down the older woman behind it.
"I'm sorry, Sakura, but I can't allow you to visit the Uchiha boy at the moment." the other woman murmured, wringing her hands in front of her.
"Please, it'll only take a minute! I just want to see how he is doing." Sakura pleaded, resting her still-closed fists on the edge of the desk. The woman's lips pressed together until they were only a thin line, wrinkles appearing on her forehead as she thought.
"Alright," she finally replied, "but only for a minute. He isn't in the best of shape at the moment."
Sakura nodded, her expression not changing once as she turned on her heel down the long hall. The nervous girl had already visited him earlier on in the day, but he had been unconscious at the time. She could only sit on a small chair by his bed, wishing desperately for his quick recovery. Now she must get answers from the boy about what had happened. About what had caused him to lose his guard when on their latest mission only a few days ago. Sasuke was usually more careful than that. He could have avoided the rouge ninja's attack, yet seemed pretty eager to get in its way. Sakura then shook those thoughts away. His health was more important at the moment. She could always just ask later on.
It didn't seem all that long before his door was only a few feet away, looming in front of her. Sakura took a deep breath and pulled it open, the door squeaking a little in the process. A raven-haired boy lay before her with so many bandages wrapped around his body that she almost didn't recognize him. Some covered pretty much most of his arms as well as his hands, which were resting in plain view on top of the bed's sheets. As for the rest of the body, his loose white shirt was still on, only showing a small view of the bandages wrapped around his chest. A few minor burns were scattered across his forehead. Sakura then took notice of his closed eyes. He must have fallen back asleep.
Without hesitating, she headed towards the seat she had sat in before, still in the same spot that it was left in last time. Sakura clutched her hands together with them resting in her lap. Her eyes had continued to stay on the Uchiha in front of her, never wavering to something else in the room. There wasn't much to look at, anyway. It was pretty much bare except for the bed-stand nearby. The windows were drawn shut, no outside light being let in. The two could have been completely alone in their own little world if she let her mind drift away enough. Sakura's eyes eventually moved away from his face, down his body, and to his damaged hands. These were the hands that had protected her from what befell Sasuke now. She could have been the one laying in the bed, fighting harsh burns like he was.
Sakura's jaw clenched tight as she fought back tears threatening to spill at any moment. She had cried enough up to that point. It wouldn't help anything at all if she let the waterworks happen then. Teeth found her bottom lip as she bit down, looking away from Sasuke and at her sandles, which had some strips of grass peaking out from underneath. At that moment a rustle came from behind her bangs, which hung down in front of her eyes. The troubled girl still didn't move, though, thinking that she had just imagined the sound.
"Hn." a deep voice grumbled which was followed with some more ruffling of the sheets, "What are you doing here, Sakura?" the voice continued to speak, the question obviously directed towards her. She just shut her eyes, hands starting to shake as a few seconds passed with silence. It came as a shock when graceful fingers pushed aside her pink strands of hair, revealing tear-brimmed eyes to Sasuke. A sigh escaped his lips, Sakura almost feeling his gaze burning down on her. He must have thought how weak she was being, how useless to him. Her mouth opened, as if to say something, but only a soft whimper rose from her throat, nearing a was only seconds after that the tears began to fall, running down her cheeks and dripping off her jaw.
"Sakura..?" Sasuke murmured, confused by her sudden breakdown. He leaned toward her, wincing at his burns brushing against the bandages. One of his hands rested on her shoulder while the other placed a finger under her chin, lifting it up into full view.
"Theres no need to cry, you know. Its... annoying." a smirk spread across his face as he said those last few words, remembering the first time he had said something similar to that quite a while ago. Sakura furrowed her brow, tears still continuing to fall.
"Why did you do this?" she asked, gently grabbing the one hand under her chin with her own, holding it palms-up, "Why did you jump in front of me, in front of that attack? Were you thinking at all when you did that?"
"Of course I was thinking! I was just trying to-"
"Trying to what, Sasuke? Kill yourself?" Sakura asked, the questions coming out harsher than she had meant to.
"No, I was trying to protect you, Sakura."
"But why? I could have dealt with it myself."
Sasuke then just went silent, looking down at their hands. He gently placed his other hand on top of theirs, clutching hers tight. A flinch jerked his hands, but he still hung on to hers.
"I... don't know, Sakura. One moment I was just standing there and the other I found myself running towards you. All I could think of was to not let you get hurt, even if I got injured in the process." a frown then settled on his face, seeming to be deeply concentrated on their entwined fingers, "I wish I could explain better."
"Your eyes say it all." she sniffed, wiping some of the tears away with the back of her other hand. Sasuke just looked at her, a confused expression on his face. What did she mean by that?
"What is that supposed to mean?" the puzzled boy asked, his eyes narrowing at the now smiling girl.
"See?" Sakura said, lifting a hand to brush against the small wrinkles forming at the edge of his eyes, "You're an open book when it comes to your eyes. Well, at least to me you are." Sasuke just let the side of his face rest against her hand, closing his eyes and breathing in her perfume. Cherryblossoms. It described her perfectly, especially because of the outrageous color of her hair.
"Yeah yeah yeah." he murmured, opening his eyes to see her green ones looking back at him. Silence then followed, neither of them saying a word. What could they say? Well, maybe talking wasn't really needed. Sasuke started leaning toward the kunoichi, her mirroring his movement. He paused just before their lips would meet to look over her face once more. Perhaps seeing if she approved being that close to him? Sakura's eyes were wide, curious on what he was going to do next. He then smirked, bringing their lips together. It took only a few seconds for them to start moving in sync. Sasuke's fingers somehow found themselves on the back of her neck, his other hand cupping the side of her face while her own snaked around his neck, bringing themselves closer to one another.
Sakura playfully bit his bottom lip, causing him to let out a 'Hn' of annoyance. She just smiled in response before letting their lips come back together. Their kiss gradually deepened, the Uchiha's fingers running through her hair. Her hands lowered from his neck and to his bandaged chest, brushing her fingers along the wrap. She felt his muscles tense under her touch. Oh right... his burns. With one last peck on his cheek, she backed away from the bed and escaped from his warm embrace.
Sakura then only stood there with her back to him, thinking of what had just happened. A blush started creeping up her neck and rather quickly reached her cheeks. Why didn't he just push her away? Wait, he was the one who leaned in first. Maybe it was his injuries that caused him to not think straight. Yes, that was a possibility. Could he have been thinking straight and actually wanted to kiss her? The thought only caused more color to come to her face, her skin feeling like it was on fire.
"Sakura...?" she heard him murmur, a questioning tone in his voice. Sakura just turned around, a small smile on her still blushing face.
"You're still injured, Sasuke. We can't do too much with those burns of yours." Her hands were resting on the back of the chair as she spoke. He just grimaced as he layed back against the pillows, looking back at her.
"I could handle it. I've been through much worse." the stubborn boy sighed, closing his eyes.
"If you say so." she mused, pushing the chair over to a wall before walking back over to the bed, "I better leave before the woman at the desk starts getting suspicious."
"Why should she be suspicious?"
"I think you can figure that out yourself."
"Hn."
Sakura chuckled, laying her hand gently on his shoulder, "Make sure to do everything they say. We all want you out of here very soon." She leaned down to give him a quick kiss on his forehead, hearing him once again grunt,
"Hn."
Sakura just smiled, shaking her head as she walked over to the door. One last wave over her shoulder and the pink-haired kunoichi was gone, leaving the boy behind to question what had just happened.