Chapter 8- Rejected (1)
A/N- This is the first part of the chapter and is really kindof a teaser! Big thanks to my ever faithful Beta Crossxavier who always is there to make sure everything makes sense! Anyway please read and review! Enjoy :D
Disclaimer - I don't own Naruto! And trying doesn't help!
(Sakura's P.O.V)
After waking from my reverie I stared mutely around the hospital waiting room wishing that someone, anyone, would let me in to see my team mate. I know that I was the one that did the damage but only Tsunade and he knew that. My attention was diverted from the battleship grey walls when I heard the creak of Naruto's door opening, as if she read my mind a nurse whose name evaded me nodded in my direction.
"Finally!" I mutter jumping up from my plastic makeshift bed and stretching out my abused limbs. Hearing a satisfying series of pops I ambled to the hospital room door and peeked at my long awaited prize.
Walking across the room I couldn't help but admire the sleeping form of my teammate. The whiskers that adorn his cheeks rise and fall as he breathes in and out. Deep and steady, the breaths show another aspect of his light slumber. Sighing I sat on the equally hard and uncomfortable plastic chair at his bedside and stared at his sleeping form while I caressed the violet bruise now beginning to appear at the top of his eye and held his calloused right hand.
I watched for a long time and admired my handsome teammate while whispering apology after apology even though I knew it wouldn't help me or get through to him. I just have to wait until he wakes up.
Struck by an amazing idea I left the hospital room and ran as fast as I was able through the streets of Konoha and stopped with a skid outside my destination: Ichiraku Ramen.
After my little outdoor escapade I re-entered my new home, Naruto's hospital room. Walking in quietly and softly closing the door I was surprised to find the patient sitting up and doing well with a barrage of visitors crowded around his bed. I bowed at everyone and stood behind Kiba, trying to catch Naruto's eye.
He was laughing and joking with Shikamaru; smiling and looking at everyone with his bright baby blues. Looking into his eyes, you could see the smile didn't reach that far. It was strained, forced.
I stood in silence and waited for the crowd of rowdy ninjas to leave, they began to slowly disperse, leaving just Kurenai's team with me in Naruto's room. Kiba continued to shout at Naruto and get him all riled up. Shino, like me, stood in silence and Hinata just stared at me with a knowing look in her eyes.
"U-u-um Na-Naruto-kun?" Hinata said shyly, a mad scarlet blush creeping its way across her features as she fidgeted with her fingers.
"Yeah," Naruto replied turning his attention to her. This made me wonder if Hinata was planning on inventing a new shade of red as she kept blushing more and more every second Naruto's gaze was set on her.
She made a few incoherent noises and then took a shaky breath before managing to softly mumble, "We have to m-m-meet K-k-k-kurenai-sensei for a-a-a mission b-briefing."
Kiba looked at her with a puzzled expression before realisation dawned on him and he looked back at me then removed himself from the sick boy's bed while grabbing him for a manly hug.
"Get well soon idiot!" Kiba said brightly taking Hinata's hand causing her to blush for the third time and splutter something that sounded like goodbye to Naruto before she was forcibly removed the room. Shino just nodded and left the room quietly.
Stepping the last few steps to Naruto's bed I placed the package in front of him and sat in the plastic chair while watching his freshly bandaged arms creep towards the package.
"I brought you some lunch," I said weakly, eyes downcast, not knowing what to say to him.
"I'm not hungry," he replied flatly. His fake smile had disappeared and he pushed the package back towards me. I looked on in disbelief as he folded his muscle bulging arms and gave me a light scowl.
"Sakura," he almost growled the name.
"I would appreciate it if you could leave. I'm getting tired and granny says I need my rest," he concluded, sliding down in the bed and pulling the covers up to his chin and ignoring me completely.
I sat for a minute in disbelief and rose mutely from the chair. I opened my mouth again and said "It's ramen you know, extra large pork miso."
When he didn't respond I walked around to the other side of the bed and took another deep breath before asking, "Naruto Uzumaki, would you like to go to Ichiraku Ramen with me? I mean when you get better."
He turned to me this time and stared coldly into my eyes and gave a sneer worthy of Sasuke, "No."
" I think we were just rejected!" My inner-self screeched incredulously.