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Chapter 3The dark haired boy walked through the house and stood before a door. It opened and his whole body was paralysed. He had dreamt of it a hundred times: The corpse of his dead parents laid on the floor.
'Oka-san! Oto san!'
This feeling, he knew it too well: The lost of precious ones. It had haunted him since he was a child. He thought that it would cease since Uchiha Itachi was dead, but he couldn't stop reminscing about the tragedy.
'Sasuke...'
Sasuke was surprised, his mind returned in the dark street with Sakura on his back. Sasuke didn't understand what happened, but he decided to put it aside, he had to find a place for Sakura.
'I thought you would never come back.' She was talking in her sleep, 'Am I too stupid to think that I can change someone's life?'
His expression softenned. 'You must never drink again.' whispered Sasuke to the girl. Sakura agreed by returning to sleep.
The Uchiha was walking around while carrying the pinkette girl. He didn't knew for how long, but Sakura was still sleeping. He decided to go home. While the boy was seeking for his keys, the grip around Sasuke's neck tightened.
'Oi! Sakura!'
'WHAT!?'
'...'
'LET ME OFF!'
'Could you stop!? You will wake up the whole building!'
'Why was I on your back?' asked Sakura when her feet reached the ground.
'You don't remember?'
'No. I only remember that I dragged you into a bar and... that's it.'
'She definitly drank too much,' thought Sasuke, 'So you don't remember about screaming and collapsing to the floor?'
'I did that?' asked the girl innoncently. Sasuke didn't reply and entered in his apartement and the kunoichi followed him.
'Since you are here, you can use my bedroom.'
'What?' said Sakura, but Sasuke left already.
Sakura walked through the small appartement.
'Already 12:00 am...' The kunoichi managed to find Sasuke's room and without bothering to change clothes, she fell asleep on the bed the instant she found it.
Sasuke returned to the street corner where he had this vision. He wondered why he remembered the tragedy. Of course it had haunt him everyday, but why? Why did he remember it while he was carrying Sakura? Was it because he was worried about Sakura? Because he thought he was about to lose a precious one? No. He didn't think so. He was sure something else forced him to reminisce about the Uchiha massacre.
'I came to myself when Sakura talked in her sleep... Genjutsu?'
The instant he spoke these words, a kunai was thrown. It stabed Sasuke's left arm, and the kunai returned from where it came, as if someone was controlling the kunai with chakra string.
'Who's there?' No one answered, but noise could be heard from the other side of the street. Someone was running and was probably far away from him. Probably a shinobi.
'Tsk...' Sasuke was losing a lot of blood and it was flowing to the ground while he was walking.
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It was already morning. Sakura pulled out the blanket when she saw Sasuke.
'Oha- SASUKE!' Sasuke's eyes widenned. He didn't expect her to be awake.
'YOUR LEFT ARM !' His left arm was wrapped in a white tissu covered with blood.
'You are annoying.'
'Your arm! Sasuke, did you fight?'
Sasuke didn't spoke. Should he tell her? That someone, from nowhere, thrown a kunai and pulled it out the moment it had stabbed him? No, he was too ashame.
'It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it. At least, let me check your arm,' said the medic ninja.
She gently took his arm and examined it. The cut was deep, she had to disinfect it first.
'You don't have to do this' said Sasuke.
'Well, I slept here, this is the least I can do,' stated Sakura with a warm smile. Sasuke turned away, blushing. 'Do as you wish.' He sat on the couch and Sakura sat beside him.
Light blue chakra emerged from her palm and she focused it on the wound. The boy was amazed and he wondered how much Sakura changed. The Sakura he knew was a crybaby and was always following him. Also, she never raised her voice on him. Not until yesterday.
I hate you, Uchiha Sasuke!
'Should I believe it?'
'You said something Sasuke?' asked Sakura. Sasuke noticed he had spoke aloud. 'NO! No...Sakura, sorry.'
She resumes her work. Sasuke knew that if it was the old Sakura who would be treating him, she would be giggling and blushing hard. But the Sakura who was in front of him didn't do any of these. She was concentrated and nothing could bother her, not even Uchiha Sasuke, her first love.
'I'm done!' said a sastified Sakura a few minutes later. 'Sasuke?'
He was sleeping and he didn't react when she was done. Sakura woke him up.
'Too tired, nee?'
'Oh... Thank you.'
'No problem.' Sakura stood and walked to the door.
'Leaving already?' asked Sasuke.
'What? You want me to stay here forever? Don't be silly.'
'Well... I'm wounded, you don't want to take care of me?' Sasuke didn't think of anything and these words came out on their own.
Sakura raised an eyebrow and she walked to him quickly. She putted a hand on his forehead.
'You don't have a fewer.'
'Of course not!' hissed Sasuke. He pushed her hand away, he was blushing. She laughed.
Her laugh was sweet and pure. Sasuke couldn't help it and smile. It has been awhile he didn't smile that way, which to his surprise, made him feel good.
Both of them ate their breakfeast and Sakura left. She had to attend a training with her shishou. Sasuke, finally alone, lay on the couch. He was about to fall asleep as he heard noises. Quickly, he stood up and waited behind his door, ready to attack.
'Maybe it's the genjutsu user?' thought Sasuke.
But the young shinobi couldn't make a move, he collapsed to the floor. A gas filled his appartement, some masked men came in and took him away.
