Chapter Eight
A great array of noise was the first thing Sakura received as she walked in to see the small body of Cara lying on the white bed, looking so fragile that it tugged at her heart. Next was the shouting of her previous teacher telling the surrounding 'nurses' to pass her some towel, to get more water, or to swab at her forehead so her perspiration wouldn't contaminate the patient.
With a body possessed Sakura walked forwards taking the bowl of water from a passing villager who looked as if she had no idea what she was doing and stood beside Tsunade placing her own smaller, less callused hands opposite Tsunade's and looked up to her mentor. Tsunade looked shocked as her hands stopped glowing blue for the moment before she began telling Sakura to get out and use whatever energy she had to heal herself. Sakura just smiled and shut her eyes, her face passive as she let whatever energy she had left sift through her finger tips into the open wound on Cara's back, her hands glowing green as she moved her hands slowly and silently, healing the deep tissue that had been ripped apart by the Airan's claws.
Tsunade looked at her for a moment longer before sighing at her student's stubbornness and let a small smile of her own grace her face as she too concentrated on healing the small girls' broken body.
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It wasn't until 7 hours later, and few breaks for Sakura to get past the dizzy spells, that Cara was on her way to recovery, with only a few scratches and three claw-like scars marring her back, from the shoulder to the hip. Sakura was currently sitting propped up against the wall to the right of Cara's bed with her eyes half shut as she panted in exhaustion whilst Tsunade sat slumped forwards in a wooden chair to the left of the bed, her eyes never leaving Cara's barely breathing body, just watching as the little's girls just-broken organs working overtime to help pump more blood and oxygen around the body, especially to the heart.
"She looks so peaceful," Sakura spoke, surprisingly not speaking in their native language, but in the language that Shikamaru had taught them from the time when Sakura stumbled across him lying half dead on a broken wooden plank, most likely from the ship he was on before it disappeared.
"Yes… she does. You wouldn't think that we had just been in here for more than 7 hours trying to make sure she would live." Tsunade dropped her head, her tight brown dress hugging her wide hips as she stood up on shaky legs and walked towards the doorway, glancing down at Sakura as she passed. "You took too great a chance in helping me Sakura, and you not it… but thankyou." And with that she walked out, across the rickety open bridge towards her quarters to get some sleep before she would have to face the consequences of what had happened nearly 12 hours ago now.
Sakura stood slowly, trying to stop the world from spinning and blacking out as she wobbled towards Cara's bed, dropping herself down next to the little girl and curling around her to keep her warm and to reassure herself that she was indeed there and alive. With quiet sobs Sakura cradled her sister to her chest and cried herself to sleep, the exhaustion finally taking hold of her as she slipped into oblivion, unaware of the brown eyes that watched from the doorway, filled with sadness before disappearing into the shadows of the night.
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Short, but I wanted to update. No one is reviewing anymore so I don't really know if anyone is reading it anymore… :S Even just a quick word would reassure me guys. Thanks. XD