(A/N): Sakura's part is in italics. Sakura and Sasuke are about sixteen/seventeen. Sakura has just been at the hospital a lot longer than Sasuke, apparently most of her life, since she set fire to her house and killed her parents when she was young, about ten years old. Sasuke has only been at the hospital for a couple of months. Also, I'm sorry about the comma mistake. It's a habit. I've tried to fix it so it'll probably not be in this chapter. This is the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Sasuke sat in the corner of his padded cell with his head in his hands. He gripped his raven hair. He hadn't moved since they brought him there three hours ago. He didn't want to think about Sakura so, of course, she was the only thing on his mind. He kept on remembering the way she had stopped him at his most self-destructive moment. He kept on thinking about how he needed her to make himself feel sane. He thought that maybe, just maybe, she could drive him sane.
Why did she have to die?
He heard the door open and looked up. He saw Tsunade walk into his cell with a grim expression on her face. She looked like she wanted to apologise to him for some reason.
"Where is she?" He snapped. His voice was hoarse.
"Sasuke, we've already told you. She's dead. Remember?" She said sadly.
"I don't… I don't believe you," He said suddenly. He wasn't entirely sure wherever he truly didn't believe her or if he simply didn't want to believe.
"Sasuke…it's better if you just believe that she's dead."
"Where the fuck is she?" He snapped.
"Sasuke. Just, admit that she's dead,"
"No. I will never believe you. Tell me where she is. What are you doing to her?"
Tsunade didn't speak. She just bit her lip.
"WHERE IS SHE?" Sasuke yelled.
"Sasuke, please, you're only to cause herself more pain,"
"Tell me where she is,"
"She's insane, Sasuke. She's completely schizophrenic. She had this other side of her. Part of her was just an ordinary, sweet girl but her other side was anger, dark… murderous."
There was stillness in the air then Sasuke handsome face fell into a twisted grin.
"That explains everything. That explains why I love her," He said.
Tsunade looked at him, completely baffled.
"So psychoboy falls in love with psychogirl," Sasuke smiled, "Is that really such a surprise?"
Tsunade gave a heavily sarcastic smile, "I suppose it isn't."
Sasuke unfolded himself as he stood up, his bones creaking. He glared at him with his whole demented soul.
"Tell me where is she," Sasuke commanded.
Tsunade sighed, "Sasuke. I tried to stop them. I wanted to safe-,"
"I don't need any pathetic excuses. Just tell me where she is,"
Sasuke didn't want to Tsunade to know how happy he actually was, that he was really grinning from ear to ear. For the first time in a very, very long time he had hope. His hope that he could find Sakura and get her out of this place.
"She's in room 52," Tsunade admitted sadly.
"But that's…" Sasuke said. He had heard rumors about room 52. Rumors that had been proven to be true.
"Lobotomy,"
Sasuke ripped out of the room. Tsunade didn't even try to stop him. She just stood there and let him go.
He ran down the hall, up the stairs. He ran until his muscles seemed to burn and then he ran some more.
They picked her up and dragged her to the sterile room with the number fifty-two painted black on the white door.
Sasuke ran around a corner only to be faced with two, masked interns.
They threw her in a chair. She was so tired, too tired to fight back. All she could see were flashes of Sasuke's face. All she could feel were his lips on her skin.
Sasuke rammed into them. He punched the one in the jaw, breaking it with the spluttering of blood then he spun to the other one and kicked him full in the chest. The intern's skull hit the wall with a crack but Sasuke didn't look back. He was already tearing down the hall.
They strapped her wrists to the armrests of the chair. They forced her head right up so she could see them. The doctors. The doctors dressed in white with haunting expressions on their etched features. Everything seemed very white.
Sasuke ran up some stairs at full speed. He ran to the floor room 52 was on. He ran down the hall.
They tied Sakura's head to the back of the chair and forced her eyes open. One doctor picked up an ice pick and walked towards her while the other doctors held her down. Fear suddenly raged through her like an electric shock. She began to struggle against her bounds and scream loudly.
He reached the white door with the number 52 painted on in black letters. Sasuke didn't hesitate to slam through it.
The doctor put the ice pick to Sakura's wide, shaking emerald eye.
"Sakura!" Sasuke yelled.
There was silence. The room was empty except for a scarred man wrapped in bandages.
"Danzou…" Sasuke growled.
"You should be in a padded cell," Danzou smirked.
"Where is she?" Sasuke shouted. He was trembling, partly because of anger and partly because of exhaustion.
"She's in the room across the hall," Danzou said tonelessly, "At least, what's left of her is,"
Sasuke's brow creased but other than that he didn't betray any of the torturous emotions he was feeling. He turned and walked out of the door.
He stared at the door across the hallway for a long time before he built up the courage to walk in. He pressed a flat palm against it and slowly, very slowly, he walked in.
"Sakura?" He asked.
There was no answer but he could see her violently pink hair above a pile of blankets on the bed. He walked slowly towards her.
"Sakura?" He tried again in vain. She would not answer him.
He put a hand on her shoulder. He shook it slightly but still she would not move.
"Please," He choked on a suppressed sob, "Please look at me,"
He climbed into the bed with her and lay facing her still face. He stroked her cheek.
Her expression was dead. Her eyes were dead. It was only the subtly movement of her chest that betrayed that she was even alive.
He put a stray lock of pink hair behind her ear. He put his forehead against hers and lay there until their breathing became in sync.
Danzou stood in the doorway and Tsunade walked up to him and together they watched the heartbreaking scene for a moment.
"He should be taken back to his cell," Danzou said suddenly.
Tsunade shook her head, "He's not going anywhere. We might as well have lobotomized him too,"
"I'm am terribly sorry that your so-called innovative therapeutic technique didn't work. It would've put this hospital ahead of its competitors,"
Tsunade looked away so Danzou would not see that tears had sprung into his eyes.
"It's strange though," He murmured, "Why did they become so inseparable in the end?"
Tsunade smiled bitterly, "They were psychoboy and psychogirl, what did we think was going to happen?"
The end.
(A/N): it was marked tragedy so I'm not going to apologise… okay, I'm really sorry. I know that psychoboy/psychogirl thing was corny but I couldn't resist. Thank you all so much for the reviews. You made my day everyday so that was great and stuff.