Note: please read first!
This chapter had no BETAREADER, so you will find grammar mistakes. I am sorry about that. I apologize about the grammar mistakes beforehand: sorry!
I am searching currently for a new one, however it is not as easy at is seems to find someone willingly... my Betareader vanished, I still hope she will be back and we are able to work together again. Until then the following chapters will be like this with no correction.
Thank you
PS: Do not forget this is a Drama story. THIS IS No Sakura bashing or something like that. Have the description of this story in mind or read the notice in chapter 04.
Sorry the Word to format is not working for me... anyway please enjoy.
No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.
~Euripides
Snow had fallen throughout the night again. Piling inch after inch towards the sky. It was the biggest snowfall in written history. The cold wind rushed over the white landscape, letting the fresh fallen snow moving into different directions. From the mountains to the deepest valley, everything was hidden under the snow.
Nevertheless some quick shadows were rushing through the bitterness of this cold winter. Here and there the hushed sound from their short conversations, the rustling from the cold and frozen paper of the maps. There were in a rush, in a rush to find something. It was their mission from their new head of the clan. One who should not sit there, however the head was their law and they had to obey no matter what.
The ninjas from the Chikusho Clan roamed for month through the countries. Searching and looking after the simples and smallest clue they had. The mission? It was to find something special.
A myth.
A legend.
They doubted something like that ever existed, however it was the mission. No questions to the leader. They searched day by day. Then somehow, in a long forgotten valley they may found what they were asked to look for.
"Get him!" one had only shouted and team of two man was gone.
"This is it?" a masked one asked.
"Maybe... just maybe" and waited for their Master to arrive.
...
Suna was beautiful in winter. When in Konoha was buried under a thick layer of Snow, the desert was shining brightly in many different colours. Every inch of the yellow sand was covered with lush green. It was a sight to see and behold, the once desert covered in lush green grass. The dry riverbed filled with water. The sleeping trees came back to life.
Birds were chirping happily and animals found their way into the green desert to give birth to their baby's. Many different kind of flowers and speed growing Lahushi Trees. They were special, and important for the food supply in Suna. They grow rapid after the short rainy season before they were harvested at the end of the short period of growth.
Sakura had used her free time outside within in the beautiful surroundings. She felt like she was in another world, so foreign to her and yet so beautiful and simply amazing.
...
Nearly frostbitten, the searching team bid their greetings to the Master. He himself said nothing, when he looked at what they had found. His slow steps let him getting closer, deeper in to a hidden cavern with black poisonous black water. According to some ancient vague written text they found the cave paintings in the deep end of the cave. It was like it was described. It seems it was, what the Master wanted. The torch illuminated the red and black paintings.
The eyes of the cloaked figure roamed over the paintings, searching for the answers.
"Maybe" he said low and walked quickly over to a seemingly normal rock to the left. Some chakra was send through the rock. First nothing happened. Again he tried it and then he heard a very low sound in the far distance. A rumbling sound. Like solid rocks rubbed against one another, moving somewhere what they were not able to see. Slowly the sound grew stronger, moved towards them. The cavern walls started to shake. The floor vibrated softly, the black water was wavy.
The Ninjas behind their master tried not to move, or flinch away by the roaring sound coming near. It told you to run away, far far away. Heat was coming from somewhere. And there it was. An entrance. A wide, gaping maw with ragged steps down into the unknown blackness. The black water had foamed behind them, oozing out some poisonous gas. Making them start moving towards the gaping entrance.
"Perfect" he said "Perfect" and took one step after another down toward the unknown goal and the journey down to the unknown ended in a big hall. The torch was not able to lit the whole room, however the light was reflected from the floor. It was marble, white golden marble. A shook rushed through the room, some dust with little rocks fell from the ceiling and rocks broke apart to the left. Heat emerged a little brook made founds its way.
"We should hurry" a hushed one said behind the cloaked one.
"Hm hm" he only mumbled "Search for it" he ordered. It was true, time was not on their side. When this was the sealed room they searched for it was possible that because of its age, that the unsealing movement made it possible to crumble down. He was more than sure, that is was not his time to die. He had too many great plans and goals to achieve.
"HERE" a voiced shouted and a small light was moved back and forth. The sound of rushing feet was heard towards the moving light. And there, indeed was another gate. The rumoured gate he was searching for.
"OPEN" he ordered and the black golden doubled doors were slowly pushed open. A faint thick haze escaped and surrounded their feet. It felt ice cold. Yes indeed, they may really found what he was looking for. How many years had it been?
...
"Did you find something?" a male voiced asked behind her. Her head turned slightly.
"Yes" she chirped happily and her little basket was filled with the blue flower that was blooming around here. There were only some, they were rare and she had to research on them later. Who knows what these little blue flowers do in the medical world.
"I read about this one in my books, however not every year they bloom so it would be a waste not to take as many as we can. However we have to share with the Suna" and put another blue flower in the basket. It was wonderful flower in her eyes. So many antidotes she would be able to mix with it and she would love to experiment with them. However for this she does need more of them.
"I have to ask Gaara-san to dig out some roots, and take care of it in the greenhouse. I do believe having these will come in handy one day"
"A good idea" and some rustling was heard. Shikamaru made himself comfy. Laying down on the thick layer of grass. His arms behind his head looking up the blue sky. How strange it was, the winter in Suna. Snow would fall in Konoha and in Suna was spring? He will never understand the natural circle of a desert and he was known to be smart.
"It's a beautiful day" Sakura said to him and he hummed his yes.
"We should go before the sun sets" he announced with a big yawn.
"I have to attend the dinner with you..." his voice showing how annoyed he was about that. However the Hokage of Konoha was present, meaning the Konoha ambassador needs to be present too and the one who will take care of some medical training to ensure health safety, meaning Sakura. They were both needed and invited.
"Yeah the dinner" she sighed. She was afraid that her bladder let her run every five minutes to the toilet or that she would be uncomfortable since the date of birth were days ago.
For now it seems she has some days left, she checked herself regular. Otherwise Shikamaru would never take her out of the Village to search for herbs, flowers and roots for her medical interest.
He still was not happy about it, however he was able to tell if she was telling a lie or not to him. Something he caught up very quickly.
Her humming stopped, he did not know when she started humming however it made him terrible sleepy.
"I am ready here" she said to him, letting her shadow fall over his lazy frame. She had wandered back and forth never to far away from him and picked some flowers and searched for something else.
"Ok" he said, not opening his eyes. He was dozing off and sat up slowly, rubbing his neck a bit.
"Stiff again?" she asked and grouched down a bit, trying not to fall over with her extra weight.
"A bit" and he felt the soothing warm in his neck.
"Nice" he said, like every time she did it and she smiled.
"Isn´t it?" she asked back and he smiled too. He offered a hand and she took it. She sighed, rubbed her back a bit with her free hand, she felt the questioning look on her already.
"Still no sign of contractions" she assured him.
"Are you sure?" he asked concerned.
"Yes..." she sighed.
...
He pushed the torch to someone when he stopped in front of a stone table. On the table was a thick book. The red leather looked dry, old and battered. Slowly his hands reached out in the surreal surroundings. He stopped for a moment, shortly before he touched the book. The ice cold feeling never left, the tips of his fingers feel like frozen. Quickly a snake rushed out of his cloak, grabbing a man behind him. In a flash he was on the table, the Ninja struggled and questioning what was going on. However he never got an answer when his throat was slit and the blood gushed out.
The others behind know better as to disobey him and a slurping sound reached their ears.
"What the-" someone said and the cloaked one grinned. Really, what the hell was that?
"You are hungry, aren't you?" he asked, but actually who did he asked? They were alone in here, weren't they?
"How about I will fed you more when we get out of here? You will not be satisfied with only one or even all us, won't you?" and all the blood on the table was simply gone, as it never was there in the first place. Where had it gone?
The once ragged and battered leather looked refreshed, more red, blood red.
"So how about it?" he asked again and one letter after another started to show on the cover of the book
"Book of the Dead" it said and a wicked laughter roared through the room.
...
Like she had feared, her bladder was her enemy today and all the political talk give her a headache.
"Where is the Suna Ambassador?" the council of Water asked. It was a New Years head meeting including the Ambassadors of the countries attending. The Hokage of Konoha was attending too, not paying Sakura any attention. If it was not for business, it was like that every time too. The honey blond Hokage was already nursing Sake with a scolding Shizune not that far away.
She did not liked the situation. However Shikamaru was the Ambassador for Konoha towards Suna. He had to attend too. He wanted to decline with the mess he and Sakura had in Konoha. However Sakura said, he was not able to decline and now she was sitting with him there.
"You wretched bitch" it was raining hard in the middle of the warm season. It was pretty normal. However the words were not. Sakura was quick enough to escape the kick and punch from Ino. The girl she thought she was friends with again?
"Ino?" and the cracks in the wall let her frown. What was with that woman?
"You little..." Sakura moved aside, trying to get a hold on the blonde woman. However Ino swirled around, her skin was slippery and Sakura had a hard time to get a grip on her.
"Ino stop" she said over and over again. Ino chanted curses towards her.
"Really Ino?" and all of a sudden only crying was heard with the sound of falling rain.
"Why?" she asked crying and Sakura hold only her arm in her hand while Ino was sitting on the muddy street.
"Why? Why? Why?" she never knew what happened or why Ino was asking her. Maybe one day, she will tell her what happened.
"I have to excuse my sister" Gaara said, to his left sat instead of his only sister his brother.
"She gave birth to her child some days ago and need to rest"
"Oh!" the audience said at the same time
"Congratulations for the new member of your family"
"Cheeeerrrssss!"
They were in the office when the door flew open and a slightly annoyed Temari made her entrance. Her brother let everything he was holding fall down, making Gaara paying more attention to the fact that Temari was back. Not that he had not known.
"Good to see y-" he stopped midsentence. "Why are you so swollen?" he questioned and asked already for a doctor.
"I am alright" Temari said "I am only pregnant?" she told loudly and marched towards Sakura and Shikamaru.
She just came back from the secluded training with her group and was standing in front of them heavy pregnant like Sakura herself. Somehow she seemed on the edge of crying but did not. Gaara turned speechless for some time and heavy silence was over them. Sakura wanted to leave them alone, it was not the right to be there when the family need to talks. Shikamaru got her meaning. He offered his arm to her and she gladly took it in silence.
"Where are you going?" Temari asked somehow horrified and Shikamaru tried not to raise a brow and opened his mouth to say something. Gaara was quicker.
"Shikamaru-san would you mind escort you wife to Yuri-san?" it was the polite way of asking to get out.
"Yes Gaara-san" and some steps towards him was made. Gaara stooped the out of nowhere frantic woman.
"What..." she piped out.
"Please go" and Shikamaru and Sakura were nearly out of the room when a shriek was heard.
"Temari?" Gaara asked when a plash of water hitting the floor was heard..
"Temari?" he asked when already a scream followed.
"Her water broke" Sakura simply said. Still no reaction from anybody, only the sound of a huffing. "The baby is about to be born" she helped him out and she sure it was the first time he saw Gaara flipped. After Temari screamed loud and many different bad words the first cry of her baby made her stop all of a sudden and she cried a river with the small being in her arms. Yeah, the new addition of the Hokage family was born in the office in the middle of Gaaras paperwork.
"Thank you it is a healthy boy" a flash of a proud smile went over the face of the Hokage.
"Take care that he won't outwit you in a flash"
"The young ones are indeed quick in that" and the company laughed heartily.
Shikamaru was talking with an older man named Nakamura-san and was quiet into it, Sakura herself sat on a big cushion. Gaara himself helped her to sit on it, to make sure that his pregnant guest is comfortable. She felt a bit embarrassed when he even purred her some tea. Now she was able to lean back a bit, rubbing here and then over her big belly, god she felt like a big balloon ready to burst any moment. Nevertheless the other party member of her pregnancy was not ready to move out... and sighed a bit. She was already a bit overdue. Her due date was right after Christmas. It was a bit unusual that she had not given birth yet, till now everything is fine. She checked herself and the medics in the hospital too. Everything was alright. It just seems it just took a bit more time for her to giving birth. When the contractions won't start from alone in two days, she will force herself to start the contractions. It was not like she wants to rush, but it was getting really cramped in her belly and honestly, she was more than ready not be pregnant anymore. Her feet and legs hurt day by day like hell. Her back was killing her and she was upset for no reasons at anything around her. It makes her go crazy, really she was more than ready and shifted a bit on her cushion.
She let her eyes roam through the room, she did that once after a while and caught the look of Tsunade towards her. Quickly she looked down and then away when Shikamaru asked her something. She smiled and nodded, the male turned around once again and Sakura caught the words like "I really like you to have with me" and "I do not want you to be my enemies strategist" and many more of them. She herself felt out of place. She was the only pregnant woman there and her aching back was bothering her too.
Tsunade made a slight rumbling sound.
"Tsunade-sama?" Shizune asked and caught the woman looking at her pink haired one. Shizune asked nothing afterwards.
Sakura scoffed a bit. Her hand soothed with a bit of healing chakra the abused part of her belly. She was shifting a bit more, the pressure in her back and stomach grew slightly. Was it a sign of contractions? It was not hurting much, it was only uncomfortable for now and her water did not broke yet. She has to wait and see.
"Are you alright?" his soft voice reached her ears. Her eyes looked in his, concern wrote all over him when his eyes looked deep in hers. These are the moments she was so aware he was man.
"I am" she smiled, rubbing the sore spot on her belly. "It was a good kick" she only said.
"Will be a fighter" Nakamura-san laughed and hold his sake cup in the air.
"Yes, I suppose so" she smiled. Shikamarus hand reached out, touching he big middle. He felt the soft movement under his hand.
"Restless" he said and touched her hand for a moment. "Are you really fine?" he asked her once again.
"I am fine" she smiled. These moments were precious to her and she thinks it was the same for him too. The felling of happiness of being just to be. It was hard to describe. He turned his head around again, never taking his hand back. Another waive rolled through her. Ok, maybe she was not that fine. It seems that maybe, just maybe that the start of her contractions?
She was not able to see, that towards Sakura the ever angry Tsunades eyes softened for a bit, however only a moment and only a tiny bit before she sipped another cup of sake empty. She did not want to give away, she was not able to hate Sakura as she wished she would be able to because of Naruto. Her attachment to the pink haired one was bigger than she admits and so the evening went on, it was nearly time for the big night event. And everybody slowly stepped out of the roof terrace.
The streets were full of people, the laughing and chatting came from everywhere. The big countdown in a choir.
"TEN!"
"NINE!"
"EIGHT!"
"SEVEN!"
"SIX!"
"FIVE!"
"FOUR!"
"THREE!"
"TWO!"
"ONEEEEE!" the crowd cheered.
"BOOOOM" The firework illuminated the sky, the cheers roared through the Village.
"BOOOOM" red and green was seen. It was beautiful, when the next BOOOOOOOOM let the floor vibrate, and a smokescreen let her cough.
Screams.
More screaming.
A chill ran down her spine when Shikamarus hand already grabbed her upper arm harder as she or he liked and pulled her to the side. A black dressed man flew by. Red clouds on the cloak. Her eyes wide. The sound of Kunais clutching at each other around her in the limited field of view. The Akatsuki were defeated? Weren't they? Why then, how? Shikamarus hand left her arm, his pose protective before her. His Kunai holding able to deflect the incoming Ninja. A Kunai snipped her left shoulder, a new Ninja from somewhere. A small "aaahhh" escaped her. She stumbled forwards, catching herself. A sand ball flying passed her, sending another Ninja flying. More screams from the somewhere. Suna Anbus came out of nowhere. Kunais rained down. Screams and shouts.
What in the world... an attack? Right know and she was a helpless pregnant woman with slow movements. Out of instinct she moved to the side, her hand punched who ever was there. A grunt, blood out of the mouth of the attacker. A quick step, a deep breath.
"Get a grip" she told herself. There was an attack and she in the middle of it. Shikamaru was not seen anymore. It was hard to see anything in the damned smokescreen anyway. However surviving was the only think important to her, she had something to protect. No matter what. Another quake from an explosion somewhere. She whirled around, her head dizzy from the sudden movement, her balance slightly off with her big belly. However she escaped a falling rock from the tower behind her. Her name was screamed from somewhere. The only thing she saw was a shadow. A voice behind her and then something cold.
"Sakura?" her name again from somewhere. She was not able to answer, when the warm liquid filled her mouth.
"SAKURA?" it was the voice of her once Master from the left. Her hands touched the cold metal, warm blood. It stained her hands. A rough movement followed. The Katana left her body. Where was Tsunade again? Or Shikamaru? She heard them from somewhere, but where? Her knees give in, her hand pushing on her wound the blood dripped down.
"Die" a voice said, most likely the one who had pushed the Katana into her. She looked up, her attacker was nearly not seen in the smokescreen. It was more like a shadow, nothing more. She was not even to see the one who will end her live? How ironic.
It was a clean cut.
From right to left, the head fell down and rolled away not seen to where. The blood rained down and the body fell limp to the side. A Katana swung the blood off.
She looked from the fallen body to her rescuer. Was it for sure that she was still alive? She needs aid, medical aid - right away.
"Sakura" another cold shill ran down her spine. Her eyes moved and locked with scarlet red ones. She know that voice. She had dreamed of that voice in many crazy horrible dreams. In which he dies, in ones where she dies in other where her beloved ones die by his hand. The voice which would take everything from her. Killing her beloved, her village and her. How ironic, saved from 'him' only to be killed by him anyway. To her surprise he kneeled down. His eyes moving around, searching for what is near. Before he stared at her, or better her big belly. For a moment he looked like he regret something. Her hand pressed harder on her wound. She needed to make a sound. She needed help. Right now!
"..." he said nothing and looked for a moment again in her wide green eyes. The fear obvious to him, how could she not feeling fear in such a moment.
"Survive" he only said low and was gone to somewhere.
"..." her mouth moved, no sounds. The blood dripped down her lips on her beautiful Kimono.
"...help..." this time her voice came out in a feeble tune.
"HE... LP" she said "HEEELLLP" again and again "Pleahh... se help... Naru..to..."
...
He was low on cash again. Some minor works was something he was able to get in every Village, bigger ones in the Towns. The black boards in the towns were the best in his opinion, there was everything he could possibly think off.
This time it was about carrying rice sacks for a shop to some customers around the whole town. An easy task, however doing it all day was a bit tiring and stretched his arms high in the sky.
The last minutes of the year started. Naruto sat on the highest tower in the city, trying to see something he wanted to see. He was only not sure what he wanted to see. The people down in the streets, laughing and making a party for the arrival of the new year. He felt not like attending the colourful mass down there since an uneasy feeling was with him the whole day. Something making him jumpy to everything the whole day. Letting him feel like he was not in the right place, that he should be somewhere else.
He sighed, like so many other times that day and just looked around. Hoping his uneasiness would just go away, which was not
"Hmmm?" he hummed out when the first firework went off in the sky. It was a green one. Another one followed. Red, blue, violet and gold.
"The new year" he said to himself watching the colourful fireworks in the sky and hearing the cheers from down under.
"A new start" and rubbed his neck. Then again, why did he think that he was not in the right place at the very moment?
...
Temari was quick on her feet, when the sounds of the exploding shook the village. Her naked feet lead her through the corridors in the nursery of the hospital. The crying from the children reached her ears before she even was around the corner. The door flew open and she scooped within a second a small being, wrapped in a blue blanket in her arms. Her heart was running a mile a second.
"Shh shh" she hushed. However she knew the small boy won´t stop crying. Since she was herself in inner tumult. The Ninja in her said -grab your stuff and fight- whoever it may be. However being now a mother, her thoughts just won´t work that way anymore.
Her legs were still to weak to run around, how die she manage to run like that to her child anyway? Who cares and rocked her child back and forth. The labour made her wimpy and tried to find a good solution in her head. She never thought she would be mother at all and her brother snickers at her how girly she was able to be. However she wished now that one of them would be here right now and help her to think of something at all.
The room was filled within seconds or minutes, the fresh baked mothers holding their children.
"And now?" one cried. Yes that was the question.
"Follow me" she had decided to do her duty, bringing the people to a safe place with her child.
...
Sasuke frowned, very unlike him. It was not he was ordered to be here, it happened that he came across with one of his people and so he moved. Not to take action, only to watch. Who have thought that he will rescue someone and will running like the wind to hide from the Anbu fleet behind him? That was for sure so not his plan...
...
Shikamaru was running. Running like crazy. No medical ninja was there to have a helping hand for the woman in his arms. The only option, bring her to the hospital and push his way through, not matter what and pushed the doors open. The staff was running around, shouts and scream. Tears and blood everywhere.
"Come" and he simply followed, not reacting to the fact that it was Tsunade. She had blood on her clothes, she had given aid to someone or for sure more than one. The gurgling sound was heard, blood escaped the pale lips again. The green eyes only half open.
"Sakura can you hear me?" she said nothing, only a soft movement from her fingers.
"You will be okay, you hear me - do not worry" however, everybody in the room knows better than that.
"Get out" Tsunade ordered, already tearing the cloth of the tiny Kunoichi apart to get a better look. A man, whoever it was, pushed him through the door. The sound of the door shutting, was loud. Like a thunder roar deep in a silent night.
Shizune shrieked by the seriousness of the wound.
"Get a grip" she was barked at. It was her luck that Shizune came with her. It was her luck she did not drunk that much as she wanted to and barked orders to all the helpers and the Suna doctor with her. Tsunades cloth were stained blood, so much blood. She hated to see so much blood. Sakura was getting weaker and weaker and the bit of first aid on the wound, won´t let her be alive much longer. They need to push the childbirth to its end. There was no other way. The other doctor pushed the belly slowly down, and the noise of fluids hitting the floor was heard. Letting everybody wince somewhat. She wished she was able to rescue everybody she was tending, however today was a day she was aware... it was not always possible. Within moments Tsunade pushed a baby towards Shizune. She had run with the child in her arms to another room, not knowing if the child was okay or not. She had not time for it, not yet and a sad sob escaped her when she hold onto the baby. No time to spare, she let the others do and pushed her hand into the bleeding woman. Franticly pushing chakra into the now so fragile body, the non stop bleeding body.. Tissue for tissue, layer and more layers she healed. Another blood transfusion found its way into her and an assistant wiped the sweat from her forehead. The heart was struggling to beat, that she will stay alive. She was weak and so was her heartbeat. Slower and slower.
"God no..." she said and the tribal of her tattoo was seen...
...
Gaara stood there. Looking down at the destruction. Over half the Village was in rubbles. Nothing more like a big pile of sand and stone.
Within a second the Village had changed. It only took some bombs to bring down half the Village. In took only some mere moments to kill some of the happy partying people. It took only Minutes to chase the enemy to just vanishing into thin air, not knowing where they came from or had gone to.
Just mere minutes to changes so many things. He rubbed his face. He was not known to show defeat or be emotional at all. However, the heavy feeling in his chest was burdening. He felt so heavy. So heavy...
...
Shikamaru stood just there, staring blank at the closed doors. Was it seconds, minutes or hours? He had no idea anymore. He was not even able to register that Temari was gripping his arm hard, shaking him back and forth saying something which did not reach his ears. After she had made sure her brother had not even a scratch she was asked to look how the Konoha people were doing. She had left her son with her brother, the tiny one who was from all the frightening excitement tired and was sleeping now.
"Are you ok?" she asked again and again, and now she got a something like a 'hm'.
"Are you hurt, are you bleeding?" she asked about five times.
"Sakuras..." he only said after a while, simply staring at the door in front of him. Her grip left his arm. Sakuras he says? What about...?
"What about your baby?"
"..." silence was his answer. Just silence and her hand shut her mouth that she won´t let a sob escape her lips. That was not fair. So not fair.
...
"What are you doing here alone?" his head turned a bit surprised. He was that engrossed with the party people down there, he did not take note that someone was near.
"Nothing much?" he asked back, taking his eyes from her back to the crowd.
"Nothing much, hm?" she asked and sat down next to him.
"Yeah nothing much" he repeated They sat in silence for a while. Listening to the crowds noise.
" Kobayashi " she said after a while. " Kobayashi Usagi"
"Uzumaki" he breathed out "Uzumaki Naruto"
"Nice to meet you Uzumaki Naruto-kun" she smiled at him. His head turned slightly, catching her big bright smile. She had reddish eyes with green hair and tanned skin.
"Same for me" he only said not taking his eyes from her.
...
The heart monitor was peeing. The thick breathing hose of the lung ventilator pushed air in the beaten and battered woman. Her skin paler as he was used to. Her lips pale with a hint to the blue and violet. The IV dripping some meds into her, another one some extra blood. A small hose was seen at the side, dripping some blood away. It was from the wound. The wound liquid.
He had not known, that a person was able to look so dead while being alive.
He had not known, that a person was able to hold onto life while being that beaten.
He know the will to survive. He was a ninja after all. Surviving, the will and the power to go on. It was something they all had. However being that strong while being unconscious is new. Simply new. However still... why her? Why him? Why this?
She had done nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing. Shikamaru just sat there, holding the hand. His eyes trying not to see tubes and IVs, nor let the cold win over her hand. Rubbing it softly. Telling her to stay strong, to live, not to give up and that everything will be alright.
However it was not alright, he was lying. He hated lying. She was so weak right now. However he was only able to say his lines over and over again.
Slowly he got up from he seat to her right. The chair he was sitting in since 4 days. His hand touched her cheek, his thumb moving a bit.
"I will come back later" he said only above a whisper and left her side. The door closed silently and his feet moved him slowly away from the room 205. He knows his way without even looking and knocked softly at the nursery room.
"Hey" again only a soft whisper. He greeted with a small nod. The sound of rustling clothes and slow movements when she puts the baby she just had feed into a crib.
A small being like her son, no this one was smaller as her son. She made sure the blanket was good wrapped around the tiny one, the still nameless child, waiting for his mother to wake up and take him in her arms. To her left was her son sleeping, waiting for her to take him and go home. She will, in a little while.
A small smile graced her face, seeing her son fast asleep in the peaceful world of dreams. How happy she was that children have time until they have to face some harsh reality of life.
"He will be hungry in the morning again" she said to the sad looking male. "If he wakes up, some tee will do" and stood up.
"Thank you" he said like the other days. It was all he was able to do. Thanking for feeding the child, thanking for having Sakura somehow still alive.
"No problem" she said and watched him looking at the small being sleeping. He was tired and afraid.
Small drops falling on the blue blanket which was wrapped around the small body.
"God please" he only said, touching with his finger the small cheek of the little being. Feeling the warmth his mother do not have at the moment.
"God please..." he said again to the silent sleeping child, begging that his mother will make it.
"He is alright" she assured him. Not knowing what else to say to a crying man and patted the back a bit. She did not know why, however she offered to fed the child alongside with Takeo. Her chest was big and swollen, producing more than enough for two children at the moment. It was at least something she was able to do for him, her. The first mother milk was the most important for a child's life. Sakura pumped with drugs, not conscious and her body not in mother mode was not able to give it to her child. At least breast milk at all should be provided, however many mothers won't share. It was still unknown if the woman will ever wake up, the next days will tell them. If she won´t wake up after the week had gone by, she may never wake up again...