Wide Awake

Chapter 14

Deeply Confused

I had been awake for about ten minutes and I already had a migraine. As soon as I woke up, the machine hooked up to me started to freak out and a few nurses rushed in. I just looked around, dazed, since I was out of it. They had then, ran out after loudly talking to each other to get my doctor. He then rushed in and started asking me various questions too fast for my half dead brain to answer. Finally, one sensible nurse who had walked in had told them to shut up and let me figure out what was going on.

"Mm, I just wake up and I get bombarded by shit." I groaned, trying to stretch my arms out as much as possible without pulling the IV and other things from me.

"You weren't out for that long," the sensible nurse commented, "Only a week."

"Well, I suppose it's better than my last visit." I sighed.

"No one thought you were going to make it." the nurse added.

"Really?" I questioned curiously. She nodded, her brown bun that had the underside hair dyed pink bounced as she nodded.

"Yeah, it was pretty bad, I was one of the aids for your stabilizing surgery, your heart stopped twice, and the second time it had stopped for so long, we thought you had died, but then you just started breathing again and in all honesty we thought it was a miracle." she explained quietly.

"Heh, guess I'm just lucky." I snorted.

"Are you? Do you really believe in luck?" inquired the nurse seriously, her hazel eyes staring intently into me. It felt like she was able to see through me. Undeterred though, I replied.

"No, I don't believe in luck that much, sure there's probably some luck out there." I answered. The nurse nodded and turned to leave, but she paused at the door.

"I don't believe it either; I think that something else entirely did something. I'll probably never know what, but whatever it was, you've better keep holding on." And then she was gone. I blinked, somewhat bewildered, but then I had no time to be bewildered as my two brothers flew into the room, looking ecstatic.

"ITAMI!" Jack almost tackled me but luckily, Sasori and Itachi appeared out of nowhere and managed to catch him. The rest of the Akatsuki filed in, ignoring the two visitor rule.

"Glad to see you're up, kid." Kisame grinned as he came in last. Konan and Deidara rushed over to my side.

"Itami, you're alive! I was so worried!" Konan gushed as she pulled the blanket covering my chest up so she could check my wounds. Deidara peered in and frowned.

"Damn, those bandages are bloody, that must hurt like a bitch, yeah." Deidara whistled.

"Nah, I can't feel much because they loaded pain killers into me, one of these IVs is full of the shit." I shrugged.

"When you're discharged I'll heal them for you." Konan promised, kicking at Deidara for being so blunt.

"Bitch, why the fuck are you always getting fucked up?" questioned Hidan. I frowned.

"Because life is a bitch that hates me." I replied simply and I watched Sasori, Kakuzu, and Pein face palm. Itachi and Sasori let go of Jack who started bawling and incoherently trying to talk to me. Chris kneeled next to my bed and just stayed there, his sad eyes watching me. Then, I remembered my weird vision.

"Does Violet and Kirai know?" I questioned suddenly, and by the way Chris's eyes widened, I knew I was right, "How?" Chris cleared his throat.

"How do you know?" he inquired.

"I pretty much almost died, no doubt they were flipping out and tried to see what was going on by going to you guys, so Violet probably flipped out about the Akatsuki and shit. Plus Jack has a little crush on Violet so he'd have easily caved. I just guessed." I lied, and because of my poker face, no one knew.

"Yeah, they found out, Violet was pretty pissed and excited." Jack told me. I nodded.

"So… anything else happen while I was out?" I inquired. Jack and Chris both looked away. I looked to the Akatsuki, they said nothing.

"Nope, nothing." Hidan finally answered me. But, because he didn't swear, I knew he was lying.

"You're lying." I stated, "What are you guys hiding from me?" Hidan received a few glares.

"Nothing!" Jack exclaimed, sweat glistening on his face from how nervous he was.

"Then why are you sweating?" I deadpanned.

"No reason!" Jack choked, then he was led out by Itachi and Kisame to get some air.

"What the hell happened? Now I know something's up." I growled.

"Nothing happened, yeah." Deidara assured me.

"I know you well enough to know you're also lying, Deidara. What the hell happened? Don't lie to me!" I stared right at Deidara who shook his head.

"Nothing happened, un." he repeated.

"Why are you guys lying to me? Whatever, I'll find out eventually, but now I'm mad at you." I snapped. Deidara and Chris looked like I killed their puppies and stomped on its grave when I said that.

"Itami, just calm down, there isn't anything wrong." Konan tried to reassure me. I shook my head and crossed my arms, slightly agitating my chest.

"I don't believe any of you, but I've been out for a week so anything could have happened. I'll just wait until I figure it out myself." I huffed. Suddenly though, a strange feeling came over me. I blinked, my head starting to hurt. I brought my hands to my head and held my head, gritting my teeth. The pain was horrible, worse than any migraine I had ever had before.

"Gah!" I choked out, and everything started to blur.

"What's going on?" demanded Chris.

"Something weird is going on, there's a sudden large amount of chakra in her!" Konan cried.

"There's a large mass of it in her head, no doubt causing her extreme pain." Itachi added.

"G-guh." Suddenly the room blacked out, but then came back quickly. I blinked, disoriented, and then warily peered around. First I looked at myself, and found myself once again transparent.

"The hell?" I whispered before I looked up.

I was in a car, what was worse was it was a very familiar car that I linked with a memory I didn't want to remember. Yet it was a very vivid memory.

It was my dad's car, the one that I had been in an accident in. The one before I first went to the Naruto-verse. And once again, my dad was driving it. My mom sat in the shot-gun seat, a cane resting across her lap. The air in the car was tense and I felt suffocated by it.

"Where did we go wrong?" whispered my mother, I blinked. I hadn't heard her voice in quite a while.

"Nowhere, she's just a little shit." growled my father, and I looked in the mirror to find that his eyes had a very hung over look.

"But, she was such a sweet girl when she was little…"my mother trailed, looking out the window. She then looked in the car mirror, and her head twisted around to look in the passenger seat where I was, her face pale and her eyes wide. Her eyes stayed on me.

"The hell are you looking at?" my father barked, and my mom turned back around. But, when she looked back into the mirror, I knew that somehow, she had seen me. So, I smirked, and I waved. And I saw her shiver.

"I don't think Itami is alive." she commented softly and shakily, "I think that being shot again killed her."

"Good." my father grunted. I glared at him.

"Well I hate you too, asshole." I growled. He didn't hear me though, seeing as how the only one able to see me so far was my mother. And now she was staring intently at the mirror at me.

"She's your daughter, you should be concerned." my mother huffed.

"She's nothing to me." my father dismissed angrily, "She doesn't look like either of us, and she isn't even well-mannered or talented." I frowned.

"Neither are you! All you can do is sleep, drink, smoke, complain and yell!" I barked, but he didn't hear me.

"She has to be something to you." my mother pushed, her eyes never leaving me.

"A punching bag." he answered flatly. My mother's eyes widened and I scowled.

"Well, fuck you!" I reached up and tried to smack him but my hand went through him, reminding me I was transparent. Then, everything blurred and I was standing in a dark house.

"The hell?" I wondered as I walked through it. After some time, I recognized the house as Kayan's house. I looked around and found that all the pictures were face down and it looked like nothing had been touched in days. Then, there was also a knocked over vase, and the phone was on the floor. I climbed the stairs to Kayan's room, and opened the door.

Suddenly a loud scream echoed through the house as everything went dark. Now, I was standing in darkness. There was nothing. Only me standing there. It wasn't even like my mind, my mind when I was in there could be molded to how I wished. But here… it was just darkness.

Then, I felt like I was in a horror movie.

My legs and arms were suddenly tied together with rope that burned me. Knives full of blood filled the room, scattered throughout the stone room. In the background, I could heard a loud ticking sound, it reminded me of a countdown.

Suddenly, a door opened and I fell over onto my stomach where I couldn't move. A pair of sneakers appeared in my vision and I was rolled over. My eyes widened. Above me, was Kayan. No, this wasn't Kayan.

This was a monster.

Bags were under its eyes, its hair short and choppy and blood dripped from its arms. Words were carved into its arms, I was able to make out 'Murderer' and 'Sinner'. Then, I looked into its eyes. Its eyes, were exactly like Kayan's more so than the rest of it.

I tried to inch back as suddenly, blood began to pour from its eyes like tears and the creepy grin it had sported pulled back into a terrifying look.

"Get away from me!" I yelled, trying to use my tied together feet to push myself back. However the creature just pulled a bloody knife from the floor, and a gun from its belt in the other hand. My eyes widened and it suddenly took the knife, and plunged it into my chest as I heard a gunshot.

I screamed.

Then everything turned red before I shot up and found myself in my hospital room. I looked around wildly to find my morons eyeing me with concern, and my brothers face ghostly pale. He was staring at my face. I reached up, and felt around my eyes.

It was wet.

I pulled my hand back, and my eyes widened when I saw that I had not only been crying. I had cried blood.

"Jashin." I breathed, my body shaking. My hand dropped to my side, and I bowed my head so that my hair covered my face.

"Itami, are you ok?" Kakuzu had been the first one to say something.

"I don't know… in those moments I blacked out… I saw something… something I wish I didn't." I explained shakily.

"What'd you fucking see?" Hidan asked.

"I don't know, a monster, or maybe a demon and it looked so much like Kayan. But it wasn't, because it looked nothing like her, it looked like a zombie of her. Only, the only thing that was the same was her eyes. Then, it started to cry blood! I think… I think I'm going crazy." I whispered hoarsely.

I felt someone hug me, and I let them. Usually I wouldn't let someone hug me, but in all honesty a hug was what I needed. Then, suddenly the door opened.

"The fuck?" And my blood ran cold. That had been my father's voice. I peered out from beneath my hair to find everyone having a staring contest with my parents. Konan was the one hugging me, and then I noticed Deidara was standing on my other side now, with a hand on my shoulder.

"Who the hell are these people?" he questioned irritably.

"My friends." I stated coldly.

"You, friends?" snorted my father. I scowled at him from under my hair.

"What are you doing here anyway? I don't want to see you, and you don't want to see me." I growled.

"You little-" My mother stopped him from speaking and pulled him out before she scurried in next to me.

"Itami, you're alive?" she asked, tears looking like they glistened in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm still kicking; I'll be kicking his ass out of here soon though." I motioned towards my father.

"You little shit!" he snarled. He went to stomp in, but suddenly a barrier of Kakuzu, Pein, Sasori, and Deidara stopped him. Kakuzu towered over my father, Pein was close and he looked pretty muscular, Deidara had muscles, and Sasori just had that 'Fuck with me and I fuck you up' look to him. My father backed off, which was very smart of him. My guards didn't move either, each staring my father down until he swore and left the room. Then they moved.

"Itami… I'm sorry." my mother whispered as she hugged me. I shrugged her off me and nodded.

"That it?" I questioned. She looked around awkwardly.

"I do have something to tell you, it can wait though." she told me in Chinese. I blinked, and Chris had a serious thinking face on, trying to remember how to speak Chinese. My mom had taught us Chinese when we were little because she wanted us to visit her parents once in China, we ended up not going but I was able to easily speak it, although I was unable to write kanji very well.

"Ok, I guess I will talk to you at a later date then." I replied; also in Chinese making Chris scowl. My two brothers had been very bad at language; they always failed their language classes and needed to retake the language classes before graduation to get their needed credits. She said her goodbye in English, which she had a heavy accent in, and then she scurried out. I shook my head with a sigh and leaned back.

"Have I ever mentioned that my life sucks? Because it does."

I was confused, I was annoyed, and my migraine was still there.

AN

So I lived.

A-You guys gave so much advice, and I used it. Most of it anyway.

Q-Um… Who watches Pewdiepie, you know, from Youtube? What's your favorite series? Your favorite episode? Favorite Pewdiepie moment?

I'm running out of good questions. Seriously.

Anyway, I have a packet with long essay questions I have to do to POSSIBLY get into AP history next year, and I have a major migraine. FML. I know the answers… cept to the first three questions… but I just don't want to do it…