Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Death By Love ❯ Helping Him ( Chapter 3 )
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By: XxSoxRandomxX 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.26.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 406 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.26.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 406 | Status: Work In Progress
Death By Love
embarrassment - [em-bear-uh
s-muh
nt] n.
1) the state of being embarrassed;disconcertment; abashment.
2) Theshame you feel when your inadequacy or guilt is made public
scared - [skair] n,v
1) A condition or sensation of sudden fear.
2) A general state of alarm; a panic.
embarrassment - [em-bear-uh
s-muh
nt] n.
1) the state of being embarrassed;disconcertment; abashment.
2) Theshame you feel when your inadequacy or guilt is made public
scared - [skair] n,v
1) A condition or sensation of sudden fear.
2) A general state of alarm; a panic.
Sakura felt those two emotions running through her as she stared down at Gaara's now open eyes.
She would have never thought that he would wake up just by the touch of her hand.
So there she was, with her fingers tangled up in the red head's hair, too scared and embarrassed to move, as he glared up at her.
She expected to hear the sound of sand rising up. She expected to feel the sand wrap around her in a sand coffin. She expected to see his face twist into a psychotic look of blood lust.
Instead, he simply said. “Can you remove your hand?”
His voice sounded dry and raspy. But Sakura removed it fast enough. “I-I'm sorry.” Sakura stuttered.
She couldn't bare look at him now. Instead, she focused on a small crack on one of her tiles. She felt herself getting hot. She could just picture herself looking like a tomato right now.
Sakura was so into thinking about how ridiculous she must have looked then that when she heard a strange sound, her heard whipped around to see Gaara trying to get up.
“What do you think you're doing?” Sakura asked, snapping back into reality.
“Getting up.” The red head mumbled.
“No, you're not.” Sakura argued, “I found your half dead body in the forest, you have to wait until your wounds heal before you think about going anywhere.”
Gaara was now sitting up in the bed, giving Sakura his famous “death glare”.
”Listen, I've got somewhere to go, I don't have time to sit around and play doctor with you.”
Now Sakura was pissed. Was he calling her…useless? And to think that she had just saved his LIFE! How ungrateful can you get? She wasn't just going to let him tell her off like that!
“I can't believe you!” She shouted, “Maybe I shouldn't have wasted my time on you! I should have let you rot!”
Then, Sakura proceeded to walk right up to the future Kazekage to yell at him some more, but lost her footing and fell over…right on top of him.
BAM!
In the last two seconds of her fall, she was able to stop herself somewhat from falling onto him completely. But she still fell on him pretty hard.
She noticed a red liquid forming itself onto the sheets of her bed. In other words…she dropped on him so hard, she re-opened some of his wounds.
A low grunt came from Gaara as he tried his best not to scream out in pain.
And once again, Sakura had made a fool out of herself. She jumped up so fast; she nearly whacked her head on the wall behind her.
“I'm SO sorry!!” Sakura apologized, as she quickly, and skillfully began to heal his wounds again.
Gaara was now lying down on the bed trying not to show how much pain he was feeling at that moment.
At least I won't have to worry about him leaving now…She thought as she tried to ignore the death glares he was giving her.
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“WHERE IS HE?!” A loud voice screeched through the palace.
The owner of the voice looked down as a servant began to run towards her.
“He's on his way. I've just heard word from the-'' The servant never got to finish their sentence.
A loud slap could be heard from miles around. The servant was thrown down from the force of the slap.
“Shut up! You told me that an hour ago!” She screeched once again.
Her Kakashi-like silver hair swished about with every word she uttered while her cold blue eyes fell down onto her servant.
“B-but Chisame, I only w-wanted to…” The servant trailed off. Because there, standing off to the side, was the man they've been waiting for.
His dark hair covering his face as he slowly walked toward Chisame.
She would have never thought that he would wake up just by the touch of her hand.
So there she was, with her fingers tangled up in the red head's hair, too scared and embarrassed to move, as he glared up at her.
She expected to hear the sound of sand rising up. She expected to feel the sand wrap around her in a sand coffin. She expected to see his face twist into a psychotic look of blood lust.
Instead, he simply said. “Can you remove your hand?”
His voice sounded dry and raspy. But Sakura removed it fast enough. “I-I'm sorry.” Sakura stuttered.
She couldn't bare look at him now. Instead, she focused on a small crack on one of her tiles. She felt herself getting hot. She could just picture herself looking like a tomato right now.
Sakura was so into thinking about how ridiculous she must have looked then that when she heard a strange sound, her heard whipped around to see Gaara trying to get up.
“What do you think you're doing?” Sakura asked, snapping back into reality.
“Getting up.” The red head mumbled.
“No, you're not.” Sakura argued, “I found your half dead body in the forest, you have to wait until your wounds heal before you think about going anywhere.”
Gaara was now sitting up in the bed, giving Sakura his famous “death glare”.
”Listen, I've got somewhere to go, I don't have time to sit around and play doctor with you.”
Now Sakura was pissed. Was he calling her…useless? And to think that she had just saved his LIFE! How ungrateful can you get? She wasn't just going to let him tell her off like that!
“I can't believe you!” She shouted, “Maybe I shouldn't have wasted my time on you! I should have let you rot!”
Then, Sakura proceeded to walk right up to the future Kazekage to yell at him some more, but lost her footing and fell over…right on top of him.
BAM!
In the last two seconds of her fall, she was able to stop herself somewhat from falling onto him completely. But she still fell on him pretty hard.
She noticed a red liquid forming itself onto the sheets of her bed. In other words…she dropped on him so hard, she re-opened some of his wounds.
A low grunt came from Gaara as he tried his best not to scream out in pain.
And once again, Sakura had made a fool out of herself. She jumped up so fast; she nearly whacked her head on the wall behind her.
“I'm SO sorry!!” Sakura apologized, as she quickly, and skillfully began to heal his wounds again.
Gaara was now lying down on the bed trying not to show how much pain he was feeling at that moment.
At least I won't have to worry about him leaving now…She thought as she tried to ignore the death glares he was giving her.
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“WHERE IS HE?!” A loud voice screeched through the palace.
The owner of the voice looked down as a servant began to run towards her.
“He's on his way. I've just heard word from the-'' The servant never got to finish their sentence.
A loud slap could be heard from miles around. The servant was thrown down from the force of the slap.
“Shut up! You told me that an hour ago!” She screeched once again.
Her Kakashi-like silver hair swished about with every word she uttered while her cold blue eyes fell down onto her servant.
“B-but Chisame, I only w-wanted to…” The servant trailed off. Because there, standing off to the side, was the man they've been waiting for.
His dark hair covering his face as he slowly walked toward Chisame.
“You called?”
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Sakura glanced over at Gaara's form. After she had nearly killed him, she healed him, and was now stealing looks at him.
It was dark out now, and most people were asleep.
She leaned against the wall she was standing next to and wiped her forehead with her hand. I'm getting kind of tired… She thought as she slowly sat down on the cold tile floor.
She heard muffled talking coming from the direction of the bed Gaara was lying in.
Was that Gaara? I thought he was asleep…
“Gaara? Did you say something…?” Sakura asked leaning in a bit.
Gaara sat up slightly, “I said…Thank you.” His jade eyes stared down at her for what seemed like hours.
Then went back into the same position when Sakura thought he was “sleeping”.
If she wasn't leaning in so much. She would have missed what he said entirely. She didn't know whether to be happy or confused about it. But she did know one thing…she was tired.
And she drifted off to sleep.
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Sakura glanced over at Gaara's form. After she had nearly killed him, she healed him, and was now stealing looks at him.
It was dark out now, and most people were asleep.
She leaned against the wall she was standing next to and wiped her forehead with her hand. I'm getting kind of tired… She thought as she slowly sat down on the cold tile floor.
She heard muffled talking coming from the direction of the bed Gaara was lying in.
Was that Gaara? I thought he was asleep…
“Gaara? Did you say something…?” Sakura asked leaning in a bit.
Gaara sat up slightly, “I said…Thank you.” His jade eyes stared down at her for what seemed like hours.
Then went back into the same position when Sakura thought he was “sleeping”.
If she wasn't leaning in so much. She would have missed what he said entirely. She didn't know whether to be happy or confused about it. But she did know one thing…she was tired.
And she drifted off to sleep.