Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Death By Love ❯ Her Confusion ( Chapter 5 )
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Death By Love
violence - [vahy-uh-luh
ns] n.
1) swift and intense force.
2) rough of injurious physical force, action, or treatment.
anger - [ang-ger] n, v.
1) A strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence aroused by a wrong; wrath; ire.
violence - [vahy-uh-luh
ns] n.
1) swift and intense force.
2) rough of injurious physical force, action, or treatment.
anger - [ang-ger] n, v.
1) A strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence aroused by a wrong; wrath; ire.
2) To arouse anger or wrath in.
Sakura stared wide eyed at Tsunade as she as back down into the pearly white seat behind her. “Sakura…what were doing…?” She asked, looking suspiciously at her.
“I...I was -”
“GAARA!” Naruto interrupted, taking long strides to the hospital bed which Gaara was lying in.
“Now that I, Me, Uzumaki Naruto is here, you'll be fine!” He declared looking up into the ceiling of the room. “Evil Be Gone!” He yelled throwing ramen seasoning over Sakura's head.
“What are you doing?!?” She screeched, dusting the salt like solid off of her body.
“I'm trying to stop you from poisoning Gaara!” Naruto stated very matter-of-factly.
Sakura didn't have time to reply, she looked over at Tsunade to see that she was waiting for her to explain herself. So she went up to talk to her boss.
“Tsunade, I was just looking at something shiny I saw in the bed.” Sakura mumbled. She knew it sounded childish but…what else could she say?
Tsunade visibly sighed and looked Sakura straight in the eye. “I only came here to here to give you this.” Tsunade said, waving a needle filled with a brown liquid. “Make sure he takes it, once every day.”
“Alright.” Sakura sighed. No more making a fool out of myself! She thought as she took the needle her boss handed her.
“Naruto, please exit the hospital.” Tsunade said, “Visiting hours are over.”
“Okay.” Naruto replied. “Gaara, remember what I told you…If anything happens…use the ramen!” Naruto said into Gaara's ear.
All the while, Gaara looked extremely irritated. The two blondes exited the hospital room soon after that.
Sakura took a deep breath in and made her way over to her patient. She sat down in the white seat all the while, glaring holes into Gaara's skull.
“Hold out your hand.” Sakura said monotonously.
He did what was told and Sakura injected the needle into one of his veins. She looked over at his face, hoping to see some kind of discomfort, or pain, or something. But his face was impassive as ever.
And here I thought that I would some how get back at him for destroying my kitchen…She thought to herself, I should ask him about that.
He was staring up into the ceiling of the hospital with an odd look in his eye. It looked as if he was studying something very hard.
“Gaara?” Sakura said, trying to get his attention. If he was listening…he didn't show it. “Why did you try to leave the village when you're clearly not in the state to be traveling?”
There was silence for a few seconds, and then he mumbled in a muffled voice. “You wouldn't understand.”
“Try me.” Sakura said, trying to get him to explain…he didn't. So she decided to ask him another question, one which bothered her a lot. “Why did you wreck my kitchen then?”
“My sand got out of control.” He said with no emotion.
Some future Kazekage...he can't even control his own sand! Sakura thought bitterly.
Sakura spent the rest of the day asking him random questions. She couldn't just sit there in total silence like he could. Some of the questions she asked him were answered in two words, and the rest weren't answered at all.
It was like that until 6:00 rolled around and she began gathering her belongings to leave and go home.
Before walking out the room, she waved at Gaara and saying, “I'll see you tomorrow.”
In response, he turned around backing her.
She walked out of his room, and down the front steps of Konoha Hospital smiling to herself.
In a weird way, she had fun today. She didn't have to go through the stress of seeing multiple patients or doing the janitors' job. All she had to do was sit back, and take care of a certain future Kazekage.
While walking home, she spotted someone is orange clothing jumping around over the training field. Naruto…She thought, as she walked over to the training fields to talk to him.
“Hey Sakura!” Naruto said, running up to Sakura. He had dirt all over himself and one or two small cuts on his arms and legs.
Sakura stared wide eyed at Tsunade as she as back down into the pearly white seat behind her. “Sakura…what were doing…?” She asked, looking suspiciously at her.
“I...I was -”
“GAARA!” Naruto interrupted, taking long strides to the hospital bed which Gaara was lying in.
“Now that I, Me, Uzumaki Naruto is here, you'll be fine!” He declared looking up into the ceiling of the room. “Evil Be Gone!” He yelled throwing ramen seasoning over Sakura's head.
“What are you doing?!?” She screeched, dusting the salt like solid off of her body.
“I'm trying to stop you from poisoning Gaara!” Naruto stated very matter-of-factly.
Sakura didn't have time to reply, she looked over at Tsunade to see that she was waiting for her to explain herself. So she went up to talk to her boss.
“Tsunade, I was just looking at something shiny I saw in the bed.” Sakura mumbled. She knew it sounded childish but…what else could she say?
Tsunade visibly sighed and looked Sakura straight in the eye. “I only came here to here to give you this.” Tsunade said, waving a needle filled with a brown liquid. “Make sure he takes it, once every day.”
“Alright.” Sakura sighed. No more making a fool out of myself! She thought as she took the needle her boss handed her.
“Naruto, please exit the hospital.” Tsunade said, “Visiting hours are over.”
“Okay.” Naruto replied. “Gaara, remember what I told you…If anything happens…use the ramen!” Naruto said into Gaara's ear.
All the while, Gaara looked extremely irritated. The two blondes exited the hospital room soon after that.
Sakura took a deep breath in and made her way over to her patient. She sat down in the white seat all the while, glaring holes into Gaara's skull.
“Hold out your hand.” Sakura said monotonously.
He did what was told and Sakura injected the needle into one of his veins. She looked over at his face, hoping to see some kind of discomfort, or pain, or something. But his face was impassive as ever.
And here I thought that I would some how get back at him for destroying my kitchen…She thought to herself, I should ask him about that.
He was staring up into the ceiling of the hospital with an odd look in his eye. It looked as if he was studying something very hard.
“Gaara?” Sakura said, trying to get his attention. If he was listening…he didn't show it. “Why did you try to leave the village when you're clearly not in the state to be traveling?”
There was silence for a few seconds, and then he mumbled in a muffled voice. “You wouldn't understand.”
“Try me.” Sakura said, trying to get him to explain…he didn't. So she decided to ask him another question, one which bothered her a lot. “Why did you wreck my kitchen then?”
“My sand got out of control.” He said with no emotion.
Some future Kazekage...he can't even control his own sand! Sakura thought bitterly.
Sakura spent the rest of the day asking him random questions. She couldn't just sit there in total silence like he could. Some of the questions she asked him were answered in two words, and the rest weren't answered at all.
It was like that until 6:00 rolled around and she began gathering her belongings to leave and go home.
Before walking out the room, she waved at Gaara and saying, “I'll see you tomorrow.”
In response, he turned around backing her.
She walked out of his room, and down the front steps of Konoha Hospital smiling to herself.
In a weird way, she had fun today. She didn't have to go through the stress of seeing multiple patients or doing the janitors' job. All she had to do was sit back, and take care of a certain future Kazekage.
While walking home, she spotted someone is orange clothing jumping around over the training field. Naruto…She thought, as she walked over to the training fields to talk to him.
“Hey Sakura!” Naruto said, running up to Sakura. He had dirt all over himself and one or two small cuts on his arms and legs.
“Hi Naruto.” She said smiling. Seeing Naruto like that some how reminded her of Sasuke. He was always training so hard. Trying to be the best so he could avenge his clan. That was the only thing he thought about.
“Umm…Naruto.” She started, “Don't you ever...think about Sasuke?”
She would never forget the look she saw on Naruto's face. A look that she never saw before. She couldn't quite place what emotion is was…sad…? Pained..? But she knew that she saw that emotion somewhere before.
Naruto kept his head down low for a moment, and then said, “No, I don't. And you shouldn't either.” His voice sounded hollow and empty.
There was an uneasy silence after that.
“I-I better get going then.” Sakura said quickly. And turned around and walked in the direction of her house.
She never saw Naruto act that way before. And the look he gave her when she first asked about Sasuke…the last time she remembered ever seeing that look was four years ago. It seemed as if everyone was giving her that look. A look that you give someone when you know something about them that they don't even about themselves. But the looks stopped, and Sakura completely forgot about them. Until Now.
She pushed all thoughts of Sasuke to the back of her head as she entered her house. She washed up and sat down in her sofa next to the phone and called her best friend, Ino.
The phone rung a couple of times and then was answered by a high pitched voice.
“Hello?”
“Hey Ino. It's me…Sakura.”
“Oh, Hi Sakura…how was work today?”
“Work was actually fun today. I have to take care of Gaara until he gets out of the hospital. All I've done really is talked to him.”
On the other line, Ino clenched her fists.
“Oh.”
“Ino? Are you okay?” Sakura asked. Noticing the change in Ino's voice.
“I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow. Kay?” Ino said, sounding cheerful again.
“Okay. Bye.” Sakura said. Hanging up the phone.
Soon after, she drifted off to sleep on her sofa.
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Ino angrily hung up the phone. Not again… She thought franticly. Why? All the time, every time!
She was getting more upset by the second. In her anger, she happened to look up and see a picture of her and Sakura smiling at the beach.
Ino snatched the picture from off the dresser it was sitting on and glared at it.
“This is all your fault…” She said to the picture, as if it could talk back.
“IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!” She screamed as tears run down her face. She hurled the picture into a wall. The glass shattered. The frame broke into two. The picture was ruined.
Ino got up and looked at the violence she had done to the once beautiful picture. It was now ripped into two. On one side of the picture Ino, and on the other side, Sakura.
How ironic…
“Umm…Naruto.” She started, “Don't you ever...think about Sasuke?”
She would never forget the look she saw on Naruto's face. A look that she never saw before. She couldn't quite place what emotion is was…sad…? Pained..? But she knew that she saw that emotion somewhere before.
Naruto kept his head down low for a moment, and then said, “No, I don't. And you shouldn't either.” His voice sounded hollow and empty.
There was an uneasy silence after that.
“I-I better get going then.” Sakura said quickly. And turned around and walked in the direction of her house.
She never saw Naruto act that way before. And the look he gave her when she first asked about Sasuke…the last time she remembered ever seeing that look was four years ago. It seemed as if everyone was giving her that look. A look that you give someone when you know something about them that they don't even about themselves. But the looks stopped, and Sakura completely forgot about them. Until Now.
She pushed all thoughts of Sasuke to the back of her head as she entered her house. She washed up and sat down in her sofa next to the phone and called her best friend, Ino.
The phone rung a couple of times and then was answered by a high pitched voice.
“Hello?”
“Hey Ino. It's me…Sakura.”
“Oh, Hi Sakura…how was work today?”
“Work was actually fun today. I have to take care of Gaara until he gets out of the hospital. All I've done really is talked to him.”
On the other line, Ino clenched her fists.
“Oh.”
“Ino? Are you okay?” Sakura asked. Noticing the change in Ino's voice.
“I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow. Kay?” Ino said, sounding cheerful again.
“Okay. Bye.” Sakura said. Hanging up the phone.
Soon after, she drifted off to sleep on her sofa.
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Ino angrily hung up the phone. Not again… She thought franticly. Why? All the time, every time!
She was getting more upset by the second. In her anger, she happened to look up and see a picture of her and Sakura smiling at the beach.
Ino snatched the picture from off the dresser it was sitting on and glared at it.
“This is all your fault…” She said to the picture, as if it could talk back.
“IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!” She screamed as tears run down her face. She hurled the picture into a wall. The glass shattered. The frame broke into two. The picture was ruined.
Ino got up and looked at the violence she had done to the once beautiful picture. It was now ripped into two. On one side of the picture Ino, and on the other side, Sakura.
How ironic…