Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Poison ❯ Not to Hurt Alone ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Dark Pheonix: About the timeline. The first chapter is a flash back from the autumn before the one that is taking place now. And while in her sleep Sakura dreamt of it. It will come up again, or rather the rest of it. Since she'll dream of it a few times through out the fic, and the first bit of the next chapter was something that happened while she was sleeping. If you can guess who it is, great, but you're not really supposed to know at this point. And yeah, Sasuke can be SOOOOO selfsih and I try so HARD not to write him out of character. But he's an absolute bitch to write sometimes, and it seems he likes to change the storyline quite a bit. But I enjoy writing him, and this fic might be angsty at times, but right now I don't think it will end that way. I have a few chapters already written so for a while I may be posting a chapter or two at a time. But after that it may slow down. Though I do write alot. But thanks alot for your review!!!! It made me so happy! Since this is the first fanfic I posted when I got your review I was extatic!!!! I was like jumping around! You're my first review and I hope my fic continues to bring you joy!!!

Sarri-chan: I'm SOOOOOO happy you like it!!! Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the first two! It's a blast to write so after I finish posting the chapter I have already written my updates should still be pretty consistant. ENJOY~!!!

BlueInferno: And your wish is granted! I may post the next chapter since it is already typed... but I think I'll leave it at this for a little and make you wait since I'm evil like that. But enjoy this chapter for now. I have like.... hmmm.... 3 chapters typed already after this one, so I'll post one a day until I run out... and then you'll have to wait a bit in between. But not to long because I write. ALOT. So ENJOY!! I hope you like!!! ^_^


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She blinked as the room came into focus. Flowers, candy, teddy bears, and all kinds of other gifts filled the room. Was all this for her? She never got this much attention. Then it hit her. She must still be in Sasuke's room. Word must have finally gotten out that he had, indeed, been rescued.

The buzzing in her ears turned into the incoherent chattering of the species known as fangirls. She sat up peering around the room. No one even seemed to notice she was there. There was a large group of said species crowded in one corner of the room, more than likely trying there best to impress a non responsive Sasuke.

There was all this attention for the one they had called 'traitor' while he was away and yet none for the people who risked there lives to bring him back. She didn't care though. It wasn't their attention she wanted. 'Enough of this bullshit,' she crawled out of Sasuke's bed, energized by the nap and her annoyance. She pushed her way through the fangirls to reach the object of her affection and the ringleader of the others.

Sasuke sat resting is forehead firm against the palm of his hand, looking very much like he wished to disappear and little to Sakura's surprise a certian little pig known as Yamanaka Ino was leaned over the back of his chair with her arms locked in a death grip around his neck, deep in conversation with the other girls.

Sakura only rested her hands on her hips and stared at the blonde. She caught Sasuke's eyes first, but he did little more than shift his attention towards her. The slight motion however was enough to alert Ino.

"Sakura-chan!!!" she squealed and threw her arms around the other kunoichi, "Where's your gift for Sasuke-kun?" she asked, trying to look genuinely puzzeled.

"Thanks..." Sakura responded sarcasticly with a glare. She pulled Ino's arms away from her and the blonde gave her a baffled look.

"N-nani?" She replied cluelessly. Sakura was annoyed by this. Ino was the one she had called a friend. And their friendship had actually mended in the three years Sasuke was gone and now one glimpse at him and she was back to being a bitch. What had Ino ever given for Sasuke? Besides of course her unwanted attention. Sakura couldn't stand the girl sometimes. "You failed to remember," she began, "while you were planting flowers, I was training. HARD. And while you were picking and arranging them nicely in preperation for his return, I was at his side, throwing my life on the line to make sure he even got here. And while you and these other brainless fools were filling his room with pathetic gifts he only throws away, I was in a comma because I chose his life over my own!" she spat, hoping atleast ahlf of which were true for the battle she couldn't really remember.


"Then it should really say something shouldn't it Sakura," Ino sneered, "that you give him all this, and still he doesn't love you..." She barely got the sentence out of her mouth when she felt the flesh of her bottom lip burst and the room spin with the taste of blood as Sakura's open hand came in painful contact with her face. Ino gasped slightly wiping the trickling blood away but she refused to loose her cool. The other's fell silent and Ino noticed that Sasuke now leaned forward, his two hands folded together with his chin resting on them, his attention on Sakura, she just couldn't let that happen, "Oh, you're a real lady forehead girl! trying to show off infront of Sasuke-kun like that. What's the matter? Jealous?"


"No," Sakura responded cooly, "Sasuke-kun knows I'm not lady," she gave a slight laugh and smirked, "I'm just noticing the real difference between me and you." Ino responded by cocking an eyebrow questioningly. "It doesn't matter to me if he loves me or not, because I love him, which is more than you can say. You're just another brainless fangirl." Sakura spat the words like venom. God only knew, she really was trying not to rip her "friend's" throat out.


"That's enough," Sasuke said standing up before Ino could speak again. He thought he heard the blonde studder his name, but he cared not, and he could tell by the look on Sakura's bright red face she had completely forgotten he was there. The words she spoke made him a touch uncomfortable, but to see her like that, standing up for herself, not taking any shit. And all that confidence... where had it come from? She had really changed. It interested him, and maybe, just maybe... he was bit proud. He noticed Naruto had entered a moment later followed by Hinata and Neji, the blue eyed boy's face was red and his eyes puffy, only Sasuke knew why. His expression had been as grim as before and Sasuke deeply dreaded what was to come, knowing Naruto wouldn't be able to say it and that he himself would have too. "My teammates and I need to discuss some things, so all of you get out of here," he said as though he would be sick if he were forced to look at them any longer. They all sighed but eventually retreated with there head held low, Ino brought up the rear of the group and shot Sakura a dirty look before leaving. Sakura raised her fist to retaliate but Sasuke grabbed her arm and just shook his head, what he had to say was more important now than old rivalries.

Naruto stepped in after seeing the two Hyuuga off and looked to Sasuke as his eyes began to water again. Sakura looked questioningly to Sasuke.

"What's going on?" she asked looking concerned.

"Sakura.." the Uchiha boy began, then stopped as Naruto came behind her and grabbed one of her hands. He was crying again. Sasuke looked to him, begging for help but Naruto only shook his head and covered his face with his other hand. Sakura looked back and forth at the two boys with a confusingly troubled face. She obvioulsy wanted a explanation.

Sasuke stepped forward grabbing Sakura's other hand, feeling it was only appropriate and he leaned forward brushing the pink hair from her ears and whispered the words in her ears, as if if he said them out loud something horrible would happen. She stepped back, bumping into Naruto, gaping at Sasuke and she tore her hand from Sasuke's grip and covered her mouth. She was trembling and she shook her head as though she believed it weren't true. Sasuke only looked away. He couldn't say a word and a large knot grew in his throat. How had this happened? He felt sick, so sick. He looked back to her and she gasped loudly, choking on her own breath and her knees buckled. He reached out and grabbed her arms and let her slidly gently to the floor with him and Naruto followed. This time however Sasuke locked his arms around her neck as she bawled into his chest, choking and her wild gasps for air fell in sync with Naruto's as he wrapped his arms around her waste, crying into her back. Sasuke just held her tighter. After all. This was his fault too. This was something they all had to face together, as team 7. And for this moment, Sasuke didn't regret coming home. Yeah... home... With them, the people he cared for. He didn't remember the battle, so he didn't know how it had happened, he knew Orochimaru had been there, he had been confirmed dead, but... There was one thing Sasuke did remember, Itachi. He had been there too. Sasuke couldn't remember... Had he killed him?

Sakura finally grabbed at him, nearly ripping his shirt off as she clutched it tightly in her fist. She sounded as if she were dying, like she couldn't breath and Naruto sobbed more quietly into her back, one of his hands had found it's way to Sasuke's arm while the other remained tightly around Sakura's waist. Sasuke didn't push them away. He held Sakura tighter as she pitifully screamed, not to anyone, just to herlself, questions, like how? and why? Questions they all wanted to know. Her nails dug into his back as she only suck lower, falling to his lap, begging to know why, crying his name as if he had the answers. He held on arm still tightly and just ran his hand over her hair over and over soothingly, it was all he knew to do. Naruto had come to sit beside him and rest his head on his shoulder and sobb, but he joined in with the stroking of Sakura's hair as well. He hated to see them like this, hurt so deeply, as if the life could leave there bodies at any moment, but Sasuke didn't shed a tear. He just trying pathetically to comfort them. He owed it to them. This was all his pathetic fault. He'd never know why they loved him, he only brought them pain. And himself as well. He hurt too. Alot. Perhaps as much as them. He was just alot less willing to show it. He finally decided to be selfish, if he was going to hurt like this, he'd rather hurt with them.