Fanfic - A Piece Of My Heart - Naruto
Disclaimer: I doooooon't own anything.
Author: rubystar45
Title: A Piece Of My Heart
Prompt: smudge, time's running out, assume the position, sherwood forest, euphemism
Rating: T
Warnings: Slight angst? Maybe a little on the sad side.
Language: Written in English, might try Spanish later on...
Written for the Fanworks challenge on naruverse at Livejournal.
A Piece Of My Heart
“How is she?”
She took a deep breath, gazing into his eyes. “Not good. Her wounds are deep and...honestly...I don't think that she'll last the night.”
“You're the best freaking doctor in here you have to do something!” he said grabbed her uniform in a hostile manner, making the other doctors to swerve at the commotion that was starting.
Her eyes were full of bright tears. “I'm sorry but right now...her time's running out.”
Her banged his arm against the wall, making it crack slightly. The nurses turned to face him and they immediately turned back around when they saw his face.
He leaned against it as if he was going to fall and closed his eyes and slowly remembered...
It had been near Sherwood Forest. She was covered in blood. One of the shinobi had injured her badly as she had tried to ward him off. He was trying to get to her as fast as he could but there was too much in his way. By they time he'd gotten to her, her heart was already beating faintly.
His eyes snapped open when he felt a hand on his shoulder. “You can go in to see her if you want.”
“Isn't her family with her?”
“Nobody's allowed in her room unless it's authorized personnel but...” she glanced up at him, a slow, trembling smile spreading across her face. “You look really bad right now.”
Sakura took him to where Hinata was and carefully opened the door slowly.
She was breathing through an oxygen mask since her lungs had been partially damaged from the fight. Besides that, she was covered in a thick bandage that covered her right arm and chest.
“Ten minutes.”
He nodded, as if in a daze, and he heard the door slowly close behind.
Her face was still pretty, even if it was littered with tiny cuts. Most of them were covered but a couple of them were still bleeding and created a tiny smudge on her face, which he quickly wiped off, involuntarily cupping her chin.
Not that he minded.
He gently took one of her hands as he sat next to her and just looked.
Maybe if he'd been faster he could've reached her in time. If he had been just a little bit stronger maybe he would've been able to defeat his opponent faster.
His forehead crinkled as he watched her chest fall and rise slowly with each slow agonizing breath that was surely causing her pain from the way her face contorted.
Maybe if he had told her the truth from the beginning, then maybe she wouldn't have been exposed to this kind of danger in the first place.
Because of his uncontrollable self-doubt he hadn't told her anything about the way he had been feeling lately. The doubt wasn't even because he wasn't worthy of her. He had assumed the position of the Rokudaime. The doubt lied in what he was. To the outside shinobi who knew about the kyuubi, he was a demon and there laid the doubt. Now her time was running out and if she died-
“No.” His own voice starteld him but he held her hand even tighter. “You're not going to die...not like this.”
“I remember the first time we met. It was at the Academy a long way back. Do you remember? I was the goofy, loud, obnoxious loser who nobody really liked.”
“And you were the dark, misunderstood, quiet, girl. I remember I used to think of you as weird and creepy but it was just the way you seemed, not the way you were.”
“Then we became genin, then chunin, and then jounin. All throughout those years you grew on me, as a comrad, as a companion, as a friend...and now...” he uttered a small shaky laugh. “Now you're...always in my head. I keep trying to make myself think that it's just friendship but I think that's past us now.”
“I think that Grandma's been hitting my head too hard lately because now I'm actually thinking. As in, really thinking about things. It's never good to waste time, she said that to me once but I sort of brushed her off.”
He kissed her barley warm hand. “She was right. She's always right. I should've told you from the very start that I was...that inside of me was-was a demon. Now you're...so hurt...”
“I know you'll survive this. You're a lot stronger than this Hinata. You can beat this, I know you can.”
A soft knock sounded at the door and Sakura peered through the narrow space. “I'm sorry Naruto but you have to leave...”
“No.” he wrapped his arms around her body in a childish way. “I don't want to leave her.”
“Naruto.”
“No matter what you say I'm not going to leave her.”
“But her family's here!” she said in a loud whisper.
“I couldn't care less.” he said, glancing at her. “I'm not moving. I want to stay with her.”
“Naruto it's her family. You should see the way they look. I can't tell them they can't come in. I need you to leave, please.”
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He awoke disoriented and he had to blink a couple of times to figure out where he was when he remembered in a rush.
“Naruto wake up.”
“How is she?” He asked the words before he even fully comprehended what he was asking.
Her face turned empty and her tears filled with tears. “She's sleeping.”
He stared at her for a couple of seconds before he shook his head. “No...no that must be a mistake.”
She shook her head and he turned away from her, immediately heading towards Hinata's room.
He walked fast, if his pace could even be called walking, towards her room and thrashed it open roughly.
All of the tubes that had been connected to her had been disconnected and she was facing up, a content expression on her face.
The second he touched her her eyes flew open and they settled on his face and her lips curved into a soft smile.
“I love you too idiot.”
The ending was weird I must admit. My goodness. =)