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Bad Dream Chapter 2

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I was completely alone. It didn't hit me until the morning after he had left. I had opened my eyes and rolled over expecting to see his face, instead I saw only the empty space that should have been filled with his body. The feeling similar to when one takes an extra step going up the stairs in the dark. It's happened to everyone. There is a moment of surprise that feels like the very ground was ripped out from right beneath your feet.  It didn't click in my head that it had not been a dream until I had searched the rest of the apartment, he left and I had to accept it.

To be honest, it was pathetic how attached and dependant I was of him. I was so used to doing everything with him, cooking, cleaning, exercising, studying, showering . . . .  It took a couple weeks to get accustomed to the solitude and just when I thought I could get used to living without him I got sick. It was like a low blow from fate to have me catch an illness when Sasuke wasn't here to baby me. Once after a trip to the rain village, I had caught a nasty cold. Of course it had been entirely my fault for insisting that we dance in the rain like in one of those sappy romantic dramas. The night we returned to our apartment I was bed ridden with powerful headaches and an abnormally high fever, not to mention the never ending leakage of mucus from my nose. When I was too drowsy to get up to use the restroom he would carry me to the bathroom and patiently wait for me to finish and I would let him carry me back.  He would stay up at night to make my temperature go down, and during the day he would cook for me and would remind me of taking my medicine. It was ironic that an aspiring medic needed to be taken care of but it's not that I needed it, I wanted it.

I knew I shouldn't have let Ino cook for me last Saturday but she wouldn't have taken no for an answer, and now I was paying the price. She thought it would be nice to "take care of me" for the weekend since I was, in what she considered a deep dark depression. When I got home after a long shift at the hospital I found the door to be unlocked and noise coming from the kitchen. Two things were going through my head at that moment; adrenaline and anger. Adrenaline because it had been a long time since I'd fought anyone:  anger because it only reminded me once more that Sasuke was not here when I needed him the most.

I cautiously opened the door and grabbed one of the kunai I had specifically placed on the coat hanger next to the door for emergencies such as this as I made my way into the kitchen. I paused and heard singing and out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of gold and purple. I knew exactly who this person was.
"INO! What the hell are you doing in here!? I swear I thought you were a thief!" I shouted in a rage as I dropped the kunai to the floor and kicked off my shoes and slumped into one of the closest chairs.

"Jesus Sakura, there's no need to yell, I assumed you would know it was me. After all who else has a key of your apartment?" She looked quizzically at me while in a frilly little apron and holding one of my frying pans.

"No one, I don't remember ever giving you a key." I frowned as I rubbed my tired feet.

"Ahhh, I get it. Smart man." She muttered to herself.

"What are you going on about Ino-pig?" I asked in exasperation.

"Sasuke gave me the key, but he didn't tell you that . . . did he?"

"No . . . when did this happen?"

"It was a couple of days before he left, and I'm pretty sure I know why." She looked at me with an annoying grin on her face. "He didn't want his wittle baby Sakuwa to be all by herself."

"Oh shut the hell up. I don't need to be taken care of, what an insult." I scoffed.

"Look Sakura, I know you're sad Sasuke left but you can't live in this black hole. He'll be back." She was giving me a kindhearted smile and I could see the concern in her eyes. "And don't worry, I'll pop up from time to time to check up on you." She got closer to me and stretched out her arms toward me. "Just think of me as your fairy god mother." She was now awkwardly hugging me.

I was thinking about what she had just said and to be honest I had made myself busy purposely so that I wouldn't have time to think about Sasuke very much. I was working twelve hour shifts at the hospital and I had started taking sleeping pills to knock myself out when my mind wouldn't shut down during the time I did have off. Ok, maybe it wasn't so healthy for me, but I wasn't about to let her know that.

"Gee thanks Ino, I'm not depressed though. I've just been busy, ok?"

"Hmmm, ok then, as you wish my dear."

"Oh please for the love of Christ, quite the nice act Ino, you're freaking me out." I gave a small smile.

"Ha ha ha, very funny Sakura." She replied sarcastically then playfully punched my arm.

"Ok then, now that we've gotten this sentimental crap out of the way do you feel like eating this gourmet meal I've prepared especially for you?"

I should have known better than to trust Ino with any kind of cooking but I did, and now I was paying for it. Thankfully I had the day off so I could puke and feel like crap all day, which was a shame because I had intended to spend the day with Ino and Hinata shopping. But no, life was a cruel twisted thing.
It was about 11 am when I received my first wave of sickness and I cursed Ino to death for every minute I spent hunched over the toilet. I told her that chicken was a bit under cooked but all she said was "Oh don't be such a diva! It's fine!" I guess I'm also to blame in a way . . . I should have known better . . .  

After I sent a text to Hinata telling her I wasn't feeling good and that I wouldn't be able to make it, I simply went back to bed and did not get up until it was about four o'clock in the afternoon. I decided it wasn't worth it to cook up a meal for myself when the possibility of throwing it all up still loomed over me. So I ate a couple of crackers, drank some 7 up and went back to sleep.

I woke up at 3:59 a.m. the next morning.  I was starving and I felt a little better so I decided to make myself some breakfast. The smell of the scrambled eggs did not seem right, but I was too hungry to care. I made enough for about two people and I ate it all. Big mistake. About half an hour later when I finished washing the dishes I felt it all coming back up. I barely made it in time to the toilet when my breakfast made its reappearance. I wanted to crawl back into bed but I knew Lady Tsunade would have my head on a platter if my report was to be late.

After my stomach was left empty and I washed out my mouth, I made my way into the shower to get ready for my shift at the hospital. As much as I wanted to take a long hot steamy shower I knew it wouldn't be wise. I was already a little dizzy and I've had a history of becoming extremely dizzy in hot steamy showers. In fact, the first night Sasuke and I slept in our apartment we decided to take a shower after a long day of unpacking boxes and arranging furniture. As one can imagine, things got out of control and in the heat of the moment I literally passed out. When Sasuke woke me up he told me I had fainted due to all of the steam and my fast breathing. Needless to say, he never let that happen again. I couldn't help but remember that while in the shower by myself. I had to admit, I did miss him very much.

That morning at the hospital I was inside Lady Tsunade's office to turn in the latest report she assigned last week. It was so cold in her office and I could feel my mouth watering. I could feel the bile rising in my throat again and I desperately dashed to the closest trash can in the corner of the office. I didn't even notice when the door opened and Shizune shouted for help, or when she kneeled next to me and held my hair back. By the time I was finished Lady Tsunade was standing at the door way and there was a wheelchair waiting for me. While Shizune helped me into the wheelchair my former sensei began the basic questioning.

"What was the last time and meal you had?"

"Well I had some scrambled eggs this morning . . . but I think it might be the chicken that Ino cooked up for me a couple days ago . . . But I think it should have passed already . . ."

"Sakura, when was your last period?"

"I . . . I don't know . . ."

"Shizune, take Sakura and get some blood work done."

"Yes my lady."

I had so many thoughts racing through my mind. Why would I need blood work? It was just food poisoning after all, no big deal. Why would my menstrual cycle have anything to do with this? I looked over to Shizune who was pushing me toward the blood work lab.

"I think Lady Tsunade is over reacting Shizune, it's just a case of food poisoning. So I think you can let me get up now." I smiled at her and she stopped so I began to stand up. Only to see black spots in my vision and feel my knees give out.
I'm finally done with the second chapter! If you read this please let me know what you think. This is a sasusaku fanfiction and it is my first so that's my excuse for lack of experience. Enjoy :)

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Sasuke105's avatar
HOLY CRAP!!! sorry for my language but WOW! i wonder whats going to happen next! :O so exciting