Yajuu Chapter 7

He could hear a faint beeping in the distance, and something was bothering his eyes. Sasuke scrunched them up, blinked them open.

The light. It was harsh and all-consuming, except for a blurred face with dark hair. The face leaned over him, and he could barely make out the lips that asked "Uchiha-san?" like she was afraid he was going to answer.

She. Yes, it was definitely a she, she smelled like rose-water, and her hand was soft as if brushed against his forehead. He tried to reply, but all he could manage was a quiet "Hn."

She gasped quietly, her hands retreating to her mouth. He wanted to tell her it was okay, she could touch him, because it was gentle and soft and cool and reminded him, a little, of his mother, but his mouth felt like he'd been eating cotton.

She reached back down, tentatively, and fiddled with something tangled in his hair at the back of his head. A single gauze bandage fell from his eyes, and suddenly his vision was clear.

The first thing he noticed was her pale eyes. He froze. Pale eyes, like the eyes of his savior from all those many years ago. The second thing he noticed was the patch on her sleeve. Hyuuga. He wondered if this was the shy girl from his class at the Academy.

That was when it finally clicked. His savior must have been a Hyuuga. But what was her name?

Slowly, laboriously, he lifted his hand and pointed vaguely at her sleeve. She looked down at her sleeve, then back at him. "What?" she asked quietly.

Sasuke carefully turned his head to see if he was wearing his Uchiha patch on his sleeve. He was and Sasuke painfully turned his arm to point first as his patch, and then his chest.

She seemed to get it, and pointed at herself dumbly. "Me?"

Sasuke nodded.

"I'm—I'm Hyuuga Hinata."

That was it—that was the name of the girl in his class, that was the name of his savior. Sasuke reached out, ignoring the urgent ache in his arm, and somehow managed to catch her hand in his. He held on resolutely, even when she tried to pull away.

This girl had taken care of him when he needed it most—twice now. He'd be damned if he ever let her go.

OMG So it's been three years... Have you missed me? I only even took a look at this story recently because of my dear Anonymous, who wrote a really sweet review. And I was writing another story (Runemaster) and I remembered how much I like writing. So I decided that, for my dear Anon, I would write at least one more chapter. And you know what? I really enjoyed it and I'm happy with how it turned out. So I think I'll continue this story, because I was always fond of the plot. One warning though: this story does not have a happy ending. So if you want Sasuke and Hinata to get married and have kids and grow old together, this is the wrong fic for you. Go read one of my other fics lol And if you're the Anon who wrote me that review... write me a message or something cause I wanna be your best friend! lol

tl;dr- I'm back, I'mma try to finish this story, ily Anon.

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