I decided I hated the previous version of chapter 4. Chew me out or what ever, but what the writer decides, the writer decides ^...^ And theres really no talking them out of it if you don't have a good arugument against it ^...^

Oh, and I like to say thanks to SakuBunny, for pointing out a mistake I made with hospitel protocal in the previouse version of the chapter. I'm not sure if its completly right yet, but who cares! Its a story! My story, to boot! So yup ^...^ And a shout out to Arrowthroughmyheart, who seems to disagree with my ethics of not putting curse words in this story. Care to know why? When I was five I promised my grandmother I would never curse. I plan to keep that promise in her honor. I hope no one else disagrees. And to all my other reviewers! I may not have listed you, but your still all appreciated ^...^ Now on to the story.

Sakura POV

I feel so... Numb. Yeah that's the word. Numb. beep. And heavy. But it's nice. beep. It's kind of like being wrapped in a rather heavy, fuzzy blanket. beep. I wish I could stay like this forever. beep. That would be very, very nice. beep. I would be safe... from them. beep. But what is that God forsaken beeping noise! beep. There it freakin is again! beep. It's going to drive me insane! beep. Ok that's it, I can't take that sound anymore. beep.

Sasuke POV

She was so still. I would have thought she was dead if it wasn't for the movement of her chest and the occasional sound of the machine next to her. The doctor's had stopped the bleeding two hours ago. The nurse tried to get in touch with her parents, but all the numbers on her papers, were either disconnected, or belong to someone else. Maybe that's why I stayed. Because her parents weren't here.

"Un uh" that was the first sound Sakura had made in the last two hours. I stood up from my chair and walked over to the foot of the bed.

The heart monitors beeps began to come faster, and faster until there was barley a second between one.

"Un huh" There was that cute little noise again. Wait. Did Sasuke Uchiah just say something was cute? No no no no no I did not.

"Ah!" That was not a cute noise. That was a rather distressed noise.

Sakura began to thrash under her sheets, like she was trying to escape there grip. She opened her eyes suddenly, and all movement ceased. I let the beeping of the machine slow before I said anything.

"Hey" She seemed startled by the sudden sound, and the beeping accelerated a little, then slowed again.

She sat up slowly while holding onto her abdomen. "Hey" she answered in a small voice.

"Sakura" I said with a sigh. "There were three fresh lacerations, and no less then 20 older ones. There were also small cuts on the back of your head, with glass in them and traces of wine."

She turned her head down and chose instead to stare at her hands. "Um, you see, I slipped and fell when I was carrying a wine bottle. And then I..." She let her sentence come to a stop, either not sure how to explain it, or not willing too.

"Why would you do that to yourself?" I had meant for the question to come out harsh, to scold her, but I only managed a desperate whisper.

Her pale arms wrapped themselves around her as if to protector her from something. If only I knew what it was!

"I...you see... I'm sorry." She managed to choke out an apology before a sob ripped its way from her throat and the water works began. A nurse walked in, saw Sakura crying uncontrollably, and gave me a glare, as if blaming me. I stepped back, until my knees hit the chair, forcing me to sit and watch as the nurse whispered comforting things to the wounded girl until her face was dry and she was quite once more.

"Mr. Uchiah." The nurse said as she turned to me, "About the was a pile up on a high way near by, and we need the bed. Would you mind either getting in contact with Ms. haruno's parents, or taking her home yourself?"

"Yeah Sure."

"If her parents aren't home, then find someone else she can spend the night with. Just to be safe." Her eyes became weary at the last sentence. "Sakura, there is a change of clothes you can have in the drawer of the bedside table. I want you to come back tomorrow. You'll be meeting with social services then and the police. You will also have to have your cuts checked out again." She smiled at the pinkett then left without another word.

Normal POV

Sakura walked out of the bath room wearing pair of denim shorts, and a lose fitting, slightly faded, light blue t-shirt. One hand ran through her tousled cotton candy locks, while the other attempted to make the shorts longer, in order to hide the black, blue, purple, and yellow marks clearly visible there. Sasuke sighed at the sight of them , the pinkett blushed and turned away.

"Ready?" Sakura nodded in response to the question. Sasuke held the door open for her as she exited. He left it swing shut after they had both left the sterile room. Sakura held the wall for support with her right hand, and had her left, clutching her belly in pain.

"You know what." Sasuke said, walking ahead towards a nurse. "I'm going to get you a wheelchair."

He returned a minute later wheeling said contraption in Sakura's Direction.

"Get in." The dark hair male held the chair steady while she lowered herself into it.

"Thank you."

"Hn."

*Scene skip. I'm not sure how you guys will feel about this, or even if this is necessary, but I really don't want to write them walking out of the hospital and into the car. Call me lazy ^...^

Sasuke helped his female companion into the passenger seat, before getting in himself, and starting the engine.

"Sasuke," Sakura whispered just loud enough for him to hear, " Please take me home." He nodded in response and pulled out of the hospital parking lot.

The drive to Sakura's house … quiet to say the least. No one spoke, and there was a stiff silence surrounding the current residents of the car. They were less then 3 minutes away, when the female of the pair broke the tense silence.

"I'm sorry I had to trouble you with taking me to the hospital. I should have taken care of myself before I lost that much blood."

The normally stoic male turned to Sakura with a look of total shock before pulling over and shutting off the engine. His hands remand on the steering wheel, gripping the piece of equipment so hard, his already pale knuckles took on a who new shade of white.

"What really happened Sakura?"

She parted her lips slightly as if to answer, before quickly slapping them shut, and opening the car door without a word.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. It's only about a mile and a half. I can walk."

Sasuke was quick to exit the car and follow behind her. "Your going to start bleeding again. You can't walk all the way there."

"watch me." She sneered over her shoulder.

"Sakura. Get back in the car." He said between clenched teeth. When she continued to walk, His anger escalated, and without thing, he reached out, and grabbed her by her forearm, spun her around and yelled: "Get back in the car Sakura!"

She started to quake in his arms, and tears pricked her eyes until they rolled down her face. She was terrified. The obsidian eyed male saw this, but he did not loosen his grip on her.

"Are you going to hit me too?" The pinkett whispered. "Are you going to slap me around like a rag doll!" Her voice escalated as her fear morphed into anger. "Let go of me!" And he did.

I hope I spelled Sasuke's last name right this time. Review, flame, don't review, favorite, de-favorite, I don't care. Just do something to let me know that I'm doing well, or just plan awful. Oh and did this seem rushed to you? I know I ask that a lot, but it always seems rushed to me.