Konnichi wa mina-san! AiUchihaUzumaki here with another story!

Okay so this idea has been on my mind for a while and even though it should stay silent and away because life is so hard to deal with at the moment, this idea came to mind so you all get the pleasure of reading it. Also, I haven't giving up on my other stories...especially Wolf's Mate, that chapter is in the works!

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The Mighty Fall

Chapter 1

Sasuke was sick. Mentally? Maybe. Physically? At the moment, yes, he was. The sounds of him gagging and vomiting echoed through his lonely manor. The sun was just rising but the manor remained dark inside. The bathroom that the Uchiha heir was in was the one closest to his room down the hall. The Uchiha hugged the porcelain seat, coughing up the remains of last night's meal, which was plain rice and some sweet and sour chicken oddly enough. He had a lack of an appetite as of late and wasn't wanting to eat, but was forcing himself to eat something or else his teammates and sensei would be on his case.

He had a feeling this would happen. He just knew it.

After ten minutes of staying on his knees, making sure he was steady enough to stand up and flushes the toilet, trying to hold down the gag after smelling his own vomit. Taking a step over to the sink, he washes his mouth out and splashes cold water on his face to wake him up. Looking up in the mirror, he stared at himself, noticing his tired expression and blood-shot eyes.

'Just from vomiting, nothing to worry about.' He says to himself, grabbing a hand-towel and wiping his face from excess water droplets.

He walks out of the bathroom and began to head to his bedroom, figuring that he might as well get himself ready for the day. Now, he was wearing his night-clothes, long blue and white striped night pants and a tee-shirt. The weather called for warmer clothes since it was winter. With the weather changing to colder temperatures and the known common illness spreading, Sasuke merely assumed that he had some sort of stomach virus. Though if anyone would find out that some virus dared beaten the Uchiha immune system, he would get scolding from Kakashi-sensei about keeping his health up, a constantly worrying pink-haired fan-girl and an overactive blonde with the world's loudest voice boosting about him being in better health than the Uchiha and Sasuke didn't want to deal with it.

Making to his room seemed to have taken a bit longer then Sasuke remembered, making the lad feel confused. Nothing other than being stomach-sick seemed off. Maybe his mind was starting to play tricks on him? Sasuke puts his right wrist to his forehead, feeling a bit warm but it wasn't a fever, just some blood rushing around his face from being face-first in the toilet.

The Uchiha goes to his clothes, getting his winter gear ready for the day. Getting his long sleeves on, his longer white shorts and wrapping his legs in typical bandages. Sasuke thought that this would be a good time to do some running before meeting with his teammates today at the usual place. Some running should do him some good.

After getting himself ready, he feels the unwelcome feeling of sick coming upon him. He rushes to the restroom once more, puking nothing but stomach acid, which left a lingering burning in his mouth and throat.

The air is bitter cold. That was the first thing he noted about the weather. The second was that it had snowed. Now he just felt a bit annoyed because he didn't like snow and he didn't like how he didn't expect snow in late January. That was stupid of him.

Locking the door, Sasuke steps down to the ground from his porch and began his morning jog. It was about eight in the morning now, which meant that he had to meet his team in an hour, but his sensei in three hours usually. From his manor, Sasuke ran east, his breath could been seen with the cold air. It wasn't super-speed running, but merely a good exercise for himself and maybe a way to rid from of the nausea he was still feeling.

Fifteen minutes since he started his run, Sasuke started to feel a bit more woozy then when he started. Decided to stop to breathe, he leans against the wooden fence and pants a bit. Strange, he would normally run hours before feeling winded. Something must be wrong with him...

'No. It's just from a lack of self-training...I need to focus more on training and getting revenge.' Sasuke tells himself as he started to walk off before coming around a corner and running into someone, literally.

"Ow! Why don't you watch where you're running?" That voice only belonged to one person; Naruto.

Sasuke had landed on his bottom, as did Naruto. "You dobe. Watch were you're going." Sasuke says, holding back a moan of pain...from his chest? Did Naruto even hit his chest?

The blonde gets up quickly and just when he was about to spout some nonsense, he notices Sasuke's slow movements of getting up and hard time breathing. "Hey are you o-"

"I'm fine." Sasuke interjects quickly. Brushing himself off of the snow that was on his bottom from impact. "What are you doing around here anyways?" Sasuke asks.

Naruto blinks and points over to his right, "I live right there...I was just on my way out to meet you, Sakura, and Kakashi-sensei. What are you doing here?" Naruto asks.

"I was just doing a morning run, not that I need to explain myself and now move aside, I'm still doing my run." Sasuke says, sounding a bit more...aggravated then usual. Naruto blinks, raising an eyebrow at his rival before Sasuke continued to run pass him. Something was off with him, like something was off with himself. Naruto wasn't sick but he felt like something happened and he just couldn't...remember. It'd been bugging him since early December.

He watches Sasuke run off, seeing him take a right and only shrugged at this. Heading his usual way, which was the other way, and left. Around that corner, Sasuke was kneeling down, covering his mouth and trying to hold in his sick. His face was turning slightly red as he held it down and panted in the effort. His vision doubles a bit, but he shakes his head and stands up straight, steadying himself to continued of with the day, and heading to the bridge to meet his team.

When Sasuke made it to the bridge, he remained silent like always. He leans his back against the red railings and ignoring the cold from the lingering snow that was on said railing. Sakura greeted him like always, with a cheerful smile with blush on her face and a slight giggle. He didn't pay attention to what was happening around him.

He shuts his eyes, his hands in his pockets to keep warm, and his long raven bangs shadowing his eyes. He thought he just blink, but when he sudden hears Naruto and Sakura yelling at Kakashi, who'd apparently arrived, he jerked himself awake.

For a moment, Sasuke looked almost un-Uchiha like. Looking over, his teammates backs were to Sasuke and Kakashi seemed to not be paying attention. Good. This meant that he could easily go back to his brooding ways.

"Okay guys, today we'll be doing some taijutsu training," Kakashi says.

"But why Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura asks, complaining a bit. "We all ready know how to fight hand-to-hand. Seems pointless."

"Well, if you must know, it's because we all could use a refresher with the basics. Besides, this is taijutsu training where we'll be learning how to use our charka reserves more wisely in instant situations," Kakashi explains with seriousness in his voice.

"Okay, that's fine. I been meaning to have another round with Sasuke-teme." Naruto says, moving his arm around and cracking some joints.

"Actually Naruto, your opponent will be Sakura. I'll be Sasuke's opponent." Kakashi says, walking over towards Sasuke. Though the Uchiha looked calm, his mind was racing. 'Please don't notice me sick.' He kept repeating in his thick skull.

"But Kakashi-sensei, it won't be fair fighting a girl." Naruto says, making Sakura glare at him. She cracks her knuckles in response, making the blonde pale since Sakura was very aggressive.

"Nonsense, besides I'm making this a fair fight for the moment." Kakashi says and he looks down at Sasuke. "You two, go head down to the field, we'll catch up with you guys in a moment." Kakashi says, making Sasuke swear up and down in his skull.

When the two left, Sasuke was about to walk when Kakashi puts his hand in front of him, blocking him. "Not to fast Sasuke."

'Shit' "What Kakashi?" Sasuke asks in his usual monotone voice. 'Just try to act normal.' That was harder said then done. As Kakashi began to talk, a strong scent of male deodorant came from Kakashi and Sasuke pales a bit more. It stunk! The words Kakashi says blurs as he tries to hold down his sick for the umpteenth time today.

What Kakashi was saying was that Sasuke looked sick and his eyes were blood red and there was bags under his eyes. When Kakashi tried to feel Sasuke's forehead, the boy grabbed his wrist out of instinct, despite being out of it mentally. Sasuke realized what he did and released his sensei's wrist and backs away from him, "Kakashi I'm fine...but I have to go." He says, using a handsign that Kakashi had taught him, vanishing from that spot.

Kakashi sighs; he knew for sure that Sasuke was certainly not fine.

Sasuke went back to his house and laid down on his bed. He shivers a bit and buried himself deeper in his comforter. He just needed some sleep, he now decided upon himself. No matter how relaxed he may have appeared, he couldn't take a nap. He was paranoid that Kakashi, Sakura or Naruto, possibly all three, would suddenly arrive when he'd lowered his guard and notice how sick he was.

He didn't need this. Whatever was plaguing him needed to vanish now! His chest felt a bit heavy, he noticed, and when he placed a hand on it, he could feel his own heart racing.

Maybe he had a serious case of stress? It would explain his vomiting...somewhat. His nerves getting the best of him. But what did he have to stress about? He was a genin, okay being a ninja was stressful but he'd been one long enough that it shouldn't bother him anymore. He'd been thinking more and more about his revenge on Itachi. Was that it? No, he wasn't having nightmares anymore. Only dreamless nights.

Then what was it?

Something was on his mind...but what was it?

Sasuke turns to his side, his chest feeling a bit better but still heavy.

And flappy?

Feeling around with his cold hand, Sasuke notices his chest-area was...tender? That made him sit up and feel around. Moaning a bit around his nipple, he hurt. Yes, it actually hurt to touch around this area.

But why?

Not knowing what was wrong, Sasuke fell asleep with a heavy mind.

When Sasuke woke up, he expected to see the familiar tiling of his bedroom ceiling and the warmth of his blankets that gave him some comfort. He was expecting to see the darkness of his room, being that everything seemed to have dark or royal blue on everything.

He certainly didn't expect to see the moving ceiling tilts and the feeling of his body moving backwards. His eyes dart to his left and right, seeing some medics pushing him. His eyes widen and when he tries to sit up, he was forced down on his back. Mindless people! What was going on!? Who gave them permission to treat him like this?!

"Hey! Release me! What are you doing to me?!" Sasuke began to shout and struggle against the shinobi who specialized in medicine.

"Calm down Uchiha-san! We're only taking you to your room." One of the medic's voice broke through to the young man. Sasuke had been taken to a patient room and moved to a bed instead of a stretcher. It seemed that these idiots were moving him unnecessarily and frankly, it was annoying him.

One of the medics had started him on an IV drip and inserted something in it that soon made Sasuke more and more quiet but not knocking him out completely. He was more like a living doll, his eyes grazed over a bit and a few medics were placing some round things on his chest that had wires on them, sticking to his skin. Apparently, it was a heart monitor and his heartbeat was steady, unlike before.

Before Sasuke realized what was happening, he has visitors.

He didn't even look at them, keeping his eyes on the ceiling. He was still mad at this and wanted answers but he somewhat figured that mostly likely, Kakashi set this all up.

Sakura and Naruto were of course visiting. They were the ones who brought Sasuke to the hospital. Apparently, Sasuke slept-walked, and when they came over to check on him, he answered the door, looking like a zombie, and then falling over, having Sakura and Naruto both catching him.

Sakura was in tears, and Naruto was as worried as Sakura for their teammate.

"Sasuke, I was so worried about you." Sakura cried. "Why haven't you told us that you were sick?"

Sasuke heard and didn't care. He didn't like Sakura, nor Naruto. If he had to choose which he had to be stuck on an island with no hope for help, he'd only choose Naruto because they'd be training and fighting each other most of the time while if he was with Sakura, she'd want to have his babies sooner.

"Sasuke! Answer her! You had us- her worried." Naruto says, trying not to seem like he cared at all but he did. He cared very much.

When Sasuke didn't answer, Naruto grasp him by the shoulders, shaking him roughly. "You bastard, what's going on through your head? Don't you even care about yourself?"

While watching Naruto yell at him, Sasuke's mind was shutting off. The only thing he truly remember was that Sakura was trying to shove Naruto off him, and watching Naruto's lips form words that never truly reached his ears.