My Snippets: Part 1

🔞 Crash: Part 1 💔

Sakura awoke slowly; her mind was completely foggy and her awareness distorted. She couldn't move, her body felt heavy and the bright light behind her eyelids brought forth a soft, unsettled groan from her parched throat and plump, chapped lips. She felt a hand squeeze her own; a muffled, masculine voice calling out to her by name... but it was all still too much of a fuzzy blur for her to be able to tell who it was that was sitting next to her and calling out to her so earnestly.

Slowly though, Sakura began to regain full consciousness, along with certain memories.

Her car...
... the road...
... then... then what happened next?

She remembered driving down the icy road at midnight... remembers the other cars flying past hers... remembers being jerked around when someone slammed into her car and she even remembers hitting her head on the window, but then—

There was pain.

Shooting and excruciating through her entire body and she hissed deeply, as she slowly woke from her deep slumber and opened her eyes to a bright, white room. Sakura could hear a heart monitor beeping on her right... while a strong, formidable presence resided on her left. When she slowly turned her head to gaze at the unknown figure, she could see the immediate relief flashing across his eyes, and then suddenly, he was on her; his lips pressing firmly but gently against her own as he wrapped his hand tightly around her much smaller one.

Her green eyes widened at his actions; this handsome stranger was presumably unaware of her growing unease. When he pulled away, she simply blinked at him... unable to formulate a response to the strangely affectionate act.

"I'm glad you're finally awake, Sakura. It's been hours."

Sakura swallowed and then blinked once. "How long have I been... what happened?"

The dark-haired man sighed and rubbed a hand across his face, his expression weary and tired. "Well, you were in a car accident. But the doctor said you will be fine and ready to go home in the next couple of days. As for your other question, you have been unconscious for nearly 12 hours."

"12 hours!!!" Sakura was stunned and attempted to sit up, but was quickly (though not forcefully) stopped by the man as he put a large hand across her shoulder to hold her in place.

"You shouldn't move too much right now, Sakura. You just woke up, and you might end up pulling something out that shouldn't be. I will call the nurse and have her come in to check on your vitals."

"Thank you... um...," but she hesitated; remembering the fact that she had no idea who this man was. "I... do I know you?"

"Sakura Uchiha, this is no time for jokes." When she didn't respond and simply stared at him, (blankly) his expression grew concerned. "You don't... know who I am."

She hesitated for a split second before shaking her head. His thin lips pulled down even further and his black brows creased, as if he was in deep thought. "I see...," was all he said before releasing her hand, standing, and then excited the room.

Leaving Sakura confused and alone.

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-Danzō-

Ring, ring, ring.
Click.

"Did you do it," a gruff voice spoke into the receiver.

"Yes sir, the mission is complete. Sakura Uchiha appears to be unable to remember anything, thanks to the crash."

"Excellent. Let's keep it that way. Keep me informed. I will be in touch."

Click.

Long, disfigured nails tapped against a thigh, the material of the man's suite soft against his fingertips. A wicked grin flashed across his lips, causing those around him to shrink back from the dark aura that surrounded him.

'Nobody messes with Danzō Shimura.'

Not Sasuke Uchiha... and certainly not his wife. He would show them. All of them. They would all pay for what they did to him. One way or another.

And if Mrs. Uchiha happened to regain her memory... and why she was speeding so quickly that night to get back to her husband... well he just might have to go and eliminate her himself.

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Author's Notes:
If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read, I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.