This Girl's Name Is Sakura Haruno [Naruto Fanfic]

Chapter Nineteen

Gaara shoved another glass of water under her nose.

Taking a sip from it, Sakura rasped out a small 'thanks.'

Sakura then decided to lie down since her stomach had told her so. As her skin made contact with cool tile floor, Goosebumps began popping all over her skin. Even if Sakura was in the thickest pajamas she own, she was still shivering.

Rolling onto her back, Sakura closed her eyes. Listening to the minimized conversation outside, she could easily make out Sasuke's deep, velvety voice among the other two Haruno brothers. But what concerned her was that his tone wasn't exactly ecstatic. As a matter of fact, it was quite the opposite.

"Stop, you two can think whatever your idiotic mind desires. I know Akame and she would never do such a thing. But if I'm proven wrong...I'll deal with it later."

"Uchiha, you better deal with it now since it's clear that what Akame did was no accident." Gaara's voice was rough and harsh. Sakura could just imagine his sea foam eyes narrowing and his lips tight in a straight line.

"I thought I said we were done here."

"Uchiha, -"

"Hn, I'm going to check on Sakura."

Sakura listened to his light footsteps hitting the hard wood floor of the living room before entering the bathroom. When she opened them, Sasuke was leaning against the door frame eyeing her form sprawled on the floor. "I feel like shit," Sakura moaned.

He stared at her for a second's time before leaving. Sasuke came back dragging a blanket towards her with a pillow under his arm.

"How does this one look?" Ino stepped out from behind the curtain. "I think I like this one."

Kiba looked up from his phone and felt his jaw drop. "...Whoa..."

Ino smiled at the boy's reaction, taking that as a compliment. Turning around, she looked at her appearance in the tall mirror. She found herself looking at a tall blond girl smiling with her baby blue eyes twinkling. The girl had on an elegant, but seemingly stunning white bridal dress. It was a sweetheart cut neckline with gems traveling across her torso as it hugged her figure tight at the top then flowed out at the bottom. As it reached the near bottom, the fabric became covered with lace.

Looking back up, Ino couldn't help but take notice Kiba's eyes staring at her. Slowly, Ino couldn't help but melt under his gaze, the boy had that effect on her. Sighing though, Ino realized that the said boy wasn't going to be the one standing at the altar waiting for her on that special day. A bitter smile dawned upon the girl's feature. It was just like yesterday when she remember herself fawning over the handsome Uchiha Sasuke and she felt like the happiest girl in the world when they announced that the two were to be wed by this spring. Which was approaching quite quickly. But now, her heart was stolen by the mesmerizing smile and bubbling black orbs of the boy sitting in the background.

'No,' Ino stopped her mind from wondering any farther. Straightening her back and holding her head up high, 'No. I'm marrying Uchiha Sasuke. Why wouldn't I? This is the moment I've been waiting since he came into my life, this is it. No one can take him out of my grasp, he's mine.'

Nodding her head in determination, Ino forced a smile to come to her face. But suddenly, her façade dropped as Kiba asked the one question she's been dreading to hear...

"Who's going to be your Maid of Honor?"

Sakura was still sick, coughing her lungs up here and there, but no biggie. She was fine despite that fact that she was kind of drugged up on Advil and Halls. Sakura resumed working her regular schedule at the Ichiraku Café.