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.
The front door chimed as an incoming customer entered, "Welcome to Ichiraku Café." Through her peripheral vision she saw a pair of familiar purple heels clacking against the floor. Averting her eyes upward, she came to face with wide, baby blue eyes. "Ino?"
The rosette didn't bother to hide the disbelief in her tone.
"Hey Sakura," Ino began fidgeting with the ends of her scarf; "...can I talk to you for a minute?"
"...uhh—"
Sayuki took the piece of cloth out of her hand and began wiping down the counters, "Just go. It's not there's anyone to serve in this place anyways."
Sakura spared another glance at the silvery haired girl before removing her uniform's cap and untying her apron, "Alright."
Ino slid into the nearby booth, settling down. She muttered a quick 'thank you' as Sakura handed her a cup of hot tea, Ino wrapped her hand around the cup and took a small sip. After a couple minutes of silence, Ino cleared her throat. "I heard you were sick, are you feeling better?"
It shocked Sakura how casually the girl was talking to her as if they were friends. But she quickly covered it up, "Yeah. I'm getting better, still a little sick nothing too much."
"Our wedding is coming up soon...and...well Sasuke already found his best man." Ino laughed nervously. Biting her lips, Ino found that she was being quite cruel. "But I, on the hand...I'm still looking."
Ino eyes rose up to meet Sakura's emerald ones. "Sakura, would like to be my Maid of Honor?"
If Sakura happened to be sipping her tea at the time she was sure that she would've burnt her tongue by in taking the hot liquid too quickly or choking on her spit. And that was what happened.
"Pardon?"
"I know I'm being quite an evil witch...but you're the only one I got Sakura. I don't really have any friends at all; they're just a bunch of fangirls and kiss ups. We were/are enemies but out of all of the people I think I would choose you, my enemy, verses anyone else. Will please be my Maid of Honor?" Ino pleaded.
Sakura didn't know whether to take it as an insult or compliment, "Alright."
The two girls were quite shocked at Sakura's answer, even herself.
Ino's eyes immediately lit up with happiness, "Really?" Ino took Sakura's hand into her hand and practically shouted how grateful she was and how much fun it was going to be. The blond became her normal self again, being the bubbly girl she was minus the bitching.
"Whew, thank Kami, I don't have to ask Karin." Ino rolled her eyes. "That girl can even be more than a bitch than I can."
By the end of the night, Sakura couldn't deny that she actually enjoyed talking to Ino. 'Maybe, she's not so bad...'
The moment Sasuke excused himself from the table; she looked around, her hair swishing back and forth. Slyly, she reached over the table for his phone. Scrolling through his contacts, her eyes narrowed as she came to the one she was looking for. Typing a little more forcefully than necessary, she hit send.
Sasuke's footsteps echoed on the tiled floor as he started to head back to the table. In her haste of deleting that message from the archive, she didn't realize that Sasuke was already right behind her. Taking the phone out of her hand, he regarded her with a calculating gaze. "What were you doing with my phone?"
Her eyes searched for his figure in the dark night; the only source of light was the billboard sign. Squinting her eyes, she did a 360 but still couldn't find him anywhere. Walking to the edge of the roof, she decided to take a seat on the little bench and wait. What she didn't expect was to be roughly shoved out of her seat and thrown out to fall down into the bustling streets of Konoha.
Her instincts kicked in, telling her to grab a hold of the window ledge as she fell down about a level.
And to make matters worse, Kami decided that it was good time to let all hell pour down. Sakura's grip on the window sill was slipping as every second ticked by. It didn't quite help that the pedestrians below were gathering and shouting amongst themselves.
"Someone help her!" A person screamed.
"Call the firefighters!" Another shouted.
Thunder roared as the Sakura's fate began slipping through Kami's hand, she knew she couldn't hold on any longer.
"She's slipping!" The crowd held their breaths as she watched the rosette struggle against the fight to remain onto the ledge just a little more.
Her eyes stung as her vision became blurry, resting her forehead against the ledge she let herself lose all control of her emotions. Angry big, fat tears rolled down her cheeks as she blew out breaths of frustration. 'Why does everything happens to me? What the hell did I do in my past life to be punished like this?'
Sakura bit down on her lips so hard that she began to taste blood in her mouth, her grip was slipping at a rapid rate and there was no one to save her...not even Sasuke. Closing her eyes, 'Sasuke, help me.'
And that was it, Sakura felt the rough ledge of the window gone out as everything around her began to blur and the wind whipped through her hair. But suddenly, everything stopped. Beneath her, she heard the crowd cheer as she began to feel someone's hand wrapped around her own. Her eyes shot open as sea-foam eyes stared down at her, "Got you little sis."
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[A/N]: Honestly... what did I even write for this chapter? I'm so sorry, this chapter has been on my laptop for the longest of time, I just needed to upload it. I promise I'll update again this weekend or Monday to make up for this crappy update...