A/N: So it hasn't quite been six months yet. I'm extremely sorry for the delay, guys, I really am! But there is good news: I am exactly 26 days away from the end of my freshman year of college. So yeah, hopefully I'll able to get a lot done this summer! And actually maybe finish this story. Like I've said before, I know where I am going with it- the problem is getting it out of my head and onto paper.


Life was not, is not, and never shall be fair.

Sakura sat with her with her elbows on her knees and her head resting in her palms, thinking that over and over again. Life is not fair. Life was not fair. Life never, ever, will be fair.

She was still in her black dress, and her hair, while much messier and slightly rumpled looking, was still in its curly pony tail. Her makeup had worn off, though, and there were small black streaks of eyeliner around her red, puffy eyes from her tears.

This shouldn't happen. People should never have to be in this kind of situation twice.

Once a person goes through the heart wrenching stress for a devastating, horrible car accident, they should never have to deal with one again. They should never have to be sitting in a hospital, knowing that their friend is on the verge of dying, and knowing that they can't do anything about it.

Before, Lee was too bad off for Sakura to be able to help. So she had slumped outside the room as he took his last breaths, unable to control her shaking. She was in shock. And she was being yelled at. She didn't even have the ability to feel sad until after he had died, after Tenten had left. She cried. She became disillusioned with her dream job.

She quit.

Now, she didn't have the clearance to even look at Sai's doctors until they got out of the ICU. She had peeked into his room earlier, barely being able to see around the surgeons and the nurses, but the sight was not pretty. There was blood, a lot of it, and his skin was pale. Nothing looked like it was going well. She could hear the yelling from the room as they passed, and she wanted to collapse right there.

The shock that had hit after the phone call had passed one she stepped into the waiting room. Then the crying started.

Even tears, though, can't last forever.

Eventually, you lose the ability to express your pain. You can feel it, and it consumes you, but you are unable to say a word or shed a tear. It's like a hurricane under the surface, a fire burning through your veins that no one else can see. It burns, it shakes, and it tears you up inside, but the thin casing of your skin keeps it inside.

And that just makes everything hurt worse.

Sakura pressed her forehead into her open hands, willing the tears to fall. Willing some sort of release to happen, something to make her feel better.

Nothing happened. She felt sick to her stomach, a knot having had bound itself in her stomach. Her throat was raw and useless as well, hardly allowing for speech, much less wailing.

She knew that if Sai died, that if he didn't make it, that everything she was feeling would build up inside of her, like a pressure she could never get rid of, but it would never spill out. That hurricane, that fire, would linger forever, right out of reach, and never go away.

How is that even remotely fair?

Her breathing became shallow as she attempted once more to pull the pain out of herself. She couldn't take the pressure anymore. It was pulsing under her skin, tormenting her, pushing her worry to its limits and pressing her to the edge of herself.


Sakura jumped at the noise, and stared up at the nurse who had called her. A small amount of hope, but mostly dread, filled her soul. The pressure built, stretching. Sakura didn't think it could get much worse than it had been, but just the thought of seeing Sai skyrocketed the buildup.

"Y-Yes?" she asked "Is there something I…"

"I was just going to ask if there was someone you wanted to call. You've been in here for an hour, and you have been alone. I just thought that maybe… that maybe you'd like some sort of support."


Sakura let out a breath, and nodded. It dawned on her that she must have left her cellphone somewhere along the way. The nurse held out a cellphone, and smiled, her face full of pity.

The pressure lessened, slightly. Sakura attempted to smile back, but she guessed it just looked like a mangled mess.

"Just return it when you're done," she said warmly.

"I will. Thank you," Sakura replied, standing shakily and half walking, half stumbling to the nurses' station. She took the white phone out of the hand of the woman, and stared at it as she returned to her seat.

Who was she supposed to call?

She cradled the phone in her hands, contemplating. Sai's family? No, his mother had died when he was young, and he hadn't spoken to his father in years; Sai had been placed in foster care not long after his mom's death. He never talked about his past much. Even his foster brother… she knew that Sai had one, but he, too, was also dead. She didn't even know his name.

Her face screwed up in pain, and she took another deep breath. She wondered if Sai was somehow capable of thought. If, like so many people who wrote on things like comas claimed, he was having an out of body experience at the moment.

Would he decide that he wanted to go to them? To meet them in the afterlife, if there was such a thing? Would he decide that there was nothing for him here?

A solitary tear fell from her eye, and she wiped it away quickly. She wasn't going to think of that; she wasn't going to focus on the what-ifs. If she got caught up in imagination, she would worry herself to the bursting point.

Another deep breath, followed by a renewed interest in the phone.

His family was out. So whatever call she would make, it would be for her. Someone to keep her company, to make sure that she didn't drive herself into the ground with this damn hurricane under her skin.

Ino. The blonde would probably be worrying her head off at the moment. Of course, Ino. And Shikamaru, too. She had only been here for an hour; she bet that they were just getting away from the party.

The party… a new sickness coursed through her as the memories welled up. Tenten was right; Sai should have abandoned her when he had the chance. Sakura would only pull him down. Or kill him, she thought bitterly.

"Um, miss, are you going to call anyone?" the nurse asked cautiously from the desk. "Or do you need me to call someone for you?"

Sakura flashed the woman another orge smile. "No, it's fine. I was just trying to figure out who to call, that's all."

She quickly dialed Ino's number to show that she was indeed able to work a phone in her condition, and pressed send. She held the phone up to her ear, turning away from the nurse, who was watching her.

The phone rang once, twice. Three times.



"Sakura?" Ino replied, her tone light. "I notice you aren't in the apartment… and calling me from an unknown number, you dirty girl! What happened, did you and Sai decide to go back to his place? I'll admit, I'm a little surprised-"

"Ino!" Sakura said, loudly. "I-Ino…" she started again, her voice shaking.

She heard a gasp from the other end. "Sakura? Honey, what's wrong? Sakura? Are you okay? What happened?"

"I… I'm at the hospital, I-Ino. It… I just…"

"What? Sweetie, are you hurt? Are you okay? Oh God, Sakura, tell me-"

"I'm trying to tell you, okay! Sai was in a car accident! He… he crashed after he dropped me off and Ino, Ino, it doesn't look good. They haven't come out in an hour, Ino. I know what that means. He's not doing good. At all. Ino, I can't do this again. I can't… I can't…"

The pressure roared into her ears, and her world spun quickly. Everything hurt. Her stomach was throbbing with pain, and her voice cut out. She could barely hear Ino on the other side, telling her it would be okay, and that she would be there in half an hour. "I'll call Shikamaru, too," she promised. "You won't have to go through this alone, Sakura. I promise."

"Thank you, Ino," Sakura said. Ino hung up, and Sakura placed the phone on the seat next to her, sobbing. The overwhelming misery had reached its breaking point again, and she just let it all pour out of her.

She cried, dropping her head back into her hands. The tears dripped off her face, forming a small pool between her shoes.

He couldn't leave her.

She sobbed harder, not even noticing that the nurse had taken her phone back and placed a box of tissues next to her. She didn't take in anything happening around her, not the people moving through the room, or the noises over the intercom, or the nurse answering the phone.

There was no way he could leave her. She wouldn't be able to make it through this if he weren't here with her! If it hadn't been for Sai, she wouldn't have made it through Lee's death- and Lee wasn't even that close to her. If Sai were to go… if he were to leave her, then who would she turn to?

She was alone in her misery, her thoughts. She was on a tiny, solitary island, surrounded by a thrashing and churning black sea.

Ino couldn't do it. Even with all of Ino's strengths, she couldn't keep Sakura going. Ino was her best friend, true, but Sai was Sai. It was different.

The wrong thing could make that sea swallow up the last bit of hope that still lived inside of her.

Ino wouldn't be able to pull her out. Neither would Shikamaru, or Hinata.

"Sai," she mumbled, wiping the tears from her eyes.


Again, her head snapped up, the tears still leaking from her eyes. She had been expecting, unrealistically, to see him before her, about to tell her she looked like a hag who got in a fight with another hag and lost, all while wearing that stupid smile on his face that told her he knew he was insulting her but wanted to pretend he wasn't.

Instead she saw Sasuke standing before her, still in his tux, staring at her with worry all over his face.


"Ino called me," he explained, taking a few long strides until he was standing before her. He crouched down to her level, and placed his hand on her chin, tilting her head to face him. "Are you alright?" he asked, brushing the tears away with his thumb. "Whatever you need, Sakura, just say it, and I'll try my best."

She stared at him a second longer, and then pulled him into an unexpected and unplanned hug. She could feel his shock, which melted away into acceptance as he slid his arm around her back. "They won't tell me what's going on," she cried into his shoulder. "They won't even tell me if he's in critical condition or what. What am I saying, of course he is! I know he is!"

Sasuke tightened his arm around her. "It will be okay, Sakura. Everything will be okay," he murmured into her ear. His breath was warm and comforting, and his words were filled with confidence. "It's going to be okay, Sakura. I'm here. I won't leave."

She just cried harder. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," she kept repeating. The words died off, being replaced with sobs, which slowly subsided into deep and heavy breathing. The tears had run dry, and the pressure was gone for now. It would be back soon enough.

A few minutes passed, and Sasuke whispered once more into her ear. "Can you stand?"

"I think so," she responded.

"Okay. On the count of three, stand up. One, two, three," he said. She attempted to stand, and immediately found that her legs were weak. But Sasuke, in his intelligence, had accounted for this, and she realized as she stood, that he was supporting most of her weight. He wrapped both of his arms tightly around her, enveloping her in a warm, strong hug. They stayed like that, his arms wrapping around her, almost protecting her from the pain and sadness. She leaned her forehead on his shoulder, and just relaxed.

His presence was soothing and strong. She could feel some of the unnecessary worry drip away. He was right. Things would work out.

"I'm here, Sakura," he repeated as he set her back down into the chair and took the one next to her. "Shikamaru and Ino will be here any minute. You aren't alone in this."

She exhaled. "I know."

She leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes once more. His shoulder was comfortable, perfectly positioned for her head. She could faintly feel his heart beating, and could feel his should move ever so slightly as he breathed, in and out.

They stayed like this for who knows how long. They were comfortable. Sakura was still tense, still worried, still on edge, but Sasuke had a calming effect on her. He was keeping the pain at bay. He was keeping her from insanity.

"You don't have to do this, you know, Sasuke," she said quietly. "I'm just your secretary. You don't need to stay here with me."

He slipped his arm around her. "You're more than just my secretary, Sakura. I can't just leave you here when you're in so much pain. I couldn't do that."

Warm and a feeling of security flooded Sakura's body.

Footsteps echoed down the hall, and Sakura opened her eyes to see what was going on. They were currently the only two people in the ICU waiting room. Walking down the hall was a woman in a white coat. A woman that Sakura recognized.

"Shizune?" Sakura asked, sitting up rapidly. Sasuke's arm dropped from around her shoulder as he looked over to the doctor, as well.

"Oh, thank god, Sakura. I was looking for you! He's alright! Sai's alive; he's stable, and he's in one of the private patient's rooms a little way from the ICU."

Sakura stood up, and walked over to her ex-colleague. "Can you take me to his room?"

Shizune smiled. "Of course. Follow me."

Sakura turned to Sasuke, but he waved her on. "I'll wait here for Shikamaru and Ino so they don't freak out and think you had some sort of attack on my watch. We'll find you guys later."

Sakura smiled, relief flowing through her. "Thank you." She turned back to Shizune, and followed her friend through the hospital.

Shizune stopped, and opened the door to a room on the left of the hallway. "He's in here, Sakura," she said quietly. "He's unconscious, but we don't foresee that lasting a long time. You can go in there for however long you need to- I'll tell them not to disturb this room. Just ring a nurse if anything happens, okay?"

A weak smile played on Sakura's lips as she thanked her old friend. Shizune smiled back, and stepped away from the door, going off to check on other patients as Sakura walked toward the open door.

Her breath caught at the sight of him in the thin hospital gown, bandages covering his lean body, and light trails of blood still on his face. He had quite a few stitches on his head, and Sakura almost laughed at his hair, which had been considerably cut in other to get a few of the stitches on his forehead. He was pale, paler than usual, and there were tubes coming out of his nostrils and mouth. He also had an IV drip inserted into his arm.

He was banged up, medicated out of his mind, and unconscious.

But he was alive. And he was stable. Shizune had said that he was stable.

Sakura took the chart from outside of his door, and looked it over quickly. They were afraid of brain damage and memory loss since he wasn't waking, and it seemed like he had quite a few broken bones, including some ribs and his shoulder. He would need to be in the hospital for a while, but he should be fine. As long as there wasn't any brain damage. He had to wake up soon, so they would know that there wasn't anything wrong.

She replaced the chart, yet still stood in the doorway, watching him. The tubes were connected to a machine that was breathing for him until he regained consciousness. She was afraid to go in.

The thoughts from earlier rang in her mind. What if he was there, fighting within himself? Trying to decide whether or not he should go, be free from the chains? Trying to decide to stay?

"Sai," she whispered, moving herself into the room. She barely moved at first, and then gained speed. When she reached his bed, she fell to her knees and put her hand in his. She could feel the knot tying itself in her stomach and something building in her throat, keeping her from speaking.

Her head fell onto the bed, and she shook, unable to cry.

She hoped that somewhere in his mind, Sai could feel her here. That he knew that she was here, waiting for him.

She slightly tightened her hand, trying not to cause pain, but just to let him know that she is here. She will be here.

"You aren't losing me, Sai. I don't know what you meant by that tonight, but it's not true. I'm still here. Ino, Shikamaru, even Sasuke- we're all here. We want you to make it out of this. I can't imagine living without you, Sai."

It always seemed like, in the movies and the TV shows, that when someone was injured and unconscious, a monologue from the other character would bring them back- would jolt them into reality. She wanted him to squeeze her hand, like she had always heard of people doing. Just to let her know that he was alive, that he could hear her.

And what did he mean about losing her, she wondered. Was that why he was staying under? Was he thinking that dying would be easier for her? That she could move on? How could he be losing her? They were as close as ever. And there was no competition for her heart, not now.

If that's what he even was thinking about. Sasuke didn't think of her the way that Sai thought of her. To Sasuke, she was an employee, at most a friend. To Sai, she was so much more.

Sasuke. That's definitely what he had meant. She would have understood sooner had the kiss not clouded her mind, and then had the accident not happened, she would have gotten it. But the accident had put those thoughts out of her mind until she had seen him, lying here.

And then she got it.

She stayed on the floor, shaking, the pressure building in her veins.

"Don't do anything stupid, Sai, just wake up!"

"If you want him to wake up, I wouldn't insult his intelligence, forehead," Ino said. Sakura looked over her shoulder, and saw her friend standing in the doorway. Ino had changed into more relaxed clothes, probably before Sakura called her. "Shizune showed me how to get here, if you're wondering. They said that visiting hours weren't coming for a few hours, but I didn't give up until I found her and forced it out of her."

Sakura could imagine Ino storming through the hospital once Sasuke told her that another doctor had taken Sakura away.


"Don't thank me for coming," she interrupted, waltzing in and taking a seat. "There's no need. You were hurting, Sakura, and you needed support. I wish I could have just materialized so I could have been with you sooner. I didn't want you to be alone longer than you had to and I knew it would be forever until I got here, but luckily I remembered that Sasuke would be driving near Konoha General to get home. I hope you didn't mind that I called him."

A shake of the head preceded Sakura's sentence. "I don't mind. In fact, I'm grateful. He was a lot more of a help that I would have guessed he could have been. He was very soothing- I think I was expecting him to be awkward around a crying girl."

Ino chuckled. "I don't think there's any type of woman Sasuke is awkward around. But I think the comfort had more to do with you than it did with your sex, Sakura."

Sakura raised an eyebrow. "And what is that supposed to mean, Inopig?"

"Nothing bad. Just that, he probably saw you crying, and something in him just snapped. He looked pretty shaken up when we saw him, like he wanted to be here with you making sure you weren't falling apart more then he wanted to be waiting for us."

Sakura let this sink in, and she turned her gaze back to Sai. She bit her lip, staring at his face, so peaceful. His chest moved up and down, steadily, because of the machine. The cuts on his face had stopped bleeding.

"I brought you a change of clothes, kid. You need to get out of that dress as soon as possible, you look like a mess. And here's a cloth to wipe your face clean." Sakura turned and took the stuff Ino offered her. Sakura stood up and moved to the corner and Ino turned and closed the blinds to the window showing the hallway. Sakura changed quickly, and then moved back to her former position. Ino took the dress and draped it over the other chair. "He looks pale," Ino commented.

He didn't look as beat up as he was- but then again, Sai never looked like he was in pain. She had never seen him really upset, and if it hadn't been for her increasing ability to tell the subtle shifts in his face, she doubt she would have ever been able to see past his mask.

"Okay, what happened?"

"H-Huh?" Sakura said as her attention was ripped from his face back toward Ino.

"Something happened between you two tonight. I can tell. You're acting different." Ino crossed her arms over her chest, and stared down at her friend from the chair. "Come on, tell me."

Sakura turned her gaze back toward Sai's handsome, pale face. She took a deep breath, exhaled, and took another one. "He kissed me," she said. "He kissed me, and told me that he was afraid of losing me. Well, that he thought he was already losing me. And I didn't understand at first, but now I know- Sasuke. He thought that I… no, he knew that I was beginning to fall for Sasuke. And it was killing him, Ino."

Silence, save for the beeping of the machines that were all packed into the room with them.

"Well damn." The light thud next to her alerted Sakura to Ino's presence before the hug came.

Sakura closed her eyes until Ino let her go.

"Shikamaru and Sasuke are probably wandering around trying to find us. Shikamaru's been calling me since I stormed off in one of my specialized Ino rages," she said with a light chuckle. Then she stood up and walked out, only going a few feet down the hall, but leaving Sakura alone.

Ino always knew when Sakura needed her space, and for that she was grateful.

Sakura pulled her arm back from Sai, and crossed her arms, letting her forehead rest on them. The tears came forth again, dripping onto his bed.

Would he stay? She shook her head, pushing the thought of a funeral out of her mind. She can't worry and fret over that. Sai was strong. Sai was smart. Sai had everything going for him. He wasn't going to leave.

If he woke up, she'd choose him. She would choose him if he would just wake up.

"You can't leave me, Sai. I'll do anything for you to stay here with me. I can't survive without you! Please come back to us."


Her head shot up. He was grinning weakly, and he looked like he was barely conscious. But he was here. She pressed the button for a nurse, knowing they would want to have his vitals taken, before she took his hand again. He squeezed it, that smile still on his face.

"You're awake!" she said, glee filling her voice. "Does your head hurt? I mean, jeez, how would you know? What's your name? Your age? Your profession? Where did we meet?

"Why do you need to know?"

Sakura tsked loudly, glaring at him before another smile erupted on her face. "Just to make sure that you can still remember things."

"Fine. My name is Sai. I'm twenty seven years old, just like you are. However, my birthday is three months and one week before yours. I'm a lawyer, one of the best around, if I do say so myself. And we met on the first day of our behavioral psychology lass when we were freshman. I sat next to you and you were nervous around me, displaying all the signs of a woman who found a man attractive, as we later learned in that course. You even dropped your pen and blushed slightly when I gave it back to you and smiled. When I first told you two years later, you hit me over the head and yelled loudly, but never disproved my theory that you found me attractive when you first met me. Do I pass?"

She was smiling again; glad that to see that he was okay. "Yes, with flying colors. You memory astounds me, especially since you were in an accident tonight."

He chuckled weakly. "I actually don't remember much about tonight- my memory keeps fading out."

So he doesn't remember… does that change anything? She asked herself, looking into his eyes.

No. He woke up. He's back. She is going to choose him.

"That does make sense- that you wouldn't remember, I mean. Your brain is overloaded with a lot of other stuff. It would make sense for you not to remember a thing about tonight."

"I remember how beautiful you looked tonight, though," he said, gazing intently into her eyes. "I had never seen anything like it- you looked like a goddess. I remember thinking that you were an angel when I first saw you tonight. I think it was the first time I didn't immediately think of joking that you looked like a hag or something. I could only stare. That's it."

She looked at him, stunned. He could remember that? She heard footsteps outside, but didn't turn to see who had arrived. It was probably a nurse, waiting for them to finish so she could take Sai's vitals.

"I don't think I'll ever forget it," he continued. "I don't think I could- my entire world just stopped."

She took in a sharp, deep breath. Yes, she chose him.

In an instant, she had moved. She was leaning over him, her lips on his, her eyes closed. Seconds later, she pulled away, and smiled at him. "Don't you ever scare me like that again, you hear me? Sai, I can't go on without you. Don't leave me."

He was staring at her, wide eyed. Whatever he had been expecting, a kiss was not it. He was shocked- does this mean he was wrong? Was she not falling in love with Sasuke? Or… had something else happened tonight?

Outside of the room, Ino watched with interest as Sakura leaned over and kissed Sai, but she wasn't looking at them. She was standing behind Sasuke, watching him tense as the scene played out before the both of them. Yep, she thought, that settles it. Sasuke was most definitely under Sakura's spell, to use an old cliché. And she could almost feel the pain and slight anger washing out from him. She put her hand on his back, shocking him, and making him turn to look at her.

"It's nice that he's doing well, isn't it?" she asked sweetly, her eyes on Sai and Sakura.

A nurse brushed past them into the room, and Shikamaru stepped up next to Ino, putting his arm around her. Ino dropped her arm from Sasuke's back, and leaned into her boyfriend.

"Yeah," Sasuke replied. "I'm really glad that he's doing well. And Sakura looks happy to see him awake."

"They are really close, so it's no surprise she's happy to see him alive. He's her best friend, after all," Shikamaru responded, completely unaware of the effect that his words were going to have on Sasuke. Ino wanted to smack him, hard, upside the head and yell at him for being a complete and total dumbass, but that would ruin everything, too. So she settled for pinching him as hard as possible.

He glared down at her, confused, and she glared back up at him.

Sasuke kept looking at the two of them. "They are really close, aren't they? Closer than I thought, at least."

"Well, Sakura is probably really relieved that Sai's still here. I mean, it's been a year, almost to the day, since another one of her friends was in a car accident and died."

Sasuke looked down at Ino, surprised. "What are you...? Really?

"Yep. You heard about Rock Lee, right? Neji's friend? Sakura knew him pretty well, and he was in love with her. Last year, she turned him down, making it clear that there was no hope for him, and he got in a car accident. She, well… she was the doctor who was called in to help with the accident, and he died. Right before her eyes, he died." Ino glanced up at Sasuke from the corner of her eye, and she saw his jawline tighten.

Sakura was a lucky, lucky woman to have people like Sai and Sasuke after her.

"Seeing Sai in the same situation basically tore her into pieces. If he had died, I don't think Sakura could have taken it. So I think, at this point, she's just so glad to have him she's convinced herself of things that aren't true." Ino stared back into the room, watching as Sakura's face lit up as Sai tried to joke with her. She knew her theory was right; Sakura was not in love with Sai. She just wanted to give him what he wanted so badly, since she almost lost him.

But then again, that girl could convince herself of anything.

"You don't know that, Ino," Shikamaru pointed out. He wasn't comfortable with Ino making conclusions for things in which she had no evidence. Ino resisted the urge to beat the living hell out of him, again deciding to take out her frustrations with his idiocy by slamming her foot in his own.

Sasuke just stared at Sakura. She was happy. It didn't look like she was trying to convince herself of things that weren't true; in fact, it looked like she was finally letting her true self come out. It looked like she really, really loved Sai.

He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaled, and then turned to Ino and Shikamaru.

"I think I'm going to so," he said, quietly. "Tell Sai I'm glad he's okay, and he can take as much time off as he needs; I'll handle his cases for him."

"I'll help you," Shikamaru added. Sasuke nodded, glad for the help. Sai was successful and worked hard; he took on almost as many clients as Sasuke did, and Sasuke had the most cases in the firm.

He looked back to the room, watching Sakura and Sai with envy. She looked so happy now; it was hard to imagine that just an hour before, he had walked in on her in the waiting room, tears in her eyes. Seeing her like that, he couldn't help but rush over to her. He wanted to make her stop, to make everything better for her.

But he couldn't do that; he could only temporarily stop her sobbing. It tore him up inside to have to leave her to wait for Shikamaru and Ino. It killed him to let go of her.

"And tell Sakura that she looked beautiful tonight, even when she was crying. Tell her I had a wonderful time tonight. Tell her that she can take as much time off as she needs to, as well. And tell her that I'm glad she's okay, too, and if she needs me, I'll be there for her."

"You should tell her yourself," Ino said.

Sasuke dropped his gaze and slid his hands into his pockets before turning around. "I don't want to ruin the moment," he said simply, taking one step forward.

He walked down the hall and out of this hospital, never looking back, while his heart beat painfully in his chest.

A/N: *cough* Kayso that really depressed me. But it's necessary. I promise it's necessary. Also I hope you guys don't mind that the end wasn't really Sakura's POV. Sorry if you do! Thanks! And thank you especially to everyone who reviewed my other chapters!

Also I had this finished earlier but fanfiction wasn't letting me log in. GRRRRRRRRR.