Aienai. (NaruHina) |English|

Chapter 21 - Unusual.

Hinata sighed before turning to face her friends who were in a heated argument about Shinji.

They were all in one of the hospital's "presidential" rooms, with Sasuke sitting against the pillows on the gurney, Sakura standing right next to him holding his hand, while Naruto was stretched out in an armchair, all lost in thought and discussion.

"We don't have any proof that it was him, Naruto," Sakura said, extremely calmly. "It could have really been an accident.

Sasuke snorted.

"I'm sorry to disagree with you, Rosy, but I don't think the crazy van that came off that lane was any good.

"But that still doesn't say it was him, Sasuke, we'd need a direct link to take him to court at least."

"Sakura is right Sasuke, we need more than that..." Naruto ran his hands over his face. - Son of a bitch.

Strangely, Sasuke chuckled. The sound came out a little weird because he was injured, not to mention the heavy weather, but everyone smiled a little at the sound.

"Naruto Uzumaki, the little golden boy, are you cursing?"

"Shut up, idiot," Naruto swore, clearly joking.

Hinata approached the rest of the group and thought it best to drop the bomb she had been holding for two days, since when Sasuke managed to get out of the ICU and into the room, and since Hinata realized she needed some time to think of a way out. . A bad ending, but it was still a way out.

— And this here can incriminate someone? Hinata threw a small folder over Sasuke's legs.

This folder contained photos of Sasuke's car, of him entering the hospital and a small message:

He was just the first, Hinata.

I will take them one by one from you.

You know what to do to prevent this.

That... Damn.

It had been her fault that Sasuke was in that bed.

Sakura looked at her, stunned.

"How many days have you had this, Hina?"

She shrugged.

He knew time was of the essence in Sakura's work, so he wouldn't give in just yet. Hinata had been planning everything very slowly.

- Any.

The three looked at her, worried. But all she did was pull the sweatshirt lower, covering her hand, and lowering her eyes.

- Hinata, count!

She denied.

"That's all I can offer, Sakura. And, Sasuke, I'm sorry about that.

The black-eyed boy shrugged.

— I love having a 007-style life, no problems.

"Still, I'm sorry." He looked at Sakura seriously. "Put guards at the door, make sure none of them have black hair cut military and stay close to Sasuke for now, Sakura. Please promise me that you won't leave him alone and that you will collect identification from the nurses and doctors, will you?

She looked confused at her person.

"Hinata, what's wrong?"

- Just promise.

"I promise, I won't leave Sasuke alone."

Then he turned to Naruto, who was looking at it all with extremely serious blue eyes.