Onyx Eyes (A Sasuke Uchiha Story)

70: Don't Know What You Have 'Till it's Gone

~~Sasuke’s point of view~~
Sakura walked out, a sad look on her face. My heart plummeted instantly. She didn’t make it?
“Sasuke, she’s fine but.....” Sakura sighed.
“But?” I asked, standing up. My fist was clenched.
“She’s in a coma. She fell hard. And the wound in her chest is near her heart, if she was awake she wouldn’t be able to move for a while without seriously injuring herself anyway.” Sakura said in a whisper.
I stayed silent for a while.
“When will she wake up, do you think?” I asked.
She sighed. “We don’t know. I’ll allow you to spend the night in her room, though. I’m sorry. Sasuke...” she said, then walked away. 
I got up and walked into the classroom, I gasped at what I saw.
Fubuki was lying on the hospital bed, her skin sickly pale. Her arms had tubes in them, her hair was all over her pillow. Her chest was bandaged, she had the hospital blanket up to her chest.
I walked over, sitting on the chair next to her. I grasped her hand, it was so cold. She reminded me so much of a dead person.
She could die at any time.
I bit my lip, a habit I picked up from my love. She usually did things like this.....
I was so different right now, I was freaking out! I never did, nothing usually got me this riled up.
I got up, running my hands through my black hair. Fubuki loved it when I did that.
I walked over to the window, I looked out. I wouldn’t leave her side for longer than an hour. No, I wanted to be there when she opened her eyes.
I walked over to her, studying her.
She had pale skin, but not too pale. Her eye lashes were lengthy, but not too long. Her skin was smooth, blemish free. Her nose was shaped so perfectly, her plump, shaped lips open slightly.
I took off her headband, fixing her hair so it wasn’t in her eyes. I set her headband down on the counter, I studied her body.
She had matured in the last couple of years, everything about her improved. But she was indeed beautiful before. But right now, she was different.
The most beautiful thing about her were her forest green eyes, they always managed to catch me off guard. To make my heart skip a beat.
Those eyes.....
Would I ever see them again?
I felt something wet on my cheek, my hand coming up to my eye. What was that?
I was crying, I realized. I couldn’t help it. I haven’t cried like this in a long time, I learned to bottle it up.
I guess I couldn’t take it this time.
I couldn’t handle this. I wanted to have kids with her, get married maybe. She was the only woman who made my heart beat quicken and my stomach jump. I sounded like a teenage girl right now, but its how I felt. 
I put my hand over my face and sighed. I got up from my chair, walking over where there wasn’t any wires in her. I lay down next to her, my hands wrapping around her slim waist. I was allowed to, I couldn’t hurt her. I knew I wouldn’t be able to. 
I put my head in the crook of her neck, like she used to do to me at night. 
She treated me so right, and I treated her like trash.
I felt horrible.
My fingers ran through her black, silky hair. I loved the feel of it against my skin.
I pressed my lips to hers, her lips were so soft. They were cold, though. That made me nervous.
I sighed once more, I would go to sleep with her by my side.
Her heart monitor made me relax, because after twenty minutes of lying with her, it didn’t bounce dramatically. But I couldn’t sleep well.
I wanted to know she was alright.
Without this happening, actually, I would have never tried to change myself. I am not glad that this is happening to her, but if she wakes up I’ll change.
I’ll change for her.
When she took me away from Orochimaru and Kabuto, I had hated what she did. I had hated her team mates, I had hated the thought of my being beaten. I tried to hate her, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I made her think I did, but it was difficult to hate a girl like her.
I wonder if I should go back to Orochimaru, get stronger so me and her could be together after I got stronger to kill Itachi.
I heard something at the door, Fubuki’s older sister walked in.
“Hey, I’m Elretta.” she greeted, and smiled softly. Her clothes were stained crimson.
“Sasuke Uchiha.” I greeted.
She looked at Fubuki, her small smile turning into a frown. “I heard what’ s going on.” she sighed. “I wish it was me, not her.”
“I wish it was me.” I agreed with her thoughts on this.
“Well, don’t worry, I know she loves you. If she does.....” she hesitated. “Pass.....Then she’ll die with the remembrance of your everlasting love.”
“I hope so.....” I said under my breath. I looked at Fubuki’ s face.
Please, wake up....