Family Love Game

♥Chapter 50♥

Normal P.O.V
(Name) wanted to contact naruto to see if he was alright she also wanted to apologize for the way she walked out on him that night. "Where is it?" she questioned looking around hiro's room "it has to be here somewhere" she walked over to hiro's desk. He had told her that everyday before work, to never check his desk and stay away from the third room on the left both were off limits to her.

She had searched everywhere that she was allowed to go to of course, you may be wondering what it is the raven was looking for well her phone of course. She was about to open the desk drawer that was until the house phone rang. Walking into the living room she answered it "hello, may I ask who's calling?" she asked raising a brow 'doesn't hiro have a phone, why are people calling the house phone? Surely they know he has his own and that he's at work at the moment...' she thought.

"This is the (surname) household correct?" a male voice had asked. (Name) nodded her head "yes, who is this?" she asked again "is Hiroshi (Surname) home?" the man asked "he's not home at the moment, this is his little sister (name)" there was a long pause for a moment. "Did you say (name) as in (name) uchiha?!" he was quick to say "well yes, and no it's-" before she could finish he cut her off. "Please hurry Miss Uchiha, you'rewanted needed at the hospital ASAP!" that was all he said before hanging up.

(Name) looked down at the phone raising a curiouis brow 'why would I be wanted needed at the hospital?'she thought setting the phone back on the charger. Shaking the thought away she decide to head down there anyway to see what they needed from her.

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Kisame P.O.V
I sat be side itachi's bed, he wore an oxygen mask, his skin was quite pale which is saying a lot since all uchiha's were pale to begin with. I sighed closing my eyes, remebering what the doctors had told me when I had bought him in.

~Flashback~
Itachi was put on a strecher and rolled into a examinging room "he's lost a lot of blood"a nurse spoke covering the hole in itachi's chest. There was blood everywhere "how did this happen" another nurse spoke looking at kisame. Kisame sweat dropped "we were walking out of a bar when some drunk guy had came and shot him" kisame answered nervously.

After getting itachi into the examining room, they had told him to wait outside, while waiting outside kisame could here one of the doctors say "he's lost a lot of blood, we may need to do a blood transfusion."
~Flashback End~

I got up, hearing someone open the door "we wanted to let you know that we have gotten ahold of (name) uchiha" a docotor told me. I looked him nodding my head letting him know I understood "how much longer?" I asked looking back at itachi's weak state. I had never seen him like so beaten and it scared me "if (name) agree's to he'll be saved in no time, but however if she refuses..." there was a long puase which caused me to shake.

"He'll be gone with 24hours" he finished 'damn it itachi don't die on me, not like this' I thought making my hands into tight fist. Itachi wasn't shot by some oridnry bullet you see, there was something on that bullet the docotors don't even know what it was, but whatever it was it made him lose a lot of blood far worse then averange.

(Name) P.O.V
I sat in the back of a taxie gripping at my purse tightly my brows knit together a lost look rested on my face.'Why would I be needed at the hospital? Hiroshi went to work and he's the only real family I have left so...why?' I thought. My head was throbbing with all the questions that were swarming in my head "where here miss" the driver had told me. I snapped out of my thoughts giving a fake smile to the man.

"Arigato" I told him paying my fee for the ride, I looked up at the tall building letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. "I guess I'll find out the moment I walk through those glass doors" I told myself taking my first step. I made my way up the help desk "hi, I was told to um...come here for something" I told the lady at the desk. She stopped her fast typing to look up at me an annoyed look was on her face "do you know who had called you?" she asked her tone dry and uncaring.