Chapter 2-The Truth Revealed... Well Sorta

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I was surrounded by darkness. It felt like I had been there for years. Everything was cold and empty, and I felt numb. I didn't feel like I was floating on top of something, rather floating in the absence of anything. It's kind of like falling. Is this what death is? Just endless floating in darkness?

A small sliver of white peeked through the all-encompassing blackness. The light grew, and I realized I was opening my eyes. They were heavy and stuck shut from what seemed to be a long sleep.

Suddenly, I was pulled out of that dark place completely. I could feel the aching pain from the wound in my stomach. I could see the white walls and white floors, the white bed and white door, the white table, and the orange jacket. Wait, orange jacket?

It was then that I noticed the orange jacket was connected to a person. A boy that looked about my age with spikey blonde hair, lay curled up in one of the chairs with his eyes closed. Who is he? Come to think of it, where am I? A hospital, obviously, but shouldn't I be dead? I debated waking him up for several minutes. I also debated jumping out the window and running away.

While I weighed the pros and cons of both scenarios, I studied him. I know that it's creepy to watch people while they sleep, but for some reason, I couldn't tear my eyes away. It was like I was drawn to him. I studied his features and wondered why I felt this way about someone I had never met before.

I had completely forgotten about weighing my options of either escape or acceptance, but it seems that the universe took care of it for me. The boy let out a little groan while shifting in his sleep before his eyes fluttered open, immediately meeting my own. Striking blue eyes blinked at me slowly, obviously still waking up. I let out an audible gasp as I looked into his eyes. Looking into his eyes was exhilarating. It made my heart rate speed up, and my face felt flushed, and I didn't even know why. His widened as well, but I didn't know if it was because I was awake or if he felt the same as me. No, there's no way that's the case.

"H-hey." He mumbled, still staring intently at me whilst I did the same. The sound of his voice sent shivers down my spine. He finally blinked a few times, which broke our trance. His face slowly split into a large grin. "Hey! You're awake." He jumped out of the chair and walked closer to my bed. I still laid down frozen with shock and very confused at where exactly I was. "Oh man, you've been out for forever, you know." He smiled so brightly that I couldn't help but return a small one of my own.

"Don't go telling her that, Naruto." My head snapped to the doorway, and I sat up quickly, realizing how much of a mistake that was the second I did it. I groaned in pain and clutched my stomach gently. The man who seemed to be the owner of the voice had one visible eye that widened as he realized what I had done. He reached out nervously towards me, clearly concerned with how quickly I moved with my current ailment. The blonde boy also seemed concerned as he reached for my shoulder with one hand and the back of my head with the other. The second our skin made contact, tingles were sent all across my body. I looked up into his eyes in surprise, and I noticed the heavy blush on his cheeks. He laid me back down gently.

"You shouldn't move like that already. It's only been two days." Naruto mumbled, the much more contained blush still resting on his cheeks as he pulled away from me. He seemed to be avoiding eye contact with a fierce determination now.

"I'm very sorry that I startled you." The masked man spoke in a very soothing voice as he walked further into the room, standing at the foot of my bed. Two others walked in behind him. A girl with pink hair and an annoyed looking boy with black hair that poked up at the end like the backside of a duck. "Oh! Before we get anywhere, we should introduce ourselves." The man seemed to notice my confused face. "I am Kakashi, squad leader of these three."

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