＊『 Bloody Diablo 』＊

°.＊Chapter 9°.＊

"Hey Sakura! Can you help me move these boxes to the Library?"

Kakashi sensei's voice entered the pinkette's ears and she instantly nodded while rushing towards her Sensei.

"Yes Kakashi-Sensei!" She answered while picking a box and referring to it, she assumed that it was full of heavy books, and started to walk beside Kakashi towards the library which was quite some meters away. It was her lunch break and Sakura had eaten her food quickly resulting in taking a small stroll in the locker room. She didn't felt like talking to her friends which was really unusual since she would talk to them especially whenever she was free or had a weird feeling striking her heart, but this time she thought of configuring the feeling all on her own. She knew it was related to the redhead...
Sakura mentally shook her head and scolded herself to not think of him at the moment. She kept on carrying the box with that fake smile all over her face, covering the sadness which was quite visible to the trained eye.

Kakashi looked as the young female walked gracefully with a box in her hands, without giving out any signs of uneasiness or difficulty which were quite expected from a petite girl. He surely needed to spend out some time at the gym now, starting from today.

"Kakashi-sensei! Why are you breathing all heavy like that? It's just a box, hurry up!" She said cheerfully and glanced towards her sensei's direction, who seemed to be having some trouble with moving the cardboard box.

She reached the library and placed the box carefully on the floor beside a shelf. Kakashi sensei entered the room a few minutes late, sweating all over and dropped the box with a loud thump which was unlikely the way Sakura did it.

"Thank you... Sakura... you may proceed... to whatever you were doing..."

Kakashi said within his deep breaths while Sakura nodded politely and moved out of the library. The bell would strike soon, so she thought of going through her locker and get her books out.
She couldn't ignore her friends again. Sure, Sasori was giving her a severe pain in the chest but she can't leave her friends for that. She gave herself a mental note to spend some time with them after her classes. Nodding to herself she walked towards her locker and opened it. Even through the unique pain, deep inside she slightly wondered how the redhead was doing.

*.•°。.*＊.。＊.*。° サソリ

He snuggled into his pillow not being able to get much sleep. He didn't needed sleep so why was he begging for it to come to him? The redhead pushed away the fact and firmly closed his eyes ignoring everything going on in his mind, but it only troubled him more. Gritting his teeth, he shoved away the pillow and glared at the ceiling. In a cursed few days he would be finally free from this sickening ward. His wound had almost healed but there was some slight pain still there.
He remembered perfectly when the pinkette ran away, and he was trying his best not to think about her, but his mind was betraying him because every single thought would drift towards Sakura. The hurtful expression displayed on her beautiful and flawless features. The tears that she was stopping to flow from her green eyes. He really needed to stop his aggressive responses, because if he didn't it would result in hurting Sakura more than before. He could fix and make everything better but his damned injury was preventing him from doing anything. His parents visited him days ago as soon as they got to know about his current state by his friends. They showed a lot of concern and asked him many questions for the cause of his wound. He simply told them that he got it while practicing with his katana. It took him some convincing to properly make his parents believe in his lie since they knew that he wasn't careless. Sasori couldn't make them worry over himself because of Howaito.