Sarada woke up in a sunbathed room, lying on her back. It took a moment before she felt her body again. The numbness was replaced by a dull pain that was everywhere but more so on her side. Pain was good, it meant that she was still alive. Not something she had expected to be when she lost consciousness.
She looked around but everything was blurry.
Her glasses. Where were her glasses? She sat up very slowly and tried to spot her glasses but there was nothing red anywhere to be seen.
From what she could see, it was a room like she had seen it in some of her friends' houses. In traditional houses. The floor was covered in soft mats and she could feel a slight heat gradient in the floor's heating. Some of the walls were just sliding panels made from paper and wood. In the corner of the room stood a traditional paper lantern.
The quiet noise of wood scraping against wood behind her told her that the door behind her had just open. There had been no footsteps from what she had heard.
Well, someone is light on their feet , she thought.
"You're awake," a voice said. It sounded like a young man and when she turned around to squint at her visitor, she confirmed this by his stature.
"We need to talk," he said. "But first you should go freshen up."
"What?"
"You have been asleep for two days, don't tell me you don't have to take a dump."
"Two days?" She exclaimed.
The second he implied going to the restroom, she also felt that she needed to.
"Yes, I should " freshen up "."
"Good."
She tried to get up but her knees were too weak.
The man grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. Now was the first time the she could actually see his face. He had long dark hair and dark eyes, long eyelashes and full lips.
"Where are my glasses?"
"They were broken. I'm sorry."
"Damn."
"What's your name?" She asked as he led her down the hall way too slowly for her taste.
"Izuna."
"Izuna, don't ever talk to me about bodily functions again."
He laughed and nodded.
She wanted to ask questions. Most of all she wondered why no one had come to pick her up to bring her to the hospital.
Maybe the Ōtsutsuki had teleported her far away and no one could feel her -probably very weak- chakra over this distance? She would have to find out where she was and get back to Konoha as fast as possible. Maybe she could still help. Hopefully there still was a Konoha to come back to , said a more pessimistic part of her. Maybe she could get some answers from her host but it would have to wait. For now.
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Her host had gotten her something to eat while he heated the bath. With fire. This house must be in the middle of nowhere, if they did not have running hot water.
The simple food Izuna had brought her was the best thing she had ever eaten. After one bite she felt extremely hungry. Sarada could not remember a time in her life when she had ever been this hungry and she had to restrain herself from just gulping down everything at once.
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Just in Time
FanfictionIn this story Sarada gets thrown back in time and has to get to grips with her new situation.