NaruSasu-Middle Child

Surely...

Lol this a quick A/N before I post this chapter, sorry to keep you guys waiting, I was going through a lot of depressing type shit. Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter. 

Sasu's POV

After getting past the dumb-asses at the entrance, Naru rolled along beside me in his wheelchair. We go down a hallway, take a left, down another hallway, took the escalator to the top floor and went into a gigantic hospital room. I was glad to see Naruto was being treated as he should. The room didn't look like a hospital room at all, of course it had the equipment and sanitary precautions everywhere, but other than that, it was quite comfortable. The bed was a normal one with regular blankets to protect the patient form the harsh cold, Naru wasn't in a gown, exposed to the world, but instead in some comfy looking sweats, and, the bathroom actually had discard-able cushioned toilet seats instead of the hard ones with the assisting bars that always got in the way. I don't really like hospitals, I don't trust them. They're supposed to save people, prevent them from dying in any way they can. But everyone in  my family died. None of them were rushed off in an ambulance to a hospital in an attempt to be saved.

Flashback

I was headed home after katana practice and was excited to show Dad the new slicing form I learned that day, and even stayed late after practice was over to perfect my form. On the way back, the night was quiet, kind of eerie, but I had just thought I was really late and everyone had already gone to sleep. I picked up the pace a bit, worrying that Mom and Dad would be mad at me for coming home at such a time. I'd hoped Itachi hadn't gone out looking for me. Finally making it to my door, I took of my little sandals next to Mom and Dad's, and went further into the entryway.  

'Itachi must be out.' I frowned at the thought, noticing that his shoes weren't next to Mom or Dad's.  'Maybe he really did go looking for me.'

"Tadaima!" I sang into the silent home. Confused, I went looking into the kitchen for Mom, maybe she was cooking and couldn't hear me. Nobody was there. There was food out though, as if it was about to be cooked. I went out into the back yard, maybe she was hanging up laundry. Still, no one. If I couldn't find Mom, then I'll go look for Dad. 

Pondering the thought a little longer, I realized that Mom is probably with Dad and so I skipped off to Dad's office. Approaching the door, I heard murmuring. I got excited and fixed my rumpled clothes and unsheathed my katana ready to come in like a samurai from a movie. I excitedly pushed open the door.

"Shin'nyu o yurushimasu!" I say  as I push the  door open, yet I drop my katana and falter as I see my older brother, Itachi standing over Mom and Dad's slumped over bodies which were in a huge puddle of blood. 

Itachi looks me in the eye, staying silent. I ran up to Mom and Dad, trying to call out for them and get them to wake up. I felt the sting of salty tears in my eyes and the warmth of the streams of water as they rolled down my face. I tried endlessly to shake them awake.

"Sasuke sto--"

"Ni-san!! Why aren't you doing anything?! Can't you see Mom and Dad aren't waking up? How long have you been here? Do you know what happened? We need to get help or--"

My glance moved from an expressionless older brother to what he had in his hands. It was his katana, similar to mine, our grandparents gave them too us when we reached a certain age. His katana had blood on it. I turned back to my parents' bodies lying still on the floor. It seemed as if everything had gotten colder. No. No. NO. NO! I didn't want to believe it. 

"Hey.." my voice wavered, "Ni-san... you saw what happened right? And you called for help already too....right? A-and any minute, an ambulance will be here to help Mom and Dad, because you c-called for help. Right?"