Hospitalized Thinking

The stupid thing about hospitals Satomi thought bitterly is that they give you a lot of time to think about things you don't want to think about.

The sting of Keisuke's cold apathy still lingered. Was everything he said, did... Was it all a lie? Letting her chase him down, training her fire release - all a lie?

Of course it was a lie, you idiot. All that stupid jerk cared about was him and his stupid uncle. He didn't even blink when he tried to kill you. All you were to him was a punching bag - an insignifigant object used only to get all your anger out on. If it breaks, it's replaceable... If I break, I'm replaceable...

Her fists tightened as she fought back tears, not for the first time that day. Her entire stay had been an inner battle trying to convince herself that she meaned something, that she was worth more than the piece of meat Keisuke had treated her as.

Did everyone think of her that way? To Sasuke...was she nothing but a troublemaker? To Naruto.... Was she nothing but entertainment?

Trying not to drown in her tears, she desperately wished for a visitor.

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I suppose anyone could respond, though I'd prefer it to be Naruto or Sasuke. Moru and Kimiko already visited, and I'm not sure what else they could say, and Keisuke seems to have no reason to visit her. So whatever goats your float.

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