a hawk in training;

[It's frantic — panicked and soft, and quick and in denial. A little crazed, and breathless. Exhausted.

It's something you'd never expect to hear out of Sasuke, really. But maybe so, considering how much he hung around a certain group of people.

It might as well be a little disturbing nonetheless.]

I'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msorry—

[A choked sob, a forced intake of air—]

I'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanakumai'mnotanaku—

[End feed.]

If this is really happening, then I need to see some of you. Expect a visit.

[The feed clicks on again and one can immediately hear the sounds of rustling fabric. There's occasional mumbling from Sakura and Neji, but otherwise there's nothing of importance.

That is, when Sasuke himself starts to stir, mumbling quietly to himself. After a couple of minutes his breathing starts to labor, his mumbling growing loud enough for his PCD to pick it up.]

Blood...everywhere... Stop it, uncle... nii-san...

Don't want...to see it...