OK, well, this is just something I wanted to put up here, but I kinda did it for DarkLillyoftheNight96. Hope you enjoy!!! I don't own Naruto!!!!!!
Sakura Haruno walked up the steps to her two story house at almost twelve at night. She had a long day at the hospital, and she was worn out.
Sakura had an almost artificial life. She was still able to laugh, smile, and love truly, but she was never able to find romance. She was never able to find passion, and she knew the only place she would ever be able to get it would be from the ice hearted, Uchiha Sasuke. When he left almost six years ago, she had tried to fill in that hole, not by dating, but by getting closer to her friends, train harder, try to save lives quicker, and the most important thing, love children. She babysat when she could, and she loved the young ones she watched while their parents were out having the time of their lives. Hinata and Naruto already had three children, and she watched them occasionally, including Temari and Shikamaru's two little girls.
Sakura walked into her room, and pulled out a white sleeping outfit. It was a white glittery tank and matching pants. She washed off her makeup, washed her face, and combed her hair. After soothing lotion onto her skin, she fell into her bed, and drifted off to sleep.
Two o'clock in the morning
The phone rang once, twice, three times, and then the answering machine came on. Sakura was in a daze, and thought she was dreaming when she heard a voice scream from her bedside table," Help us, he's dying! Please hurry! Please! Sakura, get to the hospital, please!!!" But then her head snapped up, just as the person stopped screaming. She immediately got up, and slipped on her sandals.
Sakura ran out of her front door, not even bothering to lock it, knowing her neighbors, nosy people who barely slept, would watch it.
The screaming nurse reminded her of the time she heard the screams of a mother who was losing her baby girl. She had just been born, and she wasn't breathing because of lung collapse. But Sakura, who performed immediate surgery to revive her, saved the girl, and the mother from a heart attack. That girl had been her best friend, Temari. And every prayer the now three year old girl said always included," And thank you, Kami, for allowing Auntie Sakura to be there for mommy and me when I was born, for I would not be here if not for her."
Sakura ran through the doors of the hospital, and was instantly pushed into an operating room with a white coat on. Sakura still didn't know the patient's name, or what his history was, but she knew the problem. And began work on him immediately.
The patient, a 20 year old man, had just been recovered from a village, and he had severe heart blockage, and his lungs were hemorrhaging. At first, Sakura didn't know where to begin. She calculated that if she could deteriorate the fluid block in his heart, then she could keep blood flowing and then keep him on oxygen while she worked on his lungs.
Sakura walked out of the operating room, a tired, but satisfied look on her face. She saved him. Everyone cheered as she walked out, and Tsunade lead her to her office where she spent the rest of the night, too tired to walk back to her house. Still, she couldn't help but wonder who the man was…