Child Without Equal.
"Everything looks good. They'll probably let you go tomorrow morning." The man smiled happily at hearing the good news.
"Thank you!" Without responding to him, she exited the room and took a deep breath in, and then let it out. That was the thirteenth patient she checked today.
It was nearly midnight but Kimiko wasn't planning on going home anytime soon.
The sixteen year old medical-nin loved being in the hospital.
Ever since she was twelve, it was a dream to be working alongside with someone like Tsunade, whose ability as a medical-nin was astonishing. And now here she was, living her dream.
Wanting to get a drink to quench her thirst, she made her way down the hallway. Here, here is where Kimiko's home was.
The smell of antiseptic didn't bother her at all, it was almost comforting. The blank walls were the way Kimiko liked everything, clean and simple.
She adored every single detail.
"Kimiko!" She heard a faint shout but the footsteps grew louder. "KIMIKO!"
Her ruby eyes fluttered when she realized who it was, and not to mention the heavy desperation that was carried out in his voice. It was Naruto, but what was he doing up at midnight?
He came running in, carrying someone who was heavily wounded. "Kimiko! I need your help!"
His blonde hair stuck to his face as he panted for air. A few scraps and cuts could be seen on his face but it was nothing to the damage the man in his hands had.
Instinctively, she ran down the halls and opened the door to one of the empty rooms. It was a routine thing every time someone was brought to the hospital: You lay them down and determine how badly they were injured. By that time, you're carrying their lives in your hands.
"Naruto, do you know this man?" Instead of facing him, she washed her hands and put on gloves.
But there was no answer, so she assumed he didn't. The man's whole body, even his face was drenched in blood. Luckily, he only had one severe injury, all the rest being minor. Kimiko didn't bother with things like rubbing alcohol to clean the wound. If she took the time to do that, he would probably die before she could even start to heal him.
She focused and soon there was green chakra covering her hands. Her eyebrows furrowed as she placed her hands over his biggest wound, a nasty stab at the side. Kimiko was trying to concentrate but something bothered her. Naruto had been quiet this whole time, which was very unlike him.
She shook it off, and when she was finished healing the biggest wound, Kimiko turned to face Naruto. "So what happened anyway?" He remained frozen as she grabbed a towel soaked in water to cleanse the patient's face. All Naruto did was stare at the man's face in anger.
With one swipe, her hand stopped.
He did know him. No, everybody knew him. This man was well known in Konoha, even all around the world.
It was the missing-nin, Sasuke Uchiha.