Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Naruto, that honor goes to Kishimoto himself.

Life to Life
Chapter 1

-Fino

The trauma unit bustled with screams and moans while nurses ran franticly around as paramedics wheeled one broken body after another into the emergency room. The pile-up on the interstate 5 had been worse then what they had original thought. More than twenty crushed cars, several dead corpses, and dozens of injured bodies was quite a bit more then a simple finder-bender as reported earlier by the first paramedic.

Sighing, pink hair was banned up quickly before she resumed shouting orders around the unit. Looking over each body with quick but careful eyes she instructed her nurses and interns on where to take them. It was systematic in her mind but nothing was missed due to her years of training in the war torn countries that loomed over seas.

"Take him to eight!" The pink haired women's hand reached out and grabbed the railing of the stretcher that carried the body of a small boy. Several more hands reached out and pulled the boy away from her and sprinted him down the hall.

The fiery women followed seconds later, pushing her way through the gunshot wounds and ODs that scattered the hall and slipped into the prep room. Once inside several nurses approached her with light blue garments as she scrubbed her hands and arms clean.

"Dr. Haruno." The women looked up at the doorway as a nurse tied her smock around her, "We're ready."

They were lucky, she thought as she walked through the doorway and into the operating room. The paramedics had given them a call about the boy after they finished loading him up in the ambulance. His blood loss was devastating and his heart beat faltering. According to the paramedic, they had lost his heart beat once on the way to the hospital.

Taking a deep breathe of the sanitized air she made her way over to the metal table were the boy lay. Inspecting the large gash leading from his abdomen to his right collar bone she looked at her assistance and gave a nod. The quite room filled with urgency and everyone went to work on the frail frame of the child.

Nearly two hours later the female doctor stepped out of the operating room and breathed in the smell of blood and death. Sighing she pulled the cap off her pink hair and let the mess fall from its place on top her head. It had been a hard pull keeping that boy going through numerous blood transfusions and several stopped hearts. She hurt all over from the strain of the operation, but the boy was alive and that was all that mattered. Walking down the hall a little ways to the elevator she made her way to the third floor where the boy had just been moved to sleep off the anesthesia.

The hospital was rather quite for ten o'clock, she thought as she stepped onto the third floor and made her way to the nurses' station. There was only a few people seated in the lobby and none wondering the halls. Shrugging her tense shoulders the doctor arrived at the nurses station and grabbed the metal clipboard with the boys name on it"He probably won't be coming around till sometime tomorrow, I'll be back up around three to check on him personally, but page me if he wakes, we'll need to check a few…" Her words were soon lost as she glanced over to the nurse sitting behind the desk; the blond woman wasn't even paying attention to her. The doctor glared at the oblivious woman wondering what might have caught the petit nurses interest enough that she felt she could ignore one of the senior staff members.

Slowly she lifted her green eyes and followed the nurse's stare to the root of the distraction. Her eyes widened and her breath hitched in her throat as she found the bloody body of a man sitting in the lobby with an ice-pack pressed stiffly between his hands as he bent over in thought. As if knowing he was being watched the man's head slowly turned and his eyes met hers. A blush slowly rose in her cheeks as she was caught staring, but never in her widest dreams could she have ever imagined blood looking so good on a person. Swallowing hard, she tried her hardest to find something else more interesting then the dark pools that lay under those black bangs.

The man straitened up and stood, making his way over to the station. She took her cue and composed herself enough to enable her to walk around to the other side of the station to meet him. Placing her hand out it was grabbed by an ice cold one, "Doctor Haruno." The man's voice took her breath away.

"Yes, but please the interns call me that, Sakura is fine. You must be Kaito's father."

The man nodded and looked in her eyes with a since of urgency, though his face remained unchanged.

"Well I am happy to tell you Mr…"

"Uchiha Sasuke." His voice seemed almost hard as he spoke, but Sakura pushed it off as she used her arm to motion them down the hall.

"This way then Mr. Uchiha. Kaito is doing extremely well for what he went through. In total his heart stopped three times, but after the first transfusion his hearts become stable." She paused in speech as she opened the door to the room which Kaito slept in.

"He's sleeping off the anesthesia right now, but he'll pull through." She smiled as the man slowly walked past her, trying to hold back the since of urgency that pulled at his heart.

Sasuke walked up to his son's bed side placed his hand on the boys head and ran is fingers through his short black hair. He stood there just staring at his sleeping boy, fighting back tears as his eyes travels to the furious red gash that peaked out from beneath his gown. His fingers reluctantly reached out to touch the small wires that held the skin neatly together.

"There are 84 of them." A voice spoke as pain shot through his arm.

Sasuke hissed and pulled away.

"I'm sorry but you are bleeding everywhere and this is a hospital. It would be rather silly to have you walking around here with these cuts unattended." Sakura shot him a glance and pulled a curved needle out of a sealed package. "You never know when you'll need it down in the ER." Sakura replied to his strange look as she slipped her hand into a rubber glove. Sasuke nodded and let her curl the needle in and out of the skin of his upper arm. He felt very little of the needle entering the skin around his shoulder; it hurt more to look at his bruised son.

Sasuke's jaw tightened as he remembered that damned car that boxed him in on Interstate 5; it made him sick just to think about it. Semis and two-door convertibles don't fit well together when slammed into each other at a speed of nearly 120 kilometers and hour.

Sasuke knew he was to blame partially for his son's condition, he could have bought a safer car, gone the speed limit, not gotten angry at Alice his secretary, made his son sit in the back where he was suppose to be at his age, but no he had done none of those. He was in a hurry and time always seemed to be against him.

Sakura could feel the tension rising in his body as she pulled the needle through one last time. The look in Sasuke's eyes told her all she needed to know. It was always hard for her to see parents stand over the bodies of their children as the lay in hospital beds, fearing what might happen if one of the monitors was to beep and squeal. Her heart ached for the man in front of her as well as for Kaito who slept unknowing what his father was going through.

This was love and it was probably the only thing that kept her here.

Sakura placed a bandage on Sasuke's are to cover up the recently added stitches, "There now when your son wakes up he want have to find his father passed out on the floor from blood loss." She offered Sasuke a small smile as she straightened her back up. Sasuke's eyes stayed fixed on the slight rise and fall of Kaito's chest. Sighing Sakura stripped the rubber glove from her hand and made her way to the door.

"I have to go back downstairs but a nurse should be coming in every hour or so to check up on him." Gathering her courage she turned to face Sasuke as she opened the door, "Don't worry he's a strong boy, he'll be just fine." And with that she made her way back to the ER.

It was three in the morning when Sakura found herself pulling a fresh t-shirt over her head. After a thirty-six hour shift in the ER she was ready for her day off and a hott shower.

Placing her hair up in a messy bun, she closed her locker and made her way out of the workroom towards the elevator; she had one thing left to do before she left for the night.

After receiving no answer to her knock, Sakura carefully slid the door open and quietly walked into the room. A smile graced her lips in the low lighting at the sight before her. Kaito lay motionless hooked up to several monitors and IVs just as she had left him earlier that night. His father on the other hand lay next to his son with his back against the wall asleep. Her smile widened into a grin when she noticed Sasuke's arm wrapped around his son protectively, allowing the boys head to rest against his father's abdomen.

Silently Sakura walked over to the monitors and checked the read-out that was spit out every few minutes. Walking back around the bed, opposite the side Sasuke slept on, she pulled out her stethoscope. Sakura listened closely to his heart beat for several minutes, checking carefully for anything like a murmur. Without blinking she moved her other hand down to on wrist to his pulse and looked to the clock. Satisfied that everything sounded fine for the night, Sakura pulled the blue blanket up closer to the boy. She pushed a few stray strands of hair out of his face, "so strong." She touched his check before making her way back to the door and out of the room, oblivious to the dark eyes that watched her every move. His lips turned up in a small smirk before he pulled his son closer and let his eyelids close once again.

Hope you all enjoyed it; promise I will finish this one.
-Fino