The click-clack of her heels were bouncing off the empty walls as Sakura hurriedly rushed down the hall and out of the lobby of the clinic where she worked. It wasn't that she loathed her job, she was tired and had been kept busy all day long, and now she couldn't wait to get back home, all though, a slight feeling of dread was tugging at her thoughts as she loaded herself into her adorable blue bug. Why would someone ever fear the thought of having the rest of a beautiful sunny day off from work? The answer was caught in the very back of Sakura's brilliant mind, wanting to rear its ugly head in a loud scream of frustration later. B-O-R-E-D-O-M was the answer. Sakura Haruno, was never one to like being bored, ever. In fact the thought of sitting there having absolutely nothing to do, was as god-awful to her as was sticking your hand in a blender. Worst of all, when Sakura became the slightest bit bored, she ate, and ate, and ate. "God you sure are pathetic." Inner Sakura huffed.

"Shut up, it wasn't my fault that I couldn't get a job to occupy a full day, I'm just thankful that I have a job at all."

"Liar! You envy your boss who is forced to put every ounce of energy into her hospital work day in and day out. You despise her for it."

"Shut up." Sakura yelled at herself before punching the accelerate to a full 60 miles on a street that had a 45 mile speed limit.

"You know it's true, damn how come you don't have a boyfriend to keep you occupied?" Inner Sakura mused, "I bet if you had a man in your life you would be occupied day and night."

Sakura was just trying to keep her eyes on the road ahead considering how fast everything was going by her. "No boys, they're stupid and annoying, and all they want is sex."

"Is that such a bad thing? I mean, you wouldn't be bored."

"Yes it would. Have you been listening to some of the patients that come in from traumatic experiences with sex issues?"

"Yeah, and since you know all about that stuff, it should be easy for you to get a good guy and fu-" Inner Sakura argued before sirens started sounding behind the bug.

"Fan-freaking-tastic." Sakura grumbled as she pulled over. She rolled down her window furiously, and got ready to give the officer a piece of her mind, although she did feel guilty, he was only doing his job, and she was in the wrong going 60 on a 45 road.

"License and registration." The deep and barely audible voice demanded.

It was the way he said it that made the tension of everything sink in more. "Look, I'm just having a really bad day. Can you just let me go easily or something please?"

The red haired officer, shook his head steel keeping his face covered by those unruly red locks.

"Why not?" Sakura asked impatiently.



"You were going 60 miles per hour ma'am." He mumbled in that deep voice again.

"So what?" She yelled taking the time to get out of her bug and poke him in the chest. "You don't want to piss me off got it? I don't care if your of authority for the whole fucking country! I'm really pissed right now, and you don't want to-" she yapped suddenly interrupted when the young man lifted his head and shook the bangs out of his eyes, those unmistakable gorgeously god-like jade eyes.

Even when he was clearly angry, and his face was contorted in an evilly wicked glare pointed at her, he was a sight for sore eyes. His perfectly alabaster colored skin accommodated his blood red hair, and jade eyes so wonderfully it almost made him seem immortally and impossibly beautiful. He grabbed her wrist firmly and jerked her to the side while he started to dig around in her car for her license and other things he was looking for, which gave Sakura a moment to look at his perfectly shaped behind.

Inner Sakura let out a cat whistle inside Sakura's head. "See now that's what I'm talking about, let's get him to occupy us."

"Not on our life." Sakura fought back with herself.

"Pathetic." Inner Sakura sang in her head as the redhead walked back to Sakura.

"Here." He said shoving a ticket into Sakura's hand. "Next time I'm not going to get your shit out for you." He sneered getting close to her face. "Clear Miss?"

Sakura rolled her eyes and gave him a dirty look right back, just because he was wonderfully H-O-T did not mean Sakura would be bossed around.

"Oh sure! Asshole…" She muttered under her breath.

The redhead got back onto his motorcycle still shooting her an awful look and riding off. Sakura stomped back to her car an even more of a foul mood and drove off. Now not only did she have to go to court, but she would have to pay a fine.

"It's not like you had anything better to do."

"True…" Sakura agreed to her inner self.

"You need to get a life."

"So do you, you are me you know."

"Yeah and way more confident, sometimes I wish you would let more of me show."

"Whatever."

"You should have calmed down and gotten his number." Inner Sakura stated mater-o'-factly.



"Not a chance in hell." Sakura muttered to herself as she pulled up into her driveway. Still the pink haired medic, couldn't help but feel disappointed that in the schism between her and the sexy cop, she had not even grabbed his name.