My first Fanfiction... I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Naruto... Nor does anybody else who writed these...
The blond man sat down heavily on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs. He hated waiting. Unfortunately, you did that a lot when you went to hospital. And he went to the hospital more often than he would have liked. He had to. He looked at the white walls, and the desk where one of the nurses he knew was working.
He could go talk to her. Or not. Her name was Sakura, she was a nice pink-haired nurse (he was sure she died it, but she kept refuting that theory), and she could be good fun. But she could get extremely annoyed if you bothered her while she was working, he knew from experience. She had been in the same class as him for years, before she started studying to become a nurse. Sometimes, he thought she had done it to help him.
Sighing he stared at the floor. He'd never particularly liked the tiles, but there was nothing else to do. Bored, he let his mind drift. After some time, he unconsciously started thinking about the past. Realising what he was doing, he shook his head violently. Must not think of that, he told himself. No thinking about the past, especially right before seeing Shizune. She would be able to tell something was wrong, and then would keep him for hours. He would miss his lunch.
"Naruto!" Hearing his name, the blond jumped up and ran towards the front desk. Sakura had left, having been replaced by Ino, another of the nurses. He was surprised he hadn't noticed.
"She's ready for you," Ino told him kindly " you know the way."
"Would be kinda scary if I didn't know the way by now, right?" Naruto answered her, laughing, "This stupid thing doesn't give me amnesia!" unfortunately, he added inwardly.
"Well, check out when you're done, alright? Amnesic or not you forget to do that all too often." She sighed. Naruto had already run off towards the stairs, not even bothering to listen to the nurse as she chided him. He was here so often it didn't really matter whether or not he checked in and out at all. It was just procedure, which he usually decided to ignore.
He knocked on the door of Shizune's office. When he wasn't having any major problems, it was Doctor Shizune who would take care of all the exams. Bit if he had been having a bad time, he would talk to Tsunade directly. Tsunade Sanin was the director of the hospital, as well as being a famous and honoured doctor. He was meat to call her Doctor Sanin, of Doctor Tsunade at the very least. but he knew her so well by now that he didn't bother. Instead, he called he baa-chan. after all, she'd been taking care of him since he was six. She called him brat, and he didn't know who his parents were. Why shouldn't he consider her as his grandma?
Shizune came to the door, smiling brightly. She knew it would be him.
"Hello Naruto!" she greeted him, before ushering him in for his weekly tests. First they did an x-ray, and then a blood test. It was short, but having to do it every week really took a toll on a person. At least, now, Naruto knew exactly what to do, and how everything worked.
He chatted with Shizune while she did what she had to do. He kind of preferred it when it was Shizune who did the tests. It was easy to guide the conversation away from himself and onto her. There was no such luck to be had with Tsunade. Nor with Ino and Sakura, who sometimes took it upon themselves to relieve him from staying too long in the waiting room. They both knew he didn't like waiting. It provided to much of an opportunity for thinking. And for him, that usually ended badly.
Naruto rushed down the stairs. He had just finished with the tests, and he was doing to be late, again. He was having lunch with Iruka, his guardian (of sorts). Iruka had been his primary school teacher, and had become so attached to Naruto, following his progress to this day. Whenever Naruto was having a bad stretch, he would always be the first to know, whether or not Naruto actually told him.
Not looking where he was going, the blond suddenly ran into a red haired man.
"Gaara!" Naruto cried out, happily. The other smiled slightly, looking as stony as he always did. If anybody other than Naruto had run into him, they would have regretted it deeply, but Naruto was just lucky that way.
"Naruto." the red haired man greeted him.
"How's Shukaku doing?" There was a pause before Gaara answered hesitantly. He still despised talking about their shared... sickness. Bit since it was Naruto...
"Hasn't been very pleasant lately." There was another pause "how about you? How's Kyuubi?"
"Silent as a mouse. Better even. You gonna see Shizune?"
"yes." Gaara scowled. Naruto laughed. Seeing the redhead scowl was a scary sight, to say the least, and anyone else would have shied away, but it was Naruto who had convinced Gaara to come to the hospital. If Gaara didn't come of his own accord, he would be dragged there by his brother and sister. And if they failed, Naruto would drag him there. All said, it was easier if Gaara came willingly, and therefore, alone.
"Well, see you later. I'll meeting Iruka. You're coming tonight right?"
"I will." Gaara almost smiled again as the blond bounced away from him, almost crashing down the stairs. Then he smirked. Time to scare the shit out of Shizune!
Naruto rushed out of the hospital, Sakura yelling after him because he hadn't checked out, yet again, and him screaming back that he was already late. He was running flat out, thinking of how worried Iruka would be. No matter how often Naruto arrived late, Iruka would always presume that something horrible had happened. Usually, it hadn't, but occasionally, he was right.
Maybe you should just miss it. It would be infinitely fun to see his that idiot's frantic face. Again. I really never get tired of it.
Naruto almost collided with the telephone pole in front of him. Kyuubi had woken up. Again.
You must have guessed it but just in case, if it's in Italics, it's Naruto thinking, and if it's in bold, and not an author's note, then it's Kyuubi thinking.
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