And so I have started another project. Gotta keep my COABH readers able to read something else while I'm working! Well, I'm trying to be slightly more mature about this fic. I want it to have more... umfph if ya will. I'm not sure where I'm going to direct this but I think I'm going to continue it; if you guys would like that.
A frustrated young woman huffed and continued to scribble away on a few documents scattered across her desk. Her brows furrowed together as she pushed a few strands of her pink locks out of her green eyes. She bit her full bottom lip and sighed, "I can't take this anymore." she threw herself back in her chair in an exaggerated motion. She ran a hand through her short pink hair and relaxed into her seat. "What do I do?"
Her mind wondered off; thinking of her days and what they consisted of. She woke up in the morning took a shower grabbed a bite to eat and headed to work. She would work until late; come home and pass out to wake up a few hours later and do the same the next day. Routines, routines, routines. It's what she lived by, its all she knew.
The lines were blurred between saving others' lives and saving her own. Which was which she wasn't sure, it was all just a sinking ship.
A few seconds later a young woman's voice could be heard from some device placed on the woman's desk, interrupting her musing.
"Ms. Haruno, you're wanted in the ER. Please report as soon as possible. I'll cancel your appointment for this afternoon; Ms. Senju said you'd be occupied for the rest of the day." (1) The voice cut out after that; Ms. Haruno rose and left her office at a quickened pace.
Just another day in the life of Haruno Sakura.
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Sakura sighed and ripped off her gloves; readying herself to leave the hospital she spends nearly all of her time at. The halls were so bare compared to that afternoon. She'd worked herself to the bone today and saved just above ten lives. Now she could finally go home and relax; Finally. She left swiftly and made her way to the subway. 'Almost home.'
By the time she made it home it was half past three in the morning. She glanced at her watch, "You've gotta be kidding me?" she mumbled incoherent words and threw her coat on the sofa while she dragged her feet into her bedroom to get ready for the sweet dreams sleep and her bed promised her. She changed quickly and fell onto her bed with a 'plop' and the second that she nuzzled her head into the soft feathery pillow she fell into a deep sleep. Her mind wondered off to the land where flying was possible and there were no such things as taxes.
An irritating beeping woke the young woman; she groaned and rolled over to stare at the illuminated numbers. 4:25 A.M. They read. "Wakey wakey eggs and bakey." Sakura mumbled as she slammed her hand on the accursed clock efficiently silencing it. She ripped the sheets from her body and immediately felt a chill run down her spine. Her bare feet touched the cold wooden floor sending another chill through her body. She bounced from her bed and quickly grabbed a towel from the hall closet then bound to the shower. She immediately stepped into her routine; she washed herself in the same order as she always did she got out of the shower around the same time that she always did and she got dressed into the same outfit she always did. She quickly ran a brush through her hair as well as brush her teeth, and on her way out the door she stopped to grab a plain bagel. "breakfast is the most important meal of the day." she mumbled to herself before taking a bite out of the unappetizing bagel. She quickly breezed down the stairs of her apartment and was soon on the streets of New York.
She walks leisurely towards her destination while people besides her pushed and shoved her without even a second thought. 'That's one of the things I hate about this town; everyone is so freaking rude!' the pinkette thought to herself taking a rather violent chunk out of her bagel.
She spotted a local coffee shop and decided to enter it; that wasn't in her routine but something drew her to it. She couldn't explain it but she felt a need to enter the small shop. As she opened the hand carved door she got a whiff of the large assortments of coffee that they had floating around in the air. Carmel, French Vanilla, French Roast and many more that she couldn't quite place. The tables were small and round and scattered in no particular order around the shop; there was a sofa placed up against the far left wall and a makeshift nightstand next to it with magazines scattered across it. Opposite to that were a few leather chairs and a chess board set between them. A few people were scattering about in the store trying to serve their customers as best as possible. Said costumers looked quite cozy nuzzled up on the sofa while others were occupying the tables. There were large windows to give the place some natural light and made the shop appear more open. What really caught her interest though was the girl that was placed behind the counter. Her head was tilted downwards as she scribbled the costume orders that the customer was blurting out of his mouth; Sakura didn't understand a word of it and honestly she didn't care. The girl had long platinum blonde hair that was pulled back into a tight pony tail that rested securely at the back of her head. A few strands were left free but didn't obscure the woman's face in any way. She had a small welcoming smile on her face and the most beautiful blue eyes Sakura had ever seen in her 21 years of living. They had a glint in them; something she couldn't quite place but desperately wanted to figured out what exactly it was. Sakura found herself subconsciously moving towards the counter, towards the girl. Luckily the customer who had just ordered had moved out of the way or Sakura would probably ran over the poor boy. She made it to the counter and bit her bottom lip. The blonde looked up at her and paused for a second, but soon shook herself out of her daze.
"Hello, my name is Ino. How may I help you miss?" She flashed a dazzling smile that took Sakura's breath away.
"Urm." Sakura paused, she realized in the time it took for her to spot 'Ino' and walk up to the counter she hadn't thought of anything to order. She had never ordered coffee in her life. She bit down on her lip again, "What would you choose, Ino?" Sakura asked quickly.
"hm," Ino mimicked Sakura and chewed on her bottom lip, she lifted a finger that was placed on her chin in a gesture of thought. "I'd have to say the Java Chip Frappuccino. It's one of my favorites." She licked her lips obviously thinking of the beverage.
Sakura stared, probably longer then she should have, before answering with a squeaking, "I'll take one, please."
The blonde smiled and wrote down the order and flashed Sakura another heart wrenching smile. "That'll be $5.78 miss-" she paused looking up expectantly at the pinkette.
"Uh, Sakura." she mumbled and slipped the money onto the counter.
"Okay, 'uh, Sakura'." Ino giggled with a smile, obviously mocking her. "You're order will be ready in a few minutes, please take a seat and relax in the mean time." Ino smiled once more up at her before scribbling Sakura's name on the order.
Sakura returned the smile, migrating to a table and waited for her order. Once it was finished and Ino handed her her beverage Sakura quickly thanked her and left. Sakura was back on her way to work but couldn't quite get this mysterious girl out of her mind. The coffee shop girl. She sipped the overpriced coffee that she paid for. It was sweet with a hint of chocolate; It suited Ino. She sighed and frowned slightly.
Karen would not like this.
Today was not just another day in the life of Haruno Sakura.
Review and tell me how you feel! This is a Sakuino fic so don't trip. (: Oh, and I apologize for it being so short, but I didn't want to give away too much in the first chapter which I already think I did.