Dr. Uzumaki, Medical Hero
Plot: An unexpected turn of events lead to Naruto wanting to become the greatest Medical Ninja of all time instead of Hokage, sparking a change in the ninja world. But don't expect a normal healing doctor; this IS Naruto; a prankster and a doctor….pray for his enemies. NaruSakuHina, will take suggestions Read and review, would ye kindly?
"There's no Eye in Team"
Konoha Hospital was not nearly as busy as it normally was or could've been; no big missions or injured parties to attend to. So, instead of ninja, they were mostly helping civilians with stomach-aches, fevers, flus and other such ailments.
"Could I get some bandages over here?" Hosho called out
"Got it!" A blonde blur maneuvered through the busy hallways and into the rooms. "Hey Kumadori, you still need those tools cleaned?"
"If you can, I'd appreciate it kid."
Naruto Uzmaki, 12 years old, was an intern at the Hospital; the first step of his plan to become the greatest medical-ninja ever.
And passion-aside, he had a LONG way to go.
His chakra control was still terrible, granted his reserve masses; he had enough chakra to power the hospital for a week straight and not be winded. No amount of training in normal ways would fix this, but as his career as a professional shinobi took off, this would be changed. He also had yet to master handling medical tools without twitching or getting nervous, and often mixed up medical terms.
All in all, simple beginger problems.
For the time being, Naruto did know how to perform the mystic palm healing technique's, but whenever he tried to do them, the healing energy covered his entire body. While not exactly an uncommon mistake for new-comers in the medical field, especially Academy students (and if not corrected immediately, a near fatal one), the staff had actually used this to heal sick children and seniors in mass; giving their intern hands on experience and made their workload lighter.
It also had the effect of lowering his hate group significantly; not any people were still willing to call him a demon after seeing the lengths he'd go to help them feel comfortable: he'd sneak in candy for the kids, fluff the senior's pillows and even put on shows for those requested, using E-ranked techiques in place of magic and for sattire. He was also a great conversationalist and listener, despite what his Academic record suggested.
And on the note of academics…
"Hey, don't you have class today, kid?" Hakui asked the youngest member of their team.
"What d'ya mean?" Naruto smiled. He then opened his eyes, his grin faded as he looked at the clock.
8:55 am. The academy started at 9:00am. The hospital was at least 20 minutes away for someone who hadn't learn to roof-hop.
…..
In other words:
"OH SHIT, IRUKA IS GONNA KILL ME!"
"QUIET, THIS A HOSPITAL!" Oyone shouted as she finished giving a little girl a checkup.
"Sorry nee-chan." Naruto whispered, looking to the lead doctor on duty.
"Go ahead, you'll be no good here without that headband." He sighed jokingly, playfully shooing the boy away. No sooner had those words left his mouth, there was a blur of smoke in the blonde boy's place. All the medic-nins rolled their eyes, some out of the humor of the scene/ Naruto's idiocy, some out of affection for the boy and some out of still present dislike for the boy.
As our blonde hero raced to the Academy, stifling a yawn after a 4 hour shift, his mind then wondered back to how this all started
8 years ago
"Let me have a look at that…"
Those words were what had changed everything for him.
He'd been resting in an alley after a prank had gone horribly south. Actually, not a prank…more like trying to steal some good food when no one was looking and staying around a second too long to inspect his prize, rather than fleeing before someone had noticed. After a lengthy chase and a fall down a hill into a stream, the boy had crawled back to an ally when the pain in his bloody leg proved to be too much him.
He was now near the outskirts of the village, gasping for air and ignoring the sting from his wound, when he had been approached by someone he'd never seen in the village before; a young brunette woman in a black robe
The pretty lady, as his 4 year old mind would remember her, had knelt down, smiled warmly (and nothing like the villagers' forced/fake ones) and…her hands began to glow. A warm and cooling sensation came from the glow and his wound, which was returning to his normal hue as the blood was sent back into the scrape.
Having lived as the village pariah, he didn't know how to react to this; he had known he always bounced back from healing better than most, but to see there were people who helped others and make them feel better…he'd seen parents do that with their children, but assumed that was it; just something parents do.
He looked at his leg; no cut, no ache, and then at the lady who'd healed him. He glanced down at his stash of ramen and offered one to her, hoping it would be enough.
"Oh thank you sweetie, but there's no need for that." She smiled. "I live to help people."
Helping people. A concept that, until just then, had flown over his head. On the one hand he couldn't be blamed for that; having been alone all his life and just struggling to get through the day, he'd been forced to look out for number 1; himself.
Suddenly, he saw her fumble through her book and pull out a book, which she handed to him.
"Here." She smiled. "Read this, it'll help you learn how to heal yourself… and maybe others."
She had then kissed his forehead and wondering off in search of someone whose name he didn't quite catch; but before she vanished, she turned one last time and said:
"Be careful, okay?"
For a good two minutes, he did not move; frozen in shock.
After that day, Naruto Uzumaki never committed another prank. He still missed a lot of class, but as his future teammates would later find out, he'd had a pretty good reason….
Konoha Academy, present day
"Uchiha?"
"Here."
"Uzumaki?"
….
"Uzumaki?"
….
"Uzu…?"
"I'M HERE! I'M HERE! I'M HERE!"
Naruto slipped on his feet and rolled into the classroom, hitting his head and butt on each of the stairs led to where the teacher sat. He came to a complete stop when his face slammed into Iruka's desk.
"I'm ok!"
Leaping to his feet, the blonde set his nose back in place, wiped the dust off of his clothes, saluted Iruka and marched to his desk. He wore a white hoodie with symbol of medical ninja on the back, his goggles firmly on his forehead and a medical mask on his neck.
"You're late Naruto….again." Mizuki sighed, making several students laugh at him.
"Yeah I'm sorry about that… Kind of got caught up cleaning medical tools while blanketing quintuplets and doing inventory." Naruto said as he scratched the back of his head, the turning to his class. "And yes, those are real! Ino, please send my regards to your cousin."
And herein was what lay his biggest problem; keeping patient information confidential.
But enough of that, it was time for him to learn. Or rather, try.
"You're only a doctor because it's all you can do, reject." One student snapped. "And even then, you suck at it!"
Some of the students laughed along with this student; all civilian-born children. The Clan children stayed their tongues.
Instead of blowing up as one would expect him to, Naruto just smiled and looked to the person who had said that. He then cleared his throat, took in a deep breath and let it out.
"Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked, asking the class Brainiac and his crush. "Isn't there a clause that clearly states that, and I quote; 'a medical-ninja is, within certain parameters, allowed to deny medical aide to a party member who has not shown the respect they deserve so as long as the aid they require is not life-threatening or dampening the mission?' "
"Healing chapter of the Shionbi charter and regulations, section 8, sub-section P, paragraph 4 and sentence….two, I believe."
Iruka, having pulled out the ninja code book, flipped to the section that had been alluded to
"That is correct."
"Thank you, Sakura-chan." Naruto beamed, giving a gentlemanly bow.
"No problem." The rosette answered a little curtly.
The male blonde in the classroom then adopted a proud smirk when he saw that a few of the students were now understanding what he was getting at.
"Keep that in mind, assholes." Naruto announced. "No one's studied Medical ninjutsu while in the Academy since Rin Nonohora, and it is a severely underappriated part of the ninja arts. We can always find new fighters, spies or seducers. But what about doctors? What's to stop me from remembering this when…?"
"Alright Naruto, you've made your point." Iruka sighed. "Please return to your seat, we'll begin today's history lesson…"
XXXX
After class every day, Naruto returned to the hospital to would do whatever was needed for a few hours being going to Ichiraku's for dinner. Then he'd go to his crummy apartment and sleep for a few hours before doing the same thing over and over again. Many would find this boring, but not Naruto; the hospital shifts were never the same and he felt he learnt more there than in school.
Oyenne had mentioned he was a 'doer' not a 'thinker'; if he'd been born during the Academy's starting years, when everything was more about experience than theory, she mused Naruto would've easily zipped through.
Finally, the day came: The graduation test. He was the second last student…
And it was the Kami-damn Clone Jutsu that was chosen to be the measure of his being worth as graduating.
His worst jutsu.
And he HAD to graduate this year; all the clan kids were graduating; he'd been with them since day one….and this was his third time, dammit!
Yes, an often overlooked/ignored fact was that prior to today, Naruto had actually been legible to graduate and join a team; one in particular, Team Guy, had expressed interest in having him join them. And with that note, Naruto remembered two classmates that he could safely say had been the closest he'd had to friends:
"I miss Bushy Brows and Tenten." He said to no one in particular.
"Iruka, why don't we cut him some slack?" Mizuki asked. "Everyone else made it, this is his third try…"
"Mizuki, the other students could make 3 clones. Naruto only made one full clone, and the other is pa…."
The teacher then realized something.
"Naruto, have your clone attack."
Naruto did as told; the clone punched the wall and left an imprint.
The teacher's eyes widened; that was no illusion that the students all had performed in front of them. It was a shadow clone; far more advanced than the clone jutsu taught at the Academy. And Naruto created one accidentally.
"See Iruka?" Mizuki said. "We should let him…"
Iruka silenced his co-teacher with a raise of his hand.
"I'm sorry, but I can't honestly sign this and not worry about him in the field." He then turned to Naruto, who was already in the process of leaving. "Naruto, I know you wanted…"
"It's fine." Naruto lied, putting on a great big smile. "Another year as an intern should fix that. Excuse me."
He then disappeared in a puff of smoke, appearing outside the hospital staff doors. Seeing no one was around, he let out a roar in frustration and slammed his fist into the ground, venting his frustrations for a good few minutes before panting them away and composing himself as he went to sign in.
He was so distraught he failed to notice the massive cracks and imprints he'd left.
As Naruto opened the sign-in room, he was greeted by the other medical-nins setting up for a party; a banner with his name was being attached to the roof of the room as a cake was being placed down along with plastic plates and forks.
"Hard to believe our little Naru is finally going to be a ninja, huh?" One of them smiled.
"Not going to lie, I am going to miss him. He makes everything brighter. And not just with his choice of attire."
Their faces fell with his own
"What happened?" Hakui asked, concern obvious.
"…I didn't make it."
"WHAT?" They all shouted, shaking the hospital with their one shared word.
"How in the hell did you not make it?!"
"Hell, how are you NOT the kid everyone wants on their team?"
"Who was the proctor? That senior citizen haired prick Mizuki?"
"Now, now, be professional…"
"Well he is a prick!"
Naruto was grateful for his co-workers' care and concern
"How about you take the night and tomorrow off?" The doctor suggested gently. "Sleep it off? If we need you, we'll let you know."
Naruto nodded as he turned to walk away
"Sorry for wasting your time…"
His dejected tone hurt everyone, even the doctors who didn't nessacaryily like him. When she was sure Naruto was far enough, Oyenne then grabbed her jacket with a harsher than normal look on her face.
"I am going to have words with the Hokage. Manage without me."
XXX
Naruto was in the forest, venting his frustrations on whatever tree grabbed his eye when it happened: Mizuki and Iruka had suddenly began fighting, with the latter being injured badly and Mizuki then smirking and beginning some long winded speech.
'Oh lord…' Naruto mused, droning out the speech. 'It's true what Jiji always said: Traitors and their speeches! Blah, blah, blah, all about me! Blah, blah, blah, nothing you can do to stop me! Blah, blah…Wait I take it back don't kill me! Kami, I've heard anime and fanfic villains with more original dia…wait, is that lavender? How did I not notice?'
"YOU ARE THE…!"
"Could give me a second?" Naruto asked as he picked up some herbs and flowers he'd somehow missed during his training. "Almost….done. Now…where were we, again? Last I heard was you idiotically getting to stating that I was the Nine tails."
…
….
"You know?" Mizuki asked.
"Of course I know!" Naruto snapped in rage. "I heal fast, have reserves NO human should be able to handle, along with all the whisperings of demon whenever you all think my back is turned, yeah don't think I don't hear those….To say nothing of my actual birthday and how no one is allowed to adopt me. Kami! No wonder you couldn't pass the Jounin test! Anybody who reads the diaries of either the founder or his wife can tell you that!"
Mizuki was shaken long enough for Naruto to make a hand-seal which would soon be dreaded across the Elemental Nations and utter the name of said Jutsu:
"Shadow clone jutsu."
Thousands of the medically inclined Jinchuriki filled the forest
The following beating was euphoric and glorious
"Hey Mizuki, I understand you have an allergy to wheat…" Naruto smiled. "Deadly allergic, if your report stated correctly."
The two Chunnin grew pale at the implications.
"H-hey!" Mizuki whimpered. "P-patient confidentiality!"
"Patient confidentially no longer applies to traitors." The blonde smiled evilly as he took out a syringe and his clone held the white haired man down. "Don't worry, you won't feel a thing."
Mizuki sighed in relief until the syringe pierced his skin and he caught sight of Naruto's sadistic smile.
"You'll feel a lot of things!"
Mizuki's screams were heard throughout the village. He barely survived a painful death thanks to Iruka begging/ reminding Naruto that the traitor would suffer even more in prison.
The day had stated off poorly for Naruto, but it ended joyfully when Iruka gave him a headband and made it clear he did NOT see Naruto as the 9-Tails.
XXX
"I know you wanted to take him in, Kakashi." Hiruzen sighed as he watched the events of the evening end on his crystal ball. "But as you can see….the boy's path has shifted in a way none of us could've foreseen."
It had taken EVERYBODY for a loop when their jinchuriki had decided on becoming the path of a medical ninja; his harshest critics had had very good reasons for believing it wouldn't work out; he was rash and seemingly unintelligent (seemingly ignoring the fact he'd almost graduated twice already) and his chakra reserves were too grand for the fine art of healing, which required precise control.
But they had severely underestimated his passion for the art, and if this event had proven, he could still hold his own in a fight.
"I understand Lord Hokage, but we don't have any Jounin who are adept enough in the medical arts to take him in." Kakashi Hatake pointed out, trying in vain to find a good enough reason to have his beloved sensei's son on his team and trying to block out the memories of one of his teammates in particular.
"No…But we do have one that excels in Genjutsu and tracking." Asuma Sarutobi said, giving Kurenai Yuhi a look. "It's not quite the same, but they do require a keen mind and chakra control."
Kurenai shot the former Guardian a grateful look.
"And with him on the team, he'd be able to inspire confidence in Hinata." Kurenai pointed out, filling some hope filling her being, as long as something else
"Why Nai-chan…you're a shipper!"
Everyone turned to see Anko Mitarashi, Kurenai's best friend and, as many of her enemies called her, 'Konoha's Mistress of Torture', leaning back in the room, picking her teeth with a dango stick as she made her way to the group.
"And I was going to ask if I could take him under my wing…" Anko pouted before turning her attention to the silver haired man in the room. "Besides Kakashi, you'll be busy training the Uchiha brat. Kid may be a genius, but he hasn't unlocked his sharingan yet, so you'll be busy with him."
Everyone had tuned out the rest of Anko's words, instead imagining the horrors that would engulf the ninja lands if NARUTO became her pupil…the images were so awesome and terrifying they made everyone turn white, except the Hokage
"Anko…does your presence here mean you have changed your mind about being a sensei?"
"If its Dr. Blondie, then yes." Anko smirked. "Kid's got a sadistic streak to him and has the right skill set to learn under me…though, not going to lie, I kind of do see him and the Hyuuga princess getting along as cute."
"Anko, please." Kurenai husher her friend.
"Oh, so you ship them and it's fine, but I do it and suddenly it's a sin?"
"And your…shared pasts mean nothing?" Kakashi asked, only to cringe when Anko glared at him.
"Just what're you referring to cyclops?" She asked. "And choose your words carefully."
"No need." Hiruzen said. "Anko, Kurenai. You will both be senseis to Team 8, which will now consist of Naruto Uzumaki, Hinata Hyugga and…."
This is where he faced a conundrum; who could balance out the teams? Kiba was a no brainer to put in Naruto's place in Team 7, he could easily pick up Kakashi's senses training and was the 3rd best taijutsu fighter in his class. It was the remaining two students that gave him trouble; Shino was behind Sasuke in one point and Sakura had brain smarts that would benefit both teams…while lacking taijutsu beyond the Academy.
To be honest, he did want at least ONE fangirl to go the distance…And being on a team lead by true kunochi would certainly do that….
With that, his mind was made up.
"…Sakura Haruno."
Anko let out a whistle.
"Brat's going to be the village playboy before you know it." She teased.
"Anko, one more word out of you and no dango for a month." Kurenai warned her friend.
"….I'll be good." Anko pouted. "Until orientation, at least."
The door was then slammed open, and in stormed Oyenne with and completely enraged look on her face.
"HIRUZEN! YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!"
She then realized 'youngsters' were in the room.
"Get out." She ordered as she slipped on rubber gloves.
No one needed to say it twice, and soon the Third Hokage, God of Shinobi, was running around his office screaming like a little girl as his doctor, who also happened to be a close friend of his late wife, gave him an enraged 'cavity search' before being brought up to speed on what had transpired.
XXX
It took Naruto three and a half hours to regain the white in his eyes from all the joyfully crying he'd done when he finally got the headband he'd worked so hard for and made his way home, a joyful strut in his step. When he made his way
The hospital staff had cleaned up his apartment and prepared a new cake for him, and they celebrated well into the night amidst filling out their duties.
The next day, Naruto found himself in Hiruzen's office.
"What can I do for you, Naruto?" He asked. "By the way, interesting photo…though I don't think the title 'Surgeon of Death' quite fits you yet, since I last checked, the only thing you've removed in poop from bed pans and tonsils."
"Oh come on, can't I stroke my ego a bit?" Naruto asked. "Anyways Jiji….do you have any books on Fujinjutsu you'd be willing to part with; ever since we covered the basics of seals at the Academy I can't seem to shake them out of my head. Almost like it's calling to me."
Hiruzen's inner ninja began to do a happy dance: A Gennin, never mind one of if not THE last Uzumaki, who was willing to pick up Fujinjutsu on top of Medical?
"Why not just use the library?" Hiruzen asked, not wanting to give a hand out just yet.
"Tried that already." Naruto said. "All I found was 'sealing for dummies.' Please, Jiji?"
Hiruzen let out a sigh. Honestly, he did have something for Naruto in this regard; he'd wanted to save it until after he became chunnin, but considering how things had unfolded for the boy, maybe it wouldn't hurt to give it to him now.
The door then swung open and in raced an 10 year old boy with an overly long scarf and shuriken, racing towards Hiruzen in an attempt to 'defeat him', only to fall flat on his face.
…..
…..
"Jiji." Naruto asked. "Is that who I think it is?"
"If you're thinking its Konohamaru….then, yes."
Naruto gave the boy another look over and let out a groaned sigh.
"By Kami, he is a runt." Naruto pointed out. "And that's coming from me."
Said runt leapt to his feet and began to blame the blonde for daring to trip the grandson of the Hokage. A loud smack across the forehead cut off the boy's taunt.
"Brat, I used to wipe and diaper your bottom." Naruto explained. "You will never intimidate me."
He ignored the Jounin's rant and took the book he'd asked for.
"Here you go Naruto." Hiruzen smiled. "Stay out of trouble until orientation."
"Hey, it's me." Naruto reminded him as he stepped out to leave. "And stop staring at me like that pal. I don't swing that way."
The shades wearing 'elite' began to rant again, only to see both his charge and intended target had left
"If you're looking for Konohamaru, he went after Naruto." Hiruzen said offhanded. "I have no idea where Naruto went…"
"HONORABLE GRANDSON!"
"Oh sure, just ignore me." Hiruzen sighed, taking a blow from his pipe. "Well, HE'S not getting a bonus! ….I really am too old for this shit…how does Onoki do it?"
In the Land of Stone, the 3rd Tsuchikage sneezed and hurt his back.
Naruto began reading his book, paying the boy following him little mind until an hour had passed.
"Can I help you, Konnie?"
"Konnie?" The boy asked.
"It was the nick-name I gave you when you were a baby." Naruto smiled, putting the book away. "And you were such a cute one….what happened to turn you into the troll I see before me now?"
"Hey!"
"Oh hush up, you know it's true. So, what can I…?"
"Please teach me!" the boy asked. "I can't stan Esibu's lessons; they're…"
"Boring?" Naruto asked. "Yeah, the basics are. But you need them. Sides, I'm a doctor, what could I teach you?"
"Just please! Anything!" Konohamaru begged. "I don't care, just!"
Naruto smiled
"Okay…don't say I didn't warn you…."
3 Hours Later
"…and now you know where babies come from." Naruto finished, taking a sip of water. "Any questions? Concerns? Comments?"
"…Goodbye, childhood." Konohamaru whimpered.
"Oh relax, in five years you'll be thanking me." Naruto said as he got up. "So, until then. You keep training to become the next Hokage, and I'll keep training to be the best Medical Ninja so that Konohamaru Sarutobi goes down in history as not only the longest living Hokage, but also the one who had the fewest casualties in his run."
That made the younger boy's eyes widen and glisten in admiration.
"You promise?"
"I promise."
Naruto found himself wrapped in a hugm in which he smiled and returned.
"Alright, Konnie." He gently pushed. "Now you head on home; sun's going down and I do NOT need your uncle or mom getting on my case."
"Wait, you know uncle Asu…."
"I know pretty much EVERY Jounin in this village." Naruto admitted. "Except Thousand Jutsu Kakashi…I'm always off whenever he goes to the hospital. Either that, or the intense care ward."
Elsewhere in the village, a certain masked Jounin sneezed.
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