Longing. – Chapter I.; what have you done?

Today, Monday, January 22th, 2018, was like any other day in Osaka hospital. There was no special operations or procedures to go through. Not that many people were sick, even. It was a good sign.

The head doctor of the Osaka hospital, Sakura Haruno, was in her office sorting out papers of all the patients that had had appointments booked for this week. It wasn't too many; and nobody had any special requierments. It was mostly middle aged, to elderly people, and most of those, Sakura knew personally by now, as they'd come here regularly.

Sitting by her office desk, the pinkette had finished sorting out the documents, neatly organizing and putting them in a organe-yellowish envelope. The envelopes were then to be sorted in the main office, where all doctor had access to them. The ones that had the correct key to that specific drawer, of course.

Checking her wrist clock, it was 22.25, a little more than half an hour, until her shift would finish. Not having much of anything to do, she shut down her desk computer and exited her office. Locking the doors, she stored the keys in her white coat.

Walking down the barely lit halways of the hospital, it seemed way bigger than when it was bussing with patients and other doctors. Sakura was heading for some refreshements, until the time would pass and she could go home.
Sakura was texting her best friend Ino – who had a movie's night with her boyfriend Sai – about how their days went vice versa. Ino was also quick to remind the pinkette, that soon, the 6th year anniversary of Konoha High School was approaching. Not that Sakura really cared for that; she only really cared about seeing most of her friends and how they were doing. It was just formalities, all of it. But, if she'd say she wasn't going, Ino would probably drive for an hour straigh to get to her and presuade her, why she most go, and so on.

The coffee machine started to beep, alarming Sakura that the hot coffee was finished and ready to drink. Taking the plastic cup in her hands, the pinkette made a lazy sip; the though of the High School anniversary was now going to annoy her to no end. She really didn't want to go – she had more pressing matters to attent to at this hospital, and help people who were counting on her.

"What a bore…" Sakura exhaled, an annoyed sigh, which was unusual of her to do. But, it appeared when things like this would come in her life and ruin her nicely organized routine. She didn't like things – or people – messing with her day-to-day routines.

Rolling her shoulders, she'd walk back to her office, going through the same array of halways she had known by heart now. Sakura had been working here ever since she had come out of high school; and she purpously chose this one, which was the farthest from Konoha. She had only bitter experiences and memories of her home city, all thanks to … one person.

As Sakura was walking along the halways, she'd ocassionally see a collegue or two pass her, everyone was kind to her, and polite. Everybody said hello, or either slightly raised their hands, waving good-night to her.

Checking her wrist clock once more, it 22.45; only fifteen more minutes and her shift would be officially over. A small smile drew itself on the female's lips at the though of coming home, taking a bath, and maybe watch some TV before passing out in her bed.

"Ah, soon~," she sighed happily to herself; it truely was a long day, and she was ready to crash.

Her phone started buzzing in rythm, indicating that somebody was calling her mobile phone. But, before she could pull it out and answer, the two emergency doors opened behind her, four doctors running in her direction, with a bed between them, and a patient on it. The quick glance that she'd gotten at the patient, she could make out that it was a male.

"Doctor Haruno, come with us to the operating room, quickly!" One of the doctors yelled in a hurry, pushing the bed to the end of the halway and down towards the operating facility of the hospital.

"H-hai!" Sakura responded, quickly sprinting after them. Her daydreaming of coming home and watching movies was officially forgotten – there was something more important at stake; somebody's life.

Running behind the crowd of doctors, she ran to the other side of the building, where the operaings' department was. By the looks of those doctors who were transporting the patient, none of them seemed fit to actually perform the operation, but her.

Sakura entered the small white room with a bang, as the door opened quickly, but were closed behind her just as quickly.

"Quick, check his pulse and signs; keep him stable," Sakura ordered, as she was quickly putting a face mask on. "Talk to me, doctor, what happened to—" Sakura was unable to finish her sentance when she saw the deformed face of her patient. It was damaged, but not unrecognizable. It was… none other than /him/. Her green eyes widened, her mouth partially open behind the white face mask, her fingers trembling.

How in hell did he get here?

"Doctor Haruno?" one of the doctors' thankfully snapped her out of it, and she was back to normal, ignoring the face of her patient laying on the operating table.

"Yes, doctor, talk to me, what happened to this man?" Sakura questioned once more, her face facing a table by the window, as she went to put on operaing gloves.

"He was in a car accident, doctor, his wital signs are stable, but we have to operate, and besides Doctor Miyaki, you're the only doctor currently available for this operation."

Sakura nodded, understanding what was requested of her. In four large steps, she was standing besides the patient, towering down over him. Everything was ready to begin, and with a short 'beep' the light outside the room was turned on, indicating that the opeation was on it's way.

Author's notes: Hello! if you've made it through the whole story, I thank you! I apologize if there are any spelling errors~. Please review and tell me what you think? ^^