Building up those things broken

Made for: Berta-chan

Motive: We're perverts, we do shit like this. 8D

A/N: Yeah this is for my friend Berta-nii-chan. We brainstormed it together, and of course she was the one who got me into GaaNaru and yaoi all together.

'...' is thoughts and "..." is speaking.

Disclaimer: All our base is belong to Kishimoto. In other words; Me no own :(

Pairings: GaaNaru, one sided SasuNaru mentioned KibaHina and KakaIru

Building up those things broken

Chapter one: I hate my job sometimes. . .

Naruto tapped his fingers on the sterile desk in front of him. It was a horribly slow day for him and he wasn't used to having nothing to do. He groaned and leaned back into his chair, wishing that the day would end already and he could go home. The little orange watch on his wrist blinked '1:24 AM.'

"Come on! HALF AN HOUR LEFT!!" He slammed his head against his desk.

"Woah there buddy. No reason to submit yourself into the hospital you work in." Naruto looked up to see his good friend and co-worker Kiba Inuzuka standing beside a petite purple haired woman.

"Ah shuddap." He said curtly to the brown-haired comedian.

"Oh well I tried. By the way Naruto, this is Hinata. Hinata this is my good friend Naruto-" Kiba noogied Naruto playfully and Naruto wailed for him to stop and let go. Hinata smiled and Kiba finished.

"He works here with me. Too bad for him, he has to stay the late shift." Kiba smiled a wide grin.

"Hah. Hah Hah. I get off in a half hour jerkface." Naruto rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair, patting down his spiky hair.

"Oh, I see how it is then. Let's go quick Hinata. We might catch some of his stupid. . ." Kiba grabbed Hinata's hand and ran as pens and paper weights were thrown in his general direction from a red-faced blonde who was swearing profusely. When they were finally out of sight, Naruto let out a sigh.

"So. Bored. Why do i have to be the only person here. . .?" Naruto pondered while pushing a small fox paper weight around on his desk. He didn't realize he was pouting until a dark voice said,

"If you keep pouting like that, your face will stick. . ." Blue eyes met onyx, and Naruto felt himself get flustered and shouted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Sh-shut up!" He felt his lips instinctively press out, but bit them back when he realized he had begun to pout again. The sophisticatedly dressed Uchiha Sasuke stood in front of him, arm draped on the counter Naruto had destroyed and was smirking up a storm. Naruto was getting mad and asked him rather rudely,

"Why are you here anyways? Don't you have some stupid party to be at? Or some woman's bed to attend to tonight?" Naruto looked away sharply and felt tears sting his eyes. But he wouldn't cry. Not in front of that bastard.

"Of course. I just didn't feel like going." Naruto wasn't sure what to say. Did he mean a party? Or did he mean a woman. . .? He shook his head slightly and noticed that the dark haired man was smirking again. Obviously he was about to make a comment on Naruto's stupidity when the red light on Naruto's beeper went off. Naruto look down and felt his face blanch.

"I don't have time for this teme. Get lost, there's a patient coming in." With this Naruto ran off to prepare the surgical room. He always hated when the Ambulance came. It always brought a tragic story, along with some badly injured person. He would prefer being in the Pediatrics department any day. He opened the doors as wide as possible and ran to the glass doors that would bring the patient in. As he ran by his desk, he noticed a small orange envelope.

LATER

Naruto sighed as they performed surgery. He would always stand back and watch and was only of use when they needed a new sterile device. The boy they had brought in had been in a terrible accident that involved a drunk driver. He was very handsome and Naruto could tell. His hair was blood red and there was a tattoo on his forehead. It was a kanji, but he couldn't decipher it due to all the blood. The doctor called for an instrument and Naruto passed it to him, still thinking about the man in front of him. His eyes were heavily kohl'd and even though they were closed, Naruto couldn't help but imagine them being a beautiful colour. Naruto worked on autopilot usually when they brought in a case like the red-head. He liked to make up stories about how their life was perfect, with a family and a nice house and a small dog. It was sick, and Kiba had told him numerous times that it was, but they always laughed it off. Kiba worked in the mortuary, and Naruto was sceptical about his job. Seriously, a guy like Kiba SHOULD NOT work in a place like that. So Naruto bugged him about what happened when girls asked about his job.

"ANESTHETIC QUICK!! AND HURRY AND CLOSE UP THAT WOUND!! -" Naruto ignored the outside sound and kept focused on his little day dream. So then Kiba must have found somebody, what was her name. . .Hinata! the intern on the third floor for the main Pediatrician, Tsunade. Naruto smiled and sighed heavily. Thinking about work brought his thoughts back to the little orange envelope. What was Sasuke trying to pull? Naruto wasn't about to accept him back into his life so abruptly, and especially not after what he did. 'That stupid jerk thinks everyone comes back for a round two. . .' Naruto thought, face swirling into an angry scowl.

"Okay! Naruto. . .NARUTO! Bring this patient to Wing C, room number 186. Hook up a 13D I.V. and stay with him until he wakes up." Naruto nodded and unlocked the brakes.

"Oh and Naruto?" Naruto stopped and looked at the Surgeon.

"Wash off all that blood. It's going to make a horrible smell. Thanks, you can go." Naruto nodded and wheeled the patient to an empty room on the same floor. It was hard to push the man, he was relatively heavy. Naruto puffed as he carted the man onto the patient bed. He ran into the storage room and grabbed an I.V. and some towels and anesthetic. When he came back, He hooked up the I.V. and went into the bathroom, ran the towel underwater and came back to tend to his patient. He wouldn't stay that way, Naruto was only a on-call nurse and sometimes he worked the Graveyard shift in the Emergency department. Like tonight. He sighed and ran the cloth over the red heads forehead. There was a lot of blood and Naruto pondered why the Surgeon hadn't just washed it off himself.

Naruto pushed the button that raised his patient and began to wipe off all the blood.

"Isn't it their job anyways?!" He exclaimed, realizing he would be working waaaaay overtime tonight.

"Augh, it's hard to make this frustrating when you're so quiet. . ." Naruto commented to the sleeping man. When Naruto started to clean the blood off the stitches he looked down and realized that the man had not been acquainted with a robe. Naruto's face burned up with a deep, dark blush. He ran to the storage closet and grabbed a robe. He walked quickly back to the room to clothe the nakedness that so eerily embarrassed him so. Naruto recomposed himself and leaned over top of the mysterious man and pulled him up so that he leaned against his chest. Another blush was brought to his face as Naruto laced the strings around the man's neck and tied a simple bow. He reached around the pasty white waist and tied another bow. Naruto let himself relish in the warmth that was hardly emitted from the red head. He breathed in heavily and laid the man on his back and pressed the button that lowered the patient.

A tired and grouchy Naruto slumped into a chair beside the bed. He stretched and grabbed the patients clip board.

'Subaku no Gaara; age: 19; cause of visit: car crash, hit and run, internal bleeding and a concussion.' Naruto merely twitched. He had seen worse. A yawn escaped small pink lips and Naruto placed the clipboard back where he had snatched it. He slumped in the chair. A nap for a few minutes couldn't hurt. The patient had just survived a long painstaking surgery, the drugs would keep him asleep a good four hours at most.

Naruto brought his watch up to his eyes and noted the time '4:12 AM.' Then he let his eyes slip close and quickly fell asleep. . .