Disclaimer: I do Not own Naruto. All ownership rightfully belongs to Masashi Kishimoto

"Sakura I know this is short notice, but I need to assign you to some of our more...difficult patients. Your current charges will be taken care of so that you can focus solely on these individuals, which will be greatly needed." Informed the an ash blonde woman from behind her desk. Her elbows rested on top of her desk as her hands were intertwined in front of her face. Her ember colored gaze was serious and showed some distraught emotions over the matter at hand.

With a sigh she continued, "You are one of the best doctors here, and I should know since I taught you myself. But that's not to say that these new charges will be an easy case. They've already sent 17 doctors on their way and none were in any condition to talk about what state their charges were in when they left. They've barely written anything in the logs to tell where the patients started to if they've made any progress. Some of the doctors that have left have resigned their positions altogether while others are in therapy. I know I'm asking a lot of you and that this is a huge job to take on, but I feel like you may be able to pull it off. I've watched your career grow over the years and you are coming to a point where you may exceed my level of expertise. I personally think this would be the way to further your career. Though you are free to refuse this request if you wish to."

The blonde sat tensely and stared ahead at her apprentice waiting for a reply. The young woman that sat across from her looked down in thought and clenched her hands on her lap. She had long pastel pink hair held up into a loose bun with stray strands framing her face. Her skin was light and held a slight pinkness to it. She had vibrant evergreen eyes that stood out against her hair. She finally sat up straighter and set her eyes on her teacher. With a firm nod she stated, " I would like to accept this offer Tsunade-shishou!"

With those last words Sakura left to tell her old ones goodbye and that she wishes them the best of luck since they were well on their way. After that day she prepared herself for anything her new patients may throw her way. That is how a couple of days later she ended up in front of this blank white door that would eventually lead her to a future with many unforetold events.

Sakura took in a slightly shaken breath and raised her hand to the door handle. She quietly encouraged herself and turned the handle without a sound. With one more deep intake of air she pushed the door open only to find total and utter chaos in her wake. She stood frozen in the doorway as a disturbing maniacal laugh entered her eardrums. In front of her there was a huge fight. A few stood to the sides watching with varying looks of amusement or uninterest, while others were arguing.

All Sakura could do was stand there and stare at everything happening before her eyes. The laughter was coming from a man who had a menacing look in his lilac colored eyes. His hair that looked as if it had been slicked back at one point was now a distraught mess of silver against his alabaster skin. His skin was littered with scars, some old while others seemed new. He was swinging his fists one after another at a honey blonde haired male with azure eyes. Some of the swings would miss while others succeeded in hitting its target. Every time a fist would land a hit its owner would laugh hysterically as if the funniest morbid joke had just been told.

As the fight went on between those two, a man with a swirled orange mask was getting caught in the middle as he tried to stop the whole ordeal while shouting about his 'Senpai'. He had short choppy dark brown hair that almost looked black. He had an innocent demeanor that almost made you wonder how he ended up in one of the top mental institutes in the country. But yet at the same time something was off about him.

As the fight continued Sakura noticed a man on the sidelines with stitches and deep scars spiraling around his body. He sat with one leg crossed over the other with a satisfied grin upon his stitched up mouth as he watch the fight before him. Beside him stood a very large man, slouched over and laughing. He was of all things blue, from his skin to his hair it was nothing but varying shades of blue. He also seemed to have what looked like gills on his cheeks and very pointed teeth. All in all his appearance seemed to give the image of a shark.

Sakura had been so focused on the room before her that she hadn't noticed the figure that walked up behind her. Just as she was about to look at another resident within the room a hand was placed on her shoulder. Not expecting the intrusion on her person Sakura yelp and jumped away. She turned to look at who had grabbed her and noticed it was none other than her assigned guard; Kakashi, the man of a thousand excuses for why he is late. Sakura glowered as she looked at her co-worker and thought to herself, 'I swear one of these days I'm gonna kill him for sneaking up on me! Where does he get off being late all the time and then scaring the shit out of me. I ought to hide all of his damn porno books, see if he scares me after that!'

She had been so caught up with her own thoughts that she hadn't realized how quiet it had gotten inside the room. The room that she had yet to realize she was now within. The room that was now eerily quiet from hearing her yelp in surprise as she suddenly made an appearance before its participants. The room that suddenly filled with an obnoxious voice yelling, "Who the fuck is this bitch!?"

And that was the first of who knows how many chapters. Please let me know what you think of this story and what pairings you would like to see within it. It would help alot!