Yay :D chapter one! Hope you love it 3 sorry for the horrendous grammar. Im hoping to find a beta
Reader soon, but my story is so shiteous that probally no one wants to fix it :(. Sorry its so short. I promise next time will be longer.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM. MASASHI KISHIMOTO DOES.
Gekkou Hayate was awoken by a soft knock on the door, waking up was becoming much more difficult for him as his condition worsen. It had been 4 years ever since he got ill with a mysterious disease that even perplexed, great medics, like lady Tsunade.
With a grunt Hayate jerk out of bed gradually, not bothering to change out of his sleeping clothes. His head was hurting from last night's drinking escapade; if it wasn't the disease that was killing him surely it was the alcohol. After the fallout of his career and the constant reminder that he was going to die from doctors, Hayate drink away his sorrow.
The knock at the door got more repetitive and louder as the second went by, after a minute or two Hayate finally reached the door. Who could possibly want him so early in the morning? Maybe it was the grim reaper, finally taking him to hell and put him out of his misery. Hayate could only wish, and how badly he wished.
Ready for whatever the world would throw at him, Hayate opened the door and- Dear Kami! Hayate wondered if he died and went to heaven because it's not every day that a beautiful angel was standing at his doorway. Actually he didn't even remember the last time he was intimate with a woman, which was understandable since what women in her right mind would want to sleep with a sick man, especially a man who didn't have enough stamina to stand nerveless sex.
The woman in front of him was in no doubt gorgeous; she was such an exquisite women with beautiful emerald orbs and lavish locks of pink hair. His eyes hungrily trail from her face to her feminine figure, worshipping every little detail of it from her pale porcelain skin to her delicious curve. But what held his attention most were her striking eyes, they held the hardness of a shinobi yet they possessed a gentle softness of a women.
"uhmm, you are Hayate-san right? I'm sorry to wake you, but I'm Sakura Haruno, Tsunade wanted me to take a look at you ", the beautiful women said with a Dazzling smile that would of made a lesser man faint.
Sakura Haruno was no fool; she noticed the man lecherous stare as he eyed her body up and down. It was a bit awkward but the man in front of her wasn't so bad looking either, he had a sinewy and lean built and his face was pleasant but he looked as fragile as thought he would break any second. Sakura remembered him from her genin years; he was the same man during the preliminary rounds at the chunin exams. It seems that merely over a period of 6 years, can change a person so much. She remember him being much more healthy, even though his chronic coughing was quite a distraction, but now the man in front of her looked as though he can die any second.
Hayate at the moment was still stunned by the beautiful women In front of him. The sight of her got his breath stuck in throat, his brain couldn't produce syllables fast enough to respond to her. He just did what he could and milk in as much of her as possible, it wasn't everyday that such an appetizing women was at his doorstep.
"Hayate-San are you okay?" Sakura bit her luscious lips; she was a bit taken at how he was staring at her shamelessly. Her voice was laced with worry and… embarrassment?
Instantly Hayate knew that she noticed that he had been studying her body. He smacked himself in the head inwardly, What a fool he was- what a desperate old fool. It disgusted him how he could just stand here and make her uncomfortable, she already had the burden of being his nurse, he didn't want her to think she was getting sexually harassed either.
"Uh –er- yeah, you're from the hospitable right? I'm sorry I'm a bit tired right now; can you check up on me later? Surely I'm doing you a favor." Hayate trailed off, but he was quickly shut down by the Spit-fire rosette in front of him.
"Bull shit. Hayate-san your life is on the line here, and don't tell me how to do my job. I don't care if you're tired let me make you feel better ne?".
His throat suddenly went dry and he felt a familiar tightness down south; God, did he just heard what he just thought he did. Did she implied that she wanted to- satisfy him? What can of hell did Tsunade send to him this time.
Dun dun dun :D. ahaha hope you like it 3 I would love it if you leave review, but that's entirely up to you yeah and what sakura said isn't exactly what you think it is ;). I love crack pairings. Till next time, Xmeimeix.