Hello all and welcome to this collection of oneshots that will be about - you guessed it - most of our favorite shinobi visiting Sakura for different reasons (usually and hopefully for them, they are medical!). I'm trying for short stories this time and humor. Have fun reading and you are most welcome to review afterwards! :)


Naruto:

"Anyone care to explain how this happened?" Sakura Haruno asked tersely, exasperation clearly written on her face.

Her usually lively blonde teammate lightly blushed and averted his gaze, his injured arm set on the examination table between them. "I fell."

"You fell." she repeated, incredulous. "How and where did you fall to end up impaled by an iron pipe?!"

Naruto shrunk somewhat at hearing the growing anger in her tone. "Well you see, we were out playing pretend ninja with Konohamaru and the gang and things go out of hand and I slipped you see? Fell right into the dumpster..."

He trailed off, noticing his pink-haired teammate had stopped listening. She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to understand how exactly did a confirmed Jônin, soon-to-be Hokage, could fall from a building and injure himself while playing pretend ninja?! She was very, very tempted to deck him once or twice, because she really didn't need this kind of aggravation so early in the morning! Her shift had barely started...

Reaching for the pipe, she carefully took hold of it, her other hand hovering above his injury. Summoning the necessary chakra, she slowly took it out and proceeded to heal the gap left in its wake. His playmates, who had until then remained silent and as unobtrusive as possible, inched forward to stare at the rapidly disappearing wound. When she was finished and their «boss» swung his arm around a few times to check it for any residual pain or strain, but found none, they all broke into almost identical grins, Konohamaru cheering.

"Sit" the pinkette commanded, effectively stopping the younger shinobi from ushering her teammate out of the hospital to resume their game.

They complied, eyeing her warily, huddled up against the older male. "Remind me again of your ages and ranks?" she demanded, forcing herself to sound patient, though she felt anything but.

"Sixteen, Chûnin" the three younger ones chirped in unison.

"Twenty, Jônin."

She nodded. "Remember that next time you want to pretend to be ninja. Because I swear if I hear one of you come back injured for that motive, I'm not letting any of you get treated here! Understood?" they all nodded energetically, eager to be released.

They were out the moment she jerked her head towards the door, only Naruto lingering. He watched her get rid of the iron pipe and clean up after her, only speaking when she was finished and her eyes met his.

He smiled warmly and her gaze softened as well. "Thanks Sakura-chan."

"Whatever." she grumbled, but there was no more anger in her tone.

Afterall, Naruto would always be Naruto. He would always end up coming to her with unusual or unexpected injuries and she would always heal them for her, no matter how angry or exasperated she got while doing so.

Smiling softly to herself, she left the room to check on her next patient. A nurse ran up to stop her.

"Sakura-san, Uzumaki-san just brought Konohamaru-kun in! It seems like he slipped and fell from a tree." she said in a hurried voice, indicating the room where the young boy was taken to.

"While playing pretend ninja?"

"Cat and mouse, actually."


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