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Make me or break me
Summary: She? A good hearted doctor who helped little kids and fed stray puppies. He? No one knew much about him, except that he was trouble. Big trouble. Especially when he was racing or loving her.
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Chapter 1
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A dark blue Ferrari 458 was speeding recklessly down the streets of Konoha. The driver's face was contorted in pain, but that didn't stop him neither from driving like a mad man and nor from cursing like a sailor.
His phone rang and he answered the phone, wearing the same annoyed and pained expression.
"Yo, Sasuke!"
"What the fuck do you want?"
"Relax, I think you lost them. Thanks for being the decoy again, Sasuke. We wouldn't have made it without you man."
"This is the last time I'm saving your sorry ass, Naruto."
"Hey, it wasn't my fault this time, Sasuke! If Suigetsu hadn't-hold on."
Sasuke couldn't help but curse his best friend. Didn't he see that he was in the middle of something?
"Hey, Sasuke. Shikamaru says you should ditch the car."
"What? Put Shikamaru on the phone."
"Troublesome. Shikamaru here. Listen, Sasuke. From what I can see on the radar, they haven't found you yet, but there are a lot of cars searching for you. They'll find you and ambush you if you keep driving. Go on foot and lie low for a while."
"Great."
"Are you injured?"
The dark haired man looked at the flesh wound on his torso, a souvenir from a lucky bastard. He managed to nick him with his knife just before Sasuke knocked him unconscious.
"Nothing I can't handle."
"Good."
"I'll call once I get to a safe place and you can come pick me up."
"Got it."
Leaving his car behind, Sasuke started walking weakly in the dark. He had no idea where he was going but he knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to keep moving.
He didn't expect the pain and exhaustion to make him feel so dizzy so soon. Before he knew it, he was swaying on his feet and knew that if he kept going he would soon lose consciousness.
The only alternative was to hide.
Unfortunately, the place he was in didn't offer more than a few bushes so he had to make the most of it.
The dark haired man lay in the bushes with the intention to call his friends, only to find that his phone had no signal.
Vulnerable and alone, a situation in which a guy like Sasuke Uchiha would not often be seen in, he started thinking of a plan.
The bad thing was that he knew that he was dead meat if God didn't have pity on him and send him some kind of savior.
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A young woman was fast walking on the streets of Konoha one spring night. Her long strawberry blonde hair was swaying with the wind while her emerald green eyes shone with annoyance, determination and maybe even a little fear, though she would never admit it.
The twenty-three year old intern at Konoha hospital was returning home from a grueling shift late at night. After spending the whole day treating others she was exhausted and the fact that she couldn't find a cab only served to dampen her already sour mood.
Lately, life has been very stressful for the young woman and thus her lack of patience. The lack of patience that urged her to not wait for a cab and start walking toward her condo, by herself, at what some would call a dangerously late hour.
A little exercise never hurt anyone, she told herself.
But it was getting cold and she decided to speed up her pace a little in order to get in the comfort of her home sooner. It wasn't ideal that the streets seemed emptier than they should have normally been at that hour, either.
Sakura Haruno loved her job and she loved her life. She was your average uptown, yet really smart and kind girl, who enjoyed a good laugh and had lots of friends whom she loved dearly.
It was just that lately, things haven't exactly gone her way. For some reason or another, people decided that it was time to be excessively rude to her and boss her around.
Not only that, but her ex, who had ungracefully dumped her when they were only seventeen, was now reconsidering his decision. Again. She thought she made it clear to him when they were twenty that she wanted nothing to do with him.
Of course she believed in second chances. Of course she would have forgiven him. Actually she had done just that without him even apologizing. But the fact that she didn't hold a grudge didn't mean that she loved him and that she should give their relationship another chance.
She was too busy for love anyway. After finishing medical school, impressing some very smart doctors in the meantime, she landed an internship at Kohona Hospital, which took most of her time.
Also, it's not like she didn't have who to give affection to. Her best friends were a handful and her patients needed all the care they could get.
Sure, she also had people who liked to pick a fight with her, but who didn't? She was thankful for her family and friends and for the most recent addition to her family, her little puppy, Buddy.
She found Buddy a couple of nights prior when she returned late from the hospital. She bought some take out food and when she got out of the cab she saw the little angel being all hungry and alone.
Sakura blamed her weak heart for staying and giving him her food, but she didn't regret it. Ever since then, he never left her side and she was impressed by his loyalty.
Dog was not man's best friend for nothing, right?
Just as she was about to make another turn and be closer to her comfy home, something grabbed her ankle and made her trip. As a result she let out a startled yelp.
"Shhh…Don't scream…"
She heard a weak voice say to her and looked to see a raven haired man on the ground, looking like he could barely stay awake.
Her first thought was that he was a drunk who was going to hurt, rape and rob her and wanted to make a run for it, but then she felt his hold grow weaker and thought she also heard him say something.
"Help me…Please…"
Hearing his plea, her medic's instincts kicked in and she decided that she couldn't let an injured man die on the street like that. She kneeled by him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder while rummaging in her purse, searching for her phone with the other.
"Hold on, I'll call an ambulance."
"N-No. No ambulance. Please."
She knew she was out of her damn mind the moment she decided to listen to him and stopped looking for her phone.
Insane or not, something told her that this man was just a lost soul who needed help, much like Buddy needed a few nights before.
With determination and courage, Sakura Haruno let Uchiha Sasuke lean on her for support and led him into her home.
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After struggling with her keys and opening the door, Sakura managed to successfully haul the half conscious handsome stranger into her home.
He watched her through half lidded eyes as she made him sit on the couch and went for her first aid kit.
He was an interesting individual, that much she could say. The wound he sustained did not seem very deep but it hurt like hell, without a doubt. Still, he seemed to have high tolerance to pain since he was fighting to stay conscious. Soon, she returned with the supplies and a glass of water.
"What happened to you?"
"Hn."
"Look, I know it's none of my business, but I can't help you if I don't know what caused this injury. I'm just trying to help."
"Why?" He asked in a somewhat stronger voice after he gulped the water she had given him.
She turned to look at him. It was actually a good question. Why didn't she just leave him there when he said he didn't want an ambulance? Didn't she know it was dangerous to bring unknown men into her house?
Of course she did. She just couldn't shake the strange feeling that she got whenever she looked at him. It was like something was screaming at her to do what he asked.
She knew he was a dangerous thing without even looking at him because of the deadly aura surrounding him. What made him very dangerous was the way he was leaving her speechless and submissive just by using his baritone voice.
But the days of little scared and obeying Sakura were long gone. She would not let this man get the best of her.
That's when she decided that she would act like a professional and just do her job, only to stay as far away from him as possible afterwards. So she gave him the blankest, emptiest and most polite smile she could then muster.
"I'm just doing my duty, sir. Now please, let me take a look at your wound while you tell me exactly what kind of injury it is and whatever detail you can remember, like how long you have had this. Please note that I have no interest in who caused this, why and what happened to the other person."
"Hn. He used a knife. It's not deep."
"I can see that. Please take off your shirt so that I can clean your wound. I don't want to risk an infection."
He did just as she instructed him to and Sakura had to work hard to keep her poker face straight. He was one of the hottest men she had laid eyes upon.
"Was the knife corroded?" She asked as she as she cleaned the wound, careful not to cause him more pain than necessary.
"No. You don't have to go so slow. I can take it."
She almost blushed at his words but proceeded with her work not looking him in the eye.
He smirked a little, sensing her becoming more and more flustered. Truth be told, Sasuke couldn't believe the luck he was blessed with. When he heard the sound of clicking high heels on the pavement, he was already starting to lose consciousness. Seems that God really loved him after all.
He watched as she cleaned the wound with clean water and used soap only on the surrounding area. He knew what do to in these situations as it was not his first time getting wounded, but he decided to let her do her thing and only intervene if she messed up.
"I'm going to apply some antibiotic cream to further reduce the risk of infection."
She said without looking at him. Sasuke didn't think he should respond in any way so he kept quiet and scanned his surroundings.
He was in the girl's spacious living room. From what he could gather, she lived in one of those expensive condos in the wealthy part of the city. How he managed to end up in her neighborhood, he didn't know.
The room was decorated very simple. The walls were beige and the floor was of dark brown wood. The furniture was scarce. She had a huge TV, the couch they were sitting on, a coffee table and two comfortable armchairs.
The couch and armchairs were also a light shade of beige and were made of leather. Lastly, he looked closer at her. She was attractive, that much he knew from the moment he saw her, with long, silk-like hair and forest green eyes. She was quite pretty even with the bangs under her eyes.
She was also a petite being, probably reaching his shoulder. She seemed quite thin, but that was the most he could make out due to the clothes she was wearing. They were designer clothes that were probably worth one month's wage of a normal person. He wanted to snort at that. People were so shallow.
He concluded that he landed in the home of a rich, spoiled, uptown girl. It wasn't his first time in the presence of such girls, though he had to admit this time the situation was a little bit different.
Which led him to his question. Why had she helped him? Because his looks? Or because he had actually fallen into a trap? She seemed harmless but he knew he had to keep his guard up. The gentle girl woke him up from his daze and smiled at him.
"I'm going to bandage you now. This is again to avoid infection. You will have to change these daily and once the wound is sufficiently healed, you can stop using them. Though, I recommend that you go and see a doctor when you'll stop running from whoever's after you."
"I'm not running."
He said with a frown because she made him sound like a coward and Uchihas weren't cowards.
"Sure you're not." She said with a teasing smirk and continued to wrap his wounded torso in the white cloth.
He grunted in pain from his wound and annoyance at her words. Maybe he grunted even a little in relief because her gentle hands sometimes brushed his healthy skin by accident.
"All set. You have to go to the hospital as soon as possible to get the anti-tetanus vaccine. It's probable that you're ok and that the knife wasn't infected, but you don't want to risk it, believe me. The toxin from the bacteria causes paralysis of your facial muscles and in the arms and legs and it ends with death by suffocation because of the paralysis of your respiratory muscles. Not a pretty death."
He wanted to ask how come she knew so much about this, but he was interrupted when a small, mutt started clawing at him and trying to bite him. He merely snarled at the small thing and it cowered in the girl's lap.
"Buddy, calm down. He's a friend. No need to be so rude, little one."
The girl smiled and affectionately patted the dog. He seemed relax under her touch and wanted to play with his master.
"I haven't fed you, have I? I'm so sorry, Buddy. I'll make it up to you. Let's go to the kitchen for a snack, shall we?"
She continued to talk to the animal like he could actually understand her. Yeah, she sure was a spoiled, uptown girl.
"Are you hungry? I could make you a sandwich." She asked looking at him and clearly being uncomfortable with his presence.
"No, thank you."
Sasuke said trying to act cold, but his high class upbringing forced him to be polite.
"Ok, then. You can crash on my couch until tomorrow, and then I advise you to go to the hospital. Also, no strenuous activities. "
She said without waiting for an answer. As much as she was trying to put up a strong front, she was still very much intimidated by him.
Sasuke lay on the couch and watched her go, with her dog following her. To his surprise, he noticed that the mutt wasn't one of those white balls of fur. It was a blackish thing that wasn't as cute as the bishops he saw in random chick's pink purses.
Then again, it wasn't something that he had time to dwell upon as he was tired and would only rest for a few hours before he would go back on the streets.
The race was in only three days and he'd be damned if he messed it.
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When Sakura entered her living room the next day to check on her guest, she found him to be already gone.
She felt relief because she felt no need to deal any further with the strange man that she encountered a few hours prior. He seemed to have some serious enemies and she wanted to stay as far from trouble as possible. Her life was complicated enough as it was.
In a way, she felt a bit disappointed, though. He hadn't even thanked her and hadn't told her his name. She would probably never see him again and that kind of saddened her. She told herself it was only because he was hot.
Still, it was for the best, she thought.
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A/N: Hello! New story here and I hope you'll like it.
Next update: probably a week.
Please review, as you all know feedback is highly appreciated.
Marie Blubert