I have NO idea how I came to writing this, it's just probably another one ofthe lame ideas I come up with at 2 A.M.
And sorry for writing this and not updating my other stories, but a selected few should be pleased.
Next chap (when I update, probably some time this weekend) will be longer, I SWEAR!!
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto than I would already know the coming of the next chapter and I wouldn't have any problems with plots now would I?
Dedication: My first flame. Ever.
Not really, umm, this is actually dedicated to my idol AGENT REN.
WE LOVE YOU REN!!
Seriously, If you ever read this, then just know that I fangirl your fics.
Question: Take a stab at my age.
Uchiha Sasuke gazed at his nurse as he lay down in the white hospital bed, scrutinizing her every aspect, all the way from the tip of her smooth pink head to her white pump-clad feet. His obsidian gaze following all of the graceful, flowing movements her slim figure made as she bandaged his broken leg, savouring the feel of her gentle touch.
There was something about this particular girl, something that Sasuke couldn't quite put his finger to.
Something…Attractive.
Regardless, this feeling he had every time he gazed at her gorgeous pink waves, her plump lips, the sparkling jade of her eyes, the pale porcelain of her flawless skin…It attracted him just like a firefly's attention is caught by the slightest spark of light.
She wasn't the most beautiful of females, not exactly God's gift to men…But still beautiful in her own way.
But this feeling of attraction was almost too much for him, never before had the stoic Uchiha felt this way about someone…Especially not a female.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this was the first time Uchiha Sasuke experienced a thing called love.
A feeling which was alien to him, not entirely of course, at one time he had a mother's warmth to bask in, a brother to admire and imitate, a father to look up to. Indeed, he had experienced love before, yet it had been a different kind of love.
But either way that was a long time ago, and that love he had cherished so dearly was forgotten not long ago. He had never even appreciated his families existence until they where gone.
"What's your name?" Sasuke asked the pink-haired woman, his voice void of any emotion what so ever.
She looked up at him when he asked her this, her green orbs looking up into his own black ones, her brow furrowed slightly. "Eh?"
He sighed, thinking that the concept of her not understanding his simple question a little far-fetched.
"Don't you even know your own name?" He asked her, the arrogance in her voice making it seem more like a demand.
She stood up, her green eyes narrowed in his direction, seeming to be on the brink of a hissy-fit, her rosy lips pursed in something akin to anger.
"Fine then! Mister Uchiha," she practically yelled, an action which made Sasuke want to cower inside the sheets of his hospital bed and cry for his 'mummy' (although being the self-proclaimed alpha male that he is, he refrained). She proceeded in answering his (demand) question in a mocking voice as she leaned in, giving him a better view of her –ahem- PARTS.
"The name's Sa-ku-ra" she said, stressing the words, her voice the contrast of what it had been mere seconds before, the woman (he MUST remember her name is Sakura! SAKURA!) grinned and patted Sasuke on the head, making him feel a little like a puppy that had just been scolded for pooing on a carpet (something that degraded him; greatly).
Sasuke scowled as she finished bandaging up the remainder of his broken leg, her name etching itself into his memoryfor future use.
He wanted to try saying this new name, this new ability so to speak, he wanted to feel the word rolling off his tongue.
She held out a small pile of white papers, smiling by default in that creepy way nurses always smile.
"Here are your medical documents, it appears that you will have to stay here for another two weeks until you have made full recovery" that smile widened, Sasuke suppressed a shiver, as she launched into a full (not to mention boring) and detailed explanation of his fractured bone and what medications he would have to take.
"Oh, and by the way"She said with a sly smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, "There is a thing called a name-tag."Sakura patted him on the head again before she left, laughing as she closed the door behind her.
He had a feeling that she liked him.
That and his creepy sixth sense kicked in, telling the Uchiha that she would be back.
In its own way that thought made him happy.
Uchiha Sasuke is never wrong, he never assumes something which doesn't happen in the future, he never jumps to the wrong conclusions, he doesn't state something thats wrong. Uchihas just didn't sway like that.
And he proved it when Haruno Sakura strutted into his hospital room that day with the elegance of an elephant, her normally graceful movements sluggish with fatigue.
After all it WAS seven a.m...
She let out the tiniest hint of a smile as she walked across the room to open his curtains, grunting something that sounded like 'good morning' as she pulled back the drapes, allowing the morning sunlight to flood into the plain room. The sunlight streamed onto her bright hair, the pink tresses lighting up to give her an angelic appearence as she let out a yawn, not bothering to suppress it with her hand.
"Hey," Sasuke said in a tired voice, he hadn't slept well that night, his childhood friend Naruto hadn't stopped attemting to call him every five minutes after Sasuke had let word slip of this new woman in is life.
I'm going to castrate that dobe, the raven-haired Uchiha thought, an evil smile marring his handsome features, I'm going to shove so many sticks up his sorry little...
Sasuke's thoughts were interrupted when he heard his nurse's voice, his black head snapping up in expectation.
"Want some coffee Uchiha-kun?" She asked him with half-lidded eyes, her voice still sounding tired.
"Sure" he said after a few seconds of contemplating whether or not some caffeine would do him good.
Sakura allowed a pleased smile to grace her features, her viriscent eyes sparkling, making her look more awake. "I won't be too long, then."
As soon as she left Sasuke looked up with narrowed eyes as he heard a soft whistle come from the direction of the doorway, a frown marring his tired features, the newly-developed bags under his eyes sagging as a bright and abnormally conspicous mixture of colours met his eyes.
Sasuke glared with as much dignity as he could gather in a green hospital-robe at the orange-clad man before him.
"So that was her," Naruto grinned, his cerulean eyes failing to notice the murderous glare coming from the bed-ridden Uchiha, "Haruno Sakura, huh?"
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