This is a standard disclaimer.
Author's Note(s): This story will be a collection of short drabble-like chapters. Some might be shorter and some might be longer. It will depend on progression of the story.
Chapter One:
The Favor
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Walking down the well worn road leading through the market, Sakura repositioned the bags hanging from her shoulders up higher. With two weeks off from missions and hospital duty, Sakura was using the time off to do the mundane things she normally neglected when busy, and grocery shopping was at the top of her list. Why? Simple, when she went to fix something to eat for a light breakfast all Sakura found was old takeout. So, after changing into something comfortable, grabbing a few sturdy canvas bags, she set out early hoping to beat the crowds.
With it a little after one in the afternoon and four bags full with fresh produce, rice, meats and a thinner wallet, Sakura was ready to head back home. As longer as she's not feeding an army –Naruto and his stomach- she should have enough to last the two weeks she's off.
"Sakura!"
Stopping in her trek home, Sakura turned around to find Shikamaru hastily pulling out his wallet, throwing a few notes down, and snatch up a paper bag with a quick apology to the elder woman at the stand he was at before rushing over to her- the look of relief visible on his face.
Something's wrong, Sakura thought. It wasn't like the genius to seem rushed. "Hello."
"Hi." It was a brisk and sharp greeting. "I know I don't ask for favors, but I need to just this once."
Sakura's eyes widened. "What is it? What's wrong?"
For Nara Shikamaru to ask for a favor meant something was seriously wrong.
"I want you to do a check up on my dad. He's gotten sick and it seems he's getting worse."
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Nothing out of character about worry about one's own father.
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