Sasuke Uchiha.

Gender: M

DOB: 7 / 23 / 84

VITALS: Height 6'2" Weight 204 Blood Pressure 118/76

Patient has a GSW to the chest.

Sakura glanced up from her clipboard over her thin framed glasses to the bloody mess that lay sleeping in the hospital bed before her.

"Great. Just more paperwork for me to do." She muttered to herself as she looked back down to the chart and scribbled something into the medical records. This was the third time this week that she had been required to work overtime due to an abundance of patients caused by another wide-spread scare. One year it was the bird flu, the next it was swine flu, what now? She had been awake for close to thirty-two hours and had been functioning on nothing but coffee for the last eight. Dark circles were forming under her tired emerald eyes.

"Guess this place isn't renowned for its high quality patient care." Mumbled the bloody heap, his comment seeping with sarcasm. He lay there examining her with one eye cracked slightly open.

Startled that her sleeping patient was in fact not sleeping, but rather hurling witty remarks in her direction, she grumbled then snarled back, "I've been on call all night and I haven't gotten more than five hours of sleep in two months. Besides, you're in no position to talk," She glanced back down at the chart. "Mr. Uchiha. Caught up in gang violence, I hear. Not exactly my idea of a fulfilling lifestyle." Enraged by this patient's audacity and obviously affected by her general lack of sleep, she continued to angrily write on her clipboard, muttering under her breath.

'How can he be so rude? I did just save his life. Some people…'

"Maybe it's not mine either." He grumbled, opening his other eye and staring up at her.

"What?" She had been lost in her thoughts.

"My idea of a fulfilling lifestyle. We're not all as fortunate as you." He placed his hands behind his head, wincing in pain as he moved his shoulder. "Not everyone's daddy can afford to buy them their way into med-school."

Sakura glared down at the smirk now present on his bloodied face.

'The nerve! Who does this guy think he is?'

"And call me Sasuke, by the way. Mr. Uchiha is my dad." The smug expression that occupied his face remained.

Sakura was fuming, "Well then, Sasuke. I'll have you know that no one paid for me to go to med-school – I paid for it myself. And no one has ever had any reason to beat me to a bloody pulp. And no one is stopping me from pulling the plug on you right now." She replied in a rather serious tone, leaning closer, hoping he wouldn't call her bluff.

"You wouldn't." He stated, his smirk widened at her threats.

"I would." She leaned in even closer. "I'm done with dealing with assholes like you."

"Do it then. Pull the plug." Sakura glared into this guys eyes, surprised to find herself mildly attracted to this rough-looking, blood covered man.

"Oh! Sasuke! Sweetheart!" Sakura whirled around at the presence of another, praying that no one else had heard her threats. After all, she had worked hard to get to her residency at the hospital.

The dark haired man groaned from the bed as he was approached by a woman.

"Oh, darling, I was so worried! Are you ok? Doctor, please tell me he will be alright!" The petite woman turned to Sakura, with pleading hazel eyes as she knelt at the side of the bed, her arms wrapped around Sasuke's forearm.

"Karin, let go." The man said, monotonously and to Sakura's surprise, she reluctantly did as she was told.

"He has a few deep cuts that were stitched up, two broken knuckles and a bullet wound to his left shoulder. Luckily, the person who shot at him missed his heart by a few inches and the bullet went right through, with little harm to any of his muscles or tendons. So as long as he lets the wounds heal up before doing anything else stupid," She smirked down at him. "He should be pretty much back to normal in a couple of weeks."

"Oh, thank god!" The woman cried, burying her face in Sasuke's chest as he frowned in annoyance.

'Not so attractive anymore.' Sakura thought to herself, watching the red-haired woman cling to him. She took this moment to analyze her, coming to the conclusion that she must be a stripper or a prostitute. This woman he referred to as Karin wore a thick layer of makeup, dark red lipstick, and massive stiletto shoes. One side of her fiery crimson hair was stick-straight, while the other was messy and somewhat disheveled. A curious character, Sakura decided.

Sickened with the amount of seemingly one-sided affection that was emitting from the couple, she picked up her chart and proceeded on to her next patient before getting ready to call it a night - or morning.

After checking up on her other patients, Sakura was preparing to go home when the patient monitor in room 207 began beeping rapidly. She rushed in to find Sasuke Uchiha alone, the electrodes ripped off his now bare, yet still bandaged chest, reaching for his clothes, which had been neatly folded and placed next to his bed.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Sakura shouted as she hurried to shut off the patient monitor.

Sasuke ignored her and continued to pull on his jeans himself in silence.

"You can't leave yet!" She shrieked in annoyance. 'What is with this guy? I can't tell if he's the biggest asshole I've ever met or just the stupidest.'

"Watch me." He sneered and walked towards the door, throwing his leather jacket over his right shoulder.

"Are you really that big of an idiot?" Sakura crossed her arms, staring at him. "If you leave now, there's a good possibility that your recently stitched-up bullet hole could open up again and you could bleed to death. Not to mention the high chance of infection. And as much as I'm tempted to let you walk out and take that risk, I don't want to look responsible for the death of complete jackass because I let him stupidly walk out of the ICU, knowing that such an occurrence is very possible."

"Aren't you just the most affectionate doctor ever." Sasuke turned to her, that everlasting smug look still plastered on his face. "I'll tell you what," He began, walking over to her, menacingly. "I'll make sure your golden reputation remains as it is." He had backed her up to the wall next to the hospital bed and leant down, towering over her, with his right elbow on the wall. "In return for something from you." Sasuke, placing his left hand on her cheek and caressing her jawline with his thumb, looked down at her, his lips curling into another one of his infamous smirks.

Sakura was shocked into momentary silence, her back pushed up against the wall, cornered like prey ready to be attacked. She realized that she had never been in such a situation and sincerely wished that she had her can of pepper spray on her. From somewhere inside her she gathered up some courage and stared up at him, replying in a dark tone, "Please move back, Mr. Uchiha, before I have to alert the hospital security and have you down for harassment."

Sasuke paused and examined her, before taking her threats into consideration and hesitantly taking a step back, his eyes still piercing hers.

"This isn't over."

"I sure hope not." She responded and swiftly exited the room.

Sasuke watched her go, with a sly look and couldn't help but think of how she would look without her whole doctor get-up. Maybe even in a nurses outfit, he wondered.

Sakura flew down the hall to the doctor's lockers, bright red and flustered. Her cheeks were burning when she bumped into Ren, her ex boyfriend.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but was cut off immediately.

"This is not a good time, Ren." She said, pushing past him towards her locker, both surprised and angered by his presence.

She threw herself down on the bench, hot with embarrassment and secretly, although she didn't want to admit it, lust.

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