Title: Even the Scars

Summary: Request fic. Request: A more in-depth fic spinning from Just the Fact that She Does. For: FunkyKiwi

Pairing: Ibiki/OFC

Author: Smurf

Warnings: This piece of fiction portrays Ibiki as a romantic/sexual being; if you are squeamish about seeing this character in such a light, please discontinue reading now.

Disclaimer: We, the serialhugger collective, do not own Naruto, Naruto Shipuuden, or any of the characters and trademarks related thereof, and we do not make any monetary profit from the creation of these works (we simply enjoy torturing the characters of the fandom with our own special brand of insanity); no copyright infringement is intended. We do own Sachi, however, but if anyone feels like stealing her for his or her own plot-bunny inspired fic-writing, please feel free.

Chapter One: Stupid ANBU

Sachi was fuming; who did those ANBU think they were, disregarding a medic's assessment like that? It was reckless, it was disrespectful, and it was... it was... "Stupid! Stupid ANBU," she muttered, shoving several files unceremoniously into an open drawer, "stupid war... stupid- Ow!" she rubbed at her shin where it had connected with a metallic corner, "Stupid filing cabinet!"

"I hear you got into a fight with ANBU, Sachi," an older woman dressed in all white spoke, not bothering to look up from the file she was reading. "Third time this month isn't it?" It was clear to her, even without looking at Sachi's file, that her young staff member had a quick temper.

Sachi's head snapped in the direction of the voice; she hadn't even heard the other woman's approach. "I-"she wasn't sure what to say, in any case, it was pointless to deny it and she didn't feel like she should have to apologize for it either; she had been right, "I did."

The senior medical ninja smiled then, finally looking up from the file, "Good girl; sometimes those idiots need to be taken down a peg or two." She could see the confusion written all over her junior's face, "You aren't in trouble; it was a good thing you did, trying to get that boy into treatment. They wouldn't have pulled that trick on any of the older staff."

Sachi resisted the urge to smile at her supervisor's choice of words. Trust the old bat of the Medic-corp. to talk about ANBU as if they were little boys playing pranks on their classmates. "Thank you. Um... About that patient-?"

"Oh, don't thank me just yet," the senior medic glossed over the question completely. "You may not be in trouble with any of us," the medical corp., Sachi inferred, "but a complaint has been filed- several actually." The woman shook her head before closing the file and directing her full attention toward her junior.

Well that was just marvellous, Sachi groaned inwardly, having one complaint on her record was bad enough, but several...? Taking a deep breath, she prepared herself to receive her punishment, whatever it might be. She hoped that she didn't wind up on laundry detail; she always managed to shrink everything, somehow.

"You've been suspended for the next three days."

"Suspended! But-" that was too much; the village had incoming wounded every day, even more so now that their village had been drawn into a war. It was essential that every Medical Ninja the Leaf village had was available for duty whenever a new batch of casualties was brought in. A suspension wasn't only unfair; it endangered patients.

"Three complaints, three days," The senior medic reaffirmed, "it's only a temporary suspension, Sachi; the disciplinary committee were persuaded to believe that your..." the older medic searched for the word, "behavioural issues have been brought on by stress, and so they've decided to be lenient."

Lenient, she barely withheld a disbelieving snort, what a joke. "But..."

"Three day's Sachi, I don't want to see you in uniform until that time is up," the words filtered into the reception area from around the corner, causing Sachi's argument to die on her lips.

"Damn it!" Sachi growled kicking at the filing cabinet, "Shit! Ow, ow, ow..." She really had to stop doing that or at least start wearing closed toed shoes. "...Stupid ANBU," she muttered glumly sinking down into one of the reception desk's chairs.

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