Chapter 4

He groaned as he threw and arm over his eyes to block out the glaring sun. He sat up groggily, and felt slightly confused. Did he walk over to bed? He couldn't remember, but he didn't think too much of it, and made his usual slow walk to the kitchen, wincing slightly from his wounds. He saw his breakfast on the counter with a little note that read "Good morning sleepyhead! Don't you dare waste a bite of this, you need all of it to get strong and get better. I was called into the hospital suddenly for a patient who is very ill. I should be back after lunch (that is also in the fridge, just warm it up)." He started eating but noticed the living room was clean. Odd. He didn't remember cleaning that up, and he would just put away the papers and left the set on the coffee table as he was going to resume again today...

He almost choked on his tea. Sakura had cleaned it up last night. What had she seen? Had she seen his embarrassing collection of her name? He still wasn't sure of his feelings. He didn't understand romantic love, and what it meant. He just knew he liked writing her name. He just knew he liked thinking about her. He just knew that living with her this past week was something he could get used to. Was that love? He wanted to sort things out himself before even thinking of letting her know. He knew about her past feelings, and though she never showed any sign of fangirling, or more love to him than Naruto, maybe she was hiding it? Why confuse her more? He sighed into his tea, and decided to put the box away in his closet after eating.

Sakura collapsed on the chair in Sho's office, her colleague at the hospital, and the main doctor of the patient in surgery. They had spent 4 hours straight attempting to heal intense lacerations and organ damage to a young shinobi that had come back from a mission this morning. Sho soon followed her and also slumped in his office chair. "Well that was a tough morning. Thanks for coming in today, I know you are supposed to be on break, or being a home stay medic, but we needed more chakra and skill for those kinds of injuries."

Sakura smiled weakly, but genuinely, "It is always a pleasure to help Sho. I probably should get back to my patient to attend to his wounds."

Sho looked at her intently, "Are you… and Uchiha-san dating?"

Slightly flustered, she replied, "Oh… no, we're team mates first. I am not really sure about if he is capable of that sort of thing." She suddenly remembered the papers with her name and blushed, but tried not to think about it, as it confused her.

"Well, that is good news for me. Would you like to go to dinner tomorrow evening? I finally have a night off."

If it was possible for her to get even more flustered, she did. "Oh Sho, that is very sweet of you to ask, um, sure." Sho was always so kind and funny, warm and sweet. There shouldn't be any reason why not, she was on break wasn't she? She was a young attractive female wasn't she? They made more small talk before she finally headed back to the manors where a raven haired man awaited her return.

He paced back and forth in the living room, slowly, as it still was a slight strain, but he was annoyed as she still wasn't home and it was almost dinner time. Finally the door opened and she staggered over to the couch looking exhausted. He sat down beside her and shot out, "What took so long?" he asked, unable to mask the agitation in his voice. She didn't register his tone and replied "It was a pretty intense surgery. Sorry for making you wait Sasuke-kun. Do your bandages need changing?".

"Tch, I did them myself today, I'm getting better, but you were supposed to be on a break, look at you, you barely made it home without collapsing." She looked up at his face, surprised by his unusually wordy response, and his open worrying about her. He seemed to realize what he had said, and coughed awkwardly and looked away, "Just… I need you still for chakra healing. Don't use it all up.."

Understanding his way of worrying about her, she beamed at him. "Ok Sasuke-kun, I will rest so I have the ability to heal you properly." Her smile was so radiant he swore that was why his face felt like it was burning. "Hn" he grunted with his arms crossed, trying not to let it show that she affected him like this. She was so tired and even if it wasn't romance or love, she was sure he cared for her as a friend, so she closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder. He stiffened, but slowly relaxed and let his head rest atop of hers. They sat there in comfortable silence, until they both fell into a deep sleep.