BP: Yay! I got around to updating my Cooking ficcy! One person sent in a LOT of couples, so I'll be busy mixing up several different recipes for a little bit. YonSaku was the most wanted on the list, so it's coming at you first!

The Angel of Sincerity: Thank you muchly!

Partyrockstar100: I'm glad you think it was!

Kyuubi Seitenshi: Wowsers what a list! But you have no idea who glad I am for it! People will comment, but they just won't tell me what they want! So for you, here is the YonSaku, then probably a KibaSaku (since I already have a plot), then KabuSaku, etc. on down the line!

Disclaimer: Come on…do you think I would be writing this stuff? NO! I'd be MAKING it HAPPEN!

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Let The Dish Age Slightly

This…this wasn't suppose to happen. This was messing with nature. This…was a very naked Yondaime in front of a very embarrassed, very red, Sakura Haruno. Plus, from the looks of it he was too shocked to realize the way he was sitting was giving the pink haired girl more then a view of what she needed…er…wanted to see. Needless to say this was a situation both Tsunade and Sakura knew they should treat with utter care.

"AHH!" Yup, utter care. Sakura's scream made the blonde haired man jump slightly. Not that he was afraid…just…how loud can you get? "PERVERT!" She somehow managed to get her shoe off without notice and fling it at the Yondaime's head. Despite the fact that he was once the greatest Hokage, he took the blow full force and found himself thrown on to his back.

A sound between a chuckle and a laugh came from Tsunade's general direction. Why was she trying not to laugh so loud? Maybe it was because of the fact that such a great and powerful man, the man that sealed the Kyuubi into the body of a child and sacrificed his life for the village, was taken down by an eighteen year old girls shoe.

"See, Sakura? I told you I was working on a great project! It was found out that when Orochimaru tried to bring the Yondaime back so many years ago, his soul was sort of trapped in limbo! So in order to save it I have been rebuilding his body to its former glory. This, as a medic, is my master piece." She took a few steps closer to them so she could be in Sakura's range of sight as the young girl tried not to look down. " Sakura Haruno, may I personally introduce to you! The Yondaime Hokage!" The older woman held out her hands and waved them at the man before her as if she were showing off a wonderful prize.

Of course, if Sakura hadn't seen the whole thing to begin with, if it had just been Tsunade herself telling her about this…the younger girl would have sworn her Sensei was drunk to the ends of the earth. Mainly because when Tsunade got drunk she could spout off at the mouth about a lot of things. This though…this was crazy. Either she was dreaming or drunk was still an option though…okay, it wasn't. But she wished it was.

"L-lady Tsunade! What have you done?!" Sakura pointed an accusing finger at the confused and clearly upset Yondaime as he made to stand up next to her. "Ah!" Another crash. Another shoe flung.

"Sakura…you're having another Shizune moment." Tsunade sighed as she placed a hand against her hip in irritation. As if she didn't get enough yelling from Shizune, she was now going to get it from Sakura? Over her dead body! "Now, you're going to wreck all my hard work if you keep this up."

"Sorry, Lady Tsunade…" Sakura closed her eyes and bowed her head.

"How are you feeling, Yondaime?" Tsunade questioned as she helped the man to stand up on his own once again.

"Ah…I…I had forgotten…what pain had felt like." His voice was weak as he smiled slightly at his joke, trying to stand up on overly wobbly legs. "But…it feels…ah!" It seemed that his jello like legs couldn't support him much, and he found himself collapsing against Sakura. Yondaime closed his eyes as he felt both of them hit the floor. It was in this time that he realized two things.

One: He would have to train long and hard in order to get back to his old, if not better, physical condition.

Two: He was getting ready to die again.

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"That's it…you're doing good." Sakura cooed as though she were talking to a child. Of course she was doing it on purpose but only because at times the Yondaime refused to act like an adult. They were currently in an empty room for his physical therapy which was a joy within itself…not.

"I'm not a child…" Yondaime pouted as the muscles in his legs tensed from his jogging around the room.

"You're right, you're far to old to be considered young." Sakura teased as she watched him run around again. It was a daily routine that was mentally tiring, but a daily routine none the less.

"I'm not that old!" The man snapped as the muscles in his legs finally have way and he collapsed against the floor. The moment he started falling Sakura rushed as fast as she could to help lessen the impact.

"Yeah, you're only about what, a hundred?" She grunted as she helped him sit up against the wall, listening to his heart beat and checking his legs to make sure everything was okay.

"I thought you were suppose to be a genius?" Yondaime snapped again. Honestly, women! He so didn't feel like putting up with this today.

"Yea yea. Stand up." Ah, an order! Finally, they were getting somewhere. He did as he was told and Sakura took his hand gently, leading him across the room in a manner that she could keep an eye on the muscles moving under his skin. "Everything seems to be responding now. That's good! With as fast as you're recovering you'll be out of here in no time!"

"Should you expect any less from the Yondaime?" He let a cocky smirk paint its way across his face as Sakura rolled her eyes, knowing she'd learned something today.

Men were overly cocky.

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True to her word, the Yondaime was better in no time at all. No time being a week after their last conversation. Needless to say the blonde haired man was ecstatic and honestly couldn't wait to get out of the hospital and spend a day out in the fresh hair.

"Welp, that's it!" Sakura smiled, a slightly sad look shining in her eyes as she watched the Yondaime dust off imaginary specks from his old clothes. "Looks like I wouldn't be seeing you much anymore."

"I know, who's the lucky one here?" Cocky, as always. He wouldn't want to out right admit it but he had grown slightly attached to the woman before him. "Listen, Sakura…" He made as if he were walking to her and found his foot caught on one of the decorative cords from one of the machines that liked to make people trip. For what had to have been the one hundredth time he's done this, the man crashed into Sakura and sent them both tumbling down to the floor once again.

"…" Sakura blushed madly as she stared at the man just inches away from her face. Why…why hadn't he caught himself? He had the ability!

The Yondaime smiled as he brought his face as close as he could without their lips touching. "See…Sakura…I was wondering…"

Was he going to kiss her? 'Oh my God! This is just like those cheesy romance novels I like to read, isn't it? Where the patient would fall in love with their nurse, they'd do something crazy, kiss them, then they'd go back to her place and smex!' Sakura's face became cherry apple red at the thoughts that were racing through her head. Not that she'd mind of course! She'd seen his body, and no matter how old he was he could be the leader of her dreams any day! As long as he didn't ruin it.

"If you'd like to be my personal maid and healer! You know, for when I go on those tough missions and need a little TLC when I get back." Yup…he ruined it. Her mushy romance novel had just turned into one of Jiraiya's worthless books.

"Forget it!" Sakura grumbled as she marched away from the scene of the crime. What crime? A very bruised and banged up Yondaime nursing a black eye and a knotted up head. Today, the Yondaime had learned another new thing.

If you want to get the girl, never, and I mean ever, repeated anything your old perverted Sensei told you to say. Even if he said he got all the girls with them.

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T.T That…didn't come out very good at all. I ish so sorry for that! I am! I'm just not use to doing Yondaime stories so it may take a while for me to get in the groove with them. Plus I had no idea what to write XD. So just…review and stop looking at me!