Hey! Another one in the same week! I'm psyched. But I haven't gotten any reviews past my original two! What's the matter with you people! Anyways, on to the story...

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Maruha sat up. The room around her was white and clean. Too clean. Maruha thought back to her own messy room. Who ever took care of this place must have nothing better to do with their time than clean. Maruha swung her legs out of bed, stood up, then promptly collapsed. In the other room, two nurses heard a rather loud thud. One of them, the younger of the two rushed to the door. The older one lay a hand on her arm.

"She's a ninja," the older nurse explained.

"Right," the younger nurse said with a nod. "They're not smart enough to stay in bed." The two nurses took a leisurly walk down to Maruha's room, found her sprawled on the floor grumbling about blood loss being such a bore, then promptly swung her into bed.

"Sstay put or you'll die," the older nurse said. As they walked out of the room, the older nurse said, "If that dosn't work, nothing will." Maruha folded her arms. She had yet to decide whether the nurse was being practical or lazy. She grimaced and leaned back. The bandage across her eye itched slightly, but Maruha ignored it. She touched the bandages on her stomach lightly, then winced. She began to touch it again when a voice from the window said,

"Don't touch it if it hurts, for crying out loud." Maruha glanced up to see Sasuke.

"Don't you people ever use doors?" Sasuke shrugged.

"Did Kakashi ever formally thank you for the book?" Maruha went slightly pink.

"Yes. He said-"

"That's not what I meant." Maruha sucked in breath and started to speak. "No. Him chasing you for stealing his sweeties doesn't count." Sasuke paused. "How old are you anyways?" He cocked his head to the side. Maruha shrugged.

"Older than you, Emo-Man."

"You may be older, but I'm wiser, Disabled Cripple."

"If you're so much wiser, how come you can't iron your shirt collar properly, Stiff Neck?"

"I don't need to iron it, Oh Stealer of Books." Both sets of eyes in the room flamed as the two began their heated arguement. Sakura happened to open the door just as Maruha said:

"Well, at least I don't wear eyeliner, Short Pants."

"Yeah? Well-" Sakura screeched.

"Maruha! Be nice to Sasuke-kun! His brother killed his family!" Both the redhead and the bluehead sagged.

"Geez, Sakura. That was harsh," Maruha said. Sasuke's eyebrow twitched. The background behind him erupted into flame as he loomed over Sakura.

"Stop being a sadist, Sakura!" Sakura smiled.

'Yes!' Inner Sakura roared. 'He noticed me! Chaaaa!' Sakura smiled. Naruto jumped in through the window.

"Did I miss the arguement?" he asked. Sasuke nodded. Naruto shrugged. He jumped next to Maruha's bed and whipped out a bunch of flowers.

"Ta-da! Flowers for the cripple," he proclaimed. One of the flowers drooped and fell out of the paper. A huge caterpillar poked its head out of the bunch and growled at Naruto. Naruto's ears rocked back. The caterpillar dove back into the flowers. Naruto's mouth stretched out into a frown. He summoned a vase then plunked the flowers into it.

"You might be able to train the caterpillar," he said with a smile. Maruha smiled back.

"Thanks guys. I feel better all ready." Naruto stuck his thumb up.

"Excellent! Let's go!" He pulled Maruha out of bed on to her feet. She stood teetering for a moment, then fell over.

In the room below, the younger nurse looked up.

"Ninja has friends over," the older nurse said.

Maruha glowered up at Naruto from the floor.

"Ouch," she said. Naruto rubbed the back of his head.

"So I guess you're not that much better..." From above her, where she couldn't see, strong arms lifted Maruha off the ground and set het back on the bed. Maruha looked up the lengths of the arms to see Kakashi.

"Well, see ya later!" Naruto said as he, Sakura, and Sasuke waved from the doorway. The closed the door behind themselves, but Maruha could still hear the sounds of giggling as they went down the hallway. Maruha's eyes narrowed. Kakashi leaned over the bed to look directly at Maruha. He leaned in close. Maruha felt her face grow very, very warm. Kakashi stuck out his hand.

"Book," he said. "Now. Or I'll give you something to complain about." Maruha quickly riffled under her covers and pulled out Kakashi's book. She handed it to him with a quiet, 'Sorry,' then lowered her head and looked to the side. Kakashi straightened up, opened the book, then started to climb out the window.

"You know," Maruha began. Kakashi paused. "I always thought that the book would be thoroughly perverted, from the title. But it wasn't that bad. Naruto was named after a strong character." Kakashi nodded, then leapt out the window. Maruha opened her hand to see the little note Kakashi had left in it. She unfolded it carefully and peered inside at the writing. In a carefully thought out hand writing of the well-read, the note read, 'Get Well Fast, OK?'