BP: OHMEHGEE!! SHE'S UPDATING!!

I know, it's amazing huh? I've been needing to update this story for a bit of time though so I don't mind. Seriously. This story was collecting COBWEBS! T.T I'm sorry story…it's just a bit complicated you know? -pets story- But Ibiki is up next so don't you worry!

Sakura: Deidara, Itachi, Kakashi, Shikamaru, Neji, Gaara, Naruto, Kiba, Shino (heart), Sasori, Asuma, Inoichi

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!!! WAAAH!

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Concentrated Sweetener

It wasn't him. It was her.

Ibiki had never been tempted by the pleasures of the flesh, even when he was young. He had grown to be the perfect ninja for interrogation, and he had never given into an enemy. No matter how many times he had been burned, cut, tortured till he wished for death, he had never given in.

Except for now.

He knew it was wrong. She was so much younger then he was. She was so innocent to the world around her, and it seemed no matter what happened she would always maintain that innocence that drove him crazy. That innocence that gave her strength.

The love of her life had left her…and she grew stronger. All her friends abandoned her to gain their own power…yet she persevered and grew stronger. She became a rival for her own teacher…the very Hokage that protected this village…in all her fields. She knew grief, she found strength, she learned tenderness and protection. She could heal with more then just her chakra…

And he was drawn to that.

"Stay still, Ibiki! You're twitching again and its making it harder to heal your wounds. Do you want to end up with another scar?"

Perhaps it was a miracle that the same angel he dreamed of was taking care of his wounds at this very moment. Or maybe he was just a very lucky man.

"They're not that serious, Sakura. You're being over dramatic. We're not on the battle field, we're in a hospital, so stop being so worried." The gruffness in his voice never wavered as he lowered his eyes, leaving them opened enough so he could watch the pink haired woman at work.

"Well, forgive me for thinking that being stabbed though the chest twenty-five times is a major wound! They only managed to scratch a few of the tissues around your heart. I'm sure you don't need me here to help you live."

Ibiki chuckled. The pain shooting through his chest was easy enough to ignore when compared to the pain in his heart. If only Sakura knew how wrong she was when she made that statement to him.

"I take it you'll be working with me at the Interrogation Center this weekend again?" Innocent enough. Tsunade usually sent her there for weekend training so she could learn how to managed serious wounds without wasting chakra that was being used unnecessarily.

"Shut up, Ibiki. I'm working." Her own reply was gruff as her hands continued to pump chakra through his chest in order to mend his damaged tissue.

"That's exactly what I want to know. Will you be working?"

"Yes, Ibiki. Now shut up."

The large man chuckled once more, finding that teasing the young angel was quite entertaining. "Calm down, Sakura. You know we can't work to out best efficiency if one of the best medics, if not the best, is there to help clean up our messes."

"Will you stop chuckling! You're making yourself bleed more! Arg! Why do I put up with this." Sakrua hissed as she felt more chakra build in her hands. Completely ignore his flattering words, she continued to try and heal him despite his distracting words.

"Because you know you'd be too worried to do anything right if you knew someone else were tending to my wounds." This was said in all seriousness, for Ibiki knew it was true. Sakura knew that if it were any other nurse he'd have pushed their buttons so far they'd have broke down and he would have left, bleeding all over the place or not.

"Shut up, I'm working."

"You're the only one besides Tsunade who isn't effected when I test you, you know."

"Yes Ibiki, I know." Sakura huffed as she stood up straight, wiping her hand on a nearby towel. "There, you're done. I'd tell you to rest but you never listen to me, and Tsunade won't do a damn thing about it." Another huff before she reached the bottom of his bed to grab his chart. "And just so you know, I'll be working at the Interrogation Center for the rest of the week. Lucky me."

Ibiki had already began putting his clothes on, not caring that Sakura was still in the room. "I think I should be the one to count myself lucky."

"Shut up Ibiki."

"Tsk tsk, Sakura. I'm not being fixed up anymore, I believe I have freedom to talk now." The older man was starting to believe he'd never chuckled so much in his life. "And may I congratulate you on a job well done?"

"Yes, you way." Sakura didn't even bother looking up at him as she signed his release forms and handed them to the man.

Slipping on his headband he grabbed the papers and nodded toward the pinkette. "How does dinner sound?"

Sakura's eyes twinkled slightly, mischief hidden behind their glowing green orbs. "As long as it's on you, then it sounds just fine to me."

"Tsk, Sakura. Do you accept all you patients offers to dinner?" The pair walked toward the door, Sakura ushering him out so she could straighten up and grab her medical supplies.

"No." She said, getting ready to close the door. "Only the cute ones." And with that she shut the door, but not after seeing something she'd probably never see again in her life. A very shocked, very surprised, Ibiki.

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BP: That wasn't as hard as I thought it would be! But I may have strayed a bit from the beginning…sorry about that! Hope you like it though!