Disclaimer: The Naruto characters and the setting of this story are not mine. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I am merely writing just for fun!

Before reading: Please be easy on me in the comments, I have been reading fanfics since 2010 but never dared to upload a story until now. English is not my first language, so I will have grammatical errors. I am also such an emotional bitch, so I'll probably cry if you comment something very rude!

WARNING: Rated MA; Also, not your typical Sakura. She's a little OC.

Chapter I

[This story occurs after Sasuke leaves for his self-redemption journey.]

His rough hands moved slowly up from Sakura's waist to the curve of her breasts. He allowed the tip of his thumbs just the barest of contact with her tender buds. She softly moaned into the curve of his neck; her body feeling very hot against his. He then passionately moved his hands to hold the sides of her head, so his lips could graze over Sakura's soft skin, trailing down from her earlobe to her neck. She shivered.

"Oh Sasuke-kun," Sakura whispered to him. She could feel his right hand moving down her body to her feminine core. His fingers almost touching her nether lips. She whimpered while feeling herself getting even hotter.

Sakura tried pulling back a little, so she could look at his face. But before she could, the black-haired man disappeared, and she heard the obnoxious sound of her alarm clock going off from her phone.

Sakura instantly woke up and groaned.

"Ugh, not again!" She turned off her alarm and grabbed one of her soft, puffy pillows. She screamed into it—forgetting that it was five in the morning and the neighbors could probably hear her.

It happened again. She had another hot and steamy dream about Sasuke. It always left her so bothered and disturbed.

Ever since Sasuke left for his redemption journey, Sakura had started having these sex dreams. She had never had sex before, but she would hear stories from her friends, namely Ino, about their intimate moments with their soulmates. At first, it was rather awkward and uncomfortable to listen. However, Sakura started to feel different. Curiously, she started to read Icha Icha. Although she would feel flustered for such detailed sex scenes, Sakura began to feel interested in sex.

At night, during times that she would stay up thinking of Sasuke, she would lay in her bed, slide her fingers inside her shorts, and touch herself.

She wanted to experience intimacy with Sasuke. She wanted his hands to be the ones touching her at night, instead of her own. His fingers slipping between her wet, hot folds, stroking her sensitive nub, and giving her excruciating pleasure. She tried not to feel like a cat in heat, constantly thinking of him; however, she could not stop her mind from picturing Sasuke. His handsome face, his piercing eyes, and his strong, muscular body that she craved to touch with her hands and tongue. She even visioned him activating his Sharingan, so he could record every moment he had with her. Asking her to tell him that she was his and only his.

Although she wanted him badly, she knew it was just in her dreams. She didn't even know Sasuke's feelings for her. Sure, he did smile at her, poked her forehead, and promised that he'll see her again; but what if that was just as a friend, or worse, like a sister?

— —

As time passed by, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years, Sakura started to lose even more hope that she could ever be with Sasuke. He had left for his redemption journey when she was 18, and now she had just turned 20.

Sasuke didn't even write to her. She would send long letters to him, asking him about his journey, his health, and told him everything that was happening in the village with the hospital and their friends. But Sasuke would never reply. She assumed he was super busy, but knew in the back of her head that she was fooling herself.

"That bastard didn't even congratulate me for getting married in his recent letter," Naruto said as he slurped his ramen. Sakura, Sai, and Naruto were having their usual Team 7 weekly dinners at Icharaku.

Sasuke replies to Naruto's letters. Sakura could not believe it. Here she was sending him letters and that jerk wouldn't even reply to her. She tried to act indifferent, but everyone saw through her lie. Even Sai would notice, and he would call her Ugly to get her mad and try to redirect her thoughts.

Maybe it was time to let go. But Sakura couldn't find the courage to do so. A tear rolled down her cheek.

— -

Arriving at 6 a.m. at Konoha's hospital, Sakura hurried to her office. She had just pulled on her white, doctor's coat when she heard a greeting behind her. She turned around and smiled at the individual holding out a coffee mug towards her. "Sup Forehead!" It was Ino, her long golden hair tied in a high ponytail and her makeup looking flawless as always. Ino decided to do full-on makeup today aside from her regular light makeup. Sakura didn't know how Ino could always look so perfect and could have time to do her makeup.

"Morning, Ino-pig," Sakura smiled at her friend/ex-rival as she reached out to grab the white coffee mug from Ino.

Sakura blew on the coffee and took a small sip as she glanced at her watch. 7:00.

"It's time!" She stood up and trailed after Ino.

They walked to the nurse desk to retrieve their patients' files.

"Okay, some new patients just arrived. It seems that some Anbu got hurt during their mission. They are in the emergency room." Ino mentioned as she read the files.

They took another large sip of their coffee and left it in the counter for later.

"Well, let's go Ino."

They hurried to the emergency room. When they opened the doors to the emergency room, there was a lively presence of nurses and residents moving from one patient to another, carrying bandages and other medical equipment.

Sakura grabbed a clipboard from Ino and went to go find her first patient. She found him sitting on one of the hospital beds, disobeying a brunette nurse asking him to lay down.

"Sir. You must lay down. We don't know the full extent of your injuries." The soft-spoken nurse insisted as she grabbed his shoulder failing to get him to lay down.

"Ahem." Sakura cleared her throat.

"Good morning. My name is Sakura Haruno, and I will be your doctor for today." Sakura left the clipboard aside and pulled the blue curtains behind her for privacy and to help her tune out the fuss around them.

"Please try not to anger my nurses. We are here to help you." Sakura put on some medical gloves and spoked with her eyes to the nurse that she had it from here. The nurse gave a bow to Sakura and left.

"Sakura? As in the Sakura, the Sage's apprentice that helped stopped the war?" The man before her exclaimed as she pulled him down to the bed with her strength but also trying not to hurt him.

"Yeah, I'm the one. Now, Mr. Ayikama, please let me check you for any internal body wounds." Sakura's hands started to glow green as she moved her hands on his chest and moved them towards his stomach.

"Haru." He said as he looked at her. Haru wanted her to check every inch of his body, preferably while both of them were naked. He had to blink away the erotic image that flashed through his brain at that thought—her limbs entangled with him, his body plunging into hers. "Call me Haru." He clarified.

Haru winced.

"Okay, Haru. Your injuries don't seem to be too severe. I was able to heal the few cuts you had and you did have a few broken ribs, which will take a few days in the hospital to heal properly. I will still need to get a CT scan to be sure you didn't get any brain damage. I'll get a nurse to take you."

Her gaze narrowed as she saw him checking her up and down a couple of times.

"Thank you, Doc. How about coming out to dinner with me? You know, as a thank you for such a beautiful lady for saving my life."

Sakura's eyes widen a fraction. "Dinner? You are also over-exaggerating by the way."

"Well think about it Sakura-chan. I will be here for a while, so you might as well think about it before I leave the hospital. What do you say?"

"Sakura-san you paged?" A nurse interrupted before she could answer.

"Ah, yes. Please take Ayikama Haru to get a CT scan and page me when you get the results." She said as she walked farther from them.

"Yes, Sakura-san." The nurse replied.

—-

"Hmm. Why is your face red, Forehead?" Ino smirked as she handed a nurse her patient file.

"pff. You must be seeing things, pig." Sakura scoffed as she tried to hide her face from Ino.

"Was it because of that patient of yours? He was cute wasn't he? Where is he again?"

Ino looked around until she spotted a handsome Jonin looking their way.

"Damn he's fine. He looks like a bloody pulp but he is still good looking."

"You're crazy." Sakura looked back at her patient but looked away when she saw him look her way and winked. She felt her ears getting hot.

"Hey, he's cute, interested and a Jonin, why are you being so defensive," Ino asked as she read her second patient's file.

"Ino, you know I am not looking for anyone right now."

"Right because of that asshole who hasn't contacted you in what—2 years?"

"Ino" Sakura said as she turned to face Ino, who was writing down some notes on her clipboard.

"I think you should give it a try."

"He's my patient."

"So? He won't be later."

"Shut up, pig."

Ino sighed and started walking away to her next patient. "What? You got to live a little, Sakura. You deserve to be happy."

Sakura stayed still for a second, reflecting on what Ino just told her. She did deserve to be happy, but could she be happy with someone else other than Sasuke?

She grabbed another pair of medical gloves and walked to her next patient, deciding she would just concentrate on her job for now.

Thank you for reading my first fanfic! I am super nervous to read your comments, but I hope there will be some! The first chapter might be a little boring but don't worry. I'm planning to write many smutty, romantic, dramatic, and sad chapters lol