Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or anything related to it!

A/N: I just really wanted to write this. It came to me out of nowhere, so I hope you like it. I needed something to help clear my writersblock. FUTURE YAOI ALERT. Stay away if you no likey. Review!

"—Uzumaki! You are needed in emergency room 2, stat! Code blue. Mr. Uzumaki—!" The urgent voice of the receptionist at the front desk rang through the hospital. "

Naruto Uzumaki, resident under supervision, looked up from the instant Ramen he was currently enjoying, alone. With noodles hanging out of his mouth, he frowned. Why would anyone need him for a code blue? The blaring voice grew more frantic and he jumped from his table, spilling the cup and all its contents. "Fuck!" He started to clean it up but the paging continued—forcing him to leave the break room and fly down the hall. As he ran, his mind fell behind him, so there was no way he was in the least bit mentally ready for what he had been called for.

As Naruto finished down the flight of stairs that led to the hospitals emergency floor, reality was fast to crash down on him. Of course, he heard hell before he saw it. Opening the door, he saw something he would probably never forget. People everywhere—on stretchers and being carried in shaking arms— bloodied and literally dying. The floor was way past its capacity levels. Shouts and demands were being thrown wall to wall, screams and panicked wails from the uninjured who had managed to sneak in. The injured loitered around, some able to move were helping the less fortunate, some staring off into nothing as they sat on the floor. Fights were even raging between those who could manage. Usual bright blue eyes had darkened into frantic and worried ones, taking in all that was surrounding him. Death. "Granny!" He called, frozen in his spot.

A very busty blonde with blood smeared over her left cheek and all across her jacket, looked up. Tsunade was trying to break up a fight between two of the patients. She scowled upon meeting his scared features, "Naruto!" She was in front of him instantly. She took hold of the front of his shirt, almost lifting him completely off the ground. "I understand you're still not completely licensed to practice, but we need you! You see that man—" She motioned to a man who was lying in a reddened stretcher. "—Do not let him die!" She shoved him toward the needy man.

He nodded quickly and hurried to start pushing the stretcher, "What the hell happened!" He yelled to anyone with an answer. He began maneuvering through the other stretchers and people.

"Huge car accident!"

"Highway 23, just outside Suna!"

These people were from Suna? It was bad enough for them to be rushed to Konoha? With his heart weighting down on him even more, Naruto rushed the man toward a room. Finally finding one— already occupied with two other moaning victims— he grabbed an IV and hooked it up to his first real patient. The man jerked away and the blonde panicked, did he do something wrong? "Shhh, you're in the hospital. I'm Naruto and... and..." Finally, he looked down at the man he was trying to save. His skin was pale contrasting sharply with the blood oozing from his right shoulder and right leg. His hair was as dark as midnight with a blue ting, flattened by wet blood. But even in this battered state, the blonde knew this was a gorgeous man. "And... I'm going to save your life!" The raven seemed to relax at that.

The resident quickly fastened the rest of the necessary equipment to the man before examining his wounds. The cut on his thigh wasn't deep but his shin was fractured, although it wasn't bad. The one on his shoulder was deep and still had glass lodged in it, that would be the first thing to take care of. After propping the stretcher up against the bed, Naruto dawned his gloves and mask, took a deep breath, and set to work removing the glass.

No. That wasn't glass. Holding a piece in front of his widened eyes he saw what it was— silver. His shoulder was filled with silver! With his earlier confidence fading, the blonde spun around to yell at the other doctors sharing the room, "Please! Someone get—get Sakura in here!" This was too big of a task for him. This man was broken, bleeding, poisoned, beautiful— he wasn't certified for this. "Please!"

"Naruto!" Serious jade eyes looked up from his patient. Gaara was gritting his teeth, his gaze heated, "It's up to you. Sakura, Shizune, and Tsunade are all taking care of way more people than us! You want to be a doctor? You can do this! Save his life." Then he turned away from his closest friend, letting his harsh but true words sink in.

For three seconds, the resident was frozen. Then he turned back to the dying raven and set back to work. Gaara was right. There wasn't going to be anyone to save him this time, he had to do it. Gently picking out each piece of silver, Naruto couldn't help but wonder what kind of car he had been in. From the looks of it, it was really pure silver sunken deep within this poor man.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but finally, Naruto had managed to remove every ounce of silver. Rummaging through the drawers next to bed, he produced the proper items to clean the wound and proceeded to do so. Finishing that, the blonde paused. Did he have to sew it up now? He had always been bad at stitching, too tedious of a task for him. Should he attend to the leg first? "Oh, God!" He yelled and decided to sew up the shoulder first.

All the time this was going on, he could still hear people who weren't getting the right attention. Their cries for help and whining voices rang straight to the blondes heart, almost pushing him to tears. Over their calls, he could make out Tsunade's booming voice and at a lighter degree Shizune's, both barking out order while juggling several lives no doubt. People were running past the door to his room, some randoms stopped to peek in and see what was going on. Naruto wanted to scream at every nosy person who shouldn't be poking around at a time like this. But he had to focus on his task.

Two hours later, the resident was done with the stitching. He sighed and wiped his face. Then, not missing a beat, he moved to handle the leg. However, he noticed the cut was on the inside of the mans thigh. Cursing in his mind, the blonde reached up to unbutton the pants and slid them down. As soon as his hand brushed the button, a pale hand rose up and snatched his wrist. Blue eyes flew up only to be met with pools of black—

No! Red. The mans eyes were flaming red, and he glared down at Naruto, anger evident. He reached up to his face and snatched off the gas mask. His teeth snapped together, sharp and deadly. "Get off me." His words were icy and pierced right to Naruto's core.

Despite that, the blonde spoke, "B-but, sir! You're seriously injured. Y-you can't move right—"

"Watch me!" The raven snapped and removed all the wires from his body, preparing to move from the stretcher. The blonde pressed his hands to the mans chest, trying to get him to lay back down. But the man again grabbed onto Naruto's wrist, easily prying it away and pushing the blonde hard enough to make him fall to the ground.

"Shit!" Naruto gasped when he fell. He looked up at the man as he moved to stand. Stand! Blue eyes moved from the threatening face and down to his right leg. Completely healed. "Your shin! It should have a f-frac..." He found that he was unable to finish his sentence.

"Fr-fr-fracture. My leg should have a fracture, idiot." The raven mocked him, his face churning into a smirk. Naruto whipped his head over to Gaara and Temari, who were also seeing this man get off his stretcher perfectly fine. The blonde scrambled to his feet, fists clenched.

"I don't care if you miraculously healed! You still need to rest." Naruto said in his most controlled voice. How dare this bastard try to leave— in the middle of recovering! Over his dead body! "Get your ass back on that stretcher!" He demanded.

"Make me." Came the smug response. The resident could see the sharp teeth leering at him through the ravens grin, his red eyes holding amusement. That was it! Naruto charged.

Down the hall, a similar looking raven managed to make his way from his doctors grasps. "Sir, please come back!"

"I assure you, I am fine. Thank you." Itachi waved back at the very confused woman, making his way down the hall, sniffing deeply. At first, all he smelt was blood and paralyzing fear flooding through the hospital, then he caught whiff of the foolish man he was looking for. He started to sprint down the corridors, only to have to stop to growl at the members who were engaged in fights. They whined deep in their throats and moved away from their opponents then rushed from the hospital, startling the nurses and doctors. Itachi started to run again.

Skidding to a halt in the doorway, "Sasuke!" His voice could only be described as a furious growl and his eyes sprung to a red color at the scene he saw. His younger brother was pinning a blonde haired doctor to the bed, his hands around his tan neck, canines perfectly visible. A redheaded doctor was fighting against his back, trying to get him to let go. Unacceptable. "We need to leave, now!" Another growl ripped itself from Itachi's usually calm voice.

Slowly, very slowly, Sasuke released his hold— throwing a glare at the redhead. "I wasn't going to kill him." Naruto sat up and coughed, with a glare of his own. "Hn."

"B-bastard." The blonde croaked at the ravens—Sasuke's— retreating figure.

With one more smirk over his shoulder, Sasuke and Itachi vanished from the doorway. Gaara rushed back to his now stable patient and Naruto caught his breath.

The blonde then shook his head, clearing his head and ran into the hallway, yelling that he was ready to take another patient. But he couldn't help but notice, the amount of patients had been cut clean in half.

-Line Break-

"You shouldn't have done that. Not only could he know, but it seems he could be—"

"An idiot like that? It's not him and he knows nothing."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Anyway, ask him to help us."

"What? Why do I have to do it?"

"Because you tried to kill him, now have a special kind of bond." Itachi grinned.

"Hn." Came Sasuke's reply. He would ask the dobe, and he would ensure an agreement.

A/N: So... That's that. I don't really know if I want to continue this, but I wanted to make Naruto a doctor and Sasuke supernatural again and I did. If I do continue this though, I will not be abandoning my other stories! So, review.