Dark-wolfling: Aloha! I present to you all chapter three!
Disclaimer: I don't own.
Summary: Sakura studied to be a heart surgeon. She has just started her training in Tokyo's biggest and busiest hospital. Syaoran is her mentor with an insolent attitude towards girls. Can Sakura cope with the extra work and all the strenuous activities in the everyday-bustling hospital? How will she cope with him? Is she going to give up?
Extras: Sakura's father is one of the richest men in Tokyo. But of course, having an older brother, the company was handed down to her brother, Touya. Sakura still can live off with the money her father is going to leave her. But, she chooses to have a career. A heart surgeon career, that is!
Surgical Heart
Chapter 3: Misfit
"Aww… crap." Sakura cursed as she stared at her alarm clock. "I'm late again!"
Sakura was up five minutes before seven, the reporting time for work. "No! Not again!"
Grabbing everything she needed, she made a mad dash out of her house and to her car. Dumping everything on the passenger's seat, Sakura scurried to the driver's side and got in.
Immediately, she stepped hard on the accelerator and zoomed out of her huge house and down the streets of Tokyo.
"What are you doing here, Li-san?" Kato, the nurse asked. Apparently, Syaoran was standing outside the office building. He seemed to be waiting for someone.
"Waiting…" Syaoran answered tersely.
"Do you want me to wait with you?" Kato asked.
"No thanks just go ahead." Syaoran said indifferently.
"Ok." Kato stole one last glance at Syaoran before heading in.
"Oh no, I'm going to be even later than yesterday," Sakura said as she sped into the hospital's parking lots for staff.
Again, there was only one last lot left and it was yet again, beside Syaoran's car.
"Am I cursed or what?"
Syaoran smiled, seeing the familiar Ferrari Modena race in. "It's about time," he mused. She had arrived slightly earlier than before but was still late. Syaoran would usually be fed up with students who came in late. But for Sakura… he seemed to be making an exception. He couldn't really blame her for yesterday's tardiness; he was caught in a small traffic jam too. For today, he couldn't blame her again because he made her stay up to twelve midnight filing data and completing reports. And it was her first day! He laughed evilly to himself. By God, was he evil!
"You're late again." Syaoran said, making Sakura spin around in defence.
Sakura growled. "What do you want Li?"
Syaoran pretended to think for awhile. "I don't know," he shrugged. "Maybe a little respect and for you to be earlier?" he added with a sly smile playing on his lips.
"I tried, ok! I don't live with my brother anymore! He used to wake me up… by his evil ways." Sakura glared at that thought.
"Oh yes… you'll be receiving your first patient today."
"Wasn't I supposed to receive one yesterday?" Sakura asked suspiciously.
Syaoran laughed. "For you? A patient on your first day? You wish!"
Sakura ignored him and made her way to the front. "You're implacable, you know that! I am capable of handling a patient."
"Stop being an imbecile." Syaoran said impassively. The nerve of the girl to call me implacable! "You're just being difficult."
"Me?" Sakura spat bitterly. "Are you sure it's not you who is being difficult? Think about it Li. Think about it."
Syaoran glanced at the retreating girl's back and wondered if he was too harsh.
"I must have been…"
"Sakura-chan, how are you?" Naoko asked cheerfully as Sakura stepped into the building.
"Fine, Li says I'm getting my patient today."
Naoko kept quiet.
"Who is he?" Sakura asked.
"It's a she, Sakura-chan. Her name is Meilin." Naoko answered.
Sakura smiled. "Thank you Naoko."
"Your welcome!"
"Doctor Li…" a Nurse May said flirtatiously.
"Stop it," Syaoran said, pushing Nurse May aside. He walked to his desk and settled down. He looked towards Sakura's desk only to find it untouched.
"Doctor Li… Are you free tonight?" May tried again.
"No," Syaoran answered.
"Are you sure?" May looked affronted.
"Positive. Now if you don't mind, I'm busy."
May headed towards the door sulkily. She passed Sakura's desk when Sakura had just entered.
"May-chan!" Sakura smiled, trying to be friendly. May said nothing; she just glared at Sakura loathingly and pushed her way through. Sakura tried to remain jovial but to no success. She didn't even notice Syaoran in the room. "Fancy me trying to suck up to the other nurses around here," Sakura muttered incoherently under her breath.
Syaoran was about to make his presence known when Sakura's cell phone rang. Sakura looked at the screen before answering the call. "Moshi-moshi, Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura asked.
"Sakura! I haven't seen you in a long time!" Tomoyo screamed making Sakura remove the receiver from her ear for the meantime. Even Syaoran heard Tomoyo's extremely high and sharp voice.
Sakura laughed. "You were at my place yesterday morning, remember?"
"Yea… but you were half-asleep. Now, that doesn't count, does it? Sakura-Chan's more dead than alive when she's sleeping." Tomoyo said.
"Hey Tomoyo!" Sakura pretended to be offended. "How are you, anyway? The wedding plans and all?"
"It's all going smoothly! Sakura, you must help me choose my dress!" Tomoyo said ecstatically.
"I will, Tomoyo, call me when you're going to get your dress."
"Of course I will Sakura! I want you to be everywhere I go but your work doesn't permit it, does it?"
"Yea… you're right. I'm really busy."
"I tried calling you yesterday at around ten at night, but you didn't answer your home or your cell phone." Tomoyo sounded disappointed.
"Oh yea… I was still working then. I switched off my cell to avoid distractions," Sakura explained.
"But it was so late! Are you sure Li-kun is not pushing you too hard?" Tomoyo asked concernedly.
"Yes, he is. In fact, he is a slave driver!" Sakura said. Syaoran knew at once that she was talking about him.
"I knew it! I'll go and complain to Eriol about it and make him do something!" Tomoyo said.
"It's alright Tomoyo-chan. No need to trouble Eriol." Sakura assured. Syaoran raised an eyebrow. Getting Eriol to help? That was hardly any help!
"Anyway… I guess it's not totally Li's fault. I'm difficult too, remember?"
"Sakura… you're not." Tomoyo seemed confident. "Oh yea… maybe you are sometimes." She added jokingly. Sakura giggled along with Tomoyo.
"Anyway… I came here to be a heart surgeon and I'm going to be a great one, right?"
"Definitely Sakura-chan! For your mother, right?"
Sakura nodded sadly. "Yes… for my mother."
Syaoran seemed overly-curious with that statement. Sakura became a heart surgeon because of her mother? What did her mother do? Force her to become one? Syaoran pondered over the facts as Sakura bid goodbye to Tomoyo and turn off her cell phone to concentrate on… work.
"Damn him…" Sakura continued muttering under her breath. "He's nuts to give me so much reports to do."
Syaoran smiled mischievously. So she thinks that he is pushing her. Well… he probably was. By giving her millions of reports to do on her first day instead of getting a patient to take care of was far beyond crazy.
It was not that Syaoran didn't trust her. He somehow felt that she would be a great surgeon, maybe better than he was. But… he wanted to take her learning process slowly and more properly. That way, she'll learn more and it would help greatly in her future.
All the teasing and remarks about being a rich man's daughter was to taste her determination and strength. Well… partly. He enjoyed making fun and angering Sakura. But… he didn't know why.
Syaoran was so deep in thought that he didn't notice that Yuma Shingwa, another nurse, had stepped into the office.
Yuma had a menacing look on her face. She was glaring daggers at Sakura's back as she confronted her prey unnoticed. In her hand, was a Styrofoam cup filled with a dark brown liquid. Her hands clenched and unclenched, trying not to rip the Styrofoam cup apart.
"Kinomoto," Yuma spat when she stood right behind Sakura's desk.
"Yes?" Sakura said, whipping around on the chair with wheels.
Yuma just smirked evilly and dumped the cup's contents on Sakura blouse. The hot liquid flowed down easily and made contact with Sakura's skin.
Unable to bear the heat, Sakura let out a small scream.
So what would happen? Syaoran didn't notice Yuma entering. And Yuma didn't notice Syaoran behind his desk. And Sakura is… probably going to suffer scalds.
So this is the end of this chapter. I'm probably aiming for ten chapters or so for this story. Probably more, probably less, my predictions are almost never accurate.