Wow can you believe I'm updating again? In the past it's taken me years to do four or five chapters haha.. (whoops)
The song paired with this chapter is Mars by Mario.

Sakura often saw shinobi come into the hospital for injuries related to training, so when Sasuke walked in wincing and subtly struggling to breath, her only question was which shinobi had broken his ribs.

She checked him in at the front and brought him into an exam room to assess him. Sasuke moved just a bit slower than usual and she knew he was in a lot of pain. He appeared to move at a normal speed but to her trained eye, Sakura could tell he was sucking in his breaths and moving with a bit less finesse than an experienced shinobi commanded. She couldn't blame him, broken ribs hurt, and if she didn't heal them they could take a month of so to heal which made training and missions not possible. Sneezing and coughing were almost not possible with a broken rib.

"Sit down, remove your shirt, you know the drill. And who broke your rib this time?" She asked him with a single curious eyebrow arched before she started taking his vital signs.

Sasuke's face remained unchanged despite his pain, but he sat on the exam table, apparently not wanting to answer her question. Whatever, she would find out eventually. Despite being in a profession sworn to secrecy, shinobi loved to gossip and she enjoyed listening. Right when she realized he wasn't going to talk, Sakura started examining him as Sasuke looked towards the exam room door. Not a second later Sakura heard an unexpected but polite knock on the door through her stethoscope. Visitors for a relatively minor injury were uncommon so Sakura began to think it was another nurse on the other end in need of her help. She quickly removed her stethoscope, placed it around her neck, walked to the door and opened it only to find her teammate's older brother.

"Oh, Uchiha-san." Sakura paused for a moment trying to take in the situation. Why was Itachi here? He appeared to be in training clothes and had the faintest smell of sweat. She brushed away thoughts of knowing how he had smelled beforehand.

"Haruno-san, I wanted to check on my younger brother and was directed here."

"Oh, of course, you can sit down here." She said, pointing towards the extra chair in the room.

Seeing Itachi was a surprise, but she was in a professional setting so she remained calm and walked back over towards Sasuke, who was now scowling while staring at the wall. The poor wall. It was the type of scowl Sasuke tried to hide but his entire body screamed 'not happy to be here'. She sighed internally. As much as Sasuke actually was a mature man, he did occasionally revert to pouting when he was irritated. When they were teenagers it was intimidating but now she just brushed it off as his regular moodiness.

"What did you say to your brother for him to break your ribs?"

Sasuke directed his scowl to Sakura for a moment before returning to the wall. Sakura was all too familiar with his pouting, she knew Sasuke wouldn't say a word in this mood.

"Please excuse my brother's behaviour, Haruno-san."

Sakura snorted quietly.

"It's alright Uchiha-san, his brooding doesn't bother me anymore. In fact I think it's cute." She said in Sasuke's direction, trying to invoke a reaction.

The scowl on Sasuke's face deepened, clearly not enjoying being in the exam room. He likely wouldn't even be there if someone else could heal his ribs as fast as Sakura.

The medic inspected Sasuke's broken rib, felt it with her hands, and asked him to take in a deep breath. Not necessary, but she knew it would hurt and he probably deserved it. She then pulled chakra into her palm and placed it over Sasuke's rib, inspecting for any bone fragments or tears in the rib cage. When she was satisfied she didn't find anything she increased the amount of chakra and began to mend the bones and blood vessels together. She could feel Sasuke relax and start to breathe easier after a few moments and she finished up.

Sakura was an excellent medic, but she was also an excellent kunochi, and she could feel Itachi's eyes on her as she healed his brother. It didn't bother her per say, but it did make her curious why he was there. Clearly the older brother had broken Sasuke's rib, likely from a kick or getting checked into a tree.

"There, all done. Again, you know the drill and for Kami's sake Sasuke please follow it. Eat some food, drink some water, put a cold pack on it, don't pick anything up and go to bed. I'm not re-healing it like last time."

"I know, I will. I'm going for ramen with Naruto if you're free."

"It's ok, I'm only halfway through my shift but tell him I say hi."

"Hn." And with that Sasuke turned around, nodded politely in his brother's direction, and left.

Sakura moved towards the sink to wash her hands, acutely aware of how close she now was to Itachi and that they were now alone together.

"Haruno-san, how do you heal while he breathes? Our clan's healers are very good yet when I broke a rib they had me hold my breath as they healed."

Sakura swung her head towards Itachi and made contact with his deep eyes. They showed a glimmer of amusement and curiosity, like he was genuinely interested in her technique.

She stepped back and leaned against the exam table to create a bit of distance. Her mind was running wild with fantasies of being alone in a room with Itachi.

"Oh, well the secret isn't that complicated, most medical jutsus take immense focus and control, but for directly healing the ribs I actually lessen my control around the ribs so the chakra can glide with them. You need to be in control for the actual rib, but I create a pocket of chakra to glide around it. Although breathing is obviously painful, so that may be the reason why they encouraged you to hold your breath."

Itachi hummed lowly to show his appreciation.

"I can assure you it's because your technique is more superior. Perhaps us Uchiha could use a lesson in reducing control."

There it was, the sexual tension. She thought she may have imagined it in the store a few days ago, but here he was again, making innuendos; putting the ball in her court; giving her the respect and power to decide if she wanted to engage him in his flirting.

And Sakura was all for it.

"Well perhaps I can come over sometime and give a demonstration." She said with a grin.

Itachi was staring at her intensely, and for a moment she thought she saw fire behind his eyes. She took a longer, deeper breath than normal in an attempt to calm her pounding heart. He gave her a small but appreciative grin then stood up.

"I'm afraid I must take my leave Haruno-san. Though I greatly appreciated watching your medical jutsu."

"Before you go Uchiha-san, do you mind if I ask what Sasuke said for you to break his rib?"

He eyed her for a moment, analyzing the question and letting it toss around in his head.

"What makes you think I intentionally broke it as opposed to it being an accident?"

She let out an amused huff.

"Please, Sasuke is like a puppy, he'll try to get away with anything he can around us. And you're a top tier ninja, if you wanted to pull your punches you would've."

Itachi let a smirk slowly settle onto his face. An expression he often had to hide around his clan, but one that felt so good to let out around Sakura.

"We were to train taijutsu today, but Sasuke seemed to think it was an inferior art compared to ninjutsu. I simply increased his awareness."

Sakura let out another snort in amusement as Itachi opened the door to leave. She was glad she told Sasuke to take that deep breath earlier.

"See you next time, Uchiha-san."

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Sakura was tired.

Her shift at the hospital had run later than she was scheduled, and being mentally distracted by Itachi Uchiha was, well, distracting. She couldn't get her mind off how he kissed her, touched her body, and how he felt inside of her. She also found herself thinking of his hand against her throat. It was something she would never think to do, but Itachi doing it to her was so erotic.

Sakura hoped he would do it again.

And with his subtle flirting she was sure he would be easy to encourage. She was more into a one night stand to satisfy herself every once in a while, but maybe she could make something work with Itachi. He was magnetizing.

Sakura had showered after coming home and since she didn't have to work tomorrow she planned on having a glass or two of wine and reading a medical tome to wind down.

An hour passed by and just as she was starting to think it was time to crawl into bed, there was a knock at her door.

That was odd..

At this hour someone at her place often meant one of her friends/teammates needed healing, but they didn't knock. Ino occasionally dropped in for boy troubles, but then she just barged in. Sakura got up from her spot on the couch, placed the tome down, and walked towards the door. Thoughts of a certain Uchiha briefly passed through her thought but she shook her head as if to rid herself of them.

There was no way the infamous Itachi Uchiha was at her door at this hour. Sure, she was certain if she allowed it they could enjoy more time rolling around in bed, but it seemed a little too good to be true. He was the heir to the Uchiha clan.

Sakura opened the door only to find exactly who she thought it wouldn't be, Itachi.

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Itachi found himself walking on a road he had never been a few weeks ago, but now thought about often. This was Sakura's road and though he had been tempted to return to it, he had restrained himself; a practice he had done all his life and dutifully so. But for some reason it came to Sakura he didn't want to. He was a grown man, free to make his own choices, but trapped by the expectations of the clan. Something that was overwhelming at times.

The way Sakura had stared at him earlier in the day at the hospital had been on his mind all day. He could easily picture her opening the door with a serious expression, only for it to soften and a small blush to appear when realizing he was at the door. She was clearly attracted to him and Itachi would be lying to say he wasn't attracted to her as well. Their chemistry in the bedroom was the best he had ever had, and now that he was slowly learning about her personality he was beginning to find her fascinating. The clarity of her emotions was a deep contrast to his own families, and it was something Itachi assumed his brother enjoyed as well. Sasuke could still be a brat, but it was clear he respected Sakura's skill as a medic. And after watching her heal his little brother's rib, he was also developing a great respect for her.

So here he was, on Sakura's road, and he decided to go knock on her door and see if she was home; to see if she wanted him the way he wanted her.

It was late but he noticed a light on behind her curtains and went ahead and knocked on the door. He waited a few moments only to be rewarded with Sakura unexpectedly in a loose shirt and pajama pants.

Sakura was clearly surprised to see him at her door, evidenced by her slightly parted lips and wide eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

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Sakura was shocked to see Itachi at her door, but she was even more shocked to hear him chuckle at her overt question.

"I thought I'd stop by for some tea."

Yeah, ok. As if it was completely normal for one of the village's most infamous nin to casually be at her door near midnight for 'tea'.

"Well get in unless you want the entire village talking later about why you're at my door." She ushered him in and shut the door.

'I want you to fuck me like this'

Not a good time for vivid memories of them rolling around on her couch together. She blushed thinking about how she begged him for his cock, and turned around towards her couch to try and hide it.

"Sit." She pointed to her couch as he removed his shoes at the door.

Sakura returned to her warm spot on the couch with the blanket. Itachi could have the other, smaller couch. Where she wouldn't be tempted to kiss him. Surely that's why he was here, but she hadn't had enough time to decide yet if that was a good idea or not.

She watched as the Uchiha walked into the living room. Damn, he was attractive when he walked. He walked with purpose and stood tall with all the finesse of a shinobi, something Sakura found very attractive in a man.

This was not going to go well for her self control.

He stopped in front of her couch as if to sit, but Sakura didn't think that would be a good idea.

"Nope. Over there, that couch is yours."

She unconsciously pulled the blanket over her more, missing the smirk on Itachi's face as he sat down on his now designated couch.

"I don't remember us being on different couches last time I was here, Sakura."

Sakura could not believe what she was hearing. She had rarely seen the Uchiha heir before their night together, and now in the span of a couple weeks she had seen him several times, flirted with him, and now he was again in her house. Saying suggestive things.

"Why are you here?" It was about all she could muster at the moment. Sakura had felt surprised earlier, but now she was beginning to feel nervous with anticipation.

"I wanted to talk about the other night."

"Talk about what, I haven't told anyone if that's what you're worried about."

Itachi chuckled. A sound Sakura found herself beginning to enjoy.

"I'm sure you haven't, I'm not worried about that but I appreciate it. Would you like to do it again?"

A question she mulled over in her head. She very much wanted to be selfish with Itachi, but she definitely didn't want a relationship, especially with someone from the overbearing Uchiha clan. Best to be blunt about it.

"You can say no Sakura, I don't want to pressure you."

"I can't offer you anything more than sex Itachi."

He gave her a soft smile as if he knew she could offer more than that. Sakura watched as he put out his hand for her to take a hold of it. She stared at his hand, an unspoken invitation from a passionate lover. She eyed the hand hesitantly before removing her blanket and standing up.

"You're used to getting what you want, aren't you?"

Itachi's expression softened into an almost pensive smile.

"There is nothing further from the truth, Sakura."

Sakura wasn't so sure about that, in the midst of an orgasm she might be willing to give him just about anything.

She slowly slid her petite hand over top of his larger one and it lit up her fingertips like fire. Her stomach felt like it was in her throat and she couldn't look away from his eyes. He gently curled his fingers around her hand and lightly pulled her towards him. Sakura accepted his invitation and took a step forward until her legs were touching his knees. She looked down at the man sitting on her couch. He looked all the image of a regal clan heir to one of the most feared and prestigious clans in the shinobi world. His hair was tied back perfectly, his posture tall and assertive, and his eyes dancing with mirth.

Sakura slowly lifted herself on top of him, never breaking eye-contact. She mounted him, settled her legs outside of his, and he slowly ran his hands up her waist causing her to suck in a breath. It felt so good to have him touching her again, she had spent time thinking about their night together and the exact feeling of his hands on her. Itachi drew his hands slowly up to her face and cupped her cheeks in them, pulling her slightly closer. She groaned softly feeling he was already hard, surprised since she had barely touched him. Sakura brought her face closer to his, still holding the intensity of his deeply burning eyes. She paused as their noses brushed together, lips parted, and ran her hands up and down his chest.

"Sakura." She heard Itachi breathlessly say her name, taking a moment to be entranced by the effect she had over him, then she closed her eyes and kissed him.

They kissed slowly at first, becoming reacquainted with each other's lips. But soft kisses turned to more needy and open mouthed ones, and soon Itachi was helping Sakura out of her shirt. He pulled away for a moment to admire her chest then looked back into her eyes and kissed her again.

Sakura knew she was wet, and if Itachi had been hard earlier she was certain they were both ready to remove the rest of their clothing. But before she could grab at his pants Itachi suddenly froze. She could feel his body tense up before he gently placed one hand around her shoulders and the other on the back of her head. Itachi pulled her body flush against his and guided her head onto his shoulder, effectively stilling a very confused medic.

He let out a slow, even breath though his nose.

"Taichou, I uh, apologize." Sakura yelped at the sudden voice in her living room. She had been so distracted that she hadn't heard an ANBU member appear in her living room.

"Tsunade-sama requires your presence immediately."

"Dismissed." She heard a very strained Itachi speak and a then the sudden chakra signature was gone. No doubt it had been a junior ANBU member, and if she had been startled by almost flashing one of the village's best shinobi she could only imagine how he felt. ANBU members went through grueling training and practice before they were promoted, but she was sure none of their training included walking in on a superior with a half naked woman on his lap. And that thought caused her to groan out loud, realizing Itachi would now be leaving. Itachi chuckled lightly and Sakura sat up in his lap searching for her shirt.

"Forgive me Sakura, another time." He said to her with a sincere smile. She let out a sigh in disappointment, put her shirt back on, and slowly go off his lap so he could stand up. Itachi was clearly still aroused and her eyes drifted down to his erection trying to break through his pants.

"Don't tempt me to keep Hokage-sama waiting, Sakura." Her eyes darted up to his enticing eyes as arousal shot through her body.

"You should probably go then, Itachi. I can't be responsible for anything I may do." Not her sharpest quip, but she was too turned on to care.

He huffed in amusement, walked over to her to place a hot kiss on her lips, and as he teleported away she heard him say:

"I'm sure you can take care of yourself from here, but next time I want to watch."

Jaw. Dropped.

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I'm pretty happy with how this chapter turned out. Drop a review and let me know how you liked it!