She thought that her life as queen would change…that it would be slightly less boring. That was the only reason why she looked forward to her new life in Konoha. Because becoming a queen would meen that she'll have to do some diplomatic stuff. Like becoming glorified nanny to some tourists posing as diplomats or visiting neighboring countries in order to strengthen political relationships and such.

But her life felt empty. The highlight of her whole week was when she found the medical textbook section of the palace library…but her happiness was short lived upon seeing that the three shelves of the section contained the most basic of the literature. Sure, she could read other books, which she enthusiastically did in the first few days, but then she got bored of it all.

By this time, she was eager of doing anything. Because she was sure as hell that she'll turn crazy in the matter of days if this continued on. She'll go down in history lane as the queen who went crazy because of boredom. Sweet.

Sakura needed a purpose. A mission. Something that could keep her occupied for quite a long time. Something that was a challenge, but not too overwhelming. Something that could benefit people.

"Your Majesty, are you all right?" Keiko asked, her concern showing.

Sakura jumped slightly, getting out of her daze. The pink haired woman was sitting in an armchair, looking out the window it was facing.

"Yes. Of course. I just zoned out, that's all." She cracked a smile. "I didn't even hear that you entered."

"I knocked…but when I didn't hear any response I figured that you were somewhere else. I just brought back your freshly cleaned clothes." The teen pointed at the clothes rack in the middle of the room. The left sleeve of her grey uniform slid up, revealing a huge patch of burned skin on her wrist.

"What happened?" Sakura pointed at the injury, her medical instincts kicking in.

"Oh…I just had a little accident while ironing your clothes. But it's nothing special." Keiko shrugged it off. "I put butter on it, so it'll be okay."

"No, it won't. The butter might make it worse; it could transfer bacteria and cause infection." Sakura jumped up from her seat and stormed towards her walk in closet. Squatting down, she fished out her medical kit from under one of the shoe racks. "Keiko, please sit down on the bed."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sakura sat down beside the younger girl, sliding up the sleeve of her uniform to observe the wound. It didn't look that serious as she thought it did at first sight, but it still needed treatment. A blister was forming at the most affected part of the burnt skin.

She opened her kit, grabbing a bottle of disinfectant. "This will hurt a little, but I need to eliminate even the slightest chance of infection." She poured a few drops of the liquid, foam forming on the area. After removing the foam, she put a thick layer of ointment on the burnt skin and wrapped a strip of gauze around the girl's wrist. Keiko didn't even wince during the whole process.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You are welcome. But who told you to treat your wound that way, was it a doctor?"

"My mother…actually it's a common practice here. What's a doctor?"

"You know…the person who takes care of the sick."

"Oh, Your Majesty meant a healer. Only really rich persons have access to them."

"What? You mean that the rest of the population doesn't?"

"No. There are a few people who have knowledge of how to treat some illnesses and what herbs to use…but that's all." Keiko played with the frayed ends of the gauze.

Sakura didn't even dare to ask about hospitals or ambulances or anything of the sort. It sounded so absurd to her that such a huge country didn't have proper medical care for the civilian population. As a medic it infuriated her that a country could leave its citizens without a chance at having their illnesses and injuries properly cured, without having them worrying about the chance of dying during the whole process.

And then realization hit her. If there weren't medics or hospitals, then someone had to change this. And that person is going to be her.

….

The amount of excitement she felt made her heart beat rapidly against her ribcage. Sakura finally had something meaningful to do, something that had a purpose and most importantly it was for the benefit of others.

Of course she was still far away from her goal. First she had to get permission from Kakashi to start this project. And honestly, she wasn't sure that he would agree. First of all, it was one thing to maintain an already functioning system and another to build one from scratch. And in this case they had to start from zero. So, her main objective for the moment was collecting as much information as she could in order to persuade Kakashi.

The pink haired woman practically ran to the palace archives. According to Kurenai she would find all the information she needed for her research there. The piles upon piles of scrolls inside the room told her that she'll spend her night here. It reminded her of the countless all-nighters she pulled during her work at the hospital.

She couldn't help but smile.

….

It was finally finished. Her green gaze fell on the stack of papers she prepared the only hours before. She put them carefully inside a manila folder, preparing to visit Kakashi in his office immediately.

She started feeling anxious the closer she got. Sakura was always afraid of failure…it made her feel inept, useless. That's why she constantly tried to give her best and even more whatever she did. Because if she did so, the chances of failing decreased. But even though she gave her all, disaster struck sometimes, and the bitter taste of failing always sickened her.

The image of four mangled bodies flashed before her eyes, she could still remember those glassy eyes and the feel of warm blood between her fingers as she tried to save them, even though she knew that it was far too late. That was the first time she felt utter failure. Sakura shook her head violently, now was not the time to remember.

Wanting to get through with this whole ordeal, Sakura barged inside Kakashi's office, without even slightly considering a knock on the door. Her husband instantly looked up from his paperwork, a glare adorning his visible features.

"Thanks for knocking." His eye was crinkled, but his voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"You know that I hate formalities." The pinkette sat down in front of his desk, folding her arms under her chest.

"To what do I owe the honor of your presence, oh dear wife of mine?" Sakura just rolled her eyes at his antics.

"I want to build a hospital." She stated bluntly.

"What?"

"I said, I want to build a hospital."

"Why?"

"Because, the country's health care is a joke, that's why." To be honest, Kakashi could agree one hundred percent, but the pride for his country just wouldn't let him approve.

"Well, I'm sorry that it's not up to par with your standards, but I think that if we managed to survive for the past one hundred years, we'll cope for another century or so." Sakura threw the folder that was resting on her lap at his desk, still glaring. "And what's this?"

"The mortality and natality rates. I think that with proper health care, we could drastically reduce the percentage."

As much as he hated to admit, she was right. They've been trying to increase the number of population long before he became the king. They made reforms with which the food's quality and quantity intensified, but because of the wars and poor medical care, people still died at an early age.

"Did you know that with vaccination and birth care, we could decrease child mortality almost up to eighty percent? Not to mention that vaccination could stop the epidemics in no time. I even did a little research on the soldiers who fought in the war. In my opinion most of the deaths and amputations could have been avoided with the presence of proficient medics."

"I see you did a quite thorough research." Kakashi looked through the charts inside the folder and couldn't help but to feel impressed.

"Of course. If I set my mind on something, I'll do it to the end." Sakura held her chin high proudly.

"When did you do all of this?"

"Last night." Had it not been for the mask, Sakura would've seen the awestruck expression on Kakashi's face.

"And who would be the head of healthcare?" He already knew her answer.

"Me, of course. I don't want to sound snobbish, but honestly, I'm probably the only person in this country who's skilled enough. You might not know, but I was the head surgeon of Uzushiogakure General Hospital before moving here. I can also ask Shizune to come here for a few months in order to help in organizing the whole system."

"You know, it'll cost lots of money…" The silver haired man stated as he looked at the paper that had the approximate costs of setting up a fully functional facility.

Sakura leaded forward in her seat, putting one hand on the table. "Think of it as a long term investment that would prove fruitful after some time. Of course you won't have monetary gain from it, but your citizens will be healthier and there will be new job opportunities for people."

Her arguments alone convinced him, she really did look into each and every aspect. But what really sealed the deal for Kakashi was the fire in her eyes. Sakura looked so radiant, so alive while she spoke to him. Ever since he met her, he saw a dying light in her eyes, which practically perished the moment these red strings were tied around their wrists. He knew that in the past few weeks after their wedding she struggled finding her place at the palace. Kakashi could've given her a task in order to make her days less boring, but he felt that he shouldn't be that person. She would deem it as another way of him invading upon her freedom. Sakura would hate him even more than she already does and he didn't want that to happen.

The silver haired man rested his elbows on the top of his desk, lacking his fingers together. Sakura tried to be nonchalant but he could see that she was nervous by the way she slightly chewed on her lower lip.

"I guess we could give it a shot." Kakashi shrugged. Her casual demeanor changed in an instant upon hearing his words.

"Really?" He couldn't help but smile upon how she practically radiated with happiness in that one moment.

"Yes. The only problem is that I have my hands full with diplomatic stuff right now. I don't really have the time to start the whole organizing." Kakashi scratched the back of his neck.

"Don't worry, if you give me the funds and the authority, I'll do everything."

Kakashi considered the remaining options, but this one seemed to be the best one. "All right. But you'll still need to show me more important documents."

"Of course, dear husband." Sakura grinned happily. "I have things to arrange, so I'll go now." Her pink strands floated in the air for a split of a second, the smell of vanilla hitting his nose as she practically jumped up from her seat. "I'll give you the detailed information about the hospital by the end of the week." These were the final words he heard her say before leaving his office.

Kakashi chuckled, resuming his work. The air around him carried the vanilla scent long after the pink haired woman left.

….

Sakura didn't waste even one second after getting Kakashi's blessing. She quickly wrote a letter to Shizune, asking the older woman to help her in training the future nurses and doctors of the new hospital. Kurenai was asked to find people who would recruit the new staff from around the kingdom. But one of the most important tasks had yet to be completed. Sakura had to find a proper lot or building that could house a hospital. Together with Keiko they searched for all kinds of blueprints and such.

"I think the old academy dorm would be good. It has the proper infrastructure and it can even be expanded if needed." Sakura looked at the teen triumphantly. "Of course it needs renovation and slight modification, but this is the best option we have so far."

"This is wonderful, Your Majesty." Keiko beamed.

Kurenai entered the room a few heartbeats later, holding an envelope in her right hand. "This came just recently, Your Majesty. It's from Kato-san." Sakura practically snatched away the piece of parchment from her grasp, almost tearing it in half. She broke the red wax seal, her green eyes scanning the neatly written lines in a hurry.

Dear Sakura,

I'll be in Konoha by the end of next week, would be there sooner but I still have to find a substitute for myself at the hospital. Can't wait to start!

Looking forward to seeing you again,

Shizune

"Shizune is coming!" She said happily to the two women in front of her.

Finally it seemed like everything was on the right tracks, and most importantly, she found her drive.

I imagined that since Tsunade was living in Uzushiogakure, the health care of the Land of Fire would be disastrous, since in the original series she's the one who kick starts everything in Konoha.

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