Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Kishimoto does.
Hi guys! This is my first fanfiction. I know there's going to be a lot of errors ~_~ but hey! Nobody's perfect. I never imagined it would be this hard to write a story. If at least one person likes this then it's more than enough for me =) Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this fanfic and please leave a review if you can.
It was around 7:00 p.m. when sakura had gotten a phone call from tsunade, her manager. She was informed that her presence was needed in the hospital as quickly as possible. "Dad, I'm heading over to the hospital. There's an emergency and they need me. I'll be back as soon as I can!" she shouted from the door, quickly grabbing her purse and keys.
"Okay, just be careful! It's going to get dark soon." replied Kizashi, who was seated comfortably on the couch, reading his newspaper and drinking a cup of hot coffee.
She couldn't help but smile "I will, don't worry!" She closed the door and sighed. (So much for having the day off.) "This is going to be a long night. But as long as I can save people's lives then, it's worth it". She looked up at the beautiful night blue sky "mom, I hope you're proud of me." she smiled sadly, tucking a strand of her long pink hair behind her ear. Her glossy jade eyes roamed over the empty streets of konoha as she made her way towards the hospital.
"Naruto, go get me another drink" ordered sasuke, a very handsome young man with spiky raven hair and deadly onyx eyes. He was well known for being one of the youngest and most famous models in Konoha. Nobody was wealthier than Sasuke uchiha himself. Everyone could tell just by the way he dressed, walked, his presence alone radiated "expensive." He shoved the glass cup into the blonde's hands, his body swaying a bit from side to side.
the blonde looked at him angrily "Teme, don't you think you had enough drinks already!? look at you! you're about to fall over any minute now. And you smell like you took a bath in alcohol" he wrinkled his nose in disgust. He had stayed silent until now and had let the man that stood in front of him drink as much as he wanted too because he knew what day it was. But this was going overboard.
Sasuke grabbed onto the railings of the stairs and Naruto almost caught a heart attack, thinking he was about to fall over. "Tch, whatar parties for den? Besihdes, your *hic* exzaggerating I've honly.. had like..*hic* phive glasses of wine. He showed the blonde-haired boy four fingers. I can handle juahn more." He furrowed his eyebrows, irritated that his glass was still empty. "Now go, or i'll fiyer you."
the blonde's eyes widened. He pointed a finger at him, the middle one to be exact. "I don't give a flying ramen noodle! I'm not giving you any more wine. let's just go home already, this party is super boring!" He pouted and crossed his arms. "Besides, you weren't gonna come here in the first place. Haven't You gained enough popularity? why did you change your mind all of a sudden?"
The raven haired man glared at the blonde, knowing damn well he was ignoring his request for more wine by stirring up a different conversation. "Naruhto, jus get me moar wine!" He said between gritted teeth.
Naruto rubbed his eyes in frustration "you're awfully chatty and bossy when you're drunk. No wait, let me repeat that. You're awfully chatty when you're drunk" he looked over at sasuke who was tapping his expensive watch and staring into his soul. He got the chills. "Fine!" he yelled in defeat. "but this is the last one, ok?" He really hated being bossed around. Sasuke was his best friend but he was also his boss, unfortunately. And even though they had a brother bonding relationship... or so he thought. The raven haired man was a cold hearted person who didn't care for anybody no matter how nice of a person they were. It made him a bit sad that he didn't give himself a chance to open up to people. Not everyone was evil or out to get him. He walked down the stairs muttering about eating a big bowl of ramen when they got back to the mansion.
Sasuke propped his elbow on the railing, waiting for Naruto to bring him his wine. He looked down at all the people chatting merrily with each other and having the time of their life, it annoyed him for some reason. He didn't know what came over him to want to attend this stupid party, nor why he was drinking so much when he knew he only did stupid things while intoxicated. No, in fact, he knew very damn well why he was here drowning himself in alcohol he just refused to admit it. Today was his parent's anniversary. The day they had been murdered. And the simple thought of being at that large, gloomy mansion he had inherited made him feel all sorts of negative emotions. Being there only brought back memories of the tragic events of that night when his brother had killed his own parents. "That bastard… *hic* I hope…he dies and rots in hell" muttered sasuke angrily to himself. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around, thinking it was Naruto bringing him his wine but to his dismay it was a girl about his age.
"Hi, you must be sasuke uchiha, the international model" she said, extending her hand to give him a handshake. "We worked together a few years ago for a photo session. it's nice to see you again" she smiled, sweetly.
Sasuke wasn't a social person. There's nothing he hated more than socializing with people. But he made an exception for his job. He didn't want high class people to think that he was rude and conceited. He had a reputation to keep up as the model figure of konoha. He kissed her hand lightly to which she blushed. "You must be… sasame the fashion designer, I believe?" He was trying not to sound drunk but it was difficult to do since he had one too many cups of wine.
"Uum...Ye-yes, I'm surprised you would remember me, it's been quite a while" she stuttered, nervously and who wouldn't with such a sight in front of one's eyes.
Sasuke was about to respond but he was interrupted by a very muscular looking man that was behind him. "Hey you!" He heard him say "did I just see you kiss my girlfriends hand?!" he spat angrily.
"It's not what you're thinking of, love!" Said a frantic sasame. She knew her boyfriend tended to be possessive and jealous. She watched helplessly as he walked up to Sasuke and she prayed that he wouldn't hurt him; after all he was known as one of the greatest boxers in konoha.
"I don't care, he touched your hand and kissed it. Only I can do that!" He grabbed Sasuke by the collar of his suit. "Are you trying to seduce my woman?" he asked, menacingly, close to his face.
Sasuke glared at the man, unfazed by his threatening face. "put. me. down." He demanded, trying to pry off the man's hands.
The guy grinned "of course, why not" he said, a little too nicely.
And before he could say anything else, once his feet touched the ground he felt a fist collide with his face. He stumbled backwards and found himself rolling down the stairs where he was met by total darkness.
Naruto was walking with the bottle of wine in his hands when he witnessed a guy punch his best friend in the face and watched in horror as he rolled down the stairs, ungracefully. "Sasuke!" He ran to him, hoping he hadn't fractured any of his precious bones. He lifted him up and placed one of his hands over his shoulder "dammit, he's heavy." Everyone at the party had worried looks on their faces as they gathered around to see if sasuke was alright "It's ok, I'll take him to the hospital" he told everyone. The last thing sasuke needed was to end up being on the news tomorrow for falling down the stairs. Kakashi would have a fit.
Naruto turned around to look at the guy who had punched sasuke. "Hey you! bald headed asshole! How dare you hurt such an important figure! you'll be hearing from his lawyers!" He yelled angrily.
The guy sneered at Naruto. How dare someone insignificant talk down on him like that. He was going to go show that loudmouth what being quiet meant.
"Oh-no" thought Naruto as he watched the muscular man walk down the stairs, his girlfriend trying to stop him. "crap, I'm in big trouble" he quickly made his way outside and dialed a number on his phone, waiting for the person to pick up. He heard someone yelling from inside the mansion to call the police.
"Yes? This is shikamaru."
"Shikamaru! It's Naruto. I need you to come quickly. Sasuke fell down the stairs and he probably broke something inside, his pride maybe, so I need you to take us to the hospital. Please hurry up, my life is also in danger!" He yelled at his cellphone.
Shikamaru winced and put his cell phone far away from his ear "what a drag" he sighed. Alright, I'll be there in a minute" he hung up quickly before Naruto left him deaf again. "Why did I accept this job again?... Oh yeah, I need the money." He got in the car and drove off as fast as he could.
Naruto sat the unconscious sasuke by a light pole, waiting for shikamaru to arrive "Man is he going to have the biggest hangover of his life tomorrow" he muttered as he watched the passed out raven haired man. "not even when he's asleep he smiles." He looked around, trying to catch sight of any paparazzi that might be around. They were so good at hiding that he decided to call them paparazzi ninjas. He looked up at the light pole. For all he knew there was probably one taking pictures from up there. They would kill for a picture of a drunk sasuke sitting by a light pole.
"Hey you! Loudmouth!" yelled the bald headed man a few feet behind him.
Naruto froze like a statue. Was he going to die today without having a taste of his beloved ramen ever again? (what do I do!) he Thought as he looked around frantically for a place to hide. He looked down remembering he still had the bottle of wine in his large pocket.
"I came to teach you a lesson you rat" He cracked his knuckles and grinned when the blonde gulped.
"Y-yeah? Well, so do I!" said Naruto and before the guy said anything else he broke the bottle of wine on the guy's bald shiny head.
The guy held onto his head, stumbling backwards before falling to the floor either dead or unconscious. He heard the loudmouth say "karmas a bitch" before he faded into the darkness.
Naruto held onto his hair "holy maker of ramen, I killed him!" he yelled, eyes wide open. He leaned down nervously to check the man's pulse and let out a heavy breath of relief "never mind he's still alive but I can't leave him here on the hard floor though" and so, He dragged him through the grass behind some bushes and left him there with his feet sticking out. no one would see him, right? His cellphone rang and he answered "hello!"
He flinched at the loud voice "Naruto, one of these days I'm going to lose my hearing because of you" said shikamaru, raising his voice "anyway, I just arrived. where are you?" He looked around the area but it was too dark to see anything.
"I'm coming, i just had something to deal with" he said with a grin.
Shikamaru looked up ahead and saw him coming out of the bushes … "I don't even want to know" he muttered to himself before hanging up and getting out of the car to help the blonde with the unconscious Sasuke.
"Hey Shizune, are there any more patients that I need to treat before I leave?" asked Sakura in a tired voice.
"Oh yes, there's a young man that just came in. He's in room 205. He should be your last patient for tonight" she said with a smile. She handed Sakura a clipboard with the patient's information. "I'm sorry that you had to stay a couple more hours. I know it's really late and you have to wake up early and go to your other job."
Sakura shook her head "don't worry. At least I'll be getting a few hours of sleep." She took the clipboard and started making her way to room 205. She felt so tired that a nice warm shower and sleeping on her nice soft bed sounded good just about now. "This uniform is so uncomfortable" she whined, pulling it more down. "I look like a hooker." what was Tsunade thinking when she gave it to her? Who voted on wearing a uniform dress anyways? because it surely wasn't her. The fabric wasn't even good quality, it was itchy as heck. She just hoped this guy wasn't another one of those perverts who thought it would be fun to touch her ass with their filthy little hands. She made sure to give them a dose of her fist so they wouldn't wake up till the next day. And if she ever got in trouble for it she could just threaten tsunade on suing her for wearing this uniform. "I can't wait to go home" she thought as she opened the door to treat her last patient.
Can you guess who the patient is? I hope you guys liked it plz review. I'll update as soon as possible. I won't let you guys down. I will finish this story even if it takes years!
