Yo- everyone! I'm back, more or less and since it's been a while I thought I'd update.

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Things were fairly quiet after Tsunade (*cough* was blackmailed by Shizune so that she wouldn't have to deal with anymore Team Kakashi's weirdness *cough*) took over overseeing Sakura's care until she had almost been in the hospital for two in a half weeks before she really started to show any improvement, little or otherwise.

It wasn't Sakura's fault, Tsunade thought as she stood over the girl checking her abdomen wound which for some insane reason she didn't understand had become infected, and had gone totally unnoticed by everyone else supposed to be helping her recover a few days ago- causing said girl to run a high fever for about four days since she hadn't been responding to the meds they had given to her for the infection at first.

Which had been a bit...well, odd. Especially since Sakura's body usually responded to any and all meds she was given by Tsunade. But now that her fever had broken and her wound was no longer infected, Sakura was healing up right on schedule.

Which was just fantastic since it meant that she'd soon be able to send the girl home on a few weeks medical leave just to make sure that she healed up alright. Still, she was happy with the little progress Sakura was making despite the obvious setbacks.

The girl had been staying awake for longer periods of time, eating semi solid foods for several days like pudding, jello, mashed potato's- and was slowly but surely working her way up to sandwhiches, salads and such. Why, she'd even been communicating with her team mates and ordering them not to do stuff via a not pad and magic markers that Sai had been sweet enough to give her.

The only thing that really seemed off, or perhaps even alarming about Sakura's time spent in the hospital is when she had been given the note pad and markers- was- or rather had been the first thing that she had written down.

Who are you?

And as if that wasn't strange or even alarming enough, there had been the time team Kakashi had crowded in her room several days ago. All four of the men had been talking and hovering and fussing all at once when Sakura had once again picked up her note pad and markers and written, Who are you?

Which had all but automatically silenced everyone in the room and made them all go deathly still.

Until Tenzou had laughed and told her that it wasn't nice to play such jokes on them, thus easing everyone's unease and tension but Sakura's. But it had only lasted a short while before both Naruto and Kakashi had begun to observe certain inconsistent patterns in Sakura's usual behavior. How she wrote, how she looked at them, how she even ate- which had been reduced to using her fingers since using chop sticks was a tad bit difficult for her now- had the two men worried.

And after a lengthy argument with Naruto and Kakashi that had gone on to the wee hours of the morning the night before, which had left her with an nearly overpowering need to beat them both senseless. Tsunade had taken their fear for Sakura's mental health into consideration and so today once the girl had woken up- Tsunade had sent her off to have an EEG, and several memory tests and had found out that not only did Sakura not know how to pass the memory tests, but she seemed to have forgotten where she lived, that she was a medic.

A ninja.

Her last and middle name's, her birthday, age, and who her team mates and friends were. Everything important about her, everything she had once known seemed to have been erased by something. Or perhaps it had all been erased by someone. She wasn't totally sure since the girl wasn't under the influence of any jutsu. And at this particular point in time- she wasn't sure about the exact cause of Sakura's memory loss. It could have been a jutsu that had dispersed on it's own after a few hours, or it could have been a blow to the head.

That last mission had done a number on Sakura in more ways than one and since Tsunade was still in the dark about what all she had forgotten and what she managed to remember- She was jolted out of her thoughts by a small tug on one of her shirt sleeve and glanced over to see her former student's mint green eyes staring her down a moment before she held up her note pad and let Tsunade read the scrawled writing across the paper.

How's everything looking?

"Everything is looking good."

Fucking A. When can you get me the hell out of here?

Tsunade blinked at the words before chuckling to herself in amusement, Look how eager she is to leave. "You can leave in another few days. First I want to make arrangements for someone to stay with you for the next few weeks until your totally healed and watch you just in case you pop your stitches again or get another infection. Said person will also help you should you feel the need to try your hand at house work, cooking, heavy lifting..."

Ugh-huh... No. Came Sakura's reply.

"Sorry, it's either you let me do this or you stay here until I say otherwise." Tsunade said in a cheery tone that she knew would set Sakura's teeth on edge. Pulling her gown down over her stomach until it was covering her again and straightened her spine as Sakura glared at her.

Oh yes, she couldn't wait to get the girl out of her hospital so that life could get back to normal.