A/N: mhm, yep this is a repost. I redid the chapter, the second half is were the changes occur, its beter I promise! ^__^ lol this one ended up almost one and a half times bigger then it was before.

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There at the bar sat a young pink-haired girl who seemed way to young to be there, sipping on a clear drink from a glass, slighlty humming to the music comming from the jukebox, paying no mind to anyone but herself. The legal drinking age in konoha was 17, though she'd been drinking since she was 16. It wasn't the taste that kept her wanting more, no it wasn't even the pull of addiction; she could stop anytime she wanted and that was the truth. But what it was was the feeling it gave her, for short while she'd become numb almost. Happieness was no were near the feeling she got, actualy almost the oposite and there was a reason for that. The stress would melt away and any pain she felt on a daily basis would take a backseat while she was given the ability to think. Just think; about the day, her life, choices made and most of all memories.

Not the good ones though, witch would send her deeper down emotionaly, drinking more and feeling better. And eventualy she'd hits the point of pure introvertedness, were she analyses herself and conducts a self diagnosis of being a emotionaly fucked alcoholic; all the while still with a drink in her hand. Although it rarely ever got to that point. Usually only on a few aniversieries of events that stuck out in her life. No normaly on the few nights she did go out every couple a weeks she would drink moderatly sometimes engaging in forced small talk with the bartender, never anyone else, just sitting in this run down bar. Who's most common customers were drunk guys who had nothing better to do than drink away there salary every hour of the day. This is were we find her.

Sakura sighed, getting up and walking tword the jukebox not really feeling the song currently playing. Inserting 50 cents, she fillps through the songs with a certin on in mind. Suddenly she stops when she feels a mans eyes on her backside. Her anger falres for a few moments befor she decides to brush it off. Finaly she finds the song she'd been looking for, she presses the button and soon the air is filled with the sound of "Who I Am Hates Who I've Been"(acoustic) by: Relient K. She stands theer for a few moments befor her highy trained ears pick up the sound of the man who had been oogling her back side say to another guy some inapropriate things about her. Still trying to keep her anger in check, the glass in her hand bust. Her mind imidiatly heals the cuts and she drops the rest of the glass on the floor.

Walking back to her seat the young girl passes by that guy and suddenly she catches his hand befor it makes contact with her ass. Using that strength of hers she snaps his wrist; with not regular chakara but with healing chakara, that way I'd heal itself and she wouldn't have to tend to it herself. Then she grabbed him by the front of his shirt and growled in his face, "Let me enjoy my alcohol.."

His eyes were foggy as if he wasn't all there, which he wasn't, the alcohol he had consumed had certinly had it's effect on him. Though fear seemed to register slightly within his eyes. She sighed, he wasn't woth it, and with that she pushed him over the round table he'd been sitting at and effectivly knocked it over. "Sorry," Sakura mutters to the bartenders when she sat back down at her seat. He just looks at her and shakes his head. "Can I havs another?" she says refering to another drink slightly slurring her words.

"It's almost closing time." he replies, impling this was gonna be her last one. Taking out a new glass he places some ice in it then pour the clear alcohol in it.

"Thanks..." Taking the glass she sipps on it and listens to the song she played on the jukebox. Slowly her anger from moments ago fades away and gets replaced with sadness. "you might think I'm losing my mind, but I will shy away from the specifics... 'cause I don't want you to know where I am 'cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been.. This is no place to try and live my life..." She murmers along to the song under her breath.

When the song comes to an end the young girl throws back the glass and finishes off the drink. Taking out a few bills from her pocket and tosses them on the bar. Just when she was about to get up the door to the bar burst open. Sakura turned around just in time to see a man fall on the ground looking as though he'd just been mugged. Medic instincts kicking in she apears next to him moments later.

When she looked him over she noticed his lip was busted open, face was really brused and busted up and from the look in his eyes there was a potential concussion setting in. He had several knife wounds, no stabbing but deep cuts. There was a particularly bad one on his left bisep. " Do you a First-Aid kit?" she asked hoping there was one. The techneque she was using to keep the alcohol from effecting her was draining her greatly let alone the fact that it was extreamly dangerous. One slip over her chakara control and she could kill all the red blood cells in her body effectivly causing her mucles to contract painfuly and for her to suffocate slowly until she died. Flooding your veins with medic chakara was not something for someone with out perfect control over there chakara to attempt.

"No" Came the reply she'd been expecting from the bartender. Placing one hand over the mans face lightly she ripped the sleeve off her left arm. When she removed her hand his face was healed, she then tied the sleeve around the wound on his bisep. Healing it to the point that it wasn't any imidiate problem. Then she placed her head on his cheat and listened. From the sounds she was hearing she deduced that he had 2 broken ribs on his left and 3 fractured on the right. Sakura placed one hand on his ribs healing them so atleast as much so he wouldn't be in so much pain, while the other hand went over the other knife wounds healing them so the bleeding atleast stopped.

Everyone else in the bar just watched and marvled at how quick and efficiant she was being with healing. Those who hadn't drank to much and were alert to what was going on all wondered what a young girl with such potential was doing wasting away in this bar? While others were to far gone to even be aware of what was going on at all.

"I'll be back," Sakura says lifting the man, who had to have weighed twice as much as her. With that she headed out the door and speed tword the hospital. Her feet aided buy chakara finaly got her to the hospital. When she entered te reseptionist gasped and called for a doctor.

"Sakura, who is this? What happened?" A nurse who had acompanied the doctor with a strecher. Sakura just looked at her feeling extremly exausted.

"I don' know. I found him collapsed and I fixed him up and got him here so you could help him further. From the looks of it he is aproximatly 32 years of age, no photo I.D. As far as injurys He has knife cuts, 3 fractured ribs located on his right, 2 broken on his left. His upper right bisep has a particularly bad knife wound. I was able to stop most of the bleeding and heal some bruses." she replied as she watched the nurse scribble notes on her clipboard. Sakura sighed and walked down the hallway tword the nurses station. stooping at the counter she asks the nurse on duty, "Do you have an extra First-Aid kit?"

The nurse looks at her a little questioningly befor replying, "Yeah, here you go."

"Thankyou," she replies taking the kit.

"Your welcome Sakura. Who's it for?"

"A... 'friend' of mine." with that she smiles at the nurse befor turning around and walking down the hall.

Back with the Nurse and the reseptionist. "You know, when I walked over to them I assumed that that beatup man was the one who smeeled like alcohol," started the nurse, "He looked like he was in a bar fight and all," The reseptionist could only sigh, she knew were this was going. This nurse was obviously new and knew nothing about Sakura. "but when he was wheeled away on the strecher I realised that it was her."

"Well than you got alot to learn about Sakura." The reseptionist replied looking back at the paper work infront of her. "She is a doctor here." The nurse just looked at her appalled. 'How could they let a drunk deal in matters of life and death?' was written all over her face.

When the young girl exits the hospital she picks up her speed again and get to the bar, taking longer than it did for her to get to the hospital from there. 'Shit... ' she thinks when she notices her heavy breathing and exaustion. Opening the door she noticed that there is no one left in there but the bartender, 'must be closing up' she thought. "Hey!" she yells to get his attention.

He just turns and looks at her, "Were closed." he replies. Then suddenly he sees a white box flying his way. When he caught it he realises that it's a First-Aid kit. He looks up just in time to see her leave out the door. The bartender just looks sadly at were she'd been. Eventhough his buisness was barly surviving, that was one face he hoped he'd never have to see around here again. When he went to place the Kit up on a shelf he noticed a post-it stuck to the back of it. When he read it he couldn't help but chuckle a little for it read 'Your an Idiot.' in big bold letters.

"Why? Why?! WHY!?" The young pink haired girl screamed tword the heavens. "Why...?" she continued this time quieter, more to herself. She was walking down a street heading for her apartment. Then she stopped abruptly, the sadness she felt a moment ago was replaced with the frustration that had first mad her shout to the skies. "I'm a hostage to my own humanity, self detained and forced to live in this mess I've made.." she was looking at the ground when suddenly she heard some foot steps coming from behind her. She knew someone had been following her but for them to actually aporach her. She suposed that she might be getting cocky, seeing as she quit using that technique she'd used earlier some time ago since it was so draining, now she was functioning on a high from the alcohol she had earlier. Though her head wasn't in a complet fog though, she was a kunochi after all.

She turned around to see the man from the bar, the one who had tried to harass her. Then she fought the urge to laugh slightly. Yeah, she was getting cocky. 'Karma is a bitch.. ' she thought, 'We should be even, but here he goes starting trouble again.' When she looked into his eyes he was no longer afraid but now held a sort of smugness, like he though he was superman. Even in her current state she could tell he'd taken a drug of some sort since she'd last seen him. "Your mest up." she caught herself saying aloud rather then thinking. Righ away she knew that was a mistake.

"Like your one to talk, your gonna pay for that." he says now pissed off. Sakura stared him, eyes widening slightly but didn't try to argue the fact that what he said was false beacuse it wasn't.

"... And how exactly are you gonna do that?" she replied knowing it was stupid for her to be picking a fight with him. Maybe her head was in more of a fog that she'd like to admit.

She saw him take out a pocket knife with a five inch blade.. 'Five inches? Isn't that a little absurde for a pocket knife..?' Then she shook her head clearing her head of the unimortant thought. 'Stupid! Stupid Stupid!' she shouted inside her head. She thought she was able to trust her village to have this kind of scum behind bars so that she wouldn't have to carry a kunai with her everywere she went. 'Not gonna make that mistake again..' Though normally she felt no need to worry anyways, she always had her superhuman strength to help her if she was in a bad situation, well as she just found out not always. She was way to drained, she couldn't use it if she tried. With the her mind the way it was she wished she had some kind of weapon. Only option left was if he was gonna attack her she'd was gonna have to get the knife away from him.

She hadn't even realised that she had been stairing at the ground, but when she looked up he didn't give her time to formulate a plan, as he was already starting tword her. she really should't have pick this fight. "Fuck..!" she cursed jabbed the knife at her. Barly able to react in time she was able to doge and turn to her right, part of her shirt was caught by the blade and got cut. Her slow reactions and his jerky knife skills were gonna make this dangerous for her but him as well. If it was even possable she felt her mind become even more of a haze. It was hard to stand but she saw him rebound from his close hit and came at her again.

He thrust the knife at her in very much the same fashion as befor, but this time she wasn't able doge and suddenly his hand seemed to stop infront of her stomach. He looked at her with a triumphant gleam in his eye.

"I win." the man said and was about to stab her deeper, but she took advantage of him being off gaurd for a moment and twisted his wrist causing him to let go of the blade. She took his moment of being off gaurd and slugged him across the face. 'I may not have superstrength at hand right now but Naruto alwasy said I had a mean left hook.'

Sakura layed in a hospital bead covered in bandeages around her mid section and some on her arms in various places. She stared passivly out the window to her right, having gotten back from a mission were she ended up completly drained taking out the enemy and fell unconcious as she made her way through Konohas gates. The young kunochi wasn't to badly injured, not now anyways, she'd been out for days that was for sure, so the nurses did quite alot of healing on her. She would be out of comission for a while, even from working. The poison that she had encountered on the mission caused her to temporaraly not be able to minipulate chakara. Suddenly she heard the door burst open.

When she turned to greet her visitors she was greeted with a loud "Sakura-chan!!!", it was none other than Naruto followed by a bored loking kakashi.

"Geeze Naruto, It's good to see you to, but could you tone it down a bit, yeah?" Sakura replied, slightly irritated but happy to see them nonetheless.

"Sorry" he repled looking down, but then looked up and shined her his famous grin. "Sakura-chan, I heard from Tsunade baa-chan that you won't be able to use that super strength of yours for a while." His look just seemed like trouble, he was up to something. She just nodded at him, '...And?' was written all over her face. "He he he, when you get relesed we can take Kakashi-sensei out for ramen." By now he was sitting in a chair on the right side of her bed. "... And that you could pay." he continued to grin her sheepishly.

"And what exactly makes you think I'd be will to do that?" she replied, rolling her eyes at him.

He just laughed nervously, and looked as though he was rethinking was going to say. "I could always call bushy brows- !!" He seemed like he was going to continue but was cut off by Sakura's fist colliding with the side of his face. Naruto recoiled and fell off of his chair. When he got up he rubbed the side of his face were he was hit. Kakashi just laughed at him slightly. "Gee Sakura-chan, even without you monster strength, you still have a mean right hook!" he exclamed, witch almost earned him another punch but got a glare insted. She really wasn't fond of the nickname that he'd given to her ability.

Sakura couldn't help but smile slightly at the memory as she watch the man fall tword the ground. When he was bent over she hit him hard on the back of his neck, effectivly knocking him out. 'Just like Sasuke-kun... ' her mind muttered. Then she looked down to inspect her wound. She could almost laught at his stupidity, almost. He'd only gave her a wound 1 inch deep, he could have killed her,the knife fell after he let go. That wasn't deep at all, she has have kunai stabb her deeper than that, hell shes been runthrough.

The young girl sighed as she bentover and picked up the pocket knife. Not bothering to wipe her blood off of it, she folded it over and stuck it in her pocket. The walk back to her apartment was a blurr, she thought that she might have heard someone ask if she was okay, and if they did she ignored them, either that or it was her imagination. She wasn't quite sure.

Finally making it home Sakura stumbles through the front door, closing it behind her. "I'm okay " she says aloud while fighting the urge to laydown and fall asleep right there. Even if she had nightmares I'd be better than feeling so depleted so.. weak. It took all the strength she had just to get herself up the stairs and into her room. 'And today was suposed to be my day off... and in the end I ended up feeling shittier then I do after a long day at work.' she thought taking off her shirt and her skirt. She was just in her undershirt and shorts when suddenly she felt light headed and her vission became unfocused. 'I need to fix up my ...woun... ' The last thing she remembered was her had hitting the hardwood floor before everything went black.

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A/N: yep, hope it's better than the last, in my opinion this chapter improved. It's more like the first one as far as writing style. Meh Im not gonna beg for reveiws, but I'd be nice. It makes writing easier, lets you know what goes on in the minds of ther readers! ^___^

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