I am Yours, You are Mine

Chapter 2: Him


Four years later…

"If I hear you break this arm again, I will come after you like the boogeyman. Understand Makoto?" Sakura warned. Her chakra was healing most of the boy's broken arm and to hear from one of the instructors that he fell from one of the Academy trees was ridiculous. For one, he was trying to prove that he could walk upon it like a ninja and two; it was to impress the girls!

Girls. He was too young for that, or so Sakura thought anyway. He was what? Eight?

Kids. Seriously.

The boy's brown eyes widened, gulping at her warning. It was more of a threat to him because everyone knew about Haruno Sakura and her amazing skills and legendary temper and when she said she was going to come after you like the boogeyman, you better watch out. So, it was always better to stay on her good side. Problem was, he'd broken his arm twice and was given the same doctor for the same treatment and that wasn't a very good sign.

"I didn't hear you," she said, waiting for the 'I understand' to come from his mouth.

He gulped again, muttering something under his breath.

"What was that?" she leaned in closer, feigning as if she didn't hear.

"I understand," came the strong yet low reply. The boy even straightened up a notch, earning a smile from Sakura.

"Good." The green chakra faded as his first treatment was over. Since kids had smaller bones than adults, it was much easier and faster to treat but she'd rather see a good arm than a broken one.

She rose to her feet and strode over by the cabinet, where the stockinette for a cast was stored. Before she reached for that, Sakura grabbed a pair of scissors from the bottom drawer and pulled out the material from the box, using the scissors to cut an appropriate length that matched his right arm.

"Not that again," the boy whined, slouching once again.

"Sorry but a broken bone needs a cast," she said frankly, rolling up the material like a donut after making a small hole for his thumb.

The boy lied on his back, crinkling the paper beneath him. "But that stuff itches my arrrrmmm, Sensei, and I can never get rid of it." He was practically pouting now.

She walked back over to him, raising his arm gently to roll the stockinette up the arm and with the extra at the end, she rolled it back once.

"Well then, I'll just give your mom some tips on how to get rid of it and why didn't you tell me last time?" She asked, walking back over to the cabinet for a thicker stockinette.

"Uhhhh…"

"Uhh what?"

"Uhhhh…"

"You didn't think of it?"

"Nope."

Sakura sighed. How was she supposed to help him with his problems if he didn't even let her know about it in the first place?

She made a small incision in the one-inch thick stockinette and walked back over to Makoto, applying it over his thumb and folding the thumb end back for extra comfort.

"Um, Sakura-sensei?" the boy began, watching how she worked the material around his arm.

She grabbed the padding next, covering the wrist first then proceeding to the palm, through the web space and once again over the wrist and up the material-covered arm. "Yeah?"

"Is it true that "

A loud voice outside the room and down the hall stopped the boy's sentence halfway. They glanced at each other, a wide smile breaking across the boy's lips as Naruto's voice called out to her again.

Sakura looked at the boy, the smile, and his twinkling eyes and slowly she began shaking her head, chuckling at what she was seeing.

Eight year olds shouldn't be doing that.

"Let's continue wrapping these things before I get side tracked. So, what were you saying?"


"If it begins itching, use your blow-dryer on the lowest setting so it'll help relieve the itching and not burn his arm. If it persists, let me know." Sakura signed her signature on his medical note and handed it over to Makoto's mother, smiling warmly at both of them.

"Thank you."

"Sakura-chaaan!"

Naruto waved as he walked towards them with that boyish grin of his and she couldn't help but return the smile. It was contagious, even Makoto's mother smiled a little wider.

"Naruto-sensei! Look!" Makoto took a step forward, waving his casted-arm around to show the blonde what he received this time.

Naruto crouched, taking a closer look. "What's this?"

"A cast. I fell off a tree but it was sooo cool because I almost landed on my arms, you know, like how you and Konohamaru-nii do it "

Sakura shot Naruto's head a hard glare. So, that's one of the reasons why the boy decided to climb on that tree. Oh, she was going to have a talk with Naruto alright, especially his mini-me pervert.

As if sensing her glare, he chuckled nervously.

" but," Makoto dropped his gaze, his cheerful tone gone, "I didn't do it and instead I got this."

Naruto patted the boys shoulder. "Ah, don't feel bad about it. You're still learning and it's alright to make mistakes, ya know! You should've seen me when I was your age. Boy, I was a mess and everyone knew me as the troublemaker, isn't that right Sakura-chan?" Naruto's gaze looked up at Sakura's, a charming gleam in his eyes.

Really, he should stop that. It was harder to ignore him with that look.

She nodded, "Mhm but that doesn't mean you have to mimic what they both do Makoto. It's dangerous and your mom here will worry."

"Ah." Naruto agreed.

She turned towards the boy's mother. "We'll see you again at his next check-up. I think by that time most of his arm will be healed and normal."

Sakura and Naruto waved at the pair as they left and it wasn't until they were out of sight that she turned around and pulled his ear.

"OUCH!"

"What the hell were you thinking Naruto!? That's the second time he's broken his arm. Do you know how long it takes for a bone to heal? Many months! So,iIf you're going to be having challenges with Konohamaru, I suggest you do them out of sight, where kids won't get ideas." She huffed, folding both of her arms together in front of her.

Naruto rubbed his pulsing, red ear. "Sakura-chan, you do know he's in the academy right? They're going to learn sooner than later ya know."

She narrowed her jade eyes.

"W-what I mean is—Iruka-sensei is going to start teaching them the basics, which are…uhm…uh…you know…"

She rolled her eyes. "You're unbelievable," Sakura began walking back to her office, Naruto right on her heels. "Why'd you come here anyway?"

He grinned again, a mischievous one this time. "Baa-chan told me to get you."

She stopped. "Huh? Why?"

"I guess we have a mission."

"She knows I don't go on those anymore unless its—"

"Necessary. I know I know but she said she needs you so I'll see you there at—" he looked for a clock around the hall until he spotted one by the receptionist desk, "2:15. Okay? Okay! See ya!" He vanished in a puff of smoke.

A clone.

Sakura stood there silently. The last time she ever attended a mission was during the war where Naruto almost... She shook her head at the memory, not wanting to think of it more. She turned the silver knob and walked inside her office.

Ever since that frightful experience, she's refused to attend missions unless it's absolutely necessary for her to be there.

So why did Tsunade want her?


A/N: The last time I posted a chapter was back in January and I'm very sorry for leaving you guys hanging. This wasn't getting any longer or further so Chapter 2 is done for now. Chapter 3 is in the making and I'm adding juice to that one so stay tuned!

AND THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS. Don't be afraid to critique my writing so feel free to do that. (thisonewasprettysloppy)