Promise Chapter 7, a naruto fanfic

Sorry for the long wait…im in china and we only have one computer here…I gotta share it with my brother and sister…

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"W-WE GET TO UNCOVER YOUR GROIN!!"

"…what?"

"SORRY SASUKE! Your burns covered your whole body, as I have said before. And it's time to check up on that spot!"

The Uchiha stared at his nurse, too shocked to move an inch.

"Well? I can't lift you out of your bed myself!"

The pink haired girl stepped toward the frozen patient; her mind raced frantically. Why me…why did Tsunade-sama have to assign me to Sasuke…why not a male nurse…Christ…

The raven haired male jerked away from his nurse's hands; "No fucking way."

"But Teme, if we don't check on it, it might get infected. Who knows, it just might be growing deformed and have white puss oozing out of your pe—"

Haruno jumped back in surprise as the man threw off his bed covers and stood up. Even in his injured state he still gave an aura of raw power and dominance. The fact that he was a head taller than the nurse didn't help much.

"Y-You don't need your crutches anymore?"

"How long will this take?"

"Eh…I just need to see if there are any deformities or abnormal burn marks or—"

"How long?"

"Umm…most likely…uhh…five minutes if everything is alright."

Sakura could have sworn that the Uchiha was blushing under those bandages while she helped him take off his pants.

Carefully, while making sure she didn't touch his…uhh…special part…Haruno unwrapped the bandages around his lower hip. An eternity seemed to pass before she came to the last wrap.

Shit…I can do this…I hope…

The tense nurse closed her eyes as the wrapping fell. Slowly (after Sasuke told her to hurry up and get it over with) Sakura opened her eyes. In front of her was…well…Sasuke's penis.

"Umm…well, it seems to be recovering normally…the uhh…burns are healing really fast, just like your hands…"

"Uhh…there are no deformed scars or oozing from the skin…umm…Sasuke?"

The male grunted. He had been staring at Sakura's face during the whole examination.

"Umm…could you lift up your…you know…cause I need to check if your…uhh…the other things…have any irregular scars or oozing and that…stuff…yeah." (gulp)

With a grunt, the Uchiha lifted up his—(cough-cough)—and Sakura checked his…body part…as quickly as she could. With a nod, the pink haired nurse gestured for Sasuke to put it down and that the inspection was finished. The male rolled his eyes as the flushed nurse fumbled as she re-bandaged his lower waist.

"Uhh…the examination is finished…err…I have to give this, uh, to Tsunade-sama…bye!"

Sakura nearly ran out of the room; she slammed the door shut and slid to the floor, embarrassed beyond reason. It wasn't the fact that Sakura had just seen a man's privates; she'd already inspected many injured men from the war. It was the thought that her childhood crush, who she had personally thought as cute and adorably kiddish, had a humungous…dick.

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"Hey."

"Hmm?"

"Why do I get the feeling that you have been avoiding me? Are you sick?"

Sakura swore under her breath and kept on fluffing her patient's pillows. The uncomfortable nurse wasn't just avoiding her patient's face; ever since she had to unwrap that, she had tried her best to not even glimpse at the Uchiha's body. Unfortunately, his presence alone was enough to make her heart skip a beat. Just being around the Uchiha was hazardous to her health.

"It's nothing. You just—"

Suddenly, the door slammed open. Standing in the doorway, panting, was a very upset Hinata.

"S-Sakura-chan! It's t-terrible—she was all b-broken and bloody, there was red all o-over the mat, she—"

"What are you talking about?"

"Tenten—she came in with other soldiers—it's terrible—"

The pink haired nurse rushed out of her patient's room and dragged her sobbing friend along with her. There were a few other nurse's and aids rushing to the east wing…the intense surgery section…

"Hinata, I need you to stop crying for a minute and lead me to Ten—"

"SAKURA, HINATA THIS WAY!!"

In the blink of an eye, the two nurses rushed after their blonde colleague. They didn't even notice when a certain red haired women quietly entered Uchiha Sasuke's room.

-Room 627-

(click)

"…Haruno?"

silence

"…who's here?"

Soft steps were getting closer and closer to the Uchiha. A bitter sweet smell infiltrated the injured man's nostrils; though it had a faint tinge of roses and wildflowers, the smell was fake and gave the Uchiha a migraine. The stranger crept onto Sasuke's bed.

"Now, now Sasuke-kun, just stay still for one itsy bitsy moment. You should be glad that I'm interested in you, instead of that pink haired bitch."

Soft feminine hands grasped the Uchiha's arms and slowly wound around his neck.

"…what the fuck are you talking about?" Who the hell has pink hair…?

"Just stay still and I'll—"

Years of military service had sharpened Sasuke's senses. As the female figure neared his face, the Uchiha flung back his fist and sucker-punched the stranger in the face. He didn't give a shit about whether or not the intruder was a woman. He didn't even flinch when the figure jumped back and screamed bloody murder.

"YOU HIT ME!! YOU PUNCHEd A HELPLESS WOMAN IN THE FACE!!"

"…hn."

"BLOODY HELL, I'M BLEEDING, I'M BLEEDING!!"

The figure ran out of the Uchiha's room. As her heels clicked against the tiled floor, the raven haired patient fluffed his pillow and fell asleep.

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beep beep beep

"Tenten? Can you hear me?"

beep beep beep

"She's still asleep. Don't bother her."

beep beep

"Tenten, Ino-pig, Hinata and I are waiting here for you, so wake up soon."

beep beep

"…Come on. Let's throw away these rusty old weapons of hers. Here, I'll take it to the dumpst—"

"—DROP THE SHRUIKENS AND NOBODY GETS HURT!!"

Though bloody and tired, a young brunette soldier yanked away a bag of rusty metal weapons from a white eyes nurse and glared at her three friends.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! STEALING MY STUFF AND TRYING TO DUMP IT IN THE TRASH! SOME FRIENDS YOU ARE!"

"Holy crap! Tenten, you're awake!"

"You bet ya—"

The brunette suddenly lurched forward and started coughing up blood. The blonde nurse rushed forward with a bucket and a wet clothe. Three aids rushed in and stuck a few more IVs into the patient's arms.

"…no, no, I'm fine."

"Tenten, what happened?"

"Yeah, how did you happen to end up this way?"

"Nothing much. I was in the south on a man to man combat mission with a group of soldiers. We had some survivors from suicide missions. Total bullshit. The government has no right to send us out on those fucked up romps. No point in dying early. And some of the soldiers that died next to me in combat were barely past the teen mark. I saw a fourteen year old out there. He didn't make it… It just pleases the better off and richer people to see us killed off. Anyways, a bomb came off about a week after we began pursuit of an enemy group. It was an ambush. Half our men didn't make it. Everyone else ran into the woods and hid for days on end. Finally, this one survivor toughened us up, gathered the group, and set us off."

The brunette had another coughing fit; this time, to her friends' relief, there was little blood.

"What really surprised me though was that the guy leading us had a smile on his face almost all the time. He was always picked on by the 'tougher' guys but he was the fun in our group. Blonde kid, pretty young, well, actually he's about the same age as Hinata, 'cept a few months, maybe half a year older. Probably the only survivor of Suicide Mission 278. His blue eyes go red when he's angry—kinda creepy but it scares off his opponents. Said his name was Uzumaki Naruto or something. Kept on trying to convince us his lieutenant was alright. Said he made it past Orochimaru—the leader of the REBELS."

"What was his lieutenant's name?"

"Don't' know. He didn't get a chance to tell us yet."

"Where is this 'Uzumaki Naruto'?"

"Ehh, I think he's a few rooms down the hall. Why?"

Haruno hesitated a bit before answering.

"He might have information concerning my patient."

"Well good luck to you. Last time someone asked him about his mission, he went into a craze. Heard he almost got raped by a pedophile. Completely disgusting."

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"Hello? Uzumaki Naruto, are you awake?"

A pale blonde man looked up from the magazine in his hands. His deep blue eyes glowed as his scarred face broke into a smile. Nobody would have guessed that he was a long term soldier and a lieutenant's right hand.

"Yep! Who are you?"

"I—my name is Haruno Sakura and I just wanted to ask you a few questions…if that's okay."

"Alright. What about?"

"It's about your mission…Mission 278."

Naruto's smile broke and he turned away from the tense nurse. "I have nothing to say about that mission. It's none of your business."

"But I need to know if—"

"No."

"But you see I want to—"

"NO MORE!!"

Sakura backed away from the suddenly infuriated man; his eyes had truly turned red and the three scars on each side of his face seemed to darken.

"You're lieutenant…was his name…was he a Uchiha?"

The patient froze.

"…who are you? What do you know?"

"I…I just—"

"Do you know where the lieutenant is?"

"It depends…is your lieutenant's name Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Yes...that was his name…he died. I've been hoping all this long that he somehow made it but I know…I've searched everywhere for that stupid Teme and he hasn't fuckin shown up. Stupid fucker."

"…what do you mean?"

"That idiot," the man's face turned grim, "we always fought…almost never got along. Stupid Teme. Even he knew that we were best friends. That idiot—"

"Uzumaki-san…"

"What?"

"I…I know where your lieutenant is."

The blonde man shot up in his bed. He stared at the pink haired nurse suspiciously, more like he was waiting for her to burst out that she was just joking.

"Really? Where then?"

"In this hospital…in Room 627."

"…and how the fuck do you know this?"

"Well actually…he's my patient. And by the way, he's lost all his past memories—even of his friends and family. He might not even know his own hair color. He's bandaged up from head to toe except his arms and hands—they were taken off a couple of weeks ago."

"…oh, shit.

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