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"Oh my god, I saw Sakura in between a hunk sandwich outside of the hospital today! She could possibly be the luckiest person I know right now… Damn her."
"I heard from one of the girls in radiology that Dr. Dreamy and her were sitting way too close to be having a work-related conversation. She told me they were holding hands! I can't believe Sakura-san didn't tell us about it… I mean come on, we practically talk about him everyday!"
"She's one lucky bitch, ain't she?"
Twirling the business card between my fingers, I stared at the patient chart in front of me. Was I actually considering having a drink with someone I had just met today? And what the hell was with Dr. Disaster's 20 questions earlier? I mean, who does he think he is? Accusing me of being jealous of his fuckfest with the redhead from neurology. Tch! As if I gave a shit. But I couldn't help this weird feeling in my stomach when the thought of the two of them making out in some dark alley… Ugh, the mere thought made me want to rid myself of my lunch. But why? Why did it make me feel that way when I thought about the two of them acting all chummy in a more than friendly way?
"Just a few more hours and then I can go home. Thank. God."
"You're welcome, Sakura-chan."
"You're insufferable, Dr. Uchiha," I whispered while rubbing my temples. Out of nowhere, he snatched the small piece of paper that was still between my fingers and occupied the vacant seat next to me.
"So… what are you going to be wearing on this date of yours? You don't look much of a little-black-dress kind of girl. But in my imagination, you usually wear things like-"
My eyes were as wide as saucers! Did he just imply that he fantasizes about me? What the hell?
"Hn. You're blushing."
"You're making me feel very uncomfortable, Dr. Uchiha. Excuse me, I'm going to go check on my patients," I said as I got up from my seat at the nurse's station. Seeing his hand trying to pull me back down, I evaded by jerking up quickly. Can't fool me twice with the same trick. Smirking at my little victory, I searched for my stethoscope on the table, which was oh so conveniently sitting in front of him.
Dammit.
"Need this? I believe you cannot do proper assessments without this tool, Sakura-chan."
What I wouldn't give to wipe that beautiful smirk off of his face! Wait… did I just say beautiful? What the?...
"I am not your Sakura-chan. I would prefer if you do not address me as such." I could literally feel my temper beginning to rise. I hate that so-called term of endearment. It makes me think of a 3-year old me stealing cookies from my mom's cookie jar. Silently nodding, I stuck out my hand hoping he'd get the idea to hand it over to me and looked the other way. In moments, my body was falling back into the chair as he pulled me down again. Much more gently this time.
"What are you doing?! I have patients to see!"
"I don't want you going out with that Naruto character tonight. I've got a bad feeling about him."
"Oh and you're supposed to be my knight in shining armor trying to rescue me from the evil villain? I can't believe you… You don't even know me, now all of a sudden you know what's best for me?"
"Just trust me on this one."
"I think that's for me to decide, thank you very much."
"I know more than you think. At least tell me where you two are going to be."
"Dr. Uchiha, I really need to get going…"
"I won't let you leave this seat until I get what I want."
"Why do you insist on making my life so difficult, Dr. Uchiha? What have I ever done to make you act this way towards me?"
"Elaborate."
"This is neither the time nor place for me to elaborate. Besides, you're an intelligent man I'm sure you can figure this out on your own."
"In that case, I'll ask the unit manager to keep you here until the morning. We do need competent nurses here while our patients are asleep after all."
"You wouldn't dare! It's against hospital policy to have someone work for 24 hours!"
"I can be a very convincing person, Sakura-ch..., Erm, Sakura-san."
Feeling defeated, I reached for the phone and begin to dial. I can't believe I was doing this on his terms rather than my own.
"Hey Naruto, it's Sakura. I just wanted to let you know I won't be making it out tonight, it's been a crazy day at the hospital and I'm pretty tired. Thanks for understanding," I said into the receiver trying to sound as cheery as I could. My shoulders slumped and I sagged further into the chair.
"Voicemail?"
"Obviously."
"Hn. Careful with that attitude, Sakura-san. It can get you into trouble."
"And you're some kind of saint now?"
"Far from it. So, what are you doing after work this evening?"
"Did you just make me cancel a potentially great date only for you to ask me out? I can't believe you!"
"Who said I was asking you out? I was only inquiring if you had plans for the evening, being that you don't have any. Am I right?"
Of all the bullshit in the free fucking world… Would someone call a bomb scare? Hell, assign me an ebola patient for all I care. Someone… anyone… please save me! God, Jesus, Buddha, ANYONE!
"Sakura, your patient is requesting pain medication. Oh hey there, Dr. Uchiha! What brings you to our unit? Are you taking care of our VIP in 436? I bet you are! You're only the best cardiologist in all of Konoha!"
Thank you thank you thank you God/Jesus/Buddha for sending me Michiko in my time of need!
Seeing Michiko occupying my vacant seat, I could see that she was desperately trying to get Dr. Douchebag to notice her. With that, I took this as my queue to finally leave this awkward conversation. I'll just hide out in that room and finish up some charting.
Notice me, senpai! Barf.
"Thank you, Michiko. Which patient?"
"Oh 436, Namikaze. He said it's a 8 out of 10 and wants 'the good stuff'."
Without saying goodbye, I bolted to the med room and closed the door behind me. If I had to spend another minute of his incessant chatter I would regurgitate my lunch. My thoughts were running 100 miles an hour as I braced my hands on the cold, sterile counter. How could I have just canceled a date just because he told me to? What the hell has gotten to me? Cutie blue eyes, I'm sorry. I don't want to be stuck in this place for 24 hours. That's it; I'm doing this for the benefit of mankind. No more overtime. I just want to go home to my soft and comfortable bed. That is my mission. Go home on time. Carefully drawing up my Dilaudid, I glanced through the small window of my sanctuary door hoping not to see his black nest of hair still at the nurse's station. I inwardly smirked as I saw that Michiko was doing a fine job in keeping his attention, and I definitely did notice his shoulders slightly slumped; an obvious sign of his boredom. Ha! Good for you.
"Oh look at that Michiko, chatting it up with Dr. Dreamy. What could she be possibly talking to him about? She doesn't even have any of his patients today. God look at her, you can practically see the drool at the corners of her lips."
"Wasn't he talking to Sakura earlier?"
"Well if she was there earlier honey, she's not there anymore. Looks like Michiko is swooping in to nibble at her leftovers."
"I'd love to nibble on that any day."
"Speaking of Sakura, ask her if she wants to come out with us after work to ANBU tonight. They have some kinda ladies night special for half off drinks or something. Look at that poor soul talking to herself in the med room… She needs a drink for sure… and if she's lucky, a good lay."
One more hour. The end of this ridiculous day was almost in sight. My charting is done. My meds are done. Now I just need to figure out the assignments for the next shift then I'll be free from this hell hole for the next 3 days. Maybe I should make it up to Naruto tomorrow night. I don't wanna seem like some stuck up bitch, especially if I'm taking care of his dad.
"Hey Sak, me and the girls from work are gonna get some drinks after work at ANBU. Wanna come with?"
"Hm, I don't know. I've kinda had one of those days today. I don't feel up for it, Ino. Sorry."
"Don't you 'sorry' me! You always make up some lame excuse to not hang out. What happened to the Sakura in college that loved loud music and shots? Especially when they were free?!"
"Let's not get into this again, Ino. I've had a really long day and all I want to do is…"
"…take a hot bath and jump in bed. Try another excuse, Forehead. I've heard them all. Just tonight, please? I won't bug you for another month to go out if you say yes."
This bitch. She knows me too well. Then again, a shot or two couldn't hurt right? After all I deserve it! I've been working too much and I need to remind myself how to have fun.
"Soooooooo… Can I pick you up at ten?"
Defeated I nodded my assent and looked over to her toothy smile that made me laugh inside. "Yes Ino, ten sounds fine."
Oh how I missed this. The bass reverberating in my chest seemed so nostalgic. Has it really been that long since I've been out? Spotting some empty stools at the bar I pulled Ino along with me through the sweaty young crowd.
"I'll get two shots of Crown with a pineapple back and whatever this blonde bitch wants."
"Fuck you, Sak. Hey, Michiko said she ran into a little car trouble so she and the others will be a little late. That's okay though, it's nice being here with just the two of us anyway. Ah, just like college… The dynamic duo!"
Raising my shot glass to hers we toasted to our younger days. The whiskey hurt going down so I reached for my pineapple juice and knocked it back with just as much fervor.
"Ahem, so this is what you do when you're 'tired', knock back shots?"
No way. You've got to be kidding me...
"N-Naruto?! Oh God, I'm so sorry. You see, my friend here she's going through a bad breakup so we're here meeting some friends. I completely forgot about my plans with them tonight. Can I make it up to you?"
"Sure, buy me a scotch on the rocks and we'll call it even."
Damn you and your smile. Gets me right in the feels.
Feeling a sharp elbow on my side, I turned to Ino and gave her my best "play-along-with-me-please-please-please" look. Her eyes narrowed in understanding as she mentally told me "you-owe-me-big-time-bitch". I called the bartender over and ordered another round.
"Hi I'm Ino, and my ex-boyfriend dumped me for some redheaded bitch that works in the same building. Can you believe it? Maybe they've been fucking like rabbits while we were together, who knows. But he's always been a huge flirt. He even flirts with the girls on my floor. Hell, he's even tried to get into Sak's pants but she's my girl, and there ain't no way she would break the girl code. Have any hot single friends that are looking for a quick lay with no attachments? I don't do bathrooms though, too gross. I am a nurse and prefer things sterile you know. Speaking of bathrooms, I'll be right back. Don't be sucking on each other's faces when I come back."
With that Ino gracefully stood up and winked at me before disappearing into the sea of people. Now what? What do I say? I've got Cutie Blue Eyes next to me and I'm noticing my hands getting sweaty. Oh dear God. I need another shot.
"You've got some friend there. That's nice of you to take her out on the town. There's nothing like alcohol and loud music to drown your sorrows. I'm sure she won't have any trouble finding someone in here tonight."
"Heh yeah. She's got a very strong personality and she knows what she wants, how she wants it, and when she wants it."
"But you don't seem like that kinda girl. You two are polar opposites of each other."
"How can you tell? You've only met both of us today."
"I've got a knack for reading people."
"Oh really? What was your first impression of me?"
"To be honest, I tagged you for the kind girl that wears sundresses, goes to church on Sundays, and grows plants in her apartment. The kind that would rather read a good book instead of watching a reality TV program. Definitely the kind of girl that would be drinking a nice fine wine instead of whiskey shots."
So he took me for a goody two shoes kinda girl? Who does he think he is? Judging me already before even getting to know me?
"Well sorry to disappoint you, but I wear jeans, sadly I haven't been to church since I was a kid, and I absolutely love reality TV shows especially with the catty bitches that pull each other's hair out!"
"I also never took you as a girl that swears either."
"I have quite the potty mouth. Didn't mean to ruin your perfectly figured out version of me in your head, pal."
Pompous ass. I had you all wrong in my head. Damn you and your blue eyes played me for a fool.
"Didn't mean to offend you! If I did, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. Actually, you're the kind of girl that…"
No, no, no. Not the puppy dog eyes. I can't! Is he leaning? Oh God, he's leaning! No, no, no!
"Hn. That what? I'm curious too."
I know that signature caveman sound from anywhere! There's no way in hell this is happening right now! WATDAFUCK?!
"Hello Dr. Uchiha, fancy meeting you here. I wanted to thank you again for the great work you've done on my dad. Let me buy you a drink. What do you like?"
"Thanks for the offer Mr. Uzumaki, but I'll have to pass. I'm driving tonight."
Please Mother Earth, swallow me whole right now. I pray to the gods of the 4 corners of the world to PLEASE swallow me into your depths!
"Hello, Sakura-san. What a nice surprise to see you here."
"Likewise," I said as I chugged another cold shot down my throat. Hell, just keep it coming. It's going to be a long night.
"I didn't mean to eavesdrop in on your conversation there. Please continue. I would like to know what kind of girl you think Sakura is."
I would love to wipe that perfect smirk off your porcelain face. Jerk.
"I was just saying she just seems like the kind of girl that you would bring home to your parents, you know? She's got it all… kind, smart, and strong. She's a package deal."
At that moment, it felt like my face was on fire. I could blame it on the alcohol. I could blame it on the frustrating situation of seeing Dr. Jackass here of all places. Or I could just be damn honest with myself and blame it on this handsome blonde in front of me giving me a compliment. Thank goodness Ino wasn't here, I'd never hear the end of it.
"You don't say. Well I work with this woman and I think quite the opposite actually."
"How so, doc?"
"Well you see, she's got a temper on her and she can be absolutely annoying. She chews with her mouth open and she talks to herself a lot. She can be sticky sweet to your face and then she'll talk a bunch of shit when she thinks you've left the room."
"You seem to have me all figured out too don't you, Sasuke-kun. Would you look at the time? I'd better go and look for my friends. If you're free tomorrow Naruto, I'd like to have an uninterrupted conversation with you. Does 7:30 sound okay? I'll call you."
After throwing a bunch of bills on the bar, I clutched my purse like a lifeline. I needed to get out of here. I had my pride after all. I am not a weak girl who would take this shit from anyone; especially him. Did he expect me to break down and cry or something? Not in this story buddy. I'm done. I flashed Naruto my best smile and stood up to leave. Suddenly, I felt an arm around my waist and looked up to see a certain prick of a doctor lean in towards me.
"Don't buy anything this guy was selling. I've heard about him. Not so good things. You've got to trust me."
The hairs on my neck stood up as I felt the hot air from his mouth tickle my ear. My legs felt like jelly and I could feel my heart pounding wildly in my chest. Was it all a ploy to upset me so I would leave? But how would he know I would react this way? This doesn't make any sense. Like an idiot, I stood there waiting in case there were more wise words from him.
"Trust me, you don't want to get caught up with this guy. Now walk away elegantly and find your friends. They're sitting in the corner booth near the restrooms."
"What makes you think that I would trust you, Sa-su-ke? After all the shit you have put me through today..."
Absolutely UNBELIEVEABLE!
"He's married."
...and the next thing I remember was his lips over mine.
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"Hey are you seeing what I'm seeing right now?!"
"What?! Where?!"
"Over there by the bar! It's Dr. Dreamy and Sakura! It's like he's whispering dirty things in her ear!"
"How can you tell?"
"Look at the way she's standing. She's practically having an orgasm in public!"
"No way! Are they…?"
"Oh. MY. GOD! They are!"
"Wait till they hear this at work! GO SAKURAAAAAAA! Give him your flower!"
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