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Chapter III

I kept staring at the little boy in shock. What the hell was I supposed to do?
He kept looking at me with those hopeful brow eyes. Was this his friend he had been talking about? This bloodthirsty killer?

I gazed at the man once more, who was more than aware of my little dilemma. He was blackmailing me with this innocent kid he picked up on the street. I didn't know if I had to feel impressed at how well thought-out he had planned this all or feel truly frighten by how every step led to a hidden deathtrap.

I let out a heavy sigh, while trying to order my chaotic mind once more.

Now what? What was I supposed to say to this kid?

I can't, honey, you see he murdered this very important man. He's actually a demonic evil man… I roll my eyes at my own thoughts. I bury my face into my hands and I can feel the tension rise.

But I have no choice. I have to break this boy's heart.

'I can't, Haku,' I start, staring at him through my fingers. His face doesn't flinch.
'I can't help this man… at least not here.'

'Why not?' he lightly asks me. I get a little unsettled at how passive he remains in this situation.

I'm a full-fledged doctor and my heart is racing. The blood hardly fazes him. I frown a little at what I am seeing. I stare at the assassin again whose grin widens, as if he's aware that I know realize he hasn't recently picked up this boy… He's loyal to him.

'Haku,' I start, not quite sure what to say.

'Cut it,' the gruff voice of the man snaps my head away from the boy to him. He lets out a hiss of pain and tries to move but fail to do much other then move his torso a little. He starts to heave and gives me an angry look. 'Haku is my friend, doctor,' the sarcastic tone was hard to miss. 'There isn't much you can do about that…' He smirks at me, mocking me. 'However, you can become our friend by getting to work.'

'Please do, doctor Haruno,' Haku pleads, holding on to my sleeve. I let out a strangled cry, wanting to scream at the man.

'What if I don't want to become your friend?' I ask when I finally compose myself under his stare. I boldly dare to stare right back into his hallow brown eyes. His face is still covered with bandages, so I can't make out much of his features. However his hidden smirk is unmistakable.

'Well, if ANBU were to come here right now, you'd be in a very compromising position… being a suspect already and all.'
The threat send a chill down my spine. I suddenly wish for the commander to show up but I gave him the order to rest and stay in bed for a couple of days.
'Which reminds me, I haven't properly thanked you for the opportunity you gave me,' he snidely adds.
'I didn't give you a damn thing,' I hiss angrily at him, momentarily forgetting about Haku. As I take a step to him, I feel Haku's hand still resting on mine. Holding me slightly back. As I glance at him out of the corner of my eye. I see worry.

He had no idea how dangerous this man was.

'How can you?' I ask him, shaking my head in disbelief. How can he manipulate such an innocent young boy who had probably already suffered enough consequences because of this war?

'Get over here,' he spat angrily back. 'To quicker you start, the quicker I get to leave.'

I try to stand tall, though I'm obviously uncertain of what to do. I have a boy begging me to help him and this man that threaten to claim I was working with him when I had never seen him in my life.

I suddenly realize that I don't need to have the commander with me, he knows I'm innocent.

'The commander is aware of what is going on, you don't get to—'What about Rabbit?' he snidely asks, knowing where I wanted to go with this. 'He has yet to show up, what if he backs my story up?'

'Why?' I blurt out, suddenly starting to feel desperate. Why was I getting sucked into this madness for no good reason? What did all of these men want from me? Why the hell me?
'Why would you say that? Why lie?' I ask him while trying to hide the pleading tone that was forcing its way through my voice.

'Because we,' referring to himself and Haku, 'have nothing left to lose,' he snickers at me. I hear him struggle after that, he starts to cough up blood. I bite my lip.

'Please, doctor Haruno… Why are you taking such a long time to help him?' Haku's pleading eyes are become unbearable. I'm into deep! How the heck was I supposed to get out of this situation?

I let out another sigh. The tiredness of earlier seeps in deeper and I start to feel very emotional. Putting on my doctors façade, I finally tell Haku to get me some supplies I keep in my bathroom in case of emergency. Or patients that can't afford to be seen in the hospital.

Not this type of patient though. I tremble. And every step I take towards this man my body repulses.

'I'm only doing this because of Haku,' I say to him. He snatches my arm and pulls me closer, intimidating me. I swallow a lump that has settled in the back of my throat. 'You think I care about your moral values?'
'You killed him... you killed a patient of mine,' I whisper back. All he does is snicker at my words.
I snatch my wrist loose and try to fight the urge to slap him.

For the first time I take a good look at him. In that hallway I saw him for well ten-seconds and I had hardly made out any details of him. Or at least they seemed blurry now that he was in front of my eyes.

He was tall, muscular. And had an extreme high level of endurance.

My eyes were trying to figure out where the bleeding started and where it stopped. He was severely wounded in his ribs, a kunai had been struck there. I place my hands on it, trying to see how deep it really was. I didn't know if I had enough supplies for this many wounds. Sure I snuck around and brought stuff home at times but nothing too much, else I would miss it when I was working in the hospital.
I keep searching for other wounds like the one on his ribs. He had been stabbed multiple times but only once that deep. He even got hit in the neck.

Suddenly I feel something warm on my inner thigh. I look down seeing his hand touch my leg. I give him a bewildered look.
'You'd always dress like that for the old man?' he asks while touching the rim of my sleeping-gown.
I'm so utterly offended, I cannot stop the reflex pulsing through my body when hearing him say that.
I slap him. Quite hard.
'It's already bad enough as it is, I don't need to hear your scumbag talk while at it.'
I feel very satisfied with myself when seeing him blink a few times while turning his head back to me. He seems to have a bit of black-out. Good, that will make him think twice next time.

To my dismay, he simply laughs it off and mutters that he likes women with a little fire in them.

'Quiet,' I hush him, finally hearing Haku come back with the box I had send him for. For some reason I feel relieved that he's in the room. He reminded me of why I was doing this.

Well, minus the fact that the assassin was playing me out quite well in spite of Haku's involvement.

'Haku, go look for whiskey or some other liquid with a high amount of alcohol.'

'What?' I ask him in surprise.

'I know you want me to suffer,' again he smirks, 'but not only do I object to that idea, my legs are not exactly going to be an easy task for you either with me twitching the entire time.'

I gape slightly before looking down at both of his legs, when seeing them I realize he makes quite a good point. Especially his left leg is in bad shape.

'Like real ANBU from Konoha,' he informs me. 'Ribs, legs and if the subject should be able to get away,' he moves his head to reveal a deep lash,' neck… to directly kill.'

I don't say a word, keeping my lips sealed together. I hate this man more then I hated the old man.

Maybe you'll end up dead too, a cheery sarcastic voice inwardly says to Zabuza.

I needed to get some sleep, I was going slightly mad. These people push me beyond my limits and I didn't know how long I was going to be able to keep taking it.

'There is a black bottle in the wooden sideboard next to the kitchen-cabinet…' I mutter to Haku, while not looking up from inspecting the wounds on the man's body. 'That's… rough stuff.'

'Lonely drinker?' Zabuza asks when the boy disappears out of the room.
'Yes,' I sarcastically answer. 'So I can sleep at night and forget I helped scum like you! Oh, no wait… sleep comes easily because I spend most of my waking hours taking care of wounded people.'

I don't how his expression is a the moment but I don't care, I've seemed to finally be able to shut him up.

But my fear for him does return a little, an image reminded me of what he could do. The old man.
Suddenly I'm afraid he's going to strike me now because of that comment... My hand start shaking.

I'm so tired and I'm getting irritable because of it. I need to calm down. Maybe I do need a sip of that bottle. I let my head rest in my hands for a moment before muttering an half-hearted apology. I hate myself for doing so and when I look up I get aggravated by his bored look.

Haku is quick but then again my house isn't the biggest. I watch the man before me greedily drink and decide to get to work. I actually snatch the liquid out of his hands for a moment to clear to wound, to which he hisses in pain. 'You're rough, doctor Haruno,' he remarks.
'You're used to worse,' I immediately answer.

I take care of the one between his ribs first while ordering Haku to keep pressure on the three large ones on his leg, we can't afford to let him lose more blood. I pains me that a kid isn't disgusted by this sight or completely in shock but at times I'm grateful for his help. I wouldn't be able to work so quickly and efficient without his help.

Zabuza is out eventually, I don't if it is the pain that took him out or the liquor. I'm assuming the latter, even for tall guy like him this bottle was quite gruesome. I actually never drank it because of the high doses of alcohol that consisted in it.

I would have to explain to Tsunade next time she'd come around why her bottle was emptied out.

'Do you have a spare pillow, perhaps, doctor Haruno?' Haku asks me politely. I look at Zabuza for a moment, wondering what he deserved to have someone care for him like this. 'Yeah, in the spare room.'

'Where were you, Haku?' I ask him lightly when he turns around to get it. I'm working on Zabuza's legs, that do indeed twitch from time to time. It's hard work and I need to be secure but talking always helps me during surgery. It makes me worry less about what I'm doing, which ironically makes my hand move steadier.

'You weren't by coincide in the hospital last night, were you?' I ask him, hearing myself sound like my mentor for the first time. Strict, slightly angry and perhaps even a little disappointed.

I had worked hard to get that tone of voice out of her. I doubted Haku felt that way about me but I couldn't resist. I had to express my feelings somehow. I wanted to help him. Save him even.

'No,' he simply answers.
'Where you still in the room when I came out looking for you?' I ask him halting him once more. I can hear him take deep breath. Steady though, collected as if he was prepared to answer this questions.

'No, Zabuza said to get out and wait for him outside the hospital.'

'You let him in,' I realize saying it out loud.

'Yes,' he simply answers.

I get a chill when hearing his light-hearted response. His voice hadn't even wavered a little.

When I was alone in the room with Zabuza again, I stared at his face. Wondering what demon was hiding underneath those once white bandages and why I was helping this evil man recover. Was I aiding anyone by helping him?

For the first time ever, I actually pondered if it had any use to save this human being.

He was murderer who used innocent children as tools in his missions. If he were to recover, he'd continue his merciless voyage and if he were to be imprisoned, he would endure pain all over again before meeting death.

What was I doing?

I burry my face on a clean part of the matrass he's lying on while holding on to what I was doing. I was almost done. 'Just a little more,' I whispered to myself. Tomorrow he'd be gone.

As the hours passes us by, Zabuza stays out. He's gotten worse, not responding to anything I ask and has even developed a slight fever. I've only been able to take small naps while in between thinking of ways to make him get better quicker. Unfortunately I don't have the right supplies to give him an infuse nor has he been awake to give him any type of medication.

'I think he went a little overboard with the liquor…' I humorlessly joke to Haku. When he doesn't respond, I look around to see him half asleep on the floor.

'Haku, you need to rest too,' I tell him. He snaps his eyes open and shakes his head dismissively.
'I'm alright.'
'If you want to help him, you need to be in perfect health for him,' I explain to the boy. 'Go sleep.'
He thinks about it for a minute before nodding his head. I tell him he could use the spare room.

I hoped and prayed no ANBU entered this house tonight because I would have no idea how to explain this situation.

I let out another tiring sigh before letting myself drop down to my knees. Now that the kid was gone, I no longer felt the need to be so steady and self-composed.

What the hell had just happened in the past twenty-four hours?

I stare at the man's body, taking in how much bandages I had used to cover every cut and attack ANBU had unleashed on him. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon…
Even if the kid was in good shape, this guy wasn't going to be able to walk… and that would be for at least another two or three weeks depending on his healing ability. And that while hoping for no tragic setbacks either.

I again let my head rest on the sole clean part left on the matrass. I see how his breathing becomes a little irregular at this angle. I decide to get rid of the bandages around his mouth, those were unnecessary and solely there for the reason that if his mask should fall off or break during a mission his identity would be immediately revealed.

I then halt myself when touching his cheek. That would mean I would from here on out now how he looked like. Argh! Can't I even do the simplest of things without having to worry or get sucked into an even worse tragedy?

'Screw it,' I mutter to myself.

He's not that ugly. Not too good-looking either.

I judge his features for a moment but let out a yelp when he opens up his eyes. He slightly touches my hand before passing out again. As if he wanted to grab it but failed to find the strength to do so.

Though that was a good sign, he had just given me a heart-attack by reacting so agitatedly.

I slouch back into my former position watching him breath more steadily. I listen to his breathing and try to find some calmness inside of my trembling body. However I remember thinking a thousand thoughts before it all went black.

My neck hurts. I groan and let out a sigh, not finding the strength to move. I flutter my eyes open and see a hand resting in front of me. I immediately get up and look at the scenery. Yesterday came flooding back. I try to get up but my body is stiff and still feels too tired to move properly. The blanket on my shoulders is a sad consolation to how I am feeling. I want to curl up in a ball and just sleep.

By looking out of the tiny round window I can see it's early morning now. I briefly pondered what today would bring. It couldn't be more shocking then yesterday.

Ha, the contradicting thought that follows doesn't unease my soul. Nothing could surprise me from now on.

I decide to stop dwelling on my thoughts and check on my new, slightly enforced, patient.

Why was I always the one taking care of the predators instead of the victims?

My eyes wander over him and I can see a few bloodstained bandages. I would need to get new bandages from the hospital in order to keep those wounds clean. And I would have to do it without the knowledge of ANBU or my colleagues, I couldn't possible tell anyone about this.

Again, what had I gotten myself into?

I suddenly see him shiver and halt my worrying thoughts. Somehow I can turn the switch to doctor back on again. He's gotten a high fever. 'Damn it.'
There was one bloodstained bandage in particular I was worrying about and it was one of the three on his leg.
I bite my lip, it was just like the commander had said, he wasn't going anywhere with that leg.
It was getting infected and I didn't have anything around to treat it. I needed to get back to the hospital as soon as possible.

'First I need to ease your pain,' I mutter to the unconscious man. I look at my shoulders and see the blue blanket on them, realizing Haku must've put it on me. I smile affectionately when I think about him doing that. I take it off and stare at the pale face of the assassin, wondering why on earth such innocent beings end up with monsters like him. I throw the blank it on a clean spot on the floor.
I search the room for a painkiller but find nothing. I'm all out.

'I need to go get some, now! I can't have you going into shock!'

My heart has hardly been woken and it already starts to beat and go in overdrive. I let my hand rest on my heart, trying to calm it down. I give Zabuza Momochi a dirty look, 'You're so not worth it.'

'Doctor Haruno,' Haku's voice startles me but at the same time while seeing him my entire body calms down and recollects why I'm doing the crazy things I'm doing.

'You can call me Sakura,' I tell him again. I don't like it when people call me that in my own house, it sounds so formal. It is really rather unnecessary.

'I don't want to be rude,' he answers with a frown, as if he finds the idea a bit absurd.

I smile and shake my head, 'Not if I request it.'

He seems to agree to those words and gives me a small, approving, smile. I tell him his friend is becoming more sick. To my surprise Haku still has a bit of the medicine around that I gave him the first time. Apparently Zabuza told him to hold on to it and had decided to not use it all up.
Like a true shinobi, always ahead of things. He must've foreseen he might end up in trouble…
I bite my lip and take another look at the man, he looks so seemingly innocent lying there. Just like any other patient of mine. But I know better deep inside… I'm frightened of his waken form.

'I need to go,' I tell Haku. 'Keep the lights out. The only light that can be on is the candle burning in the attic,' I explain to him. 'It's impossible to see it from the tiny window outside, so don't worry.'
He nods before grabbing my hand when I turn around to leave.
'When will you be back?'
I sigh, hoping I'd be able to return quickly. 'As soon as I can… I'll tell them I'm still very tired and try to come home early.'
He seems relieved but I can tell he is worrying. I try to ease him. As soon as I run out the door and shut it behind me, I feel myself doing the same thing but for different reasons.

I would have to lie to the commander today. I would have to lie to everyone.

Today is different, I don't take the time to see the poverty in the streets. I ignore the black flaked houses, the sad faces. The atmosphere that is depressing and full of fear. When I enter the hospital, I don't even notice the clean scent because it is tampered. I feel like it is no longer present. I let out a small cry.

'You're back early. You should've taken a day off,' the nurse says behind me. Her voice startles me and I can feel how nervous I'm suddenly am.

'I don't want to…' I mutter. I hate lying.
'We're already in enough trouble, I don't want to take any risks from now on. How is Inui?' I then ask nonchalantly.
'Good, stable. Nothing to worry about there,' she mutters.
'Other things I should worry about?' I ask her cutting her off from saying anything else. As I blurt out the words, I realize how on edge I am.
'No,' she says finding the question a bit out. 'I was trying to ease you,' she snickers noticing my odd behavior. She places a hand on my shoulder, 'Don't worry, everybody in this village knows you are a good and decent doctor. You stand by your patients and this village. You'd never purposely hurt anyone.'
I'm a bit speechless and all I could find myself to do was nod and give her a grateful smile.
I just hoped I could still live up to those expectations in the future.

I do my rounds and it seems everybody is need of something. I postpone a visit to the commander for as long as I can. When I'm at his front door, I let out another sigh. Something I found myself doing a lot.
It's not warm day, yet I could feel myself sweating.

Just act like you always do, it isn't the first time you taken care patients from the opposing side. You're on neutral ground… Sort of.

I can't help but curse the dead old man, something distasteful to do but the urge is too strong. I was in this damn mess because of him.

I knock on the door lightly. I hear his gruff voice on the other side, confirming I could enter.

I smile when opening the door, a part of me is grateful to see his steady cold features. I make small talk, asking him how his night was and asking if he has heard of Rabbit yet. He shakes his head and stays silent, only giving me short answers. I don't know if he's being quieter than normal.
Then again, what is normal? I hardly know this guy!

'Is something the matter, Haruno?' he sternly asks.
The question shakes me and too late I realize I can't conceal how I feel. He sees me flinch.
'No.'
'You seem nervous,' he then says. 'You've straighten that spot five times now,' he says nodding his head towards my hand on the sheets at the end of the bed.
'I have?' I echo. I swallow the lump in my throat. 'It's just that…' I hold my breath.
I was about to betray his trust and it wasn't like me to do that. I asked myself why and if some random kid and a killer were worth it. Then my mind reminds me of all the times ANBU had betrayed me, killing my patients… ignoring their human rights and ignoring my pleas.
'I'm tired, and I'm stressing! and I'm worrying…' And I'm lying through my teeth to you. 'I guess I'm not functioning as properly as I told myself this morning,' I finished strongly.

'Hm.'
I swallow when I see him smirk, not knowing if this meant anything.

'I understand,' he tries to give me somewhat of a smile. 'A lot has happened for you. If you need to talk, about anything at all, please know you can.'

I nod my head hesitantly, doubting he'd have that much understanding for the truth if I would ever tell him.

'Inui is doing very well, he'll completely recover.'
'That is good news,' he nods approvingly. 'Don't worry,' he then said on an almost calming tone. 'Though the investigation is still going on right now, you are not our main concern.'
That was good to hear, at least that was one thing I'd have to worry less about.
'Our main goal for the moment is to get the assassin.'
One worry less, a thousand more to add, a sarcastic little voice viciously spoke.
I nod and bid him a good day while stressing he should keep resting and take care of himself.

I take deep breath when closing the door behind me. I can't believe I did it so easily. Lie.

I have just lied to the only man who can keep me save.

I let my shoulders drop and try to ease my mind. I had been rough situations before but I was finding myself on dangerous territory. I didn't know where I stood in the midst of all this chaos. I was trying to be myself by helping a little boy but at the same time I was taking bigger risks then I had ever taken before. But I couldn't just tell myself he wasn't worth it… I could see his big brown eyes before me.

They held something… sad. Lonely. Something I couldn't just ignore and let go.

And at the time I also had a predator in my house who had the same brown eyes, yet his were freighting cold and murderously dangerous.
I felt a shiver run down my spine.
And I had just lied to another pair of brown eyes, of which I couldn't measure. I had no idea what to think of the commander or what he even truly thought of me.

I guess I'm somewhere in the middle in all of this mess, I thought to myself. Ha, the sarcastic voice said, kind of like where you're always standing.

Let's just hope I can keep my balance,

I snapped back.

I still needed to get antibiotics and some painkillers or else I would end up with a dead assassin in my home. Hm, I have find a way to get that guy out of my house and keep Haku out of his clutches too.
That poor boy seemed so used to seeing blood and pain that it hardly still fazed him. For the first time since the Councilor had died, I actually thought about the consequences his dead could hold.

Would our country benefit from his dead? Would we finally walk away from bad decisions and much needed sacrifices, as he called it?
I wondered if Inui would get appointed to his position and what his ambitions were. He'd probably hold on to some of the old man's visions, as it was his mentor after all.
Yet I could not see the same harm in him as I did in the old man. At least right now he would experience the hurt and danger of war at first hand. Maybe that would make him realize how things had to change. And maybe the government would finally hurry up and stop this ongoing madness. Maybe this was all happening for a reason.

Oh, such frivolous thoughts. None of that matters right now, Sakura. You have bigger things to worry about. Besides it was a matter of time before an action of revenge would follow from our side and settle matters.

The end of the day was nearing and I had yet to sneak around and get the antibiotics. Since none of my fellow co-workers could know, it was going to be a lot more tricky. The fact that ANBU was all around, didn't make it easier. I somehow managed to keep my cool and with a simple excuse, I nonchalantly walked into our supply room.
'I need you,' I grab the bottle of antibiotics. 'Maybe two,' I mumbled while trying to put them in my pockets.
Damn, these were big and hard to hide.

I put each one of them in my pockets. It looked odd so I stuffed some bandages in there as well, they were at the top hiding the bottles.
Some painkillers… but I couldn't hide those, my pockets were too full. Normally I'd just take a bag and get what I needed but this time I wanted absolutely nobody to know… A bag would let the staff know I had taken some supplies home and perhaps make them question why I would do such a thing at the time like this… Or worse, what if ANBU wanted to see its content!

Just hold on to them and act normal. There for a patient! I repeatedly told myself.

Oh, I hate lying!

I take deep breath and grab the door-handle, repeating to myself to stay calm under any circumstances.

As I open the door, a blur of black suits pass me by. Of course, ANBU is snooping around on this floor! I sarcastically say to myself. I halt a moment before realizing I was going to be acting weird if I was planning to standstill in the middle of the doorway. So I shut the door behind me and avoid making eye contact. I do look in their direction but I don't meet any of them in the eye. My heart is thudding and I can feel my knees starting to tremble. Just turn around and go.

Without hesitation I start walking in the opposite direction. I almost felt relief wash over my body as I was reaching the stairs.
Almost.

'Haruno.'

His voice still sounded gruff. I swallowed the huge lump in my throat. I felt as if I had just been caught redhandedly. But I hadn't been caught doing anything wrong just yet, I told myself.
I let my shoulder fall and I nonchalantly turn around to face him. He was on crutches and looked kind of pale.

'Don't over-exhaust yourself, commander,' I tell him with slight strictness.
He eyes me head from head to toe, with slight frown on his face. Nevertheless, he directly meets my eyes when speaking up again.

'I was about to speak to Raccoon, he's awake.'

'Oh.' I don't know how I feel about that. I don't if I should start getting more nervous or not. This man knew the truth but I didn't know on whose side he was on. It had crossed my mind he was aware of Rabbit and the situation.
'W-would you like me to join you?' I ask him, hatting the waver that hit my voice.

'No, this is official. You're not allowed in the room,' he averts his eyes for a moment before looking at my stuffed pockets. An odd silence lingers between us and I can feel myself getting uneasy. 'Going home?'

The group of men standing behind him following our conversation wasn't helping either.

'Yes,' I nod, smiling tiredly. 'Getting some extra sleep will do me good.' I wanted to bid him a goodnight but he was quicker and cuts me off with a painfully obvious detail.

'Those are lot of painkillers,' he then points out.
Again I nod, slightly wavering. 'For a patient.'
'That's a lot for one,' he then says.
'Oh,' I mutter. I don't if I'm much of an actress but I hoped he was about to believe me. 'I've been feeling… very tired. I have had a lot headaches. Some of them are for me.'
I tried to "look" tired. Presumably I've looked tired all day since I've had hardly any sleep. But that didn't mean a trained man like him would believe me.

'You should take care of yourself,' he then says monotonously. I can't tell if he believes me or not. I can't figure this guy's mask out. It's made out of greater porcelain than the one he had been wearing.

'I will,' I nod and turn around, muttering him a goodnight.

'If you want to stay home for a few days, you can,' he says. 'I can send out a man to come get you when needed.'
I freeze up and my breath staggers. 'That's quite alright.'
I look over my shoulder to him, 'I have patients to tend… And I'm not letting what happen, happen twice. I will not walk away from responsibilities. Some good night sleep will do me just fine.'
'It's not a problem…'
It's almost as if he wants to come by my house.
I shake my head and bow it politely, thanking him for his kindness. It seems every time I think I've made it out, he asks me another question. Perhaps it was a technique.

'Who is the patient?' Nodding at my pockets and the painkillers. I can feel myself starting to sweat.
I'm so nervous.
'An old man… I need to drop by his house… he isn't capable of coming by the hospital anymore.' I mutter, feeling my cheeks burn. I hated lying. I hate it some much.
'You're good doctor.' He says startling me with a compliment. 'You work hard.'
'I do my best,' I answer. He just nods and turns around, leaving me trembling on my knees.

'Take care, Haruno.'
'Please, you too,' I answer lightly, trying to hide the tremble inside of me.

I don't think twice, I turn around and start walking. I'm not relieved this time until I'm out of the hospital.

I had a feeling I just got tested… and I had no idea if I had passed the test or not.

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