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Chapter 4: My Way

Sakura walked with Sasuke down the road for several blocks. It wasn't far from the hospital, what a surprise, but it was a big place. Expensive, as he remembered the area.

She opened the lobby door by intercom, speaking to the security guard inside. They walked in, their shoes squeaking on the checkered tiled floors and rode the elevator to the top. The music was as boring and uninventive as all elevators were prone to, and they stood together slightly awkwardly but too tired to let it bother them.

When the doors opened to the fifth and final floor, it revealed a small red carpeted hallway with one window only two doors on either side. Sakura turned and went to the door farthest from the elevator and stuck her key in the lock. It opened to a spacious condo with redwood floors and white walls. Sakura clearly didn't spend much time there, but it was her sanctuary, her escape from the harder parts of life. And now she had someone intruding in it.

She dropped her keys in a stained-glass bowl and hung her light jacket, turned as he did the same with his. She kicked her shoes off and stepped up onto the wood floors, walking towards the kitchen. "You can feel free to watch TV if you want. I don't have much food, but you can buy some. Tsunade sent me a message saying you'll be getting monthly allowance, but not pay, until I say that you're working well enough for it."

"Hn."

She pushed down her annoyance and opened the door. She saw nothing but leftover takeout, brown apples, beer, soda, and a few bottles of sake.

"Well…I can't feed you, but if you're thirsty, there's plenty to drink."

Sasuke shrugged and took the offered beer. Sakura popped the top on her own and sighed after the ice cold drink wet her throat. "I'll show you your room."

She brought him down one of the halls, turned and pointed down the opposite hall from them. "Laundry room is that way, as well a guest bedroom." The she turned left pointed through an open door. "Bathroom." She said simply and then stopped at one of the two doors.

"This is your room," she opened it and moved to allow him into the blue decorated room. It held a spacious bed, a TV, and a desk. "The door across the way is mine." She pointed over her shoulder. "I'll leave you to it. If Naruto calls go ahead and talk to him. I need to sleep."

With that, she left him to his own devices and went into her bedroom.

Sasuke sighed as he looked around the room. It was not going to be comfortable with Sakura for a long time.

He figured he needed a shower, but had no clothes except for the ones on his back, given to him by Tsunade, so he figured he'd just wash them.

When he was done with the clothes, he went to the shower. It was warm and gave him great relief that he hadn't had in a long time. It had been years since he had a normal shower. He usually bathed in a river, or if he was lucky, a bath, but never for long. But Sasuke wasn't on the run anymore; he was no longer searching for his brother.

So what now?

He hand no idea what he was going to do with his life. Maybe that was alright? He just had no clue.

Sasuke just decided to let it go. Obviously he had only one goal now and that was to get out of the damn hospital.

He shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. He looked down at the towels and realized he'd have to walk through the house naked to put his clothes into the dryer. Well, Sakura was in her room, likely sleeping, so he had nothing to worry about.

Sasuke wrapped it around his hips and held it up, loosely as he opened the door and walked down the hall. The laundry door was open still, so he walked in and closed it behind. When he turned around he came face to face with Sakura and she was red as a cherry.

"S-Sasuke!?" she screeched. "W-why the hell aren't you dressed?"

He raised a single eyebrow as a droplet of water fell out of his hair. "And that's not obvious?" he said it easily, but in truth, he was getting a little turned on by Sakura's own appearance.

She was wearing little black shorts that rode high on her thighs and a teeny little white shirt, minus a bra. The room was chilly, so he had to force himself to focus on her eyes, lest they travel a little bit south to the slight peaks that-

God damnit! He was getting hard.

Sakura refused to let herself ogle his hard muscled and body. She was mortified enough.

Earlier she'd poked her head out her door and, hearing the shower, she assumed she was safe to zip down the hall, across the main area, and into the laundry room to wash her work blouses. When she opened the washer and saw black clothes, she knew they were too large for her. That was the moment when she regretted running out with her lightly-clothed body.

She gained her voice and looked away with a blush across her face. "Um…I put your clothes in the dryer. I was just leaving." With that she turned and twisted the washer on to clean her own clothes. In that moment she exposed her tiny cloth-wrapped ass, he had to doing something about it.

Sakura tried to scurry past him, but he snatched her arm and pulled her forward to him. She had no time to think once his lips locked onto her own. His mouth was hot and urgent and she actually melted into his embrace, despite herself. His aching hands roamed down over her ass, the one that had been teasing him for a day and a half, and squeezed, causing her to gasp into his mouth.

He pushed her against the door as her hand ensnared his hair. God, she was everything he needed! Her body heated his and gave him a purpose he wanted to pursue with all his might.

A voice in the back of her head told her not yet and she tried to push him away, but he took it as encouragement and one of his hands snared her breast. Her head was overheating and sizzling as she weakly reached up and grabbed his hair with both hands…and pulled.

He yelped despite himself and looked down at her with eyes wild and his Sharingan blazing with his emotions. Sakura nearly caved in and allowed him to continue, but she knew if they laid together so soon after seeing each other, she could never forgive herself.

"Sasuke…" She whimpered and he dove in for another, swift kiss that stole the breath from her lungs.

"I'll stop." He said, quietly and released her. It took her a moment to gain the will to leave him like that, but she forced herself to. Turning, she hand a hand on the door knob when he pressed himself into her back and their bodies matched perfectly like a puzzle. Perfect analogy…she thought and let him hold her hips and her body to his. She could feel just how aroused he was.

"This is going to be finished soon, Sakura." He whispered into her ear, his hot breath teasing her.

"Finished…" she whispered so softly, he almost didn't hear her. That gave her the will to pull away and open the door. She closed it, leaving him with the aftermaths of pent up desire with no outlet for release.

This is going to be finished soon, Sakura…

She hated herself. He still didn't want her! Well, he wanted her, but he didn't want to keep her, stay with her, to save her from herself.

Dejected, she walked to her room and shut the door. She was an insomniac; she just couldn't sleep when she needed it more than anything. She might have fallen, exhausted, into her bed before the interlude with Sasuke, but now…she'd be lucky to sleep an hour.

Morning came too soon and she got up, groggy and tired as usual. She stumbled to her own bathroom and flipped on the switch. Her eyes were a bloodshot and even darker and shallower than the day before. Damn it…She couldn't understand anything about her feelings, her reactions, hell, anything that had to do with Sasuke at all. He was an enigma to her.

Sakura took a shower, tied up her hair and put on makeup to cover some of the gray. She walked into her room and put on her uniform. Her new black pants were low on her hips, an experiment to see if they'd be more comfortable, and pulled on her white button up shirt.

With a yawn, she did up the buttons and slipped on her shoes. Done, she opened her door and eyed Sasuke's, hoping it wouldn't open. She slipped down hallway silently and snatched a notepad. She wrote quick and left it on the table where she was sure he'd see it. Screw Tsunade, she was going in early.

At barely eight in the morning, the streets of Konoha were already alive and buzzing, and she stopped at a peddler to grab a meat bun. She had barely eaten the day before and she gladly ate the warm pastry.

The hospital was quiet, thankfully, and she, discreetly, signed into her 'early' shift. As if Tsunade was right around the corner she punched the clock and hid her card behind another, just in case.

She hung one up for Sasuke so he would see it; he would just have to ask for help if he needed it.

Sakura walked swiftly to her office, unlocked the door and walked in. She moved across her 'secretary's' room and opened her own door. The fluorescent lights flickered on dimly as she stepped across to her coffee pot.

She emptied the old coffee from the pot in the other room's sink and filled it with water. She still didn't make very good coffee, which often turned out too strong or too thin. Somehow Hinata was perfect at it, which made her regret Tsunade's decision a little.

Sakura flicked on the machine and turned to her computer. Not willing to work with it just yet. She checked her planner for any scheduled appointments, which were none, thanks to Tsunade, so she went to look for Hinata herself, to beg for something to do.

Damn it, she was the Senior in Command of all the doctors and nurses in the building and she should have the say of hours done! She shouldn't have to ask her subordinates for something to do!

She spotted Hinata's new office across from her own, lights on, so she walked through the open door. "Morning!" she said, easily, trying to wheedle.

"I am sorry, Sakura-chan." The Hyuga said, genuinely. "Tsunade-sama told me you would try to work, but she said you need rest." At that point, Hinata rose from her seat and walked around to her friend. "Ah…off the book, Sakura, you do need take it easy."

The pink-haired medic heard but ignored the words. She knew she was working herself to the bone, but what else could she do!? She had chosen to save lives, not take or protect them like an ANBU or a normal ninja.

She felt no urge to do anything else but work, be bored at home, or see her friends when they were free at the same time. Her parents had both died, and so that ruled that out seeing them as well.

"Hinata, I know I work way too much. Just trust me here." She said. "I am a doctor, like you, and I know what my limits are."

The young Hyuga woman wrung her hands together. "I-I don't know if I should…"

"Oh please, Hinata! I promise you won't be sorry."

"W-Well…um." She looked up at Sakura's pleading eyes, knowing she shouldn't. But she did.

Sakura walked out, proudly with a clipboard of the single patient Hinata had allowed. She knew the time was set for ten and the patient only needed a check up and physical exam.

She did paperwork and ordered a new computer while she waited and stood up once nine fifty rolled around. She walked down the halls to the room where such exams were conducted and opened the door. She had the stethoscope around her neck and her folder in hand and she opened it, not yet reading the stats, and said, "How long has it been since your last check up Mr….." Her eyes froze on the name on the paper and she felt the incredible urge to kill. "Uchiha." She hissed and looked up to see him smirking and impossibly sexy on the paper of the exam table.

"Dr. Haruno." He said easily.

Damn you to hell Hinata!!

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