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Damage Control
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Another page. More writing. A frustrating growl emitted from a pink haired girl. Erase.A thrown pencil at the opposite wall, shattering on impact. Slamming the large book shut. The legs of a chair scraping against the floor.
"Haruno-sama, a patient for you has just arrived." Mai said, handing her superior a clip board that she didn't look at. But, that's fine, she never did anyway.
"It's a general check up, nothing too tasking, room two-thirty-seven." Mai smiled, which made Sakura smile. She liked this girl, she was always so happy, so filled with… light.
"Thank you Mai."
"Of course, Haruno-sama." The sound of boots clacking on the tiled, spotless hospital floor filled her mind, a chorus of greetings from her peers.
She arrived at the room, 237, second floor. Sakura opened the door, finally sparing a glance towards the patient information. But, it was much too late to turn back now, she realized with slight horror.
Patient: Uchiha Itachi
Sakura cursed her luck, (And lack of general observation) slapping on a smile.
"Uchiha-san." She greeted. Itachi gave a pleasant nod, sitting on the patients' bed, feet dangling, leaning on his palms behind him. His shirt already off, folded neatly at his side. Sakura tried her best not to stare (Ogle)
"Good afternoon, Haruno-san." He smiled. A part of Sakura's soul just died.
"You're exceptionally past due for a check up," She glanced at the charts again before regarding the elder Uchiha with a slightly flirtatious expression. "I mean really, thirteen, Uchiha-san?"
Itachi laughed slightly, a light blush of slight embarrassment dusting his cheeks. "Well, you know, I've been busy."
"For seven years?" She challenged, an easy smile present on her face. "Well, I guess this session will just be a bit more detailed then I had planned. We'll start off with the basics. Are you feeling alright? Any lightheadedness, dizziness?"
"I feel fine." He answered.
"You're taking care of your body, right? Not over doing training, going straight to the hospital after missions?"
"Yes, I am." Sakura examined his chest a little.
"Well, I can't see any recent scars. Please, lie down Uchiha-san." Itachi did as he was instructed, watching as his little brother's teammate set the clipboard on a chair before placing her delicate, scared hands over his chest, a light green glow surrounding her palms. She closed her eyes, moving her hands up and down his abdomen.
"Things seem to be alright," She reported. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to check on the status of your eyes."
Itachi looked positively taken aback. "I…I'm sorry, no one has ever asked me that before. Do…Do you know how…?"
"I've studied the Sharingon for a very long time, Uchiha-san, Sasuke and Kakashi-sensei rather depend on my knowledge in the deterioration process and my abilities to reverse it." She smiled. Itachi stared.
"Re…reverse it?" Sakura nodded.
"Yes, it's very meticulous, long work, but I can handle it perfectly fine. Would you like me to check on your condition?" Itachi looked reproachful, slightly cringing away from her hands.
"I'm sorry, Haruno-san, my eyes-"
"-Are probably withering away as we speak. I know how often you use your Sharingon, Uchiha-san, especially the Mangekyo, I know you understand the risks and I'm sure I have made it very clear that I can help you keep your sight past the age of thirty. Please, let me asses the damage." A heavy mood hung over the room, Itachi remained unresponsive, shock still evident on his face. And then, Sakura suddenly broke out into a smile.
"Okay, fine," She pulled away and it was only then that both parties realized how close they had been. "I'll put you on the list for an eye-exam later next week, Sasuke has a session with me too, once every three weeks for him, so you can sit in and watch if you want, and then you can decide if you'll trust me. Okay?" Her smile was contagious, wrapping itself around Itachi until he was chocking.
Itachi nodded. "Okay." Her grin grew.
"Okay, well then, Uchiha-san, everything else checks out, I'll tell Sasuke to bring you with him next week."
"I'll see you then, Haruno-san." Sakura walked out the room, closing the door with a soft click. Itachi sat on the hospital bed, still in thought. Haruno Sakura was something else, he concluded, she was feisty, strong, impeccably smart. And when her chakra was gently probing his body, he felt a certain relaxation that he has never experienced with any previous medic.
Itachi smirked as he readied himself to leave the hospital. Looks like his little brother just might have to fight him for Haruno Sakura after all.
A/N: This one was fun to write :)
Reviews are highly appreciated, as always.