Drabbles
Chapter 1: I can Hardly Breath, I need a Doctor.
He was fucking losing his mind, it was unbelievable. No one could do that to him, he had made sure of that years ago, then why was this happening? Why was she able to do all of this to him?
He had been on his own for so long, he knew how to take care of himself, he didn't need anyone to bring him back to life, because he was already void inside. It was something he had given up a long time ago.
He had the money, the resources, the connections, the intelligence to make it happen, to make sure he never felt this way for anyone, but now as he closed his eyes and sighed out loud he could not help but to think of what had gone wrong.
One minute he had been at the bar with his obnoxious best friend, the fucking Dobe and the next minute he had found her, singing in-tone at the karaoke bar on the other side of the bar. Maybe it was her voice that appealed him at first, it reminded him so much of his mother, his dead mother.
He could have easily turned around at that second, he knew that. Maybe it was the pink hair she had that made him snort or was it her outfit? Who wore a bright yellow jumper at a bar and red heels? He wanted to snort when she turned around and almost fell on the chair, clumsy woman.
She smiled at a man near her and he narrowed his eyes, so she was taken. What was the big deal? It was not as if she was very alluring as it was. Even if she had a pretty smile and pretty green eyes, what was the big fucking deal?
He had ordered a scotch on the rocks and watched with onyx eyes as she left her group of friends and walked towards the bathroom, where he followed carefully and yet confidently. That was another mistake.
Instead of entering the men's bathroom, he followed her into the women's stalls and found her washing her hands, when she looked up and gasped he knew he was smirking, because she was blushing and he was already heading towards her.
And damn it, as he laid on the bed he knew he had made so many mistakes, but he did not regret any of them. The smell lingered on the air and he sat up when she walked in wearing only a pair of pink underwear and his white shirt on her, in her hands a tray with breakfast. He smirked at her smile, she was always this way.
They weren't together in a relationship, he knew it was wrong to keep giving her hopes but he now knew that it was just too hard to not have her by his side everyday- every hour. It was sickening, but she always consented and even though he knew as he looked at the clock on the wall that they both would be late, he knew he rather liked her over his job. Which made him cringe inward, but the moment she smiled and laid beside him while eating from the wooden bed tray and picking up a strawberry to slowly bite it, while watching Grey's Anatomy, he knew he was more than whipped.
Because he was Sasuke Uchiha and she was Sakura Haruno. "Sasuke-kun, we must hurry, I have surgery at 5 o'clock and I need to lock up right after you go", she said and blushed when caught his eyes in a heated and intense way.
"Be my doctor", it was not a romantic declaration but she understood the meaning under it. "Of course, Sasuke-kun", and with a tender kiss to the cheek he knew he had done the right thing.
Yay! I updated another story! man, I'm on a roll ;) This is a short, (exageratedly short) drabble from the song "I need a Dr", from Eminem.
Love you guys, thanks for all the support! Please review. I'm dissapointed I haven't heard of ANY reviews for this story. :(
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