A/N: sorry for the totally long wait! Yeah...i had troubles with the computer and then well i kinda lost my spunk for naruto oh and i though this story was retarded, I'm retarded for writing this and i sure as hell should delete this pieced of crap... well my serious side took over. then again my stupid side is wayyyyyyy stronger, and yeah, it won... the reason why i'm publishing this now (as I'll see, this is not a completely finished chappy......) is that i hadn't updated this in like too long. the chapter isn't finished cuz i broke my leg and now my mom is pissed, she's forbidding me from the computer, anime, cosplaying, meeting and talking to my cosplay friends. I'm in deep shit now.. so cuz i don't know when I'll be online, considering everybody wants to make my life miserable, I'm posting this now.

End of the autoress bitching.

Oh and thank you very much for the reviws, favs and alerts!! i'm sorry if i didn't reply u, but i just recently found out that i could reply... :D now i don't remember to whom i've replied. i'm just that stupid xD


Scrip, shred, ... scrip. Tsunade's office was full of shredded paper. If anyone didn't know better, you could think that there was a wild party held at the hokage's tower and now the sannin was left to clean the 'confetti' mess. Yeah right, like Tsunade would clean. And Jiraya was writing stories for little kids.

"There goes the evil paperwork." lady Tsunade said loudly. The said woman was now busy ripping the 'evil' paperwork and creating a real mess in her office as well. They had a janitor right? Never mind, she had Shizune - that woman was good for everything. Stopping in her work Tsunade thought. Nooo... Shizune wasn't fit for everything. The woman wouldn't do her part of the paperwork (by 'her part' the blond hokage meant all of it) and sometimes she would throw fits and other displays of her short temper.

The door creaked. Ah, speak of the devil; Shizune was standing right in the doorway. The brunette was a little dumbstruck when seeing Tsunade's office. After a couple of seconds, when the information finally reached her brain, Shizune bravely marched into the office.

"Lady Tsunade! What do you think your doing?" the woman yelled outraged. She'd left the hokage for less than two minutes and the said leader of the village hidden in the leaves was already slacking off or doing something equally worthless; the other medic couldn't actually understand what the hokage was up to. Wait, pieces of ripped paper?

"Don't you dare yell at me, Shizune!" the hokage snarled. "And if you must know, I'm working." the blonde woman proudly stated pointing to the large stacks of paper. "And working hard if I do say so myself," she added picking up yet another piece of paper.

'Tsunade...working?! Has the world come to an end??' Shizune fanatically thought. Then the dark haired woman noticed Tsunade holding some piece of random paper. The sheet was yellow, probably from old age, or tea stains, Shizune decided. Taking a closer look the woman saw the date.

"Tsunade-sama! Are those papers from my desk? What are you doing, they're here for shredding!" Shizune grabbed one pack of pressed papers." they're going directly to the shredder!"

"Well that's what I've been doing!" the hokage screamed, ready to go after Shizune.

"Lady Tsunade, don't you have anything better to do? Like running the village or pissing the elders perhaps?" Shizune enquired.

Tsunade placed her palm over her forehead, pretending to be deep at thought. After a very awkward minute Tsunade's face brightened and her hand smacked the poor wooden, newly cracked, table.

"Nope, sorry, already done that Shizune," then the hokage faked a really sincere and apathetic smile." Some other time, okay?"

Not affected by Tsunade's shenanigans Shizune waltzed out of the office with the old papers and came in again to get the rest of them. The woman couldn't imagine how the hokage brought all those papers into her office. Seriously, the package must have weighed two tons! And simply in two minutes Tsunade made a mess that would take two hours to clean up. Yes, Tsunade was really the hokage for a reason.

'I think I liked her better when she just gambled away all our money,' Shizune whined in her head. 'At least then I didn't have to carry heavy stacks of papers, do paper work – again those damned papers! Is paper ruining my life??'

"I said leave the rest here!" the voice snapped the assistant out of her thoughts. It was quite funny how the woman didn't notice a pissed Tsunade waving some random paper at her face. Hitting her loyal companion with the paper, the hokage sighed.

"Next time I'll put chakra in it." Tsunade warned." Now bring all those old papers from the storage room here." She waved her hand off in dismissal.

"Seriously, Lady Tsunade, don't you have anything better, more important to do? The other medic inquired through clenched teeth.

"What's more important than paperwork? You said so yourself." the hokage sarcastically laughed. "Come to think of it, I'm going to the hospital, it's almost Sakura's shift and I must see her." Tsunade made a beeline to fetch her coat. After gussying up at the mirror she walked through the door, closing it with a big 'bang'.

Sighing Shizune inspected the office. Empty sake bottles, mountain-high paper stacks on the desk were a usual sight. This time, in addition to all of the above, were ripped sheets of paper and stacks of compressed paper on the floor as well. Sighing again, Shizune wondered how in the world Tsunade managed to move in her office – the entire floor was white from the papers.

"Well, no point in staying here," the medic said out loud. Carefully trying not to step on the white and yellow papers, Shizune slowly headed to the only door in the entire office. Right when she was about to open the door, someone beat her to it. The door collided with her head and the assistant was sent spinning into the stacks of paper. Luckily the old paperwork cushioned her fall, oh and she didn't get a paper cut. The only thing that was painfully throbbing was her head.

"Oh, Shizune! The door's a bit hard to open sometimes." Tsunade smiled apathetically. Then her face became stern and the hokage cleaned her throat. "I forgot. Clean the whole office while I'm gone, you made quite a mess there." She said pointing with her index finger to the fallen and knocked down stacks of paper.

Shizune glared at the closing door. Rubbing her aching head she stood up. Now the brunette didn't care if she knocked down some papers – the damage was already done. Glaring at the door for the last time, Shizune picked a handful of papers.

"I really wish she started gambling again."


At the other side of the town, a pink haired girl slept soundly. That was, of course, until her alarm clock rang with that brain scrambling ring. Sakura, being a perfectly healthy teenager, did what other teens would have done – smashed the clock with her chakra enhanced fist. After some fifteen minutes or so (she couldn't really tell, because her alarm clock was broken) the kunoichi surfaced from her cozy bed. Yawning Sakura pondered what day today was. If she could recall correctly, she usually had her shifts at the hospital on the first Tuesday of the month and every other day except Fridays, Mondays and Sundays.

Getting a bit angry with herself that she didn't have some kind of a calendar or a schedule, Sakura sighed. "…to hell with the shift. I'll just go there, it's not like the nurses will kick me out, they'll be happy to have free labor…."

Stretching like a feline, Sakura gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom. After an uneventful shower (she didn't slip on a bar of soap like last time) the rosette decided to please her stomach first. Her kitchen was fairly small, but Sakura didn't mind that much. The room was plain – fridge and other electric appliances on the left and a white table on the right. The only thing that attracted the eye was wooden decorations everywhere and the really old looking white table.

Opening the fridge the medic took a carton of milk. Not sniffing it firstly, Sakura took a good gulp of the white substance. Instantly, the sour taste made her gag. Rushing to the sink, the girl spat everything out. Coughing a little Sakura glared at the carton of milk.

'Stupid cows...'

'Check the date, then drink it!' Inner Sakura roared

'Well you could have mentioned that before, you know!' Sakura replied just as viciously. Her inner persona was more like a nuisance than a help. All they ever did was argue and just seldom the 'inner persona' gave Sakura some advice. Unless it was about boys. Inner Sakura couldn't shut up when it came to guys.

'What am I, your mother?' Inner Sakura stuck out her tongue.

Deciding she wasn't hungry anymore, Sakura went to was her teeth again. The sour milk left a… a… really sour taste in her mouth!

'This would never have happened if my mother was here…' the medic absentmindedly dreamed.

'Maybe, but there sure as hell wouldn't be any of the good stuff!' Inner Sakura countered holding something that looked like the box of chocolates she ate last week. Oh wait, that was yesterday's dose of sweets.

Haruno Maya was a very strict woman. She was a real pedant and hated when things didn't go her way. Well basically she hated when people didn't do what she ordered them to do and think for themselves. She and Kakashi really didn't see eye to eye. On the other hand, it wasn't like Maya didn't think for herself – the woman never listened to anybody, it was just that she thought she was always right and everybody who didn't think so were just retarded. Sometimes Sakura was just too happy her mother had decided she had enough of the 'shitty village with safety issues' and gone to some snobby mountain resort village. With her poor father. Lord, spare him some sanity.

Spitting the now-not-so-very-minty toothpaste, Sakura turned to leave. Locking the front door (a habit she picked up from her paranoid mother), the medic disappeared in the crowd, heading to the hospital.


mmmh, i think this will be one of those stories with man chapters, but minimum plot, but hey, I'm only working with half of my brain!.. -_- if only my serious side would come back...T.T

oh, and if i edit this story, will my reviews for the edited chapter disappear?

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