A/N:The What Girl has made it to 100 reviews! Woot! I am so grateful to everyone who has reviewed, faved, and alerted. Sorry for the late update (Sunday) but I have been working on chemistry all weekend. I hope everyone enjoys the chapter and please don't forget to review. I really value your feedback. Also, an important point in this chapter is that this clinic can perform minor outpatient procedures. For story sake, this clinic can perform emergency procedures when deemed necessary.

The What Girl?

Chapter 6: Coming Together

When she was a little girl, she had always imagined that she would end up falling in love with a fairy prince. At the age of 12, she had met her "fairy" prince in the form of Sasuke Uchiha.

He had been the most popular boy in all of Konoha. He was good looking, smart, and absolutely adorable. She had followed him relentlessly for about a year until that one fateful day where he told her to stop following him.

She had been crushed.

Her dream of marrying the prince and living happily ever after had gone up in smoke.

Eventually, she and Sasuke became friends. In fact, as time went on she wondered just what she saw in Sasuke in the first place. Sure, he was incredibly handsome but he was cold at times.

It was one of the traits she loved in him as a person.

Sasuke was straightforward and honest.

He didn't believe in playing with another person's emotions. He told things as how he saw it which was one of the reasons why she liked him in the first place.

But, as she was pulled through the crowd leading to the clinic. Her mind inadvertently went back to the list she had made as a child. If she was honest with herself then Itachi fit those traits to a point.

As the door to the clinic opened and another hand reached out to sturdy her, Sakura was caught off guard by the concerned look on Itachi's face.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly as he finally let go of her hand.

It was within this moment that Sakura had finally noticed that they had been holding hands the entire time.

She groaned as the thought of tomorrow's headline flooded her brain.

'Why couldn't the paparazzi mind their own business?'

"I am fine, Itachi." She said softly as she stepped away from the concerned male. She looked to her side and noticed her fellow physician Shizune watching the scene with a small smile on her face.

She groaned. She knew that look.

Shizune wasn't a gossip by any means but that didn't stop her from gossiping like a hen with her mentor, Tsunade.

"How are you doing, Sakura?" Shizune said softly as she looked at the pink haired woman in concern.

She knew fame was a new thing for the woman and she was concerned with how well she was holding up. She knew Sakura wasn't very good with stress even though she hid it very well.

She had known Sakura for a number of years and could read her like a book.

Granted, her position as a psychiatrist granted her that ability.

She could tell by the dark circles under bright jade eyes that the woman hadn't been sleeping. She made note to report what she saw to Tsunade as soon as possible.

"I'm fine, Shizune."

"I don't believe you."

"Hn." Sakura said absently as her mind continued to float a million miles away.

"Sayuri came in early this morning with an infection." Shizune said quietly as she finally locked eyes with the jade physician.

"Is she alright?" Sakura said with concern as she thought of her long time patient,Sayuri.

"Kabato believes she should have minor surgery but otherwise she is fine."

Sakura let out a sigh of relief. She would hate to be the one to operate on the sickly six year old.

"That is very..."

The sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted the two women as they looked over to notice the group of nurses that surrounded the dark haired actor.

Sakura smirked and then shook her head in wonder.

Itachi drew women to him like moths to a flame. Or for a better reference like Jiraya to porn. She was fairly sure that it was some type of inherited Uchiha male trait which drew these women to them.

Sasuke had that same effect even though he didn't care for such things at all.

"Are you going to help him?" Shizune asked as she watched the easy smile that slid across the actor's face. She was fairly sure that Itachi had cleared his throat in some pathetic attempt for Sakura to save him.

As she stared at the young actor, Shizune smiled at how striking the two looked as couple the minute they walked through the door. Sakura never really talked about her personal life, such as who she was dating, but she hadn't been surprised to see the young Uchiha declare his love for the young doctor on television.

Sakura was a good person.

She just needed a reminder sometimes.

She turned to Sakura to notice the soft smile on the woman's face as she watched Itachi squirm around the women.

"Sakura?"

"Hm?"

"I think you should go help him."

Shizune watched the emotions play across her friend's features.

Giddiness?

Sadness?

Anger?

Jealousy?

Shizune paused.

'Was that really jealousy she saw in Sakura's eyes?'

She had no time to dwell on the thought as the pink haired woman shot forward like Goku in the middle of Dragonball Z. She watched as the pink haired woman stomped forward with only one direction in mind.

Shizune smiled.

Incredible.

She just had to tell Tsunade about this!

In his many years of being an actor, he was used to being approached.

Normally, he would enjoy a few moments with a fan to speak with them, pose for a picture, or even sign an autograph. But, as he looked around the huge circle of women surrounding him, he could think of one thing.

Claustrophobia.

He understood that he had many fans, as well as enemies but this was quite ridiculous.

The way the women surrounded him reminded him of a pack of lions waiting to jump their prey.

He could have swore he saw a predatory look in one nurse's bright green eyes before a soft hand reached in to pull him from the fray.

Relief filled his veins as a soft hand wrapped around his own to pull him away from the packs of nurses. He looked up into the bright jade eyes of his savior with a smile.

Sakura had come in to save him?

How convenient.

"Ladies, you have to find your own man." Sakura said softly to the women as she continued to stroke his arm.

The warm feel of her hand was enough to calm his ragged nerves as he watched her in her own element.

It was highly entertaining.

"But, Sakura-chan we were only welcoming him!" One nurse pouted before a lustful gleam filled her blue eyes.

The hand around his own clenched as Sakura turned to him with a smile.

"Luna, you weren't welcoming him. You were groping him! I will not allow you do such a thing to my Itachi!"

The room filled with silence as the women looked down in shame.

"It is perfectly alright, Sakura." A smooth tenor said with a smile as he continued to hold her hand. "I do apologize for inconveniencing you ladies."

The women blushed as they looked over at the handsome actor who looked delicious enough to eat.

Sakura had no idea just how lucky she was.

"We are sorry, too Itachi." One nurse said softly.

A handsome smile slid across the award winning actor's face.

Sakura frowned as she noticed quite a few faces swooning over Itachi once he smiled.

Her left hand tightened around his once again before she began to speak.

"Luna, I need those charts for the patient in room 6. As for the rest of you, you should get back to work! Itachi is not here to be pretty and look around. He is here to actually help!"

"Yes, Dr. Haruno!" The women said before the group dispersed.

The two stood there for a few moments, fingers entwined before Itachi began to speak.

"Hn. Does this mean we are dating now?"

A scoff left the bubblegum haired doctor's lips as she turned to the man who had been a pain in her ass for the last few days.

"Pssh. Itachi, no offense but you just aren't my type."

Dark eyebrows rose in minor surprise before a serious expression crossed his features.

"Hn. Am I defective?"

'No!' threatened to slip from her lips as noticed the serious look in his eyes. Her heart fluttered in her chest as she noticed just how attractive Itachi really was.

Did she really think this handsome man wasn't her type?

"It has nothing to do with you being defective, Itachi. It has everything to do with the fact that we are from different worlds."

"Hn. If you allow me to prove to you just how similar we are then I would be inclined to pursue this thing between us."

Bubbly laughter filled the corridor.

"Itachi, we had one dinner and all of a sudden we are similar? I am not sure what you have been drinking but I am not famous. You are! When are you going to get it through your head that I did not ask for any of this!" She snapped.

Silence filled the air once again as unsaid words lingered between the two.

Before he got a chance to answer that statement, a loud beeping sounded filled the small area.

"Shit!" She cursed loudly as she grabbed the pager.

He could only watch in minor fascination as Sakura dropped his hand and shot forward without so much as a goodbye.

He was tempted to follow but the urgency of the moment stopped his progress.

He was highly aware that Sakura was an in demand physician and this was what she was called to do.

As he looked around and noticed the rushing of the staff, Itachi went over to the small waiting room and did the one thing he could do at the moment. He sat and waited.

It was the least he could do.

Five hours later, one exhausted pink haired woman dragged her feet down the small hallway leading to the outside waiting area.

Her heart was heavy and tears threatened to slip down her cheeks as she drew closer and closer toward the exit.

Her patient, Sayuri, had been a young child of the age of six who had been fighting a long battle with childhood leukemia.

She fought back tears the entire time as she continued to work on the child even though it was too late. Her heart was breaking and all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry.

Sayuri had been a youthful six year old who she enjoyed working with. She was astounded that a young child could be so brave in her condition. She remembered the times where Sayuri had promised to become big and strong when she grew up.

A tear slipped down her cheek as she realized that Sayuri wouldn't get to have that chance after all.

"Damn that Kabuto!" She whispered.

She stood outside the door leading to the lobby and wiped away her remaining tears in order to tell Sayuri's family the news. She couldn't very well break down with them. She had to been strong.

For her.

For Sayuri.

She pushed open the opposing doors and walked toward the waiting room in a slow stride. She could see the bright, blond hair of Sayuri's mother as she stepped a little closer.

She was preparing to speak when she noticed a certain dark haired actor talking with Sayrui's mother as if they were long lost friends.

For a moment, she was startled.

Itachi had many hats, apparently.

One moment, he acted like a shy, nervous actor. The next moment a confident, suave lady killer, and the next moment he was a compassionate man with a heart of gold.

As she watched the two continue to speak, completely oblivious of her presence, she began to wonder which Itachi was the "real" Itachi Uchiha.

She pushed the irritating thought of wanting to figure him out to the back of her mind as she took another step forward.

She could see the young woman's eyes light up in surprise as she stepped forward.

The two people stood as she swallowed the lump at her throat.

She hated this part.

It was the one portion of her job she hated the most.

"Hi, Dr. Haruno! I was just speaking to your boyfriend Itachi. He is such a nice guy." She remarked as her blue eyes twinkled in merriment.

Silence filled the area as Sakura struggled to speak over the lump in her throat.

The woman noticed Sakura's expression and froze like a dear in headlights. She approached the subject tentatively, like a woman in need of confirmation but not quite sure if she wanted to hear it.

"Dr. Haruno, are you okay? Is Sayuri alright?" The woman said softly as she looked down at her hands.

Nervous energy filled the room before the young doctor began to speak.

"Sayuri...she... had complications during surgery."

A silence filled the room before the young doctor continued once more.

"At 3:25pm, her heart stopped beating in the middle of emergency surgery."

A loud, choked gasp filled the waiting area as the young woman looked back at her in shock.

"But wait! I thought this was only a minor outpatient surgery!" The woman screeched loudly before Itachi stepped forward and took her hand.

Crystalline tears slipped down the woman's cheeks as she squeezed Itachi's hand in helplessness.

"It was. But, since Sayuri had so much damage there was nothing we could do."

A loud sob escaped the distraught mother as the news of her only child being dead rocked the 24 year old woman's world. Strong arms wrapped around the woman as loud sobs continued along the corridor.

"My baby. My baby!" She sobbed onto Itachi's shoulder.

Tears slipped down Sakura's cheeks as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the young woman also.

"Why didn't you take her to the hospital! Why didn't you take her to the hospital?" The woman screeched as she fell even further into despair.

"I am so sorry for your loss. Sayuri was a wonderful child."

The loud sobs continued as the young woman began to tremble.

"No! No!" she screamed hysterically.

Worried green eyes locked with peaceful onyx as he gave an nondescript nod.

She knew what he was doing and she was grateful for it. He was giving her the opportunity to compose herself. Her heart burst with gratitude as she took a step away from the sobbing woman and turned on her heel to walk down the corridor.

She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she turned toward a small unused hall. She had to get away. She couldn't stand the feel of eyes on her when she felt so vulnerable.

She raised her hands to her eyes as the tears escaped. She tried to hold it together but she could feel that woman's pain from losing her only child. She knew in her profession she had to deal with death but this was the first time she had lost a patient so young.

Would it always feel this way?

Warm arms wrapped around her small frame as she continued to sob into her hands. The faint smell of honey invaded her nose as she cried into the warm arms surrounding her. She took a deep breath and breathed in the delightful scent.

Through her tear filled eyes she looked up into the dark onyx looking at her in concern.

"Are you alright?" Itachi whispered softly as the jade eyes sparkled with unshod tears.

The pink haired woman sniffled in embarrassment as the arms tightened around her once again.

How could she forget that Itachi would chase after her?

"I'm fine." She whispered softly as a tear slipped down her cheek.

A warm hand cupped her cheek as he brushed the tears from her eyes.

Her heart clenched painfully in her chest as she looked up at the concerned gaze in his eyes. She was curious about what he was thinking. Was he as embarrassed as she was about this moment?

"It is okay to feel emotional, Haruno Sakura." The dark haired actor said softly as he looked into her eyes intently.

"I know." She whispered as she began to pull away.

A firm hold stopped her from stepping out of his arms as he tightened them around her once again. Wild thoughts ran rampant in her brain as she realized the compromising position she was in.

Here she was in Itachi's arms as if she didn't have a care in the world.

Did she not hate him for putting her in this situation?

If so, then why on Earth did it feel so comfortable to be in his arms?

She closed her eyes as she smell of honey surrounded her, pulling her into a false sense of security. For one moment, she could pretend that she was in the arms of someone who actually loved her, not someone using her for their own gain.

She took a deep, calming breath as the arms continued to comfort her.

She never felt the faint brush of her hair or the tender onyx eyes looking down at her.

Nor did she feel the faint kiss at her forehead as she continued to breathe deeply, as if in a daze.

Too bad she didn't catch any of that.

Unfortunately for her, the snap of a smartphone did.

True to form, Ino Yamanaka was a shopper. At the age of 22, she had given her dream of becoming a major fashion designer after graduating from college.

It had took some time but she had finally accepted her role in life as a failed fashion designer.

But, as of late her luck had changed.

The dress Sakura wore to dinner with Itachi was called one of the best made dresses of the year.

Not only were every fashion outlet now asking where Sakura obtained such a dress but they were all wondering which high fashion house created the look for her.

She was shocked to have turned on her television this afternoon to the Fashion Network Channel to see her nicely designed dress on the best dressed list.

Tears ran down her face as she watched the entire broadcast in awe.

It wasn't until she stood up to get a drink of water, where the vision before her eyes made her drop her glass in pure astonishment.

The words "Love at Long Last." flashed across the screen as a picture of a very handsome Itachi had Sakura wrapped into warm embrace.

The picture of the man kissing her best friend's extra wide forehead made her gape so hard she was sure bugs flew into her mouth.

They truly looked like the picture perfect couple.

Ino smiled softly before a smirk crossed her features.

She walked calmly over to the couch where her phone sat innocently on the sofa.

A vicious smirk crossed her features.

She couldn't wait to be the one to tell Sakura that she had made the news.

Again.

Two men sat on a sofa in a posh apartment building as their mouths dropped open in shock.

Not only were they seeing a picture of the most stoic actor in recent history hugging a woman but the kiss to the forehead was enough for the manliest of men to burst into giggles.

"I can't believe it." Shisui said in shock as he watched picture after picture move across the screen.

"Hn."

Shisui turned to his younger cousin accusingly.

"You knew this would happen, didn't you!"

"Hn?" Sasuke answered as he picked up the remote to turn the channel.

"Don't be sly, you bastard! This was all apart of your plan!"

"Hn. Maybe, maybe not." Sasuke responded with a glare.

Silence filled the room before the elder Uchiha began to speak once again.

"He really just dug himself deeper into a hole, didn't he?"

"Hn." Sasuke confirmed.

"I hope he realize what he has just done because I don't know anymore."

"Hn. That no longer matters if Itachi has found the one." Sasuke answered before he finally stood and began to make his way to the front door.

The door slammed shut as one thoughtful Shisui Uchiha looked down at his phone in thought.

Itachi would hate him for this but this was something he needed to do.

He took out his phone and dialed ten digits.

Surely, he was doing the right thing.

Itachi would thank him someday for this.

He was sure of it.

He hoped.

A/N: So much drama! And yes there are some clinics out there that perform minor surgery just for the record. Until next time! Don't forget to review!