Author's Note: So this was a random thought I had that I posted on tumblr not too long ago, that I shamelessly read and decided that I should also post it here. I'm not sure if this will be a one shot or if it's gonna be followed by another drabble. We'll see. But for now I'll put this as a completed story.
The Adventures of Being a Doctor Uchiha
by: BakaNeko
Sakura sighs as she walks down the long corridors of the hospital, suddenly interrupted in the middle of operating on a perfectly wonderful woman that had a bad case of appendicitis.
It was one of those days where she got herself a nice patient that's humble and not a crying mess whenever the horrible news of a serious illness is delivered to them.
Sakura immediately found herself in great spirits with the woman who was about to undergo surgery. Sakura and the other residents with her in the operating room was in a pretty good mood, to say the least. Sakura was enjoying the fact that the nurses and residents seem to be genuinely curious with whatever she's doing with the patient. She found herself enjoying the activity with a sense of fulfillment knowing that she's about to save yet another life of a wonderful person that was unfortunately dealt with a horrible card in life.
Sakura doesn't know what exactly pushed it, but soon she found herself humming to a non-existent song as she starts the grotesque work of opening the woman up to start the operation with a smile. Everything was going smoothly and she immediately thought that it was about to be an easy feat with no sweat.
Soon, although, one of the nurses came and told her that she was being paged. The nurse said "Dr. Uchiha" was being paged in the loud speakers of the hospital that made it sound urgent, and as much as Sakura hates to leave a perfectly good surgery, she sighs and goes out of the room with a heavy heart and remembers her duty and how the hospital makes the rules, hoping that the residents and another doctor would come so that the wonderful woman can wake up to a successful surgery.
Apparently, the patient was a picky person and demanded that only "the best" doctor would perform the surgery on him. As much as it flatters Sakura that she was called with that consideration in mind, she'a a little annoyed because really, his case wasn't that of a serious one for him to require the best doctor at the hospital. Plus the fact that she was pulled out of her enjoyment because of nepotism.
(It seems, from the gossips that Sakura heard from the nurses that was manning the counter, the newly arrived patient was an heir to a big conglomerate in the country that demanded only the best when it comes to everything that was about to be done to him.)
Sakura expects that Tsunade might be there too. She knows that despite what her mentor's aptitude dictates, she likes to build herself in the higher part of the society and make a good impression on the powerful influences in the country.
Although, imagine her surprise after leaving an operating room to go to another one, about to scrub in and start yet another surgery after leaving a previous one halfway, only to see that said operation was about to start.
About to start, only waiting for the doctor that just finished scrubbing in.
And said doctor was no other than Sakura's beloved husband, wearing his uniform while washing his hands.
Sasuke Uchiha stood there confused, both hands sterile and about to enter the operating room if it wasn't for his wife arriving.
"What are you doing here?" Sakura asks with confusion, seemingly feeling a sense of dread that she would not like anything that will come out of this conversation.
Sasuke raised a questioning eyebrow, and replies, "What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean 'what am I doing here?' I was paged to go here," Sakura explains as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I was paged here," was Sasuke's curt and short reply.
"No," Sakura says. "I was the one who was paged."
"What did it say?" Sasuke asks, implying the pager.
"It said," Sakura replies, controlling her irrational anger that is threatening to consume her whole being. "Specifically, Dr. Uchiha."
The answer seems to satisfy Sasuke as he smirks. Sakura was confused at first, then realized the problem.
"Shit," she murmured under her breath.
"Did you ever consider that you are not the the only Dr. Uchiha here?" Sasuke challenges.
When Sakura realized just how annoying the situation has become, she all but explodes.
"So you're telling me, that I left an operation that I was enjoying, only to realize that it was the other Dr. Uchiha that was paged?"
"Hm," was all Sasuke said while smirking at his wife. "Have you forgotten that you're paged as 'Dr. Haruno' and not 'Dr. Uchiha'?"
"Bu—" Sakura almost whines. "But the nurse told me that they were calling me!"
"And who was the nurse?"
"Why does that matter?"
"Just answer the question."
Sakura looks unimpressed. "It was the new nurse that—"
Sakura stops. Ah. It was the new nurse.
Sakura's face morphs from realization into anger in a split second before she all but glares at her husband, who is completely unfazed but is instead amused.
"Besides, everyone knows you have a surgery. Why would they bother you?"
Sakura lifts her hand to silence her husband who seems to be enjoying her situation.
She seems to accept that she can't do anything about it; a little mistake that can be gotten over with immediately. So, with a bitter mood, she stomps away from her husband, mumbling something under her breath about having two 'Dr. Uchihas' and about her operation that she left.
"See you later," Sasuke says with a teasing tone that made Sakura look back and glare at him with all her being.
Call him sadistic, but Sasuke was absolutely delighted with his wife's predicament.
So, when he finally enters the operating room after scrubbing in once again, his smirk sends a chill down everyone's spine.
Except Tsunade, it appears, who has her eyebrows knitted and glares at him and boldly asks, "What took you so long?"
Sasuke's smirk widens.
"I had a little chat with the other Dr. Uchiha."