This is a yaoi version of a Sasu/FemNaru story which is posted on my profile if you are interested in that. The FemNaru version is a few chapter ahead now but I will post regular updates until we catch up. The next chapter will be posted in a few days.

This is a lighter, less complicated, less intense story than what I usually write (meaning I don't obsess over where each word goes so don't expect it to be perfect). It's a plot I want to get out of my head and in the open hopefully to the enjoyment of a few readers. It will be rather short and I will aim for shorter chapters in order to have faster updates. Sasuke is the main historian here at least in the beginning and that means he is not always accurate. More will unfold in the future (this is a story over years).

As always, my story contains sexual content. I like both Sasuke and Naruto as strong, hot guys and there is no concrete top or bottom. Why have such attractive characters if not to make them hot for each other? :) I don't own the original production of Naruto or the characters. Find me on AO3 - same user name - my works are posted there too and I respond to comments on there.

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Chapter 1

Posted on July 13th, 2021

Sasuke takes the dark blue stethoscope and clipboard out of his backpack. It's going to be a long day today and an even longer week. But that's okay. Sasuke, as a true Uchiha, likes getting things done and over with faster rather than slower and over longer periods of time. After all, he had graduated high school early, got his bachelor's degree in two years, and was now in his first year of medical school, being the youngest in his class at the age of 19. That wasn't surprising, though – the prestigious medical school had accepted his application and overlooked his young age due to his demonstrated academic success, maturity, and the previous success of his brother Uchiha Itachi who demonstrated to everyone in the institution just what Uchihas are made of.

Sasuke frowns as he makes his way down the stairs to parking lot. He loves and admires his brother – one of his few living relatives - but still wants to outperform him even if only in one area. Sasuke's still in discussion with the administration at his school to find and approve a way for him to graduate faster from medical school, although he has been met with resistance so far. Something about him needing to keep on track with his clinicals and classmates and the boards having set dates that could not be moved, blah blah. Bureaucracy. It's all administrative bullshit. Do they not know who the Uchiha are?

That's okay though – he would excel in all of his courses and then they would have no choice but to recognize that the established curriculum would only slow him down and would reconsider letting him take a faster track.

Sasuke had been excelling all on his own so far. Several classmates had approached Sasuke to invite him to their study groups, but he had declined. He didn't need anyone to help him, and he certainly did not want to waste any time pulling weak students' weight. Competition is used to weed out the weak, after all, and Sasuke is looking forward to that. His classmates weren't on his level, either way. Sasuke has decided he is going to stay focused - a skill that came to Uchihas easily – and do what he came for – and was going to graduate fast and with honors just like his brother Itachi had.

Sasuke's fingers comb through his hair and he straightens up the collar of his doctor's coat. He is now almost at the end of his first year of medical school. The last few months had been devoted to intense studying of anatomy, then three to six weeks of focused studying of each primary system - nervous, integumentary, reproductive, etc. Sasuke's cohort was now at the point where they felt they had all the knowledge there could possibly be, and many were freaking out about possible diseases and disorders they may have, their constant anxiety perpetuated by constant information overload and everyday testing.

The curriculum is now at the point where their knowledge was going to begin to be tested by exposing the students to patient interactions. It is a tradition in medical school to practice any new procedures on manikins or cadavers and to practice patient interactions and scenarios with actors first before going into actual clinical rotations.

Sasuke wasn't nervous when it came to his knowledge and abilities being tested. But now with the actor scenarios, he was also going to be rated on bedside manner and exchanging pleasantries wasn't the first quality Uchihas were associated with. Sasuke had shadowed his brother at his position as the head hospitalist at the university's hospital and was disgusted by the way some patients threw themselves at him and talked to him suggestively, some of them even propositioning him and forgetting the pity state they were in. Or saying dumb things. Or being downright crazy and having crazy families. And somehow, Itachi always managed to be professional and respectful and guide the conversation in a productive direction.

Sasuke folds his stethoscope and puts it in his coat pocket. Despite the very close brotherly relationship he has with Itachi, he doesn't like thinking that Itachi is better than him at anything.

"Are you coming, Uchiha, or are you going to brood all day?" A voice comes from next to Sasuke – a guy whose name is Suigetsu is passing by next to him (Sasuke only knows the guy's name because teachers always told him to be quieter during lectures and Sasuke had labeled the guy as incredibly annoying on the very first day). Sasuke recognizes the guy as someone who had tried to approach him several times already and found him annoying with his white hair and that one sharp tooth. Sasuke watches as Suigetsu drapes a stethoscope around his neck and instantly climbs up in Sasuke's list of most annoying people. He just hated people who wore their stethoscopes around their necks to be flashy.

Sasuke follows his classmates into the clinical lab where different beds with separation curtains were set up to accommodate the actors playing out different patient scenarios.

"Okay good morning students," the head clinical director speaks and gathers everyone's attention with her loud voice. Sasuke looks at her and thinks again how inappropriate her large breasts and the revealing clothes are for this type of setting. He had heard of the amazing doctor she was, but somehow couldn't fully respect her yet with her pigtails and large cleavage.

"I trust you all were good ducklings and read the email on how this is all going to work and did the preparation work? The actors have all already taken place. There are eight actors, eight scenarios, and eight students in this clinical group today. Each one of you will engage with each actor and attempt to find out what is wrong with them while keeping an appropriate bedside manner. Since this is your first time today, we have chosen more common, non-emergent conditions for you to work with. You are allowed to do a physical examination on the actors, just like on a real patient visiting a clinic. No pelvic or breast exams today. Mental health will also not be addressed today, and we will not have other actors playing patients' families at this point. This will come up later and trust me, it changes the situation a lot to have an over-worried relative at the bedside. Keep it standard and be on the lookout for details and you will be successful. There are no tricks and today's work will not be graded, although we will be gathering our observations and impressions. Starting tomorrow is when we will begin grading according to the rubric."

Tsunade's assistant instructor, Dr. Shizune, follows,

"Welcome students! Let's have a good day together and not stress out too much. Get in line and come grab a piece of paper with a number from the bucket here – the number will correspond to a section with the same number and that would be the first scenario you will engage in, then you will just rotate with the person next to you. Dr. Senju and I will be walking around checking on you and available to answer questions. There are several TAs who will also be there to watch and assist you. Good luck and don't overthink it!"

Sasuke gets in line. The air of arrogance around him makes people step away from him but at the same time be drawn to him. He's always been someone who caught people's attention and would catch people staring at him, some with fear and some with lust, but usually with both. He draws the number eight and heads to the booth.

Sasuke recalls how gracefully his brother handles interaction and forces himself to channel the same professionalism and patience his brother has. Tsunade had stayed true to her word that they hadn't chosen too convolute conditions for them to guess today – so far, he had guessed pneumonia, gallbladder disease, pancreatitis, and several other common non-emergent internal medicine conditions. He was asked what labs he would order, what he finds significant in his examination, what a typical presentation is for the condition he suspects. Sometimes, when it was relevant to the scenario, the TAs had to play abnormal heart or lung sounds for him in order to pretend that the actor is actually sick and guide the medical student into diagnosing correctly. The scenarios really were simple for their first day – most of the actors were playing young people with no preexisting conditions and other significant considerations which would usually make a case more challenging to manage.

Sasuke takes several gulps of water from his water bottle. They were having a small break and he pops a mint in his mouth after eating a tomato as a snack. So far, it has been a breeze and he only had two scenarios left. Sasuke feels annoyed at how easy it seems and becomes even more annoyed with the thought of potentially not being allowed to take two years into one.

He hears a burst of rasping laughter and follows the sound. Sasuke sees a man – one of the actors - Sasuke recognized him as the pneumonia guy – standing facing a blond man who is leaning against the wall.

"Are you seriously eating ramen-flavored treats? They actually make this shit?!" The man's voice is husky but at the same time…a little whiney?

"Hidan, you're being loud. And yes, they do – I can't believe I didn't come up with them first, tebbayo! Coudf made a fowtun," the blond man stuffs his mouth full of the said treats. His blond hair is just long enough where is looks casually ruffled but doesn't look shabby. He is obviously in shape revealed by ripped jeans and the tight black Henley top with three buttons. Sasuke looks where the top button is undone and for some reason wants to know if the man is naturally that tan. Sasuke's dark eyes linger on the way the jeans hug the toned thighs and how the denim wraps around his shin only to expose ankles with feet going into running shoes. The blond looks so casual and at the same time, he is the only thing in the room today that could pin Sasuke's attention.

"How about you hold off on eating these and we ditch the others and I take you to have some real ramen after we finish up here?" The man – Hidan - leans in closer and his smile widens. Sasuke can recognize that the silver-haired man is good-looking – with casual red and black clothes also showing a toned body and his hair slicked back. Sasuke tells himself he is continuing to watch the exchange only to make sure that the blond is going to be fine and nothing inappropriate was going on – and surely not because Sasuke now notices the necklace that contrasts against the tan skin and falls under the blond's shirt-

"Hidan, we've been over this already. I'm flattered but when will you give up?"

"I won't. You're too hot for me to give up."

"The answer is still no. I'm not fucking your perverted ass," the blond man pops another snack in his mouth and for some reason, Sasuke wants to get closer.

"Aw, babe. Come on. How long have we known each other? You won't even consider a single date?"

"I'd consider eating ramen with you, but not what you would want after the ramen. Can we go back to being friends now? You're going to creep out the students. And you're almost creeping me out."

The guy smirks and leans in closer, "So you're really with Gaara?"

"Excuse me?"

"There must be a reason why you'd say no to this," the silver-haired man leans back slightly and drags a hand down his torso suggestively. "Lots of people want a piece of this."

"Hidan, quit bothering our blondie here. It's time to go back, un. We're almost done here, there will be plenty of people for you to hit on at the bar, un."

Sasuke is expecting the man to protest but instead he just smirks and pushes himself off of the wall. He then wraps an arm around a smaller blond man's shoulders and leans into him even closer.

"Aw, Dei. You know I just love my blonds. Do you want to go on a date after this?"

Sasuke follows them briefly with a raised eyebrow as they walk away. What type of attention span was that?... So that guy hits on everyone and they all seemed to be in the same friend circle. Just where did the school find those actors? In the back alley? Sasuke doesn't get to think about it for too long because the blond man is now pushing himself off the wall and Sasuke is presented with a gorgeous view of his jeans hugging his ass when he walked back to his set. Scenario number seven. Sasuke is now at number six. He is Sasuke's last scenario.

Sasuke rushes through his second to last scenario finding himself anticipating his next actor encounter. He had correctly guessed that the condition is diabetes type 2 after he was presented with all the appropriate labs and information. He doesn't even say his goodbyes appropriately before he takes his leave and finds himself standing in front of the curtain for scenario seven.

Sasuke actually stops to steady himself for a moment. What the fuck is wrong with him? Uchihas are stoic and don't get excited, especially not over things like this. Uchihas never lose focus. A few seconds later, Sasuke's face is perfectly impassive again, the appropriate amount of arrogance and superiority floating in the air around him. With his back straight, he opens the drape.

As I said, this is a remix of the Sasu/FemNaru version of the story I have posted on my profile. I love male and female Naruto equally and just couldn't help myself. :)

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