Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Caught part two; Redemption ❯ Chapter 9

Her shift started at seven, but she had arrived at 5.

 

Sakura's duties were some of the hardest in the village. Being a doctor or nurse in the hospital was hard. The things that you see there will haunt you until you leave this world, but working in HER wing of hospital brought the horrors to a new level.

 

She still worked in the normal hospital, but she spent most of her time here.

 

The amount of subjects Orochimaru used was astounding, and the things that he had done to them was even worse.

 

There was a whole section, lined with bunk beds, and at the end cribs, for children. Orphaned children. Children of all shapes and sizes, tortured and abused. These children were the first to come here. They were why she started this to begin with. It all started with a baby she found in the main hideout in sound. She was laying in a crib asleep with every inch of her attached to some kind of machine. Reading through everything she could find before taking it all apart she learned that this child was actually the daughter of one of one of the guards, who raped a prisoner specifically to give them a testing subject.

 

Needless to say she brought that child home with her, and four others she found in the same shape.

 

Now she had 38 children between the ages two and eight. All with some abnormality due to the testing. If only they managed to kill Kabuto earlier then these children would never had been used.

 

The other three stories of the wing were full of different kinds of people. The ones with mental damage were kept in a kind of mental ward that resided on the second story, and ran by a series of well-trained med nin's. Those who were violent were kept in padded rooms; like Juugo.

 

Those who were in constant pain were given the things they needed to ease it.

 

It started out with 417 people, and over a period of time, she managed to heal over 212 of them and send them on their way, with a place to go obviously. The only issue was that they kept finding more victims.

 

Another 113 were added to her already long lists of patients, but most of them were just people that needed a quick healing and wanted to go home. Many of them had families waiting for them, or not waiting for them. Some have been trapped for years. No doubt their families gave up on them.

 

As she walked the halls she went over a few charts that concerned her. Suigetsu, without his sword, trailed behind her, looking uncomfortable. The first folder was on a patient that was very similar to Suigetsu. She was a six-year-old girl who wasn't taking the changes her body went under well. Her body was rejecting the sea creatures forced into it. So far Sakura had let the girls body reject the creatures and even helped. She eased the pain, and sped up the healing process, but they were in a crucial stage; the last one. Her body looked deformed and in pain. It had already been a year, and a few weeks remained until she would be as normal as she could be.

 

They were so close.

 

And the little girl couldn't be happier. She didn't have to spend all of her time in the large tub that Sakura had installed for her. Her skin was a normal color, with the exception a few small clumps of scales. Her hair turned from a light blue color to its natural dark brown. He eyes were now blue instead of red.

 

Opening the door to the room the little girl stayed in she moved for Suigetsu to follow.

 

“Sakura?” A small voice was heard from across the room where a small bath, that was built into the floor, was. Going off the stream rising from the water, it was rather warm.

 

“Hello there Akemi” Sakura smiled at the girl panting in the bath. Pain evident in her face. “this here” she motioned toward a nervous looking fish boy. “Is suigestu. He will be here to help me for a little while.”

 

Her long brown hair tied up on top of her head. Her blue eyes shining with the soul of an excited child. One that would have been running up to them if it hadn't been for the pain.

 

“You're like me” The girl flinched at a sudden onset of pain.

 

“Uh” He scratched the back of his head. “Actually I think you are more like me”

 

The girl nodded with an amused smile leaning her head on the rip of the tub, trying to relax.

 

“How is the pain today?” Sakura made her way over to the tub and knelt down, working her fingers into the hair, massaging the little girls scalp. Her hands started to turn green.

 

Akemi sighed. “Better now.” Relaxing more she allowed Sakura to continue her massage. “The rest of the patches of scales flaked off today and I couldn't stand the cold water.”

 

Sakura nodded with a smiled. “Well, it seems you are a warm blood now.” Releasing the girl's hairs she grabbed the clipboard and started writing. “The only thing left now is wait until your blood rids itself of anything that didn't originally belong to you”

 

The girl smiled.

 

“I am going to give it about two more days. Then I am going to check your DNA to make sure all strands of other creatures are gone. That should be the end of it.”

 

There was a silence as Sakura wrote.

 

“Then what” The girl asked.

 

Sakura looked up. “What do you mean?”

 

“What will happen to me then? I don't have a family. I don't even know what village I belong to”

 

Sakura patted the girls head affectionately. “It doesn't matter. You are a member of the Village Hidden in the Leaf and families have recently been taking in orphaned children after our village was attacked, and many children lost their families. There are many families that would want a wonderful little girl like you”

 

The little girl smiled and shook her head. “How would they know if they want me if they haven't seen me yet.”

 

“They will come here first and meet you before anything were to happen. I'll put in your adoption papers today. It could take a few days to go through. Then, while you are finishing your recovery they will visit. How does that sound?”

 

The girl smiled wider. “it sounds ok”

 

Sakura nodded. “Good. I'll send a nurse in every few hours to ease the pain. Have a nice day Akemi”

 

Sakura turned toward Suigetu and nodded.

 

He was studying the girl as if she were the cure to the world's issues.

 

“She can be cured?” He whispered once they were back in the hall.

 

“Mostly. Her body is doing most of the work, we are just helping it. Whatever Orochimaru did to her, her body wouldn't let it set permanently, though she will have an unusually strong control over water. As you can see, her bath had no facets.”

 

He nearly laughed. He didn't even notice until the pink haired chick said something. “ya, she brought that water up there?”

 

“No, she is able to keep it clean and whatever temperature she likes with little effort.”

 

Suigetsu laughed. “That could be useful”.

 

#$%^&*()

 

One hour. He had to wait one more hour.

 

His original idea of torturing the Nara genius had to be pushed back to later in the day due to his lack of concentration. Something like what he had in mind would need his undivided attention.

 

He hadn't been to the Uchiha compound in years. What happened to it? What could the new owner have done to it? Would he be angry, grateful, or would it be too hard to live there. Would he have to sell it and find a different place?

 

He didn't want to think about it anymore. He just wanted to get there and get it over with.

 

Walking down the street toward the compound he became frustrated. Even now it was his compound. If he wanted to go there early then he was going to go there. He didn't need permission.

 

Making his way toward the edge of the village, away from the crowds, just how he liked it, his heart rate started to rise.

 

What would he find? What would he feel?

 

Turning the corner, where the entrance was, he stopped. His eyes widened slightly. If he were less of a man his mouth would have been wide open.

 

Last time he saw the front gate, the wood had been molded over. Blood and dirt stained everything. The paint had been faded.

 

Now…now it was…

 

The wall that surrounded the entire complex had been made out of a kind of an off white cement. It looked to have been a good ten feet tall and a few thick. The gate doors themselves were made of some thick dark wood.

 

Walking toward the doors he placed his hands on the newly polished wood. It was smooth, and well crafted. About six feet from the ground were the carvings of the Uchiha symbol. One was on each door. Neither were painted, but still noticeable. Nothing flashy. Just how he would have preferred it.

 

Pushing on the doors, he was happy, and annoyed, to find that it was not locked. Giving them a good hard shove, the door swung open, making a clanging noise, as it they hit the back of the outer walls.

 

His mouth hung open this time.

 

It was gorgeous.

 

The layout was completely different. Nothing like he remembered. From the main gate, where he was standing, there was one wide road, a good twenty feet across. The same width of the gate. The road seemed to go on forever, until it finally reached what looked to be a giant house, traditional Japanese style, in the distance. Taking his first few steps he looked around. The street was lined with stalls all the way down to the large house. They were painted soothing colors and decorated with different kinds of vegetation. There were flowers, hanging plants, large planters. They were all mainly different shades of the off white color of the wall that surrounded the compound. Some had a gray tint to it. The thing that made them stand out from each other were the dark browns, blue, greens, yellows, reds, and even some purple. Very homey feeling. The fact that no one was there, that it was a ghost town, didn't even cross his mind.

 

Finally making it to the large house at the end of the street, which was not as long as it looked from the gate- probably designed that way- he stopped just before it.

 

It was two stories. Made of dark rich woods. The whole thing seemed to be made of the paper walls/doors (shoji). Around the first story was a porch. The second had an identically balcony, except with railings, that seemed to surround he house.

 

Walking up the two steps he made his way to the front door. The same Uchiha symbol was carved beautifully into the double doors just like the ones of the gates. The dark wood slightly gleamed in the afternoon sun. What looked to be cast iron (black) door handles were attacked to both doors. Grabbing one in each hand, he pushed the doors open. They were well built, and well oiled. Not a single squeak.

 

The inside of the house held a beauty of its own. The entrance, the halls, the kitchen, and the dining room all had hardwood flooring. It looked to have been cherry wood, if he knew his woods, which he didn't. The entrance hall was the center of it all, with doors that led to the four rooms and a black staircase that was built a little to the left, between the doors to the dining hall and living room.

 

To the right, and left, of the front doors were two hallways that led around the house and connected on the other side. While the outer wall had all been shoji, the inner walls were made of dark woods. (Shoji doors/walls, can he removed completely from the house if wanted. Their main purpose was to give open spaces when wanted.)

 

Being that the house was basically a giant rectangle it left the rooms little creativity in the shapes. The back left corner was the kitchen. It was large and held the latest in dishwasher, fridge, sink, microwave, stove, and oven technology. Everything was in stainless steal. The dark wood cupboards accented the floor nicely, while the black countertops finished the look. The walls were painted a nice eggshell. There were two shoji doors; one led to the living room while the other led to the dining hall.

 

The front left corner was the dining hall, which lacked any furniture at the moment, along with the rest of the first story. A single shoji door had been built into the center of each of the four walls. The back right corner was the living room. It too was empty, but unlike the rest of the downstairs, it had a nice light beige carpet. The front right room was probably for a office or a meeting room. He wasn't sure about the large empty room. Between the living room and the office was a bathroom.

 

Taking the stared to the second story, and wasn't sure what was in store for him. A single hall way ended at a pair of double doors; the floor the same dark hardwood as downstairs. Three doors sat on either side of the wall. After closer inspection he noted that the first door on either side were bedrooms. The second doors were bathrooms. Decent sized bathrooms. The third were two more bedrooms. The door at the end was the door that led to the master bedroom. Right now, being that it was empty, it was a giant room with a large bathroom. There was a large Jacuzzi tub and a stone shower next to it. A long sink lined the wall opposite them. The walls were painted white with dark gray flooring tiles.

 

The thing that shocked him the most wasn't the amazing house. It was what he was about to see from the windows of the master bedroom. It was positioned in a way where he could see the main street of the compound and all of the residential homes that lay just beyond the stalls. There were so many, but the back of the house. Behind the house was a large garden, in the shape of the Uchiha clan symbol. A garden based around a giant fan. It was breathtaking. Just beyond the large garden was the lake his father taught him the fire justu. He remembered him house originally being on the other side of the lake, but now, where his home use to be, was a large training ground, complete with a dojo.

 

That was when he saw it. In the windowsill of the master bedroom, next to the door that led to the balcony.

 

The picture of team seven he left behind. It was still in its original fame. A note, nicely folded, sat in front of it.

 

Picking up the paper a set of keys fell out, onto the floor. Three keys hung around a single metal ring. Each labeled with what they were used for; the house, the gate, and the dojo.

 

Picking up the keys he unfolding the paper; he began to read.

 

He dropped the keys in shock.

 

Dear Sasuke,

 

I knew that you wouldn't wait until I got there to look around. The keys for your new home are with this letter. The rest of the keys I will bring with me when we meet. Also, along with the keys will be your newly restored Uchiha fortune; thanks to Naruto. I will explain more once I arrive.

 

I hope you like the renovation. It took some time to put together. Sorry for the lack of furniture. I meant to fill the house before you came home, but you did so earlier than expected.

 

Welcome Home Sasuke.

 

Sakura

 

P.S. If you read this in the middle of the night and have an urge to visit me, interrupting my much-needed sleep, you will spend the next day in the hospital.

 

 

This was his new home?

 

Sakura did this?

 

Does that mean she was the one who bought it? How would she get the money for something like this?

 

A very distinct and familiar chakra entered his new home. He felt it move up the stairs and down the hall, until it reached the door to the master suite. The door was already open so it was no mystery as to why he didn't hear it open.

 

“I honesty thought you'd show up sooner.”

 

He knew she'd say that.

 

Turning around his emotionless face came into view. To the normal person it would seem like he was being an ass, but to somebody who knew it, like Sakura, he became even more guarded when his emotions were getting the better of him.

 

There was a comfortable silence as Sakura aloud Sasuke to get a hold of his emotions.

 

“Do you like it?” she asked.

 

There was another silence as Sasuke crossed his harms and closed his eyes. A smirk made it way to his lips at last.

 

“You didn't need to do this”

 

She shook her head. “Yes I did.”

 

Not wanting to argue with the strong-headed ninja, he sighed. “Why did you change it?”

 

Know exactly what he was talking about, Sakura put her box -that he just realized she had- on the ground beside the door. “Changing the layout seemed to be the best idea at the time, and I was right.” He made her way over to the window and looked out over the houses. Crossing her arms, she leaned up against the window frame and smiled. “I think it turned out perfect.”

 

“You didn't answer my question”

 

She sighed. Looking down at her feet she shifted them a few times before looking back out the window. “Most of the houses were still in amazing condition considering. We just moved them and fixed them up. The problem, however, was all of the…blood. There were stains everywhere. The wood from the main house that wasn't stained was used to build the dojo. Besides…” she smiled. “A new house, a new beginning.”

 

Before she knew it, the Uchiha stood right behind her. Another inch and they would be touching.

 

“I…I meant to furnish the house, but like I said you came home earlier than expected”

 

Silenced once again took over as his presence shot waves of chills down her spine.

 

The silence felt as if it stretched on for hours even though it was only a minute or two. The anticipation of what he could do, hoping he would do, to her ringing in her ears.

 

“How much?” His voice was rough, and almost void of emotion. There was just a hint, and that was more than enough to Sakura.

 

God she wanted him to touch her.

 

“A little over seven million”

 

If his eyes bugged out of his head, or his mouth gapped like a fish, she didn't see it. She couldn't even feel any changed in his chakra.

 

Damn, she was hoping to get a rise out of him with that.

 

“How did you come up with such an amount?”

 

Sakura smiled. “Naruto.”

 

“That dobe?”

 

Noting that his voice went right back to the emotionless bored tone, she smiled wider. He was hiding himself again. “He inherited Jiraiya's fortune. He put twenty million in an account for me, and thirty-five million for you”

 

She felt him god ridged.

 

Sasuke's mind stopped for a second before moving ahead in double time. Naruto…that man he shoved his hand through his chest, and attempted to kill at least two other times, gave him thiry-five million dollars?

 

He had a million questions, and a million emotions running through his head. Happy that he had what he needed to rebuild his clan, offended that they assumed he would need their help, honored to know he had people that loved him so much, and unsure of what to do with the other thirty houses.

 

Having an idea about what was going through his head she started speaking again. “There are thirty two houses all together in the compound, not including this one. I have an idea of what to do with those houses, but I need to run in by you first.”