Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Spilt Blood of the Crazed ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Summary: GaaSaku AU FIC, "Sasuke, I've told you-" A sob wretched its way free from her throat,"Sakura! You are and will always be mine! I will be the only one to have you!" His grip tightened painfully, causing tears to swell in her eyes.

 

This is the first fic that I've posted on the site; I'm praying that it's not my last! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy, this fic is AU of course. A Gaara/Sakura AU fic! I don't see enough of them, so I decided to write one.

R&R please!! <3

Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto Characters in the slightest…I wish I did though…But I don't think that counts for much ;_;

 

 

 

 

 

A forced sigh rolled past her lips, how she had been convinced that working another 10 hour shift would be great for the community or something along those lines by her Senior Attending was beyond her. It was more then clear the that aged Doctor had wanted to go golfing with his superiors, obviously trying to get out of the hell hole that was known as Konoha County Hospital.

 

The young female doctor ran a hand through her rosette colored hair, glaring lasers at the giant stack of clipboards sprawled around on the small coffee table in the private lounge. This would take hours of work, going through each chart and signing off on the things that she could sign off on, then having to hunt down the nurses and get their signature.

 

With a small tug, her white half coat fell from her shoulders lazily onto the what was supposed to be white but was almost brown, flower printed sofa. The cushions all had stains, a burn mark littering here and there. The name pin that clearly shined the name “Sakura Haruno” facing upwards proudly in the dull, almost gloomy atmosphere.

 

Her small pale hands traveled to her head, snagging the almost out of ink pen hidden behind her ear. It was truly the only people she could keep something and not forget she put it there. Sakura clicked the pen expertly, the small point jutting out with a small noise. Sea foam green eyes traveled across the table, moving over the papers. She needed to pick one and just get it over with.

 

So she did. Glancing over the form she sighed, remember the patient clearly in her mind. He was 65, complaining about a stomach problem. The nurses had ordered scans off all type to find the problem, automatically suspecting the worse and wasting County's resources. What was suspected to be an ulcer had ended up being nothing more then gas. Horrible smelling gas at that.

 

Sakura looked over the forms, chewing on the end of her worn pen, jotting her signature down where it was needed. At one point she reached a patient whose sheet had absolutely nothing on it. She groaned, grinding her teeth together, it was just another lawsuit waiting to happen.

 

Having moved at a pace most people would be envious of, she paused for a moment, only half an hour into the work that would clearly take most of her already precious time. A commotion out in the hallway outside the room she currently occupied caught her attention. Obviously something was going on.

 

It took effort to motivate herself to put the pen down and pause the tedious work, because she knew that it would take even more motivation to start back up again. Sakura found herself up and out the door, straightening her coat. A small child could be heard screaming from the waiting room lobby, and the clerk at the desk was almost yelling for people to wait their turn and be patient.

 

“Dr. Haruno! We've been looking for you!” A small nurse came running towards the also tiny doctor, frantically waving a clipboard with more paperwork.

 

“What is going on?” Sakura had taken on a hard look about her, one that she often took in situations that called for no nonsense.

 

“In Emergency 4! Hurry!” The nurse was gasping, trying to catch her breath but failing miserably. “Naruto….Uzumaki…Hurt!”

 

She didn't need to finish because the young doctor was already moving, looking over the chart that had been handed to her. A scowl set upon her face, the fool had been in another street fight apparently. Even after the severe beating she had given him herself last time she had seen him. Only this time he was in a worse condition then he had ever been in.

 

Sakura had reached the room in record time, and immediately threw herself into the chaos. Naruto was bloody all over, the liquid still pouring from his now crooked nose. A small flood of relief washed over her when she realized that he did look worse for wear. His eyes slightly glazed, as if day dreaming.

 

“Naruto…” Her voice seemed to pull him back from what he was thinking about, and a smile spread over his face.

 

“Hey Sakura! How are you?” He seemed excited about absolutely nothing as always. Of course he wouldn't be Naruto if he wasn't.

 

Sakura cleared her throat, dismissing the nurses that had been in the room, they were making to much of a fuss. After they left, the pink haired female moved towards the IV drip currently fastened to the blond mans arm.

 

“Oh, I'm fine Naruto, “Her tone gentle and mother like, “I had been in the middle of, you know, that thing that people like to call work.” Sakura had pushed slightly on the bag, sending the fluid quickly through the needle into the patient's veins.

 

A yelp erupted from Naruto, his eyes widening, “Now Sakura, before you start…”

 

It was like a switch in her head had been pushed, the professional flying out the window and in flying a mad woman, “Before I start? Before I START?” The blond flinched, instantly regretting his words.

 

“Now why would I START Naruto?” She spoke the word `start' clearly and louder then the rest of her words. “Would I START because I have only seen you here 5 times in the past 3 weeks?”

 

Naruto opened his mouth, but was quickly cut off. Sakura's buttons had been pushed, and she was going to let him know. “I don't want to hear your excuses! Naruto, you had led me to believe that you would at least tone down your fighting!”

 

“But Sakura-“

 

“No Naruto, this is driving me crazy! You come in here almost every other day, sometimes broken, bloody, or bruised! Do you not realize how much I stress out over you?”

 

During her rant she had grabbed a cloth and soaked it in rubbing alcohol, she was currently ringing it out slightly in the silver sink located next to the messy bed.

 

“Every time you come in, and someone gives me the chart. I swear my heart skips a beat! What if something horrible has happened! What if you've been stabbed and one of your arteries have been cut through? What if-“

 

The rag was being pushed against a cut on the blonds face, making him wince.

 

“Sakura! Would you just hear me out! I swear-!”

 

“Naruto, damn it! I told you! I don't want to hear your excuses!”

 

“It was Sasuke!”

 

The doctor stopped in her tracts, she had been in the process of preparing a needle and suture kit. Her eyes widened, “WH-what?”

 

“It was Sasuke, he's gotten out. He's here in Konoha; he kept talking about how he was going to come see you…” His half clean face took on an expression of pain, “I couldn't let him come here. Not with how he treated you…”

 

Sakura was looking at Naruto through wide eyes, “Oh Naruto…” She shook her head, standing from the stool she had sat upon, her arms wrapping around the injured man. “Thank you.”

 

Naruto nodded, wrapping her arms around her small waist, his head falling on her shoulder. “You know you mean the world to me, I don't want anything to happen to you!”

Sea foam green eyes watered as she pulled away, kissing him lightly on the forehead, “What would I do without you Naruto?”

 

He shrugged, “I donno…Date horrible men?”

 

Sakura Haruno had discharged Naruto from the hospital after their small moment. He was the only family she had; the young woman had never really known her parents. They had continuously sent her off to private school after private school once she had reached the age of 4. So when he came into the hospital beat to a bloody pulp, well a person could only take so much.

 

The parking garage was empty, mostly due to the face that it was 4 in the morning. Her car had been parked at the end of one of the isles, so the young doctor had a long trek in front of her. A walk in which she had to balance 35 clipboards and all her other belongings.

 

She had finally reached her beat up old car, setting everything on the roof and digging through her almost bottomless pockets. Sakura had settled for putting everything that she pulled out onto the roof of her car. A pen, a cell phone, a pamphlet for something or another, another pen, some change, and finally her keys.

 

Everything was shuffled back into her pockets, and she unlocked her doors, putting her things away in a way that she could easily pull it out. She had just leaned into her car when a footstep echoed off the walls. Immediately she turned, and when she saw no one else in the garage with her, she gave up on order and jumped into the front seat of her car.

 

With cell phone in hand she called Naruto, praying that he would answer. When his voice clicked on she released the breath that she hadn't known she was holding.

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Naruto?”

 

“Sakura what's wrong?”

 

“I'm sorry Naruto…I know you're probably busy. You know what, forget it.” She began taking the phone away from her ear, telling herself that she was imagining things and over reacting.

 

“WAIT! Sakura!”

 

She pulled the phone back to her head, “Yeah?” She rolled her eyes, even to her the tremor in her voice was a sign that something was wrong.

 

“Do you want to come over?”

 

It was as if he had read her mind. The last thing she had wanted to do was go home, more so now that Sasuke was back. Sakura knew for a fact that she was no match for him. She would crumble at his feet is he asked her too.

 

“You…You don't mind?”

 

“Not at all.” His voice cheery, calming the rosette slightly.

 

“I'll be over in a minute; I'm just leaving work now.”

 

“Alright. Hey! That means you can meet my sparring partner! I'm sure he wants to meet you after all the talking I've done about you!”

 

Sakura smiled, “Alright, see you in a few.”

 

“Bye Sakura!”

 

She leaned forward, resting her head against the steering wheel, exhaling slowly trying to calm her nerves. The worn leather on the wheel made a small stretching noise as she tightened her hands. Her worries were getting the best of her, and she needed to stop.

 

Nodded her head, after reassuring herself, Sakura stuck the keys into the ignition and started the car up. Having to hold the keys in the start position for a moment before her starter finally kicked in. Dr. Haruno quickly threw her car into reverse and left the garage. Trying her hardest to ignore the hairs standing up on the back of her neck.