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Fanfic theme - Doctor Haruno
🕑 Added 2023-03-18 01:28:01 +0000 UTCNOTE: contains some consensual violence/rough love making.
She walked through the hospital hallway with a focused intent, her rounds had been completed and now she was returning to her office.
How long has it been since she returned to this hospital? A month, six weeks?
She was still settling back in, though the staff had changed since her early residency, some had remained over the single year she had been gone working at a high price private hospital, a surgical genius with the hands of an angel.
The idea seemed preposterous now to her. She was just a general physician now, treating anyone that came in for anything from a sniffle to a broken bone.
She had studied so hard to achieve the surgical skills she had, even training under the worlds most renowned doctor, Doctor Tsunade Senju whose medical specialities were numerous.
Sakura had tried hard to emulate her mentor, though it was her surgical ability that was her art.
But for the last three months, she had not touched a knife, nor set foot in the surgical area.
No one really understood why, it wasn’t like she did anything wrong, in fact she saved a live when most would have given up, but afterwards, she was ever the same.
She quit her high paying job, and returned home, never speaking of it, and seemed to enjoy her work now more, her smile appreciated by her patients.
But, the nurses took note that she often kept to herself during breaks, her mind always seeming elsewhere.
A nurse and friend, Ino, had once noticed Sakura's hand trembling holding a dinner knife in the cafeteria, briefly before putting it down.
Something had happened during that surgery, but all that was known was there were complications, complications she fixed.
She had been praised for it, and given a bonus, but still, something had happened that she hadn’t told anyone.
As she sat in her office, there was a knock and the door opened before she said anything, and walking in like he owned the place was fellow Doctor, Sasuke Uchiha.
His cold appearance only hid the fact he was a skilled doctor, once the rival of Sakura on the surgical stage, his precision was legendary, but his arrogance made him less liked by his colleagues, but his skill with the knife made him a fan of the many who requested his cosmetic talents.
“Sakura, I need a second opinion.” he said, practically demanding her attention.
“I just sat down.” she replied. “And I’m not a cosmetic surgeon, or… a surgeon at all anymore, so I…”
“Just take a look at this.” he said, dropping a file on her desk. “Its simple enough, I just want your opinion.”
Sakura sighed, and took the file. “Can’t you ask someone else?”
“Too many idiots in this place,” he said. “I prefer to work with competent people.”
“Wow, such a compliment.” she groaned, taking a look inside the folder.
“If you just come back to the surgery department you could have had this case yourself.” he huffed, crossing his arms. “You’re going to have to tell us why some day.”
“It’s none of your business.” she says, her eyes focused on the file. “Why do you care anyway?”
“Why not? We used to be more than rivals once.” he said. “We had a good thing going.”
“Until you thought I slept with Naruto.” she frowned.
“Yes, I’m sorry, but come on, he’s in the shower, you’re in his bed…”
“He slept on the couch, and your room was locked.” she scowled. “And you punching him, while he was still in the shower was so stupid and macho!”
Sasuke sighed. “Well… whatever. You didn’t have to run off and join that rich hospital.” I didn’t ‘run off’ I… I needed a change.”
“Well, you’re back now.” he said, closing the door before walking over to her desk.
“You didn’t need a second opinion, I knew it, you never ask for one.” she sighs, putting down the file, and closing it. “You’re such an ass.”
She stood up and in front of Sasuke, she was still shorter than him, and his eyes could still pierce her mind and make her feel intimidated, inferior. Feelings that once made her push to be his rival, and later melted into being his lover.
“What do you really want?” she asked, watching him smirk at her, and then with his thumb and forefinger he held her chin.
“You’ve been back over a month, and you’ve kept your distance.” he said. “Are you avoiding me?”
“Why would I?” she asked, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink. “We don’t have anything to do with each other.”
“We have plenty.” he said, and leans in suddenly kissing her.
Sakura’s eyes went wide, and she pulled away before slapping him, the impact reddening his cheek, and the noise echoing a moment even in the small room.
She gasped, regretting her response, but then Sasuke grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, pinning her hands above her head.
She glared at him for a moment before it softened, and Sasuke roughly snatched her lips, Sakura closing her eyes, and returned the heated embrace.
This was nothing new to their relationship, a romantic relationship built on an intense rivalry.
In medical school they were always butting heads, Sasuke’s cold reactions to her hot condemnations were always sparks to pushing them harder in their studies, just to show the other up.
It wasn’t until a certain test that their competitive nature burst and changed.
When the results came out and they had gotten the same score, it lit something in them, if the exam didn’t prove who was better, they would.
For four hours they were in his apartment, Naruto being his roommate at the time had left as he was tired of them asking questions, trying to stump the other.
Over and over, they each tried to find something, but in the end it just got them in to an argument, and before they knew it, Sasuke had her against a wall.
Sakura should have been scared, and maybe she was a little, but the sudden violent action turned in to kissing fiercly, followed by sex against the wall.
It was rough, and angry at the time, physically fighting for control of the moment, clothes being forcefully removed a piece at a time, bent and pinned over furniture, scratched and bruised from it all, but both agreed later it was some of the best sex they had ever had.
And again, in her office, she couldn’t help herself, as they kissed deeply, her body against the wall, her skirt bunched around her waist with Sasuke inside of her, making her back rub against the hard surface.
When they finished she had to cover her mouth to not let her scream get too loud.
Sasuke breathed heavily. “Are you going… to tell me what’s… going on with you?” he asked between pants.
Sakura held on to him, burying her face in his shoulder.
He held her too, not too good at the physical comforting to emotionally support someone, but he did what he thought she needed.
After a few minutes, they had straightened themselves up, and she was sat in her chair, while he sat on the edge of her desk.
“That… operation…” she says, looking down, saddened.
“It was a difficult one, I heard, but you fixed it.” he said.
“Yeah… but… during it…” she began, hugging herself. “...one moment it was going fine, no issues, just as expected, then we noticed one thing, then another, it just came out of nowhere… I’d fix one bleed, then another would appear, I was fixing problems before even getting to the original issue we went in for. We didn’t have the blood to last for much longer than the original procedure, so I was working as fast as I could. But even closing up… bleed after bleed… clots that were forming needed to be removed, we were running out of suture…”
“But it worked out, why would that make you quit?” he asked.
“I… I panicked.” she admitted, quietly. “I was doing my best, moving fast, in my head worrying about making a mistake…” she looked down. “They told me my hands were like a blur, that they were amazed, that I was amazing… But I didn’t feel amazing. I… I’d never felt that kind of pressure before, I’d always felt confident in what I did, but… I was scared… I pushed through it, but I was scared…” tears appeared in her eyes “...And I’m still scared… afraid of feeling that stress, afraid that I couldn't bear it a second time, afraid that next time I won’t be so lucky. I have never lost a patient, Sasuke… but I came so close that day I imagined my life, having to tell the family I couldn’t save their loved one…”
Sasuke reaches over and presses his two fingers to her forehead, pressing and tilting her head back to look up at him.
“Is that all?” he asked, stoically.
“I-is that… What?!” she gasped, annoyed at his lack of comfort “You a-asshole, I just told you I…”
“You’re way too good to let that happen easily,” he said. “Your problem is you think you’re so much better than me… everyone, that you fell for your own hype as an angel. Even Tsunade has lost people, we’re doctors, surgeons, not gods. We’ll do our damndest to preserve life, but no one can counter it.”
Sakura looked at him, unable to respond.
“How many more WILL perish because your skills weren’t available? Don’t think about what COULD be, just do your damn job.” he stood up, and headed for the door.
“Y-You asshole…” Sakura frowned standing up too. “I… I…”
“So you better start coming to the surgery department now and then, I have too many normal cases, its interfering with my true art.” He smirks, looking back at Sakura.
Sakura was looking more agitated. “Go fucky ourself and your plastic bimbo’s!”
“Why? Thats what I have you for.” he smirks again,opening the door. “Finally see you for dinner after work?”
“Get out of my office!” she cried “And of course I’ll see you for dinner you dick!” she angrily cried, wanting to punch the arrogant S.O.B.
“Thought so.” he grinned in victorious fashion. “I’m going to have lunch with Naruto, he should be done with his Physio patients now.”
Sakura watched as Sasuke walked off, several nurses stopping to look between him and Sakura still in her office, fuming.
He was so frustrating, and yet, she felt it was something she needed.
She still felt afraid, but for the first time in months, she was actually contemplating picking up the knife again…
