Ijutsu | By : Nushi Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ijutsu: (noun) medicine; healing art
Only
thing you need to know: Gekkou Hayate did not die.
Yeah, alternate universe, kinda. Oh and Sakura will
be, hmmm, 18. Nice and legal.
Disclaimer:
No money made and characters are not my own.
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Hospital
Visit, Chapter 1
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Weak
afternoon light creeped it's way under Hayate's
eyelids. Blinking slowly trying to get used to the searing pain in his eyes he
slowly turned his head toward the doorway of the hospital room.
“No!
I know you're toying with me Shizune!” Slight giggles ensued from both women
for a moment.
“I'm
completely serious, then - you have to believe me – he does this...” The rest
of the sentence was lost to him until Sakura burst out laughing and slapped her
hand to her mouth.
“Sakura! Shhhhh you're gonna
wake...too late.” Shizune had glanced into the room to see Hayate watching them
blearily. Lifting her fingers in a little wave she gave the blushing Sakura a
look of warning before walking away.
Sakura
walked towards Hayate's bed still blushing and eye's shining with laughter. She
pulled the chair against the wall level with his chest and sat down.
“How
are feeling?” She gently pulled the blanket covering him down to his stomach
and pulled up his light blue hospital shirt. Slipping a warm hand underneath
she closed her eyes, palm coming to rest on his chest.
How
did he feel? He had to think about it for a second as warm chakra spread from
her hand into his lungs. His eyes hurt a little, but they usually did when he
was tired and worn out from his treatments. Mostly his chest felt a little
heavy, like there was earth between his muscles and the lining of his lungs. It
didn't hurt in the least but it was uncomfortable nonetheless.
However
he didn't feel the slightest need to cough to get his lungs working again. They
felt clear and it was incredibly easy to breathe, at the moment anyway. It was
always a relief not to fight for every breath.
“Mmm.” Was as
much of a response as he could muster. His throat felt dry and a little
scratchy, but if he coughed now it would be for a normal reason and wouldn't
bother him.
“Good.”
Sakura replied, giving him a smile with her eyes still
closed in concentration.
The
crease between her brows relaxed a little as she shifted her position, hand
smoothing up to his neck a little. Then her hand quickly went back to the
middle of his chest. As she felt her hand over his sides to check each part of
his lungs thoroughly he closed his eyes.
Her
hand and chakra were warm against and inside of his chest. He was being lulled
into sleep again when footsteps stopped outside of his door.
“Can
he receive guests?” A man’s voice drawled. Hayate turned his head back towards
the door as Sakura did the same.
“Kakashi-sensei. Only if you’re quiet and alo-”
Genma burst in carrying sake and a few cups with Asuma following behind a
little more slowly.
“He’s
awake! We can get started early!” Genma smacked his gear sharply down on the
windowsill of the room and pulled up a chair.
“Sorry
Sakura…” Kakashi gave her an apologetic look before turning his attention to
Hayate. “Want something to drink?” Kakashi never asked how he felt. Not that
Hayate minded, he hated hearing the standard questions
pertaining to his health twenty times a day.
“Of
course he does! Look at him, he’s ready for a drink
after being in here all day.”
“No!”
All four men turned back to Sakura. “No drinking, and
definitely NO smoking!” She snapped Asmua’s lighter
closed as he held it up to his mouth, cigarette poised.
“C’mon
Sakura…” Genma held up the sake bottle and wiggled it at her, the contents
sloshing invitingly.
“I’m
working! Now get out. ALL of you.” She eyed Kakashi as he took her
seat next to the still silent Hayate.
Tsunade
coming to check on her patient looked around the corner to see her student
grabbing two older jounin by their vests, hauling one
out of a chair. Then she saw the sake cups and the bottle Genma was holding.
“Sake! Well I should hang around the hospital more often.” A murmur of
‘Hokage-sama’ was heard from three of the men.
“Tsunade-sama!” Sakura looked disappointed and Tsunade quickly
realized that Sakura didn’t think this was entirely appropriate.
Tsunade
smiled at her student and pushed Asuma out into hall before walking into the
room and relieving Sakura of her grasp on the other two jounin.
“You
heard her boys, out!” It didn’t take much effort to have Kakashi walking
towards the door but she quickly leaned into Genma and whispered into his ear
as Sakura regained her seat. “Grab the cups moron.”
A
grin split his face and the Hokage was amazed his
senbon didn’t drop from his lips. Quickly gathering the cups he was hauled out
by his arm waving at Hayate.
“I’ll
come find you later!” Genma called still in tow of his Hokage.
Kakashi stopped and closed the door his eye a half moon indicating a smile.
Sakura
shook her head, Tsunade wasn’t going to get any work
done this afternoon again. Glancing back she noticed Hayate still gazing at the
door.
“I’m
sorry Gekkou-san, did you want to drink?” Hayate
shifted and pushed his pillows around so he could sit up. He cleared his throat
a little before giving her a kind smile.
“Not
so much, they’ll ambush me tonight when I try to leave, so it doesn’t really
matter.” He was rewarded by the flash of her smile before she pulled up his
shirt, complete business once again.
For
the next five minutes he let his mind slip back into a half doze while she
continued with his post checkup.
Sakura
felt the day’s treatment catching up with her, it was draining, but she refused
to let another medic take her place during the hour long procedure more than
once. Having learned how to perform it a few months back she strived and
finally succeeded in being able to handle at least as much as Shizune.
She
smirked a little with pride. Tsunade could of course sit for the entire hour or
so and seemingly pump chakra with little effort. Shizune and her self however
had to let other medics take over briefly before continuing.
It
was a difficult procedure; the set up had to take place in a huge room down
below the hospital. Painting of the correct symbols and pattern on the floor
took three chuunin medics almost a half hour to
complete. Tsunade brought out a huge old text and would crank it open each time
because even she couldn’t do it from memory alone.
Sighing
briefly, everything seemed fine, or at least as fine as it could be inside of
her patient. Looking out the window at the grey sky Sakura wondered how the
three older jounin could get drunk at five in the
afternoon. Didn’t they have any missions or training to accomplish?
“You
look tried.” Sakura pulled her hand away from his chest as his comment pulled her
back.
“Actually
you’re the one who looks tired.” The darkish skin under his eyes shifted as he
smiled. “Get some rest so you can stay up and drink.”
“Are
those doctors’ orders? Sounds like malpractice…” Sakura gave him a light slap
on his thigh with the back of her hand.
“I’ll
try to look in on you before you escape. Bye Gekkou-san.”
Making her way to the door she turned and smiled.
“Bye
Haruno-san.”
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Hayate
retrieved his clothes from next to the hospital bed and quickly shrugged into
them. The hospital was quiet as visiting hours had already ended a while
before. Making his way to the front of the hospital he checked himself out and
headed for the front door.
The
ease of breathing always distracted him for a few hours after he was done being
healed temporarily. Practicing taking deep breaths without having to cough was
entertaining enough to make him almost miss who was following him out into the
street.
“Gekkou-san, it doesn’t look like your kidnappers have shown
up yet.” Stopping, he waited for her to catch up to him before continuing. It
was dark around them as they made their way slowly along the mostly quiet
street.
“Ah,
don’t worry, any second now.” Looking around in the darkness Sakura expected at
least Genma to jump out. “And don’t call me that.”
“What?”
Distracted she turned back to him.
“You
can call me by my first name Haruno-san. I thought
you just talked that way because you were working.” They both gave a half
glance over their shoulders. Someone else was following them.
“Sorry.
You can me by my first name as well.” Ignoring whoever was behind them Sakura
stepped in close enough to make Hayate bend his ear towards her. “What should
we do?”
“Nothing,
he’s coming.” With that Hayate was tackled to the ground and a flurry of
scuffling took place at Sakura’s feet.
Genma
rolled over and tried to pin Hayate to the ground, grasping one wrist and
trying to grab the other. A hand on her arm pulled Sakura out of the way as
Hayate got his feet under him and Genma ended up on his back.
“Careful,
this could take a few minutes.” Kakashi moved them back a few more paces until
they finally had to jump out of the way.
Hayate
ended up belly down in the street with Genma sitting on him and holding his
arms between his shoulder blades.
“Can
I have a drink now?” Hayate sounded bored.
“You’re
no fun Gekkou.” Actually they enjoyed wrestling after
Hayate felt better. Genma liked engage him because he’d usually win, of course
only because Hayate didn’t care if he lost. Plus Hayate felt good enough for it
and didn’t feel like his lungs might burst after the exertion.
“How
impressive,” Sakura commented dryly. Genma was of course grinning at her. “Taking on a man who just got out the hospital less than fifteen
minutes ago.”
“And a sick one!” Genma added happily.
“Yes,
even more impressive because he didn’t even try to win.” Sakura smiled as
sweetly as possible before ducking behind her teacher as Genma made a grab for
her.
“Sounds
like a challenge kunoichi.” Kakashi intercepted him
and steered him around.
“Let’s
go get a drink.” Left her teachers masked mouth before they too were rolling
around in the street, the odds seemingly in Kakashi’s favor.
Hayate
stood and dusted himself as he walked around his friends towards Sakura.
“Want
to come with?” He asked the smiling young woman. She blinked a few times before
nodding and following him.
They
were a block and a half away, still walking in the hopes that whoever won would
catch up to them. Kakashi landed next to Sakura easily and tried to fix his
hair. He only succeeded in making it look messier.
“Will
Genma be joining us?” A playful smile on her lips as she addressed him.
“In
a little bit.” Kakashi said easily eyeing her with amusement. Sakura looked
behind her and paused. “No teasing him when he’s tied up Sakura.” Kakashi
laughed.
A
‘Who, me?’ innocent expression lit her face as she pointed to herself. This
made Kakashi laugh even more. Hayate watched her with renewed interest; he
didn’t often see women make Kakashi laugh so easily. He noticed that Sakura
acted completely different when she wasn’t working, not as careful, almost
mischievous. Maybe that’s why it seemed Genma was always relentlessly teasing
her.
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Sakura
was laughing into her second drink of the night at something Asuma had just
said when Genma walked into the bar and noticed them. He shot a glare at
Kakashi and walked over to the table. This made Sakura erupt into a fit of
hysterics, tears leaking out of her eyes to trail down her pink cheeks.
The amused look on Hayate’s face as he watched her made Genma
roll his eyes.
“You
are an ass Hatake.” Asuma shoved a cup in front of Genma before lighting
another cigarette. “Drunk already Sakura?” He teased; she was the only one with
a sake cup and another drink in hand.
“She’s
this way normally.” Kakashi said yanking down his mask to take a drink.
“Good
thing Ino isn’t here. It’s just plain scary when they’re together…” Asuma
looked at the pink headed girl between himself and Kakashi.
Hayate
listened curiously, he didn’t often let them drag him out to drink, he wasn’t
aware that Kakashi and Asuma drank with their underage students often. He
coughed a little out of habit before taking another drink. The change in
Sakura’s mood made all three men blink. She immediately stopped laughing, like
a switch had been flipped, and sat up straight.
“Did
that hurt?” She asked quickly leaning into Kakashi’s chest hand out stretched
towards Hayate’s.
“What?
Are you going to give him a checkup right here at the table Sakura-chan?” Genma asked as he reached for the bottle of sake.
“Jealous?”
She countered sitting back up. Genma blinked into his cup trying to think.
“Hmmmm, maybe you just want to get his clothes off right
now.” Genma ignored her question and decided riling her was more fun.
“Why
would I want that? I see him naked anyways.” She said completely serious.
Hayate sighed and continued to stare into his drink.
“Don’t
like what you see then?” He leaned across the table, Asuma was shaking his head
in disgust and Kakashi watched his student think.
Sakura
seemed to be thinking hard about this, staring at Genma before looking over at
Hayate. She appraised him carefully. He in turn watched her practically molest
his upper body with her eyes. It wasn’t an entirely unpleasant moment for him.
Rather
than not saying anything, which is what she wanted to do, Sakura felt throwing
her weight into Hayate’s corner would be extremely enjoyable.
“I
can see why the chuunins mill around his room and
always ask if I need help caring for him afterwards, let’s just say that.”
Sakura said smiling but blushing a little at the same time.
Laughter
erupted around the table causing Sakura to blush an even deeper shade of pink.
But Hayate smiled at her before shaking his head as Genma leaned on him.
“You
never told me chuunins try to get on you while you’re
there! Is that why you go so often? I should make a habit of staying at the
hospital.”
“They’re
scared of getting a senbon in the eye Genma, that’s why it’s never happened to
you.” Asuma offered lightly.
“Eh?
C’mon, it’s better than being coughed on.” He jabbed a thumb in Hayate’s
direction. Sakura’s mouth dropped open.
“At
least I don’t think foreplay involves dragging a sharp object across women’s
skin.” A senbon sunk into the wood of Hayate’s chair right between his legs. He
didn’t even blink, just paused before finishing the motion of taking a drink.
Genma
put his hand under the table and between Hayate’s legs, jerking the senbon
free. Hayate ignored him and the implied threat. He was so used to having the
senbon either prodded into his body or shot at him it had little effect.
“So
wanna hang out tonight Sakura-chan?”
The senbon was popped back into his mouth as Sakura shook her head quickly.
“None
of us do after what we just heard Shiranui.” Kakashi had a slight smirk on his
face that would normally be missed.
“You
ruined my chances Gekkou.” Genma accused. Hayate
smiled kindly at him.
“There
never was a chance Genma, that’s what you’re not getting.”
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Poor
sick Hayate, he’s so hot and sick and needing of care. Makes me wanna play nurse. Naughty nurse that is…
Dedicated to my friend, who was thoroughly upset when she saw
Hayate die a few days back while watching an episode of Naruto.
Your Nushi
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