Assistance.

Assistance.

The main story is: Yep, imagine the characters of Naruto working at a hospital. Yeah, I REALLY don’t know…
If you want a more accurate explanation, please mail me or write your questions in your reviews (tee-hee), as this story was pretty… random.
Naruto and Sasuke and all the others at the same age (like Sakura and Ino) are 20, so just count the other characters ages from that since the age difference is the same. ;)


Chapter 1

“…and when you see the strip-club, eh, the bar next to the theatre, you take a left turn and there it is! Everyone will be so excited to meet you!
…
Don’t sigh at me like that. A change of environment is just what you need!”

A change of environment.

With a click, the call cut off with a scoff from its owner.

‘I’ll bet.’

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“You!”

A newspaper flew up into the air as the blond struggled to NOT crash with his unruly chair and bring the entire desk with him at the same time. Irritated, he glared at the man standing at the now open door.

“Damn it! You can at least take the time to knock the fucking door, you friggin’ GHOST! What is it no-“

His protest got dismissed by a lazy wave.
“Yeah, yeah. I need you to check on someone who just arrived, they say it’s pretty nasty… plus, it’s a good chance for you to show off your abilities.”
He sighed.
“You’re gonna need it after what happened last week…”

The blond’s expression darkened.
“Jeez, thanks for bringing that up again, old man. Why don’t you go… comb your hair or something instead?” he muttered while pointing a finger towards the thing that looked more like a bird’s nest than actual HAIR.

“You think? It’s nice when it’s a bit… wild like this… and Iruka says he likes it.”
Seeing the blond’s amused, just-about-to-burst-out-in-laughter expression, he quickly coughed and continued: “Anyway, you better come right away. Also, we’re expecting someone today…,” he informed while opening the door and casting a glance around the corridor.

“Oh, yeah? Aren’t we expecting someone EVERY day?”

The older man smiled through his hospital mask.

“This visit will be a bit more special…”

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Hospitals.

There was nothing in the world Uchiha Sasuke hated more than hospitals. Well, apart from sweets that is.
So, then what was the logical explanation for why he was standing at the reception of one right now, tapping his fingers against the black, shiny surface while waiting for the blonde girl behind the desk who obviously was busy talking, no, babbling in the phone to pay him some attention?
Well…

“You’re Sasuke, aren’t you?”

He startled and turned around to find the source of the bored voice, and raised an eyebrow when a pair of black, lazy eyes and big, spiky hair put up in a ponytail came into view.

“Uh, yeah…”
‘I wonder if he uses the same hair gel as I do…,’ he pondered absently and nodded at the other boy, just about as much as a ‘hello’ he’d give.
“And you are…?”

Sighing, the brunette rubbed his neck.
“Shikamaru. Shouldn’t you be at the IC?
Upon seeing Sasuke’s confused expression, he sighed again before pointing to the right.
“Intensive Care. Go to the right, take the elevator to the second floor, and then go left and voila. I’d show you the way but…I’m a bit busy…,” he yawned and sat down in one of the oversized sofas, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I’m sure I’ll find it…,” the raven-haired boy mumbled and was just about to get going when his arm was grabbed suddenly and a low, flirty voice was heard.

“Ohh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to make you wait! Why, you’re new here, aren’t you? Sasuke, right? My name is Ino, and I’ve worked here for about… 2 years now! It’s such a great place, too! You meet sooo many interesting persons!” the blonde behind the desk giggled while twirling her hair around her finger in a way she probably thought was utterly sexy and seductive.

Sasuke just scowled.
‘Interesting? More like head-ache inducing…’
He was about to pull his arm away, but the confident girl just pulled him closer at the right moment, so that their faces now were about 10 centimetres from each other.

“So, now that all the formalities are out of the way, want to join me for lunch?”
She leaned even closer and licked her lips.
“You do look really tasty…”

Sasuke’s left eye twitched.

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“NARUTO! Stop messing around with the stethoscopes!”

The blond turned around slowly and flashed an innocent grin at the pink-haired girl in front of him, putting his new playthings back on their place on the table before sighing and leaning against the chair with his hands supporting his neck in a lazy pose.

“But Sakura-chan…,” he whined and started twirling a pen between his fingers instead, pouting when it fell to the floor in a matter of seconds.

The nurse drew in an impatient breath of air and brushed away an annoying lock of hair from her eyes while correcting her glasses slightly.
“What is it, Naruto?”

“I’m bored.”

“So? That’s no reason to come here and annoy the living hell out of me…” the young woman mumbled before she could stop herself, and flinched at the hurt look passing over Naruto’s face.
“Look, I’m sorry… it’s just… I have a lot to do…”

“It’s okay, Sakura-chan,” he smiled while standing up and patting her shoulder gently.

‘I’m used to it…’

“I should probably go look for Kakashi to see if he has any job for me at the moment…”

Sakura watched him as he left the room, shaking her head slowly.

‘He doesn’t have that much to do after last week, I guess…’

She sighed.

‘He’s such a good doctor too; a bit hyperactive perhaps but still…he does look good, and he’s really likeable…’

The door closed with a soft ‘click’.

‘Too bad he’s not into girls though.’

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A ‘pling’ was heard as the elevator door opened and the entire floor seemed to freeze to ice as a shadow moved through the corridor with fast, irritated steps.
‘They won’t leave me alone for even one fucking minute…I swear, I could go around wearing a trashcan on my head and they’d still pester the shit out of me…’
Rounding the corner, Sasuke searched for the sign he was supposed to look for, and sighed for like, the fifteenth time that day when he didn’t find anything.
‘Must’ve taken a turn to the wrong direction…no wait, there it is!’
Just about to round another corner, he heard a voice coming from somewhere pretty close from his current position and stopped in the middle of the highway, overhearing the conversation on purpose with an amused smile on his lips.
‘This could be interesting…’

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“What do you mean ‘you’re too stupid to even make a good cup of coffee’?! Are you insinuating on something here, old scarecrow?!”

Fuming, the blond grabbed the coat of the older man and pulled him closer, just about to hit him when his fist got caught in a firm grip by the silver-haired man’s hand.

“I didn’t say that, it’s just… I think this certain operation could be too much for you to handle at the moment.”

“Too much?! I can take it!” the blond exclaimed, grinning widely and flashing his perfect white teeth at his boss while trying to wriggle his hand free, furrowing his eyebrows when the older man wouldn’t let him go.

“No, you can’t. That’s why I’ve fixed some… assistance.”

“Assistance?”

“Yeah. He’ll be arriving soon enough, I believe. Why don’t you go greet him at the reception?”

“Uh, b—“ Naruto started before he suddenly fell backwards when his boss decided to drop his grip with a cheerful smile clearly noticeable behind that stupid mask he was always wearing for some odd reason even outside of operations.
“Oww! Did you have to do that?!” he shouted while getting up and rubbing his head with a groan.

“Actually, yes. Now get going, will you?” the older man chuckled before shoving the blond out of the room abruptly.

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‘I’m going to WORK with that idiot? Just my luck…ah well…’
Scowling, Sasuke reached his hand out to open the door and announce his presence when it suddenly flew open and he fell stumbling to the ground with a dull thud.
‘What the hell…?’
“Oh, sorry…”
He looked up at the source of the whispered apology, preparing one of his regular but oh-so-scary glares of death but…his eyes wouldn’t obey him. They were rather busy staring at the person in front of him, and he couldn’t even muster the strength to look away. What was wrong with him?!
Blond, messy hair.
‘He’s…’
Bright blue eyes that met his, making him draw in a sharp breath.
‘He’s beautiful…’

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Naruto wasn’t really what you could call a polite person, not by the word’s exact meaning anyway. Normally, in a situation like this, he would either; a) start yelling obscenities at whoever dared walk or in this instance; stand in his way (unless it was a girl of course, he had SOME dignity after all…), b) grab the guy by the throat and throttle him until he felt satisfied about it, or c) challenge him to a duel of life and death (this would often happen after he’d had a quarrel with his boss, like, well… today?).
However, he couldn’t bring himself to even think of setting any of these promising alternatives into action the moment he laid his eyes upon the boy below him, and didn’t even hear himself mumble: ‘I’m sorry…’.
‘So gorgeous…’
A pale face, framed by dark, raven locks which had the most intensive eyes he’d ever seen, and they were looking at him.
He was looking at him.
The alternatives were quickly exchanged to: a) drag the guy flush against him and kiss his brains out, b) be more discreet about it and pull him into the nearest closet instead and have his way with him or c …
Naruto didn’t even breathe anymore.

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“Oh, so you’ve met each other! Bravo!”
Enthusiastic clapping filled the hallway, startling the two out of their somewhat indecent thoughts…

Shocked, Sasuke immediately sprung up, making his forehead crash painfully into the blond’s by accident.
“OW, damn it!”
Naruto still seemed to be pretty dazed… before he suddenly shook his head and grabbed Sasuke’s shirt collar swiftly, shaking the other man in irritation.
“What the fuck are you doing, you bastard?!”

Hearing this, Sasuke recovered quickly and grabbed the other man’s shoulders in response, shaking him back just as hard.
“The hell, I didn’t do anything, you idiot! YOU are the one who played a train wreck on me!”

“Like it was my fault, YOU stood in the way on purpose!”

“Oh, right! What kind of an excuse is THAT?! Why don’t you go and f---”

“Now, now. Is that any way to speak to your new partner?”

Both slowly turned their heads to stare at the leering silver-haired man in disbelief.

“Say WHAT?!”

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