Reanimation

Chapter Five

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Ten minutes. "Ten minutes max", a certain pink-head muttered under her breath as she walked through the dark, quiet hallway.

The Konoha hospital had been empty for the most part, receiving mostly civilian cases during the day for the past two years. Combat injuries brought here were all too familiar, and there was a notable growth in the number of incredibly competent medics - thanks to Sakura and Ino - so the hospital had generally been quiet and peaceful. ANBU guards also kept an eye all over the hospital, in addition to the facility's own security personnel. The hospital wasn't as heavily guarded as this before; it was one of the Eighth's new ordinances.

Some said it was heavily protected because his wife worked there all day. However, given how unprotected and unguarded the Uchiha compound was, they eventually figured he sincerely implemented it for the people.

Sakura scanned the area, clear, before unlocking a door using the key she had in her pocket. Upon entering the room, she made sure she locked it from the inside, before taking out a note from her pocket.

Take Kansuke's medical records, all of it, and replace them with forged documents.
We'll talk about all the issues tied to this later; I just need it as soon as possible. Make sure no one would know.

Sakura drew a shaky breath. The room suddenly felt cold, or she was just nervous.

I have no idea what's going on but I guess I'll have to trust you on this, Sasuke.

Kansuke was one of the most prominent members of the ANBU. He used to head the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force, until he recently requested transfer to the special division Naruto assigned to monitor the tailed beasts. No one really knew so much about him, except that he was exceptional, constantly praised by his colleagues. He was the only candidate for ANBU commander, until Sasuke determined the position wasn't needed. Shikamaru and Sakura never understood why, but Sasuke left the position empty.

As far as Sakura was aware, Sasuke had nothing to say about Kansuke, whether good or bad.

Kansuke's medical records would include his identity - something meant to be concealed while in duty. Sakura had no authority looking into his anonymity.

Sasuke could have done this himself as he had the village's highest jurisdiction. But he wasn't really the type who would ask for favors unless he couldn't do it himself, was he?

Although Sakura was Konoha's head medic, she needed special permission from the ANBU's medical team to gain access to their files. Given the circumstances Sasuke put her in, however, she figured he wanted her to bypass such protocols. It required Sarada's new ANBU mask, careful planning, and prodigious visual jutsu to place that damned key into Sakura's coat pocket. But now, all Sakura had was ten minutes. Ten freaking minutes to find the needle in the haystack.

She knelt down and started from the bottom of the rightmost cabinet. She knew ANBU documents were filed in a strategic manner she knew nothing about - it was nothing alphabetical, chronological, or ordinal - to make it difficult for trespassers to go through them. Great, I totally forgot to ask Sarada about this.

However, as if all the odds were placed in her favor, she gasped as she opened the first random folder her hand had pulled from the stack. "Kansuke," she whispered, looking over the photo to make sure it was him.

With trembling hands, Sakura brought out the forged documents she had prepared this morning, placing them on his folder. She then hid the legitimate records inside her coat.

She was shaking. Document theft was a crime punishable by incarceration, as determined by the law her own husband had approved. As she regained her composure, she took another deep breath and took Sasuke's note again, flipping it over to reveal what he had written at the back.