Chapter 18- "dont be late"

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A few days past since the girls night. Life wasn't so bad. I got my job back and my apartment was being readied.

Reaching the gates of the hospital I stopped. The clear blue sky on this chilly morning looked beautiful. The birds swooped and sang happily. Things were finally going back to normal. I'm not looking at things sadly or feeling sad for myself.

Walking it I the hospital I am greeted by the familiar faces of the nurses and other doctors. I receive my schedule with a hearty 'good morning'. I smile and sigh.

"Good morning!" Im glad to be back to work. Although I wonder how long I would've been out of work ha I not have gone to Tsunade.
I flick though the pages. Checkups and test analysis in the morning and rounds in the after noon. I stopped my finger stopped its flow down the page to land pointing at the strangest thing.

"Medical Jutsu training"
What does that mean?! Am I training or am I instructing others?

"3:20 in the training lab" replied the nurse. She smiled and I did also before running up to my office. I reached the door and opened and closed it with a snap. Clutching the pages tightly I creased them. I rest my back against the door. It's been a few weeks since I've been here. My desk still the same only a large stack of papers sitting in the middle with a propped up note on them.
I stride over and snatch the thick card paper and look at the ink characters.
'I think it's time you catch up with us' it says.

It's signed off by Tsunade. Her signature was signed off on some papers I had needed her to sign the week before I left.
I sit behind my desk on my chair and tie up my blossom pink hair and set myself a clear goal.

"Finish half those papers by lunch" I say slowly to myself.

Clicking the back of my pen off the desk to spring the nib down I nod in confirmation and scribble my name down on the 'doctor singing off' line. I have some talented young medical ninja underneath me. The interns learn quickly everyday- I almost feel bad for running off.

I scan trough the interns work and link the information with patient info and illness. Their progression is fantastic. The silence in the room is disturbed by my scratching pen every so often. I'm as far in at five file folders when a voice suddenly rings in the room.
"Clearly I didn't teach you very well" he says.

Startled - my eyes widen with shock and look over the man that stands in front of me.
Green joinin jacket and black slacks and perfect gravity defying hair. I rest my chin on the palm of my hand and rest my elbow in the table. I laugh as if I expected him to come.

"What can I do for you?" I ask.
He cocks a eyebrow. "There is a long list, it may take a while"

I smile and shake my head and return to my work. When he stays rooted in his stop on the floor, I bite my lip.
What is he doing here? I wonder to myself. A blush tints my cheeks when I remember the night that we shared.

"Aren't you meant to be under house arrest or something?" I say trying to focus on the patient report and progress forms. I look up when I get no reply, he's not there. The room is empty.
My chair is suddenly and abruptly turned. Jolted to the left. His face is an inch away. One hand gripping tight onto the corner of my leather chair.

"Sakura" he says slowly, drawning out the 'a' at the end of my name.
I copy him stressing the 'shi' at the end of his name. I smile to myself as I turn back to my work.

"How are you feeling?" He asks me, playing with a lock of my hair. His presence weighing on me, a flutter in my stomach and an anticipation I hadn't felt for some time. I'm excited for the prospects of what might happen.

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