Whilst having writer's block for my other story, I have decided (against my better judgment) to write another! This time it's something not so familiar to me as it is ItaSaku and in the non-massacre world. We'll see how this turns out!

For those more experienced than me in this realm, please feel free to review (but nicely, I beg of thee!)

Summary: This could not be happening. How could she fall for the ANBU captain? She's a top-rated medic for heaven's sake! He's an heir, a captain, extremely silent, probably stuck up, and Sasuke's BROTHER! Oh, there was something wrong with her brain alright…

Onward!

It's just another body, it's just another body, keep telling yourself that Sakura. Heal the tendons then get to work on the muscles. After that comes the fat layers, then the skin, just like you've been taught.

Sakura Haruno was an excellent medic. Out in the field she was unrivaled in concentration, method, skill, and successful recoveries from any operation she preformed. But she was having more than a little difficulty today, what with the gorgeous hunk of maleness under her hands. The chiseled abs, the defined chest muscles, the ripped biceps, who knew Kakashi-sensei was so hot underneath those clothes?

"Sakura, are you sure you're alright? You don't seem to be focusing too well and I'd really rather meet my death in a more honorable way. And not today."

She snapped back to reality. "Hai, Kakashi-sensei, I'm focused, but you did some real damage out there. Are you trying to fight to the brink of death?"

His visible eye shut and crinkled, she knew he was amused by the comment. "Well, there are no new volumes of my novels on the shelves, so I have to keep entertained somehow." Damn pervert.

"Ok, you're all healed up, please try not to go back out there and ruin my work?" Sakura sighed. He had a habit of rushing back to the battlefield as soon as he was ready and destroying all the healing she had just done.

"Well, I suppose I could take it easy and watch Naruto and Sasuke. Knowing those two they'll end up fighting each other instead!" And with that he got up and strolled out of the tent.

Isn't it a little weird, your gawking over sensei's body? Oh, great, her inner just decided to show up. She thought she had gotten rid of her back during her training with Tsunade-sama. Nope, you're never gonna get rid of me! Now stop trying to change the subject!

Ok, Sakura admitted, it was a bit weird, but at least she wasn't drooling over him like every other damn kunoichi in the village! Stupid good-looking shinobi, flaunting themselves all over the place like pieces of meat in front of starving dogs!

Just as she finished wiping her hands and putting down the towel he showed up. It came as a shock to her, he rarely ever came into the medical section of the battlefield, he never needed to. So far she had only healed minor scratches, there was never any real damage because no one could touch him. Sakura just stood there; eyes wide open at the man in front of her.

"Saaakuraaaa-chaaaaaaan! What're you doing in here all by yourself? Aren't you bored or something? Good thing I showed up, or you'd be miserable, right?" Oh, Naruto, she had to admit the dense blob of orange was too boisterous not to love.

"Actually Naruto, I'm pretty much fine here. I have lots to work on, when I'm not healing people I have some research and experiments Tsunade-sama asked me to carry out." She smiled lightly at her dear friend. "So, what did you do?"

The blonde smiled wryly and scratched the back of his head. "Wellllll, it's no big deal, but could you fix my left arm? It kinda got pulled out of the socket when I was getting ready for an awesome move!"

Typical Naruto, always in the midst of something "cool/awesome/badass" when he gets hurt. "Ok, sit on the table and I'll have a look."

Naruto started rabbling on as Sakura administered a muscle relaxer, popped his arm back into place and gave him a shot of soothing liquid for good measure.

"… And so I hit him right in the gut with my kunai, BAM! He went flying! It was pretty cool, Sakura-chan!"

"Alright Naruto, you're good to go, just rotate your arm a few times and the relaxer should wear off by the time you get back to the fight."

"Ok, thanks Sakura-chan. It's pretty awesome to have a medic nin like you on the team, ya know?" She smiled at his goofiness.

"Yeah, well whatever I can do to help. Now get back out there, I'm sure they're getting pulverized without you."

"Yeah they are! How could they ever survive without my badass moves and jutsu? I'm just too awesome to be left out of a fight! Here I come guys!" He blazed off through the tent flaps off to do something stupid, Sakura was sure she'd see him in Konoha's hospital when they got back home.

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Sakura flopped down onto her couch with a sigh. She was beat. The day had been long and filled with shinobi flooding into the hospital for post-battle check-ups, the rookie 9 boys causing commotion all through the streets trying to decide who had a better fighting style, and random summoning from Tsunade-sama, mumbling something about Kakashi-sensei, a new book release, and there not being enough sake in the world.

A loud, low noise like a bear rippled through the air. Oh, if only she had bought some microwaveable meals before going to the field. She was too tired to cook whatever might be left in her fridge, probably just some leftover rice, and didn't want to walk all the way to the store to get groceries. Oh, well she thought guess I can pop into that little grill a few blocks down.

She raised herself up off the couch and grabbed her coat. It was getting chilly outside as winter approached and, as much as it would wake her up, Sakura didn't really feel like the cold wind would help her mood much. As she locked the door she noticed how beautiful it was outside. It was very late so the moon was already up, half full and shining so brightly it looked like it was a silver coin in the sun. The breeze was ok too, not too harsh but she could still feel it nipping at her pink cheeks. She headed off in the direction of the grill, plotting out in her head what warm, steaming bowl of food she wanted.

As she decided that a bowl of udon would suit her just fine the grill appeared, glowing lights making it look like the warmest restaurant she'd seen since battle. She entered the facility, wiped her shoes on the provided mat, and was led to a small booth near the back of the bar, in a nice, quiet corner. Perfect she mused to herself, scanning the menu.

Sakura's senses perked up, she felt a sudden shift in chakra as the door to the restaurant opened. This new chakra was on par with that of Tsunade-sama, the control was magnificent as well, she could tell. Who was it? It's not familiar at all. Missing nin? Enemy spy? Ambush? This grill was nearer the outskirts of town, it wouldn't be surprising if someone got pass Kotetsu and Izumo and quietly slipped in here as cover.

She contemplated turning around for a glance. But she knew she'd go all bug eyed and give herself away if she did. The only thing she could do was try to read the chakra more thoroughly. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Wait, there is something familiar about this chakra, it's got a similar pattern to… Uchicha! The hiss that came with that name echoed in her mind for a good 5 seconds before she decided to calm herself down. She was not in the mood for those pricks today, after all of the work she had gone through at the hospital she did NOT feel like dealing with a stuck-up, moody, uncaring, self-centered, showing off, egotistic bastard! But it looked like she had no choice, the damn thing was walking right in her direction. Damnit! There's an open table right across from me! Shit! Why can't they just put him somewhere else? Honestly, if it's anyone but Fugaku-san I will storm right out of this building! None of those other morons are tolerable!

She was fuming as Uchiha Itatchi walked right up to her table, sat down across from her, smirked, and stared straight into her eyes with his smoldering, dark onyx ones.