Title: it ain’t always greener on the other side
Summary: Upon his return to the village after the war, the elders demand something quite surprising from Sasuke. Canon!storyline.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto.
Prompt: Asylum
Rating: K+
A/N: HURRAY FOR SSMONTH! I’m late and this is not my usual quality work I think, but nonetheless, enjoy!
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He had half-expected the Godaime to demand him to comply to a full checkup after his return to the village; it had been five years since he had left Konoha, and in their length, only the rogue nin Kabuto had ever kept up with his health. Understandably, the fifth Hokage did not think this to count. In her eyes, he had not had a full checkup since his desertion of the village when he was twelve years old.
So when she strode into his hospital room on his fourth day back, eyes critical and mouth tight as she stiffly told him to get up and follow her down the hall to get examined, Sasuke was not surprised.
“Wait here,” Tsunade said, when they had reached the room and she had gestured him inside. Her tone was firm and far from friendly, but Sasuke held no delusions as to why. The woman had always hated him. “Someone will come see you soon. If I hear that you refused to comply in any way, your return is going to get a hell of a lot more difficult than it is right now, do you understand me?”
Sasuke’s brows furrowed for a moment, but he said nothing in return, averting his gaze.
Tsunade smirked. “I’ll take that as a yes.” And with that said, she slipped from the room and closed the door behind her.
Letting out a slow breath, Sasuke turned to his side and briefly inspected the room. Although only five years had passed, it seemed as though the hospital had been completely remodeled; he found himself wondering if perhaps it had been rebuilt along the lapse of time. After all, much of the village seemed to be under heavy reconstruction right now—war had clearly not been kind on Konoha.
The door clicked open, and Sasuke broke from his thoughts, glancing at the newcomer. His brows seldom raised when he found that it was Sakura.
“Hey, Sasuke-kun,” she greeted, smiling warmly.
He blinked, then nodded lightly. “Sakura.”
Tucking her clipboard into her arms, she said, “I know you were probably expecting someone else, but I thought you’d be more comfortable if the checkup was performed by someone you knew. And… someone who doesn’t judge you.”
Eyes softening just so, he merely nodded in response, shoulders easing.
Sakura’s smile brightened. “Well, alright then, let’s get started,” she said cheerfully, taking the few steps separating them before gesturing the examination table. “Take a seat, Sasuke-kun. We’ve got a lot to cover for those five years you missed.”
“Not quite five,” Sasuke corrected. “Kabuto kept tabs on my health in the two years I was under Orochimaru’s wing.”
Brows raising, Sakura made a sound of dismissal, and shot him an unimpressed look. “Oh please,” she said. “Like Kabuto ever actually cared beyond making sure his experiments worked.”
Well. He couldn’t argue against that.
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There was something bothering her, he could tell. Although he had first brushed off her fidgeting and evasive looks to her simply being flustered by her feelings for him, Sasuke quickly grew to realize that her behavior was far too strange to be left at that. She didn’t just seem shy now—no, there was a certain anxiousness to her features, a peculiar absentmindedness that spoke too clearly of her pensive mind.
There was something she was hiding from him, he realized. That—or she simply wasn’t sure how to tell him about it.
Sasuke’s lips tightened. “What is it?”
Taken off guard, Sakura stiffened and paused in her task, head tilting to look at him with obvious confusion. “Huh?”
“Something’s bothering you, and I want to know what.”
Her cheeks flushed at this, and she looked away, resuming her work. “It’s nothing, Sasuke-kun. Don’t worry about it.”
Sighing sharply, he spared her a semi-impatient look. “Sakura.”
She bit her lip. “It’s just… well, the elders said something earlier, and—you won’t like it, I think.” She paused here, and looked down, tucking her hair behind her ear. “If you ask me, the whole thing is so unnecessary really, and Naruto and I really tried to talk them out of it by convincing them that they don’t need this, but they wouldn’t hear us out and—”
“Sakura,” he pressed once more, black eyes exasperated. “Just spit it out.”
She stayed quiet for a moment, fiddling uneasily with the material of her clothes. She was hesitant, and clearly concerned about what her words might to do him.
“They, um… They want to send you to the village’s mental health facility,” she said, then, looking up at him with green, green eyes full of apologies.
He stiffened instantly, eyes widening just slightly before a fierce scowl crossed his features. “What?”
Sakura seemed to panic. “They just—they want a professional to assess your mental health,” she quickly went on, her tone quick and high. “With everything you’ve done since you left, they need reassurance that you’re not going to flip out on the people around you and—”
“—and what?” Sasuke griped, jaw growing unbearably tight. “Murder innocent civilians who dare to look at me the wrong way? Send some random guy to the hospital for merely uttering the Uchiha name?”
He knew he probably looked just as furious as he felt then, and that Sakura didn’t deserve this so soon after the war—but he couldn’t seem to control himself right now, his emotions ruling his heart as it had so many times before.
“Essentially, yes, but Sasuke-kun, you have to understand that with everything that happened—”
A sharpness tore at his heart, and he flinched, feeling suddenly betrayed. “Why are you defending them?” he asked, a subtle hurt masked in the harshness of his tone.
“No—it’s not—Sasuke-kun, it’s not like that at all, I just—I understand their fear. They’re just trying to—”
He looked away, and mulled his lips, unable to look at her anymore. Somehow, having Sakura defend the people who had so cruelly taken everything from him seemed too much to bear, just now.
A soft hand touched his arm. “Sasuke-kun, please,” she whispered, her voice so weak and vulnerable. “I know you would never hurt anyone—it’s the reason I tried to talk them out of it in the first place. But they don’t understand you, not like Naruto and Kakashi and I do, so I just—I get why they’d be wary. But gods, believe me when I say that I know with all of my heart that you would never, ever do something like this after everything that’s happened.” She squeezed his arm here, swallowing tightly, before she went on with a tight voice, “Maybe your change of heart is recent but I just—I know that your heart is good, Sasuke-kun. And I know you’re trying. And that it’s hard—to be back here.”
Chest still tight and knuckles curling, he forced himself to meet her gaze. At the sight of her earnest, pleading eyes, he slowly felt his fury give way to something wearier, softer. Accepting.
After a long moment, he gave a long, deep sigh.
“For how long?”
Sakura’s eyes lightened, then, lips pulling into a small, tender smile. “Maybe a week. But… it shouldn’t be more than that I think.”
He sighed again, jaw tensing slightly. “…Fine,” he murmured, relenting.
She squeezed his arm again. Peering at him softly, her smile grew a little. “This is good, Sasuke-kun. Your cooperation—it’ll help your case a lot. It’ll be over before you know it, okay?”
Slowly, he nodded, and watched as Sakura gave him a final, gentle smile, before pulling away and jotting something down in his charts. As she went to resume the ongoing checkup, however, a knock sounded on the door.
“Sorry to interrupt, Sakura-san,” a young nurse called, bowing politely as she stepped inside. “There is an urgent matter that requires your attention.”
“Is Shizune-san not available?” Sakura replied, brows furrowing lightly. “I’m a little busy at the moment.”
The nurse’s eyes quickly fluttered over him then, apparent distaste crossing her features, and Sasuke tried not to let his jaw clench.
“I’m afraid she’s assisting Hokage-sama today. It was said all emergencies were to be referred to you.”
Frowning, Sakura ran a hand through her hair, and sighed. “Okay, alright,” she acquiesced. Sasuke wondered if he was imagining the faint displeased tone in her voice. “Wait for me outside, I’ll be there in a minute.”
The nurse nodded, gave a quick bow, and promptly slipped out of the room.
Sakura sighed once more. “I’m sorry about that, Sasuke-kun.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for. It’s an emergency, Sakura, it’s not like you have a choice.”
Eyes lessening, she shook her head and said, “No, not that.” Her lips tightened. “I’m sorry about how that nurse acted. You didn’t need that—I’m sure you get enough of those looks and that silent judgment from everyone else, and you don’t need it from my staff.”
Sasuke swallowed, and looked away. “Not your fault.”
Gently, her hand cupped his cheek, urging him to look at her. He complied, meeting sad green eyes and softly furrowed brows. “And it’s not yours either, Sasuke-kun,” she whispered. “Please remember that. You’re not the same man you were, and I’m sure everyone else will see that in time.”
Probably not, he mused to himself. Realistically, there were always going to be people who would hate him, no matter what he would end up doing. He could save the world a thousand times, and there would still be people in this world who would believe that nothing good would ever come from him.
(not that he would tell her that.)
The warmth of her hand falling away drew him from his thoughts.
“I better go,” she said, smiling at him. “But I promise to come back later, okay?”
Slowly, Sasuke nodded.
Sakura smiled wider. “Okay. I’ll send a nurse—a nice one—to escort you back into your room.”
His lips twitched lightly. “No need,” he said. “I’m just a few doors down, so I think I can find my way back alone.”
She grinned, and laughed lightly. “Right, sorry.” Tucking the clipboard to her chest, she gave a small wave and said, “Well, I really gotta go. I’ll see you later, Sasuke-kun!” before jogging towards the door.
When it clicked shut, Sasuke’s shoulders fell, the comfort of Sakura’s presence quickly leaving place to a boiling frustration that seemed to be growing every day since his return. Lips thinning in a firm line, Sasuke ran his hand through his hair and wondered what other punishment the mistakes of his past would bring him; probation, he had expected, and even jail time had seemed like a far too likely option in his case… but the asylum—well, he’d never thought his actions would warrant him that many questions about his sanity.
Exhaling a slow, quiet breath, he let his hand fall back, and leaned against the cold hospital wall, closing his eyes. He didn’t want to think about what it would be like to go back to that horrible place—or was it better, now? Maybe the asylum had changed, after nine years.
Sasuke hoped so; if it hadn’t, he didn’t know if he could make it without coming out worse in the end—if he ever would.
I interpreted Sasuke’s desire for power as part of what became as an asylum. In Shippu, Sasuke grows more and more lost and becomes part of the darkness ; w ; But Sakura serves as someone that saves him.
◀SS Month 2016▶ | Day 2 : Asylum "I love you so much that it hurts.."
Ahhhh I’ve been so busy with school.. I’m so sorry if this is late and this seemed kind of rushed but I’m still posting this even it’s already day 3 here щ（ﾟДﾟщ）
[Ah here is my second entry for SSmonth! I am very sorry that it is so late, I hope it can still be counted for participating! Work/schedule was not very easy for me to balance, ah so I am sorry for that. But, please enjoy and take care!ヾ(´▽｀;)ゝ Ah also please forgive me if there are any mistakes, I am very tired.]
Title: Just You and Me
Day Two – Prompt: Asylum
Genre: Horror... probably more like soft-horror though, lol.
Summary: Next time, they'll go to the movies instead.
Note: I tried. I really tried... I’m pretty sure I’m like half-sleep when I woke this (or any of the prompts, oops). Also, this is my first ssmonth so I’m super excited! Feel free to leave reviews and/or suggestions! Also found on fanfiction.
It had been over an hour since Sasuke and Sakura got separated from their friends. Everything started out as a joke over dinner to see who's brave enough. Hours later, they found themselves in the haunted, abandoned building at the edge of Konoha. It's the one place no one dared to go.
Despite some disagreements on where to go, the two were glad they were together. Sakura held onto Sasuke's hand as they quietly walked down the worn out halls. The green coloured concrete walls were peeled off due to overexposure of the sun and fainted sounds of water dripping.
They turn around the corner, trying to look for an exit or one of their friends. Sasuke could swear they were on the first floor still but time had passed. The building was huge. He gently squeezed Sakura's hand as they stepped into a room. There was a child sized bed, dusty old rug, and a bookcase by the small window.
Sakura's eyes wander the several books on the shelves. Some were children's books and some textbooks. She had known and heard stories of this place but never knew there were children involved. Her hand reached over for one but withdrew as it wasn't her property to touch. Sakura glanced over at Sasuke who had been staring out the dirty window.
"No bars still," Sakura says as she pulled out her phone. "Let's try to find the exit again. There's no use for us to stay in one place."
"So we can walk around like idiots in the dark? I rather wait here until morning, Sakura," Sasuke replied.
He didn't mean to sound harsh towards her. After all, he was frustrated that they agreed to explore this building. As a kid, his older brother would tell scary stories about the abandoned building and how no one should never go in because they'll never leave. Sasuke wasn't a believer in scary stories but deep down, in this moment, he was scared.
"I know, Sasuke-kun. I just don't want us to stay here and you know how my parents are if I stay out too late," she says, walking closer and intertwining their fingers. "Let's take a deep breath and follow our instincts, yeah?"
Sasuke took a deep breath as told and felt a small weight off his shoulders. No matter how stressful or ridiculous the situation is, it's only Sakura that could think straight for the two.
Asylum. Angst/horror He left home He killed people He came back He started trying He lived life He died young She was abandoned She was hurt She welcomed him She accompanied him She loved him She cried for him Sasuke was her safe house Sasuke was her remedy Sasuke was her happiness Sasuke was her suffering Sasuke was her love Sasuke was her life Sakura was his tie Sakura was his anchor Sakura was his band aid Sakura was his family Sakura was his love Sakura was his life At the end of the road where we must part We try to seek the things we care for most When losing her other half she lost another half When seeking for her heart she lost her sanity He fought. He lost. She fought. She lost. He lost his life. She lost her home. Staying was painful. She sought protection. She sought refuge. She sought asylum. He was a criminal. No reason for her to hurt. He was a traitor. No reason for her to forgive. He was a jerk. No reason for her to care. And yet she did. She was in so much pain. Leaving would condemn her to his same fate. Staying would condemn her to a worse fate. She left. She left with protection. A guarantee that she would never again return. She left with asylum. Because in this world that was him-less. She had nothing. Nothing but a promise. A promise that she could safely start anew. A promise of asylum.
Summary: AU- She’s a psychiatrist and he’s her patient in an asylum. Slowly, she realizes that her patient isn’t that insane as people claim him to be.
A/N: Okay… Blame Arkham Asylum for this one. Batman was all I could think of for this theme, so…. Why not using the world’s craziest couple as a reference? haha I hope you enjoy this one, and don’t forget to leave me a Review!
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Being a newly graduated medic among a team of experts was not what she had expected it to be when she graduated. The depreciative stares, the gossip and those medics who thought she was just a child playing around; were things that irritated her basically every day during her first year as a member of the Konoha Asylum medical team. Never before had she met so many arrogant people, who clearly hated their jobs and couldn’t care less about what being a medic really meant. Those frustrated professionals were definitely a bother to her. However, even if she hated to admit it, she needed them to work and to help who truly needed her. As a psychiatrist, she needed that team so she could truly understand how it felt to treat the minds of those who have lost themselves in the path of life.
Unlike what her colleagues said, she believed that the patients of the asylum weren’t a bunch of lost causes. They weren’t aggressive or extremely anxious, and it was possible to maintain a conversation with most of them. The patients there were special and unique, each of them with a story to share. A story that, for them, was nothing more than the reality in which they lived in. A fantastic reality, full of rules and schemed like any other. There were laws and differences, and each person played an important role in order to keep that reality working.
Fools were those who called that a simple delusion.
The complexity behind each new reality was just too fascinating for her, and trying to go deeper in those thoughts was the one thing that motivated her the most in that whole healing process. Haruno Sakura wanted to understand her patients. No matter what, she wanted to be a part of their worlds. And for the first time, she would have that opportunity.
A new patient had been handed to her care. And he was about to show her his own reality.
According to his files, when he was still a child, the patient had suffered a mental breakdown after his brother murdered his entire family. In search of revenge, the patient managed to kill his brother, and soon after that, the police brought him to the Konoha Asylum. It was certainly a sad story, and if Sakura were to experience the same things as he did, she would have definitely suffered with the trauma as much as he did. In order to protect what was left in her, she would have definitely created a new reality, just like he did.
Poor child… He must have suffered a lot.
And now that he was an adult just like her, Uchiha Sasuke was more than just used to the life he was forced to live.
As she walked in those lonely, white hallways towards the cell where he was kept, the psychiatrist could feel her heart beating faster in anxiety. That would be the first time she would handle such a complicated case all by herself, and even if she graduated as the first in her class with marks that impressed all of her professors, Sakura felt a bit insecure, since what she was about to witness was a real human life who would count on her to get himself free from that pain that resided in his chest.
He would count on her to find the peace he was looking for.
When she found herself waiting outside the door of his cell, Sakura took one deep breath before entering his zone. As she had expected, the cell had four white walls with nothing hanging on them; two chairs and a desk, where a recorder rested ready to register the whole conversation in between the doctor and her patient. The pinkette found that disrespectful and an offensive to everything she learned during her years in college, and if it depended on her that recorder would be smashed against the wall. She didn’t want any interference in their conversation, for in her vision, he was a patient and not a criminal.
To her, he was a human, not a prisoner.
Leaning against one of the walls, with both of his hands hidden in his pockets and a stoic expression ruling his face, was her patient. Uchiha Sasuke, a tall man, with dark hair and the most well-defined features she had ever seen. He had a strong jaw-line, and thanks to the sleeveless shirt he was wearing, her eyes could see some of the muscles of his arm. Sasuke is certainly a handsome man, and she didn’t need much effort to notice that. However, once he opened those deep, dark orbs of his to look at her, her heart skipped a beat and she felt as if the air in her lungs had vanished.
Those eyes of his… She was certainly not expecting something that intense from her patient.
Looking at those onyx orbs of his just swept her off of her feet. That darkness surrounding his soul sent chills down her body, making all of her body tremble in a sensation she had never felt before. It was a mix of fear, solitude and excitement that was taking over her senses and involving her own soul. His eyes were hypnotizing her, for she could feel her control slipping away from her body. And never before had losing control felt that good.
The time she spent observing his gorgeous eyes did not pass unnoticed by the Uchiha, for there was a cocky smirk playing on his lips by the time she was set free from his unconscious powers. A blush went to color her cheeks, as she settled down on one of the chairs. She placed some papers on the desk, and after clearing her throat, she finally returned her attention to him, now with her eyes full of determination.
A determination that struck him straight in the heart.
“ Hello, Uchiha-san… My name is Haruno Sakura and I’ll be your psychiatrist from now on.”
“ Hn.”
“ Would you mind sitting so we can talk?”
“ Tch…” He took his hands out of his pockets, and stumbled his way towards the chair. He sat down, crossing his arms over his chest. That would certainly be a difficult patient, Sakura thought.
“ So… How are you feeling today? Is there anything new that-“
“ Cut the crap already, will you, doctor? I know why you’re here.”
His sudden reaction surprised her at first, but as she had studied many times, when talking to a patient with mental problems, going along with his conversation is the most important thing in order to discover about his own world. And so, with that in mind, Sakura placed her right elbow on the desk, leaning her chin over her hand. Her eyes were connected to his, and he could tell that all of her attention was on him.
“ You know? Then would you mind telling me why? My boss simply told me to come and I have no idea of what I’m doing here."
Well played, doctor.
“ Hn. You’re here because they want me to talk about what happened that night.”
“ What night?”
“ The night I killed my brother, of course.” He smirked, trying to scare her. He wanted to test her, and to see if he could take her to her limit. He has done it countless times before. Psychiatrist after psychiatrist, the Uchiha discovered that he actually enjoyed analyzing the ones who should be analyzing him. He became the lion, turning the others into weak lambs.
But Sakura was far from being one of his weak experiments.
Without flinching, the doctor made a stoic face, showing him that his words had had absolutely no effect on her. Her breathing, he noticed, remained the same as before, and her eyes- those beautiful emerald eyes of hers- showed neither shock nor surprise at all.
That doctor… She was really something, he thought.
“ Uhmm interesting. Maybe we can talk about this night some other time. For now, I wanna hear more about your opinion about the reason why I'm here. I mean… Why do you think they sent you to me?”
“ Isn’t it clear? They want me to speak, and so, after trying to send many old psychiatrists, they’re now trying to see if a young and beautiful girl can have any new effect on me.”
“ And is it working?”
“ What?”
“ You know… Am I turning you on or something like that?”
The innocence in her voice and in her expression were just too damn annoying for him. That pink hair and those pure eyes matched perfectly with the description of a good girl, and hearing all those questions coming out from her rosy lips was just too intriguing for him. Was she really like that or was she just trying to make him talk? For the first time in years, Uchiha Sasuke didn’t know the answer to her question, and not knowing such thing left him thrilled.
You bet he was turned on by his new doctor.
With a smirk on his lips, Sasuke unfolded his arms and lazily placed his elbows on the table. He kept his eyes on hers, and enjoyed when she decided not to break that eye-contact. By doing so, he would answer her question, and at the same time be sure that she was also feeling the same. The passion that had grown during that simple interaction was something to be taken in consideration, and both the medic and the patient knew that the time they would spend together from that moment on would be more than simply interesting.
Their sessions would certainly be intense.
“ Hn, I like you, doc… I believe we will have a good time together.”
“ I hope we do, Uchiha-san.”
“ Please… Call me Sasuke. If we’re gonna be together from now on, then there is no need for such formalities.”
“ Good… Then, Sasuke, I hope we can make some progress here.”
“ You bet there will be a lot of progress in between us.”
After exchanging more flirtatious words and indeed talking about his problems, a bell rang and two men appeared in the room. She noticed how he sent them a deadly glare, and how he almost stood up when one of them touched her shoulder. All his little changes were observed by the psychiatrist, and knowing those two were leaving her patient uncomfortable, she told them to leave her alone after every session. The doctor, then, sent Sasuke a smile, before leaving the cell.
It was evident for both of them that the hour they spent together had affected them in ways neither of them could have imagined. She left knowing she had found a patient who could shake her reality, and he stood knowing he had found a doctor who could see him as a human and not a criminal.
They parted knowing that their lives would be different from that day on.
A positive kind of different, for sure.
Their next encounters from that day on were more and more productive, for they discovered new parts of their stories at each new analysis. She had known the reasons behind his murdering impulse that took the life of his brother, and somehow, she even understood them. His brother had taken everything away from him. The family, the memories and the love shared on his childish days vanished from his life along with the life of his brother. The world around him didn’t seem to make any sense anymore, and that was when he turned himself in to the police.
After achieving his revenge, he knew it was time for him to rest. And taking a rest from that reality was, definitely, what he needed.
It was true after hearing his point of view from his own story, Sakura started to see her own reality with different eyes. Unlike before, she didn’t see kindness in people that often anymore, and the way the society worked didn’t please her anymore. The corruption, the injustices and the hypocrisy, all of that in order to get more and more money. The world in her eyes was a mess after meeting Uchiha Sasuke, and she was somehow glad that his words opened her eyes to that reality. And now that she could see it, her conception of life was shattered in a million pieces.
Sakura was a different woman because of him.
And that change certainly didn’t please everyone.
As she lived a new life with the same, old people, Sakura realized that her family and friends didn’t approve her new behavior. They would tell her that she was different, and that whatever had happened in that Asylum was changing her for the worse. Her best friend even told her that she was becoming obsessed, and that caused them to have a serious fight.
How could she be obsessed?
How could people around her not see the obvious?
How could they call her a liar?
Times were hard on her since the medic chose to stand up for what she believed. She wouldn’t let anyone tell her what to do or what to think anymore. She wouldn’t let them say she was wrong, let alone say that it was all because of her new patient. It was not his fault that he had opened her eyes with his own words, and instead of just treating, she was also being treated by him.
It was not his fault if the truth hurt.
It was not his fault if that truth should have remained as a secret.
Unfortunately, it was his fault that she had discovered such thing. And once she discovered that secret, the pinkette would have to face the consequences.
Her problems began on a sunny morning, when the director of the asylum called her to his office. By the way her alienated colleagues were looking at her and giggling, Sakura concluded that the gossip had already been spread and that she was going to get scolded for a reason she didn’t even know.
Typical, she thought.
Once she finally arrived at the director’s office and sat in the chair in front of him, the man called Danzou looked straight into her eyes with a serious expression ruling his face. He placed some papers in front of her, and after taking a deep breath, the asylum director started what would be his last conversation with the young psychiatrist.
“ Ms. Haruno… What I’m about to say won’t satisfy you, but not saying it would be a serious mistake on my part.”
The silence was leaving her worried. What could she have possibly done that time?
“ According to the tapes recorded from your sessions with the patient Uchiha Sasuke, the other financial partners of the asylum and I have decided to end your affiliation with the team.”
“ What? Are you firing me? You can’t do this. I have a contract.”
“ Exactly. You see, due to your contract, we had to ask for the help of our lawyer, who talked to a judge. The judge, after listening to the tapes, reached the conclusion that you’ve become incapable of exercising your medical duties. According to him, the patient has left you unstable, and for that no progress was made during the time you’ve spent together.”
“ This is ridiculous! The patient and I have created a bond that makes the healing a lot faster and humane. My methods may not please you or the others, but I assure you the patient is a lot better than when we started.”
“ Not according to the judge.”
“ What?”
“ You see… According to the judge, your patient not only has not shown any sign of progress, but his condition has aggravated. Therefore, tomorrow he will be initiating an intensive treatment.”
“ Intensive? You can’t possibly be suggesting-“
“ The electroshock.”
Her eyes widened and at the same instant her heart skipped a beat. There was no air in her lungs and her hands started to shake uncontrollably.
That couldn’t be happening.
“ Danzou, you can’t be serious!? You can’t do this to my patient! I won’t allow that!”
“ Uhmm. I understand your concern, doctor Haruno, but… He’s not your patient anymore. There is nothing more you can do about it.”
“You…”
“ We’re done here. Could you please leave my office?”
“ Danzou, you bastard!” She stood up, hitting her hands on his desk. “ You can’t do this to him.”
“ Oh…” He smirked. "I certainly can.”
Sending him a deadly glare, Sakura clenched her fists and turned away to leave. For there were two men waiting for her outside his office, she figured hitting the director on the face wouldn’t be the most intelligent of the solutions. She left the office, heading straight to her own, temporary one so she could think about the situation with clarity.
The electroshock was definitely not the best option for a patient such as Sasuke. It was not the best option for any patient at all. It was a barbarian method, which never showed any progress. She was against that inhumane method, and her body was filled with anger at the simple thought of Sasuke having to go through that. Her job didn’t really matter anymore, and all she could think of was trying to find a way to save him from that cruel destiny.
She was going to save him.
No matter what, she was not going to let her patient go through that.
On that day, the pink haired psychiatrist spent the entire day locked in her office, thinking of a way to stop that atrocity. She read some of her books, looking for any concrete evidence that could set the boy free. She looked for that silver-lining everywhere, but found nothing. The fact that he was not her patient anymore made things a lot more complicated, and basically left her hands tied.
There was nothing she could do to save him. As a medic, there was nothing in her reach to help her patient.
But that was when it hit her.
Above it all, Haruno Sakura is a human. And as a human, she can do whatever she wants.
And what she wanted was to save that boy that meant everything to her.
After reaching such deep conclusion about what it meant to be a human, the psychiatrist began to think of a strategy to get him out of the treatment he had been sentenced to. She decided she would take advantage of the fact that people from the night shift still didn’t know she had been fired, and this way, she would easily gain access to the Uchiha. It seemed a simple thing to be done, however, she knew that the most difficult part of her plan would be getting him out of there. And in order to succeed, not even her title as a medic would help.
The night fell, at last, and she started her rescue plan. As she had expected, the latest gossip still hadn’t fed the evil souls of those who worked at the darkest hours of the day. She walked around the hallways like she always did, and without drawing unnecessary attention, Sakura entered Sasuke's dorm.
That visit certainly surprised him. A good surprise, for sure.
“ What are you doing here, doc?”
“ Shhh…” She placed her index in front of her lips, and such action certainly left the boy curious. What could be possibly happening at that moment? “ Keep it low… We’re getting out of here.”
“ What? Are you taking me out of the asylum? Why are you even doing this?” His eyes widened in curiosity, as he stood up from his bed.
“ Don’t ask such complicated questions right now… Just know that I’m gonna help you escape this place.” She was leaning against the door, observing the hallway.
“ Are you insane? What about your job? And what about my treatment?”
“ Let’s just say we’re both free from this things.”
“ You got fired?” He stood up, placing his left hand on his hip, smirking at her.
“ They said I was obsessed with you.”
“ Well, aren’t you?” He looked at her with a provocative smile, and she couldn’t help but blush a little. Perhaps she really was obsessed with him. That, or something she just didn’t want to admit to her heart.
“ We have to go now, Sasuke.”
“Hn, as you wish, Sakura…”
After the girl brushed off all of those teasing words, the duo finally started to move towards the exit. They did it as silently as they could, trying not to drag the attention of the other patients. Their eyes were alert, and any sound was suspicious, knowing that by that time, the security cameras had already denounced their plan.
The whole asylum was after them. And it was only when they were close to the exit that the Uhciha’s favorite duo of nurses showed up. Things were about to get complicated.
But that didn’t mean they would back off.
“ Let us pass. He is my patient, and I am responsible for him.” Sakura took a step forward, standing in between Sasuke and the two men.
“ Good try, doc… We already know you got fired, so there is no way we can let you walk away with your lunatic friend.” The one from the right started, crossing his arms over his chest.
“ You don’t understand… He will be sent to the electroshock. I can’t let this happen.”
“ Electroshock?!” Sasuke said, surprised and a little scared after knowing what the future in the asylum awaited for him. Now everything was clear to him. And he really needed to thank her after they left that place.
“ Electroshock? Oh… That’s even better than we had thought!” The one from the left stated, nodding in excitement.
“ What? How can you say something like this?” She glared at them, clenching her fists.
“ Well, you see, doc… We never really liked the boy… Always an arrogant brat… It wouldn’t be that bad if his brain fried during the treatment!” The one from the right laughed out loud, thinking about the scene he had imagined.
“ You two…”
Hearing those things made Sakura boil in anger. Those two had vowed to protect people when they graduated, and now they were saying that it would be funny to see a man dying in the electric chair. Those two disgusted her more than anything in the world, and there was no way she would let them get away with that. She would teach them a lesson, but first she needed to get Sasuke out of there.
First, she needed to save him.
But who said he needed to be saved?
“ Sasuke… Get out of here now. I’ll take care of them.”
“ Oh… You’re gonna take care of us, doctor? Maybe we can take care of you in front of the retarded one.”
“ Now you’ve gone too far.” The Uchiha said, in a low, scary tone, as his hands were turned into fists. His body was shaking, and Sakura could swear his eyes had turned red in anger.
That was not the same man she had spent a month taking care of.
He was different.
And that difference was, certainly, exciting.
“ Aww… The freak got angry at us?”
“ I think we should tell him more about what we are gonna do to his girl.”
“ Great idea! First, we’re gonna tie her up, and then-“
The man never got to finish that phrase or any other in his life.
In a blink of an eye, the Uchiha ran to him, grabbing the pen in his pocket, and without hesitating, craved it on the man’s throat. There was blood staining the whole floor, as the other nurse and the doctor stood there in shock.
How could that be happening?
How could that boy be so fast and precise?
No one knew. And before any theory could come up, his cold blooded anger made another victim.
It happened even faster than the first time, for he only needed to make a hole in the other man’s eye. The hole was deep and the attack was mortal. There were no survivors, and even if there was blood staining his shirt, his expression remained cool and mysterious.
Those eyes of his were now dark again, and as he looked at her, Sakura could tell he had returned to normal.
But how normal could he be after killing two men?
With her eyes still widened in shock and her heart still punching her ribcage, the psychiatrist stood still as she observed the mess left behind. Red was the predominant color in that view, but the darkness in his eyes was the one color catching her attention. They were pure, deep, intense and they were looking straight at her. Once again, she was trapped in those orbs and her body wouldn’t simply respond to any of her commands. He was approaching her, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Run or Stay. That decision wasn’t hers to make anymore.
And it was only when he pressed her against the wall that her brain started to obey her again.
His body was towering over hers, and the distance in between them was close to zero. Her chest would touch his whenever she breathed, and she could feel the warmth of his body irradiating to her own skin. The Uchiha leaned down, so his lips were close to her left ear, and she could feel his hot breath fawning over her shoulder.
“ Sakura…”
His scent was intoxicating and suddenly the air around them disappeared. She could feel the chills running down her spine, and there was a growing anxiety taking over her senses.
“ Are you afraid of me?”
Fear? Oh… That was definitely not the feeling that was inside her heart.
She was speechless, and surprised, but not afraid.
How could she fear the man who took over her heart?
“ No, I’m not.”
At her answer, a smirk crossed the Uhciha’s face, and he didn’t think twice before kissing those rosy lips of his doctor. They were soft, warm and welcoming just like he had imagined during all their sessions together, and knowing she didn’t back off at all was just too exciting for his disturbed mind.
At last, he had found love. A crazy love. And together, they ran away to their own, lunatic reality.
