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"Mr. Uchiha? Uchiha Sasuke?"

Several heads in the waiting room turned as a tall, sleek man with spiky black hair stood up. He quickly dusted off his black designer slacks and adjusted the collar of his navy blue button down.

He certainly attracted attention.

"You can come with me. Tsunande-sama will be with you shortly." Shizune smiled to herself and led the man to an office. She gathered some supplies and slapped on a pair of latex gloves.

"I'll just quickly check your vitals. How are you doing today Mr. Uchiha?" she asked, removing the cap of the thermometer.

"Fine," he replied, not looking at her.

"Good." She grabbed a disposable tip from the drawer and placed it on the end of the thermometer.

"Okay, say ahhh." Sasuke rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to let Shizune place the tip of the thermometer under his tongue. He closed his mouth and tapped his foot impatiently.

After a moment a beep was heard and Shizune slid the thermometer out. "98.6. Good, no fever."

She popped the disposable tip off and tossed it in the trash. Next, she grabbed the sphygmomanometer and opened the inflatable cuff.

"Any pain? Are you feeling sick today?" She wrapped the cuff around his upper arm and began checking his blood pressure.

He inhaled slowly for four counts and exhaled through his nose. He hated the constricting feeling of the cuff tightening around his arm.

"Just slight shoulder pain." He rolled his shoulders back and moved his head toward his chest.

"Hmmm." Shizune unwrapped the cuff and jotted something down.

"Well your blood pressure is fine." She then led him towards a scale and proceeded to check his height and weight.

"You're at a very healthy weight. Everything looks good so far."

"Hn."

Shizune jotted some more notes down. Not much of a talker then, huh? Tsunade was going to love him.

"Alright then Mr. Uchiha, just wait here please. Be sure to tell Tsunade-sama about your shoulder pain." Shizune grabbed her equipment and walked out of the room. Minutes later Tsunade came in, huffing and out of breath. She slammed the door and wiped the sweat from her brow.

"Hello, Mr. Uchiha. Forgive me, I've had quite a busy day. My name is Tsunade and-"

"I know who you are, I requested you," Sasuke said smoothly, gazing at her with cool, onyx eyes.

Tsunade pursed her lips.

"Well then, I understand that you have back and shoulder pain?"

She grabbed her clipboard and prepared to take notes.

"Yes, I believe that's what I wrote," he replied in an annoyed tone. She narrowed her eyes and gripped her clipboard tightly, her knuckles turning pale.

"Do you have any idea where the pain might have come from? Do you think this pain is resulting from your fighting days?

She eyed him carefully, waiting for a snarky retort that would set her off. She had no patience for people like him.

"I injured my shoulder around the time I retired."

He ran his fingers through his hair and clenched his jaw. Bullshit.

His trainer, Orochimaru, was the one to injure him. After his last match, not yet aware it would be his last match, he decided that Orochimaru was no longer of use to him. He felt he had already surpassed the older man in terms of strength, and that he had nothing left to teach him.

Needless to say, Orochimaru was not pleased. He spent the last few years using Sasuke for money and fame. When Sasuke fired him, Orochimaru retaliated by grabbinghim and twisting his arm back.

"Not a very wise choice, my little prodigy." The older man used his other arm to grab Sasuke's jaw and flicked his tongue out to lick the shell of his nearly shivered at the memory.

Tsunade looked suspicious. "And you never sought out medical attention?"

Sasuke shrugged, "I didn't have the time."

Another lie. Orochimaru had also injected something into him that made the muscles around his shoulder, back and neck throb ever so often. He had been to countless doctors in the attempt to get it out of his system, but none of the doctors could figure out what the poison was.

What kind of fighter doesn't have time to seek out medical attention? Tsunade tapped her pen thoughtfully. That could have resulted in the end of his career, if that wasn't already the reason. Regardless, it wasn't her place to pry.

"What makes you interested in my chakra methods?"

"I read that chakra healing is quick. I don't have the time to undergo a surgery and wait for recovery."

Tsunade bit her lip in concentration. How should she bring up Naruto? Surely, it would be awkward and rather inappropriate, and Sasuke seemed like the arrogant type who would most likely refuse. But, it had to be done soon. She placed her clipboard down and looked him right in the eye.

"Mr. Uchiha, I have a proposition for you."

Sasuke raised a poised eyebrow.

"My grandson is currently going through some difficulties. I responded to your request to see me because I need to get him wanting to do martial arts again." She was rather nervous.

Sasuke frowned. "And how would I do that?"

"I want you to be his personal trainer."

Sasuke snorted. "You already know I'm retired. Even if I wasn't, what makes you think I'd do this? I owe you and your grandson nothing."

Tsunade's look became stern. "I need my grandson's happiness! You were his idol!"

"And I shouldcare, why?" He asked, defiantly.

Tsunade sighed in defeat.

"Look, I'll do anything. I'll treat you for free. He has nothing and no one except for me. You were the one who requested my services, and you know damn well you won't find anyone else in the whole damn state that practices chakra healing."

"Please," she added reluctantly.

Sasuke remained quiet, contemplating. Why should he help her? She was no one to him. But, she was the best doctor in the area and truly the only one that worked with chakra.

"My brother," he said simply.

Tsunade made an exasperated noise. "What?"

"You will treat my brother as well. He has severe eye pain and can hardly see. He also hasn't had the time to see a doctor."

Tsunade sucked her teeth. What the hell were wrong with these Uchihas?

"Fine. I'll give you the address. You are to meet with him at least 3 times a week for the next 6 months, at your convenience any time before or after his school hours."

Tsunade wrote the information down and handed the paper to him. Sasuke snatched the paper and began to walk away. She grabbed his arm.

"His name is Naruto and if you hurt him, I will make sure that your brother never sees anything but the backs of his eyelids again.

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Naruto was rudely awoken with a pillow to the face. He nearly jumped a mile high.

"What the hell was that for?" He said, rubbing the sleep from eyes and attempting to calm his racing heart.

"You've been sleeping all day. We have a guest so go wash your face, change and come to the living room." Tsunade left the room.

"Kami, did she wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?"

He grumbled, grabbing random clothes from his drawer. He yawned loudly and headed to the bathroom. He threw water on his face, combed out his hair and put his clothes on. He walked out,brushing his teeth.

"ey baa- can, who is vis guess anyay? Why di-"

Naruto dropped his toothbrush.

"Sa-sa, Uchiha Sasuke?" Naruto sputtered, toothpaste landing on his shirt.

Sasuke was leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, and one foot back against the wall. He surveyed Naruto. The boy in front of him had wild blond hair and bright, cerulean eyes. He wore a light grey shirt with a picture of a sushi roll and dark blue denim jeans that looked like they were close to popping at the seams.

Sasuke curled his lip in disgust.

Red faced, Naruto spat the rest of his toothpaste on the floor, which Tsunade bopped him on the head for, and gawked at the man standing by the door.

Sasuke tilted his head and smirked. If he was honest, the boy sort of resembled a sushi roll.

"Haven't you learned that staring openly is rude?"

Naruto immediately dropped his eyes.

"Oh! Uh, sorry." He scratched the back of his head with one hand and chuckled, clearly embarrassed.

"So, umm, why are you here exactly?" he look up at Sasuke, then to Tsunade questioningly.

"Well, yesterday was a pretty busy day and Sasuke suddenly came by and I knew I recognized him from somewhere and-"

Tsunade paused. What was she doing rambling nonsense and stumbling over her words? Out with it!

"He's going to be your personal trainer," she said, getting to the point. She braced herself.

"What!" Sasuke and Tsunade winced at the shriek.

"Look," Naruto started, making a face at Tsunade and turning to Sasuke, "I dont know what my grandma here was thinking. I mean, dont get me wrong or anything, I was a huge fan. I mean, you were really good!" he grinned and scratched the back of his head again. His cheeks were red.

"I still am good." Sasuke stated simply.

Naruto tilted his head to the side. "Eh? But aren't you retired?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Natural talent doesn't just vanish overnight."

Naruto looked at him as if he had growngrew three heads.

"Just because you've worked hard to be good at something doesn't mean it's going to stay that way forever. You still need hard work and dedication. It's easy to move ten steps backwards and not be able to do the things that you've learned and practiced for a long time."

Sasuke snorted. "Yeah, if you're a dumbass."

Naruto narrowed his eyes. Was this guy being serious?

"How can you say that? With the way you fought, how can you say that hard work doesn't matter?"

Sasuke sighed. "Hard work will only get you so far. If you weren't born with natural talent, you can work and practice as much as you want, but it would be worthless."

Naruto remained quiet for a moment. Suddenly, he pointed at Sasuke.

"Baa-chan,"

"Dont call me that!" Tsunade interrupted.

"I refuse to do anything with this cocky asshole. And besides, I don't want a personal trainer."

"More like you need one."

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Naruto asked hotly.

Tsunade groaned internally. She already knew where this was going. She should have kicked Sasuke out when she had the chance.

Sasuke scoffed, "Have you looked in a mirror lately?"

Naruto's mouth dropped open like a dead fish.

Sasuke turned to Tsunade. "Are you sure this baka used to do Martial Arts? It seems he can hardly control his facial expressions."

Before Tsunade could respond, Naruto's mouth snapped shut.

"What the fuck do you know anyway, teme?"

"I know that you can clearly afford tolose more than a few pounds," Sasuke retorted.

Naurto fumed, "Says the one who retired at 20! Are you having fun resting your ass on all that money? Or was the fame too much for your pretty duck -butt shaped head?"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Who the hell did this moron think he was, going on about things he knew nothing about? Sasuke turned to the door.

"I'm leaving."

"No!" Tsunade ran to the door, pushed it shut and blocked Sasuke's path.

"We had a deal," she mouthed.

"Find someone else," he hissed or seethed back.

Tsunade sighed. She knew Naruto wasn't going to BE pleased about this. Why were they BOTH so stubborn?

"Think about your brother."

Sasuke grit his teeth. Of course she would say that. But was this really worth the trouble?

Tsunade and Sasuke had a brief glaring match before Sasuke moved away from the door and back to the wall. He didn't bother looking at Naruto.

Tsunade moved to Naruto and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Listen Naruto, Sasuke was kind enough to offer you this opportunity." Tsunade threatened Sasuke with a glare when he made a small coughing sound in the back.

"And you are refusing it simply because you're too stubborn. How do you think Jiraiya would feel?"

Naruto winced. Why did she have to say that? Of course Jiraiya would want him to take the offer. Regardless of their differences in opinion, Sasuke was a really good fighter.

"Fine," Naruto said, crossing him arms. He looked as if that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Tsunade clapped her hands together "Good. Now Sasuke, what time will you be coming here?"

"7 am," Sasuke said in a clipped tone.

Naruto stood up, "7 am? Are you crazy, I'm sleeping at that time!"

Sasuke shrugged "I have previous engagements every evening this week. It's the only time I'm available that doesn't interfere with your school hours. I'll be here every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. In two weeks I can start coming after your school hours."

Naruto groaned. He couldn't believe this was happening. He would have to spend time with this asshole until who knows when.

"Be ready tomorrow." Sasuke let himself out and walked to his car. He should have never agreed to this. Only for his brother.

"Fucking Itachi,"he growled. He entered his black Mercedes, put his key in the ignition and quickly lowered the front mirror. He glanced at his reflection and glided his fingertips through his hair.

"It doesn't look like a duck's butt," he muttered, slamming the mirror shut and driving off.