A Medic's Duties.

I do not own Any Characters from Death Note, Or Naruto, although I'd give my left arm to own L.

Chapter One;

"Sakura! Sakura! Oh god please wake up!"

"Blood pressure is dropping!"

"Her pulse is slowing down!"

"We're losing her!"

"Sakura, don't you dare die on me!"

I could hear the voices, all around me, like a distant echo, It felt like it was coming from all directions, I don't know why they were all so worried, I'm okay, I think…

All I could see was blackness, I felt like my whole body was numb, like having none at all, I couldn't focus on what was going on,

I could hear a few beeps in the echo. Like a heartbeat almost, was someone hurt? It didn't sound too good, it sounded like it was slowing, I tried to say that someone should do something; It was slowing down and sounded pretty bad,

But I couldn't speak, nothing came out, why couldn't I open my eyes? Someone needed to do something about that person's heart rate.

Were they even there anymore?

"Her… Her heartbeat is stopping Naruto… She's almost gone, she stopped fighting."

"No! Sakura don't you dare leave me! I already lost Sasuke! Please Sakura! I need you, I need you to stay with me! Please!"

Why was Naruto so upset? The last thing I remember was…

Flashback.

"Ms. Haruno! We need you in medical tent nine! Hurry!"

I growled, I was still healing Kiba's leg, "Sakura, I think its okay now, go." He reassured, he looked like he was still in pain, but I needed to go, I healed as much as I could and nodded to him before I ran back to the medical tent.

The sound of gasping and screaming could be heard, I threw aside the thin white material of the tent, my eyes falling on Shikamaru, He was withering in pain, clutching his lower abdomen,

I rushed over, Ino was over the examining table, her eyes were frantic, they found mine, "I- Sakura I don't know what to do for him, please do something, Please!"

I looked at Ino, She was in so much pain, I begged her not to come here, she was six months pregnant, but she insisted and swore she'd stay in the tents.

I rushed over, pushing past medical staffs that were busy with other patients,

"What happened?" I asked Ino, snapping on a new pair of latex gloves, although by the looks of him infection was the least of his worries, His chakra was almost gone, if that, he was dwindling on the ledge,

"He took a Kunai, W-with a paper bomb to the abdomen, I- I tried to heal it, but- I think- It's poisoned..." She whispered, her eyes dripping tears for the Nara boy, the father of her unborn baby,

"Get me a dish of water, and two male medics." I demanded, Ino looked at me for an instant, but hurried off in the other direction,

I quickly ripped open what was left of Shikamaru's chest, Ino was right; it was poisoned, and it was acidic from the looks of it, the wound was deep and blood spilled from it.

"Hold him down, Ino give me the water." I said when she returned with two medical staff,

She held it out to me and I quickly used my chakra and water element to form a sphere out of the water, carefully, I took a deep breath and focused, if I did this wrong; I could fuck everything up,

I maneuvered the sphere of water into Shikamaru's wound, he attempted to jerk at the pain, but the two staff restrained him well,

I maneuvered it inside of the wound, cleansing it and collecting the poison, I looked up to into, my voice slightly muffled by the white medic mask that was worn over my mouth to prevent the passing of bacteria,

"Ino, as soon as I remove the poison, start healing, can you do that?" I said calmly, she needed to have a mental stability for her to focus on healing him, but the look in her eyes concerned me that she would be unable to do much of anything,

"Yes," She whispered, her eyes fell to his face, she placed a hand on his forehead, I smiled, I was proud of her, She's done well.

I extracted the poison and turned to leave the medical tent, I needed to scope the battlefield for injured nin,

I sighed deeply and started a swift sprint through the area, buildings seemed to be falling in all directions there were people falling dead, I joined the group of field medics since there were more I needed in the tent, but as head medic nin a lot of them depended on me,

Suddenly I stopped and dodged the high kick from the foreign chakra print I had felt a moment ago, a cloud of dust filled the air as the person made contact with the earth, I shielded my eyes and jumped back, as the debris started to shift I made out the shape;

"Hello Sakura." The voice growled, I turned to see Madara Uchiha, my blood felt like it had frozen, I tried my best to hide it, taking a deep breath I watched, unsure of what attack strategy to use,

"Cat got your tongue little girl?" He laughed, a hand on his hip as he stared at me, waiting for my next move,

I quickly disappeared into the air, positive a genjustu wouldn't work, I appeared behind him, Kunai to his throat, I was foolish to believe this would do anything,

He disappeared into a cloud of smoke, "Shadow clone…" I whispered, whipping around and quickly dodging the sweep of his sword, I avoided eye contact, as much as I could anyway,

"You're quite good girl," He whispered,

I growled as His sword grazed my shoulder, it was a flesh wound, and healed almost instantly on its own, I need to focus,

"Leave Konoha," I growled, leaping at him, my kunai drawn, he caught my wrist, and although he struggled for an instant against my chakra infused movements he twisted me around, my back hit the dirt with such force I gasped, the air had left my body for an instant,

He shattered my left shoulder blade; I growled and disappeared beneath the earth, using my earth style chakra element to hide beneath the ground,

Reached my arms through the ground, attempting to change the placements of Madara and I, I was disappointed when I found out it was a shadow clone,

I whipped around, feeling the chakra behind me too late,

"Chidori!"

The world felt like it was spinning, I did feel the pinch, but at least I can say the last thing I saw before my vision began blurring, were the sharringan eyes of Sasuke Uchiha.

I smiled as the blackness seemed to surround me, the earth was spinning,

"I'm Sorry Sakura."

His hand was yanked from the gaping hole in my chest, I felt my blood spill down my chest as he did so, the smile never left my face,

At least I was dying at the hand of Sasuke.

End of Flashback.

If I could feel anything at the moment I would smile, so I was dying.

Who had rescued me? I wasn't in pain, I wish I could tell Naruto that everything would be okay, and that Sasuke was fine, but I couldn't… And I would never get the chance.

I knew I was dead, there was no use in doing anything at this point, I was dead and nothing could bring me back, and to say the truth; I was okay with that,

I had done everything I needed to do, I got to see Sasuke one last time, and Konoha had put up one hell of a fight, even in my last hours on this earth I knew the war was slowly coming to an end.

And I had my Anbu title; my Apprentice Aiame to show for my time on this earth,

I didn't go out as weak little Sakura, I went out a Shinobi, a Shinobi who fought hard and long in the fourth Shinobi war, Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to die since that was the circumstances,

I heart the loud dragged out beep of the heart monitor in the echo; Sakura Haruno was now dead, and there was no use in fighting it anymore,

I would accept death with open arms, and join my fellow Shinobi on the great memorial stone.

The blackness swallowed me, and like that, I was gone from this world.

L's Pov.

Silently, I sat, staring at the television, Kira had taken another victim. I sighed, they started out as just people with criminal records, gang members, drug addicts, neighborhood criminals, and then gotten much more complex,

"Hm." I breathed, the dark room seemed to intensify the blue hue of the televisions' glow, I picked up the bar of Chocolate from the coffee table, remaining in my usual crouching position as I did so,

"Excuse me."

I kept my eyes fixed on the bar of Chocolate before me, "Yes?"

"Well- Uh, There's this- Sir, You really should- Leave, it's unhealthy to stay here all the time-"

"Ma'am, do you realize how many people would like to kill me? Or how precious my identity is at the moment?"

"Well… I mean- We kind of- well, Took it upon ourselves to- Well, find you a way to leave tonight- It's- it's new years so they'll have the streets blocked off and- Well, everyone will already be masked and everything so- We uh… Here!" She whimpered,

I sighed and turned my head, she was holding a red mask, the face resembled a dragon, I scratched my head and stood, taking the mask from the nervous girl and shrugging, slipping the mask over my face, I leaned forward, apparently uncomfortable close to the girl, She gasped,

"How does it look?" I dead panned, turning my head at an angle that clearly caused the woman distress.

"I can't even tell it's you Sir- I mean, I know that it's you but- I un, I think it works for a try Sir-"She spat out, her eyes looking everywhere but at me,

I shrugged and shoved my hands into my pockets, brushing past the woman in the doorway, the mask was easy to see through, although it was somewhat hot and made breathing more difficult than it needed to be,

I suppose giving it a shot wouldn't hurt,

"I'll go find Near." I said to myself, scratching my spiky black hair.

Later at the Festival;

"I'm hungry," I said, looking down at the white haired boy who was fiddling with an odd ball-and-cup game.

People hurried by, lights and decorations were everywhere, Dragons and Demon decorations adorned almost every building in the area, performers spat fire and danced, Fireworks were shot off and lighting up the sky, Children ran amongst the streets and played games, 'All soon to be victims of Kira.' I sighed; I couldn't get that out of my head,

Even as I was supposed to be having 'fun' it clouded my thoughts and focus,

"Look." Said Near flatly, His hand outstretched as he pointed to an alley, I squinted and leaned forward slightly, attempting to get a better look at what he was motioning for,

I saw a shadowed figure and stepped closer, "Come." I said as I walked into the large alley,

It was damp and would have been pretty dark even with the colorful lanterns and lights everywhere,

There was a woman lying on the ground.

I raised my eyebrows at her dressings, I figured odd apparel for the holiday, traditional clothing, but she was certainly dressed odd for almost anything,

Her hair was from what I could see a dark pink, or maybe a light red, and very long, maybe at the lengths of her hips, She was in black pants with white wrappings on the right thigh and a pouch strapped over it, she wore a red headband tied around her throat, with a metal plate and a symbol I could not recognize,

But what caught my attention was the snug grey vest she wore around her chest, it had a patch that I could not recognize over the breast and my eyes widened, she was soaked in blood.

"What do we do?" Near Said, still toying with the game, unfazed by the odd looking girl,

I shrugged, "She looks oddly enough, let's take her with us." I proposed, raising a bar of chocolate to my lips,

"Hm." Near exclaimed,

I shrugged and bent down, lifting the surprisingly light girl into my arms, she was still breathing, although her breath was very shallow, I could smell the musky rust smell of dried blood on her, I knew the blood was staining my loose white shirt.

"How do we go about carrying her though the festival?" The white haired boy asked as though it was a regular question,

I shrugged, "We just go about it and act casually."

It was easier said than done, people were distracted by the festival itself, but we had earned a fair amount of screams and stares as we walked the streets,

We stood outside of the building for at least ten minutes, my arms were getting tired so I sighed and walked in, Near trailing silently behind me,

The security guard looked frantic when he saw her; I shrugged and handed him to her,

"I want to speak with her, take her to the infirmary." I deadpanned. Walking past the guard as Near followed.

"What do we do now?" He asked, obviously becoming bored with the game he started toying with a strand of his hair,

"We wait."

"It seems we're always doing that, but then again, that's what makes it a game." The young boy said, the seriousness in his eyes seemed to be permanent,

But he was right; It was one big waiting game.

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Hm, I rushed through that a tad.

Oh well, Hope you liked this Chapter.

~WinterPants.