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After winning the war Sasuke is recovering slowly from his injuries and has to use a wheelchair. Sakura ends up as his caretaker and he gets embarrassed

Prompt #01 Drabble me this – sasusaku

Mistakes are all mine!

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The first time Sakura tended to Sasuke's wounds was easy and relatively calming due to his comatose state. The Fourth Shinobi War left everyone with new scars, and some were more obvious than others.
Of course, Naruto came out of the ordeal unscathed, with even more unflappable positivity than before. Sakura contended with a dangerous case of chakra exhaustion, followed by the routine psyche eval (that she aced!), and Sasuke...Well, he wasn't as lucky.

The last Uchiha was hospitalised after a heroic act of protection that landed him with multiple injuries, including a torn disc, broken ribs, cracked vertebrae and a serious flesh wound that looked very much like a gaping hole. Sakura managed to stop the blood flow during the battle, before the idiot Uchiha got right back up and started fighting again! Needless to say, it was that reckless abandon that landed him in his current situation – Total and utter bed rest.

If only the prideful ninja allowed the medics to help him after the victory, his state wouldn't be so bad now. Konoha's medical staff will attest, that the man refused any and all medical care until Sakura's waking 48 hours later. By which point the ex nuke nin was so delirious he barely new his own name, forcing the battle worn woman to get straight to work.

It took another 6 hours, a lot of barking orders and a chakra pill or two before Sakura was able to plop down in the chair beside Sasuke's bed and reclaim her much needed rest. The two were left in peace for a solid time until Naruto and Shizune found them the next morning. The blonde haired nin smiled brightly at the sight of Sasuke sleeping fitfully with a mop of pink hair resting near his arm. It goes without saying that the Uchiha was under heavy sedation, with Sakura using the side of his bed for a pillow due to her exhaustion, but the image was humbling regardless.

It is during this moment that Shizune read through Sasuke's medical file and signed his care over to Sakura. If the frantic notes from the previous medics were not enough, the close atmosphere surrounding the small room sealed the deal.

"Have fun Sakura-chan." Shizune murmured as she shut the hospital door very quietly.

And that is how it all began...

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"Sasuke-kun, it's time for your physio!" The pink haired medic calls cheerfully as she crosses the threshold of the new Uchiha Compound. The area is currently a blank slate with only one dwelling amongst the dusty ground that looks out onto wide planes and a much greener horizon. The invasion of Pein saw the destruction of everything, and perhaps that isn't such a bad thing in this case. The Uchiha Massacre cannot be undone, but a fresh start will be good for the young clan head.

"Sasuke-kun." The pinkette echoes once more, climbing up the four steps that lead to the entry way. Usually her team mate lets off a very low range chakra that signifies his whereabouts, but today there is nothing. Furrowing her brows in thought, Sakura wonders just what Sasuke is up to.

"Sasuke-kun, I'm here." The medic tries again and is rewarded with silence. How suspicious, considering her patient is confined to a wheel chair.

"What are you up to?" She thinks aloud, narrowing her eyes unknowingly.

If a situation like this happened to any other medic, they would worry about their patient being injured from movement or a terrible medical emergency during the night. Sakura isn't that naïve though, and smirks at the knowledge that Sasuke thinks her so.

Walking close to the door, the woman steps over a trip wire or two without bothering to disable them. Then, she grabs a hold of the door frame and uses her strength as leverage. In one swift movement, the invisible line attached to a string of senbon is destroyed and the girl jumps to the wooden floor. Stepping forward, she almost misses a pressure step but pulls back just in time. Which is lucky too, considering the trap seems to be connected to a flame contraption...How irresponsible.

"Doctor calling." The medic yells again, smiling widely at the little game she has been coerced into. Still, there is no reply.

The living room entry way comes into view and it looks like all of the traps have been evaded. Only, something isn't quite right. The lounge area is just the same as always, with the low set square table and green trimmed tatami mat...but that's not all.

Bringing her fingers together, Sakura mutters, "Kai," letting the illusion fall away to reveal the very same room crafted into a trap paradise, full of every weapon and contraption imaginable.

Needless to say, it was much easier to punch a hole in the hallway wall that leads to the master bed room. Once the debris clears, Sakura finds herself at the back of Sasuke's nearly empty walk in closet, where she is able to stride into the bedroom confidently with a triumphant smirk.

"You are in so much trouble!" She grouses with hands upon her hips. "I can't believe you would go to so much trouble to keep me away, it would have taken less time dealing with me than setting up that wall of weapons!" Sakura finishes as she stares down the serious faced Uchiha with a small smile.

"Hn." Sasuke responds, turning his head stiffly to gaze at the wall.

"I don't understand how you managed all of that." She muses lightly, unable to keep the humour from her tone. Pulling back the blanket, the pink haired woman sets about fussing over the horrible patient.

"Ninja." The man replies, turning to gaze up at her with hateful eyes.

"Don't look at me like that Sasuke-kun, do you want me to get another medic to do this? Because I can." Sakura threatens easily. Still, her petite hands go about helping him to move into position for the healing session.

"Tch." His stock response fills her ears and the medic knows that she has been caught. Sakura would never do that to Sasuke and he knows it.

"Oh shut it. I'll only do half today and then we can go to the market, you need groceries." Her palms glow green as she gets about healing. Sasuke lies on the bed with his face toward the newly made hole, scowling like a trooper.

"I'm not going." He finally says softly, almost like an insolent child.

"What do you mean you aren't going?" Sakura questions. "You haven't left the house in two weeks, the air will do you some good."

"I will not use that thing." He spits, grunting when Sakura presses down on a particularly painful area.

"The wheelchair?" She scoffs in disbelief. "I didn't know you were such a scaredy cat."

"I won't fall for that." Sasuke states calmly seeing straight through her goading like the calculating man he is. Though, she really did mean it.

The rest of the session is completed in comfortable silence until Sakura helps Sasuke into his regular sitting position and fixes him with a motherly look of disapproval. Predictably, it is met with a blank expression full of complete disdain.

"No." He says flatly when her mouth opens in reasoning.

Stepping close to the bed, Sakura leans in until the bratty ninja is only an inch or two away.

"I swear to kami Sasuke, If you don't get in the chair and come to the markets I will disable every single nerve ending in your body and still take you there, only you will look like a vegetable and the whole village will see!" Her voice is sweet and very calm, but Sasuke would have to be a fool to not sense the dangerous undercurrent to her words.

For a long moment, onyx stare defiantly into emerald until the Uchiha turns his head away with an unimpressed, "Tch."

Stepping back, Sakura's bright smile is back in place and she walks to the cupboard to fetch the wheel chair. "Honestly Sasuke, there is nothing to be embarrassed about." The girl reasons, ignoring the, "Says you." That is murmured from his location.

It doesn't take long for Sasuke to be ready and Sakura uses the fist made hole to wheel him out of his room.

"You are going to fix that." He grouses with a deep scowl, hating his situation completely.

"Am I just?" The woman replies airily, "I don't think I am." She smirks playfully after a moment. Thankfully, Sasuke does not see it.

"I'll make you." He threatens in that same childish man voice that makes her want to giggle.

"No you won't." She says quickly, with a confidence that is sure to annoy the injured nin.

His chest rumbles with something akin to a growl. "And why not?" He questions, anger completely evident. Oh well, that baka shouldn't have made such cumbersome traps when he was supposed to be on bed rest.

"Ah." Sakura sighs happily, "Because you love me." She smiles, touching his shoulder lightly in a reflexive action.

There are many replies that can be expected, As if and You wish being within the top five. Instead the woman is pleasantly surprised when Sasuke replies, "Tch." Voice no more annoyed than usual.

Her progress is very short lived though when they come to the house entranceway to find a very orange ninja hanging upside down by his foot.

"Uh hey guys. Wanna help me down?" Naruto greets, "Where are you going?" He asks as he sways from side to side with the breeze.

"The markets." Sasuke and Sakura reply in unison.

"Sweet! Get me down, we can get some ramen." Their friend exclaims happily, despite being caught in a novice trap.

"Baka." Sakura mumbles with a smile while Sasuke utters, "How about we leave you here, dead last." His tone is irritated in that warm way reserved only for the kyuubi container.

"Aw come on guys!" Naruto hollars looking very comical.

Yup, just a day in the life of Sakura, her irritatingly stubborn patient and the very questionable Hokage to be.