My Snippets: Part 2

Goosebumps (the good kind)

Nothing goes unnoticed by him.

A sasusaku warrior Sakura and doctor Sasuke AU snippet. Pining. Yearning. Love at first sight. Slightly angsty (due to them being afraid to commit.)

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The needle and thread sank into her arm as he stitched up her wounds, but she didn't flinch; too busy focusing on the way his fingers brushed gently against her broken flesh to even notice the dull pain racing up it. But her goosebumps didn't go unnoticed by him.

It was only when the prestigious surgeon had paused with sewing up her abrasions and looked up at her with an odd, quizzical expression that she realized he must have asked her a question. Her cheeks lit up like a Christmas tree and she hurriedly lifted her free arm up to place her hand over her mouth, coughing to try and clear her throat and distract them both from the growing tension.

"I... uh... I—"

'How is it that I have the utmost confidence to slay anyone with my sword out in the field, but can't seem to string two thoughts together when I'm around Sasuke?'

"W-wh-what?"

'UGH! This is so embarrassing...'

Sakura was about to give up and flee through the tent flap, in search of her captain to beg for a new placement away from this troublesome doctor... when the slightest pull and barely noticeable softening in the man's features gave her pause. With his thin lips slightly cocked, she felt her heart begin to pound even more exuberantly... more erratically than it had been during the war only moments ago.

The doctor leaned forward marginally... his free hand that wasn't riddled with the needle and thread lifting up, so that the tips of his fingers could trace the outer jagged edges of a gash just above her pink brow, and his head barely tilted to the side. Goosebumps broke out across her skin where he touched her and sent a warm shiver down her spine.

"Are your injuries far worse than I originally thought? Might you have a concussion, Sakura?" The playful tone that his voice took gave way to her blush again, and she smacked his hand away with a huff of embarrassment. He chuckled, then got back to work. "I was simply asking that if you feel any discomfort, please let me know so I can address it and give you more pain medicine. It's better to alleviate it early, rather than wait till it's unbearable."

"I get it. I'm tough though. Little cuts like this don't bother me." When he pressed a bit too hard towards the deepest part of her wound to test just how tough she really was— "Ouch!"

'Asshole.'

"You were saying?"

"...maybe give me a little more of that pain medicine, doc."

"Hn."