A Neurosurgeon and a Pediatric Nurse. What winding road did it take for two opposite souls to meet?
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Tobirama has never been the kind of man to enjoy company, nor has he been the kind of guy to express his feelings to anyone. His demanding and...
The day outside Konoha General Hospital was like every other average day. The sun was shining brightly, and the chirping of the birds was cheerful enough to make anyone happy. That was not the case for everyone, however. Tobirama Senju sat on a bench under a big oak tree behind the hospital smoking the one thing that kills 8 million people each year worldwide. Tobirama knew this fact very well, and yet he could care less. It was the only thing that brought the man some sense of peace throughout the day of a Neurosurgeon.
Some will say that Tobirama had an issue with people, and Tobirama would agree with that. The chaotic environment didn't suit the Senju not one bit, but it was the only career that he was good at aside from being a professional chef. The man decided it would be best to follow where the money was and began working at the hospital ten years ago. Tobirama was just 22 when he started, but now being 32, Tobirama tried his best everyday not to renounce his medical badge and retire for good. You can just say that Tobirama isn't a very charismatic Surgeon, but that didn't matter to him. As long as no one got in his way then all was good-
"You want a cookie?"
Tobirama slowly pulled out the cigarette he was smoking and blew out a puff of smoke. He slightly glanced to the side and saw a petite guy with long black hair sitting right next to him. The slight scent of chocolate and strawberries made Tobirama raise an eyebrow. It didn't smell horrible, but it was the first time he didn't puke at any sweet scent. His eyes slowly scanned over the guy and based on the blue arm cuff with obnoxiously yellow smiley faces on it, Tobirama could tell that the individual came from the Pediatric Unit. What made it even more obvious was the scrubs the guy was wearing. Anyone would say that the other man's purple scrubs covered in yellow ducks would put Tobirama's plain black ones to shame. Aside from the white coat Tobirama wore, he had nothing against the cheerful and bright individual.
"No, now fuck off." Tobirama watched as the guy didn't look at all bothered by his bluntness and smiled before shrugging his shoulders. He silently munched on the cookie and looked around with a smile on his face. The act itself just plain creeped Tobirama out to the point that he slowly slid down the opposite side of the bench. It didn't seem like the man was at all affected by that action as well and continued to eat his lunch. That's when he suddenly took off his black lanyard with duck patterns and set it aside when Tobirama finally got to see who this guy was.
The Id card read:
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Tobirama's brow lifted slightly as he examined the card. Izuna had worked for the hospital for 8 years and still looked the same aside from the hair being longer now. The photo seemed to have been taken his first year as an intern based on the white coat he wore which is what Tobirama concluded. He didn't even know why he was so invested in a badge. He just assumed he was finally going crazy. "Um, are you sure you don't want a cookie? I have plenty." Tobirama's red eyes met Izuna's onyx ones for a moment before standing up and walking away. Izuna pouted slightly and put the remaining cookie in a napkin before running after Tobirama and slipping it into the surgeon's pocket. Tobirama was stunned by the action and froze.
