The Konoha Love Story

By anna

All general disclaimers apply

author: This story was written as an experiment, it was uploaded with no proof reading. There are many grammatical mistakes that I hope I will be able to fix soon.

Experiment: Unreliable narrator



"You have good tastes in women Sasuke, and it's just your luck that Sakura-chan has bad tastes in men,"


An old woman sat on a chair, opposite from a group of young children. She glanced into their young, hungry eyes and chuckled lightly. Brushing a loose strand of white hair from her face, she sat up a little straighter.

"What story would you like to hear today?" she asked.

"Tell us the story of the sixth Hokage, sensei," a young girl inquired as she bounced up and down in excitement.

A pained expression washed across the woman's face; she craned her head slightly, from afar she could see the carving of aforementioned man on the side of the mountain. He looked as young as ever, with that mischievous grin on his face.

The old sensei nodded in agreement and the children leaned forward in expectation; their eager faces lent fuel to her voice.

"The Anbu team had just returned after an arduous mission, just in time for the inauguration of the sixth Hokage. The captain was discovered to be more injured than they had thought and he was immediately rushed to the emergency room…"


A young medic walked briskly across the hospital ground, she opened her folder and quickly scanned its contents. She stopped in front of a room and proceeded to open the heavy wooden door. Standing at the entrance, she smirked slightly; her eyes fell on a handsome man who was trying his best to ignore her.

"Honestly Hyuuga-san, it must be difficult to be so disagreeable all the time,"

He turned his head to look at her; his silver eyes caught a glint of the sunlight, temporarily blinding him. Sakura raised an eyebrow and tried her best not to laugh at the almighty Neji Hyuuga and his moment of daze.

"It must be so difficult to be so annoying all the time," he retorted, his first words to her since his arrival at the hospital.

"Oh snap," she said sarcastically, and began her leisure walk toward him.

"When do I get to leave this hell hole?"

"You have several bone dislocations and cuts, although what I'm more concerned about are the fractures along your spine. It could take a while to heal, and I would not recommend leaving this hospital bed for a month," Sakura answered, standing by the bed post.

"Then recommend me," he said curtly, closing his eyes.

With a frown, the pretty woman began pulling the blanket off of him, silver eyes fluttered open, glaring at her incredulously.

"What do you think you're doing?" Neji demanded.

"I'm trying to deposit my eggs in you, gosh you really are dense," she answered.

With a swift movement of her arm, the Anbu captain was flipped on his stomach. His face was covered in cotton and he tried lifted his head up above the white pillow. Sakura pressed his upper back flat against the bed, holding him still with the immense strength she possessed in her small arms. The Hyuuga floundered on the bed like a fish out of water, but in his weakened state he could do no more than a few twitches.

"Lay still, damn it," Sakura demanded.

"Lay still? Lay still whilst my body is being befouled?"

"You bitch like a girl," she said, her hand glided over his spine, sending shivers down his back.

"Is this what you do to fractured patients? Pride of the Fifth, you are,"

"Oh shut up," her fingers trailed along his back and the Hyuuga felt strangely relaxed despite his better judgment.

With her knee still lodged in his lower back and her left arm holding his shoulder, the pink haired beauty scribbled a few notes down on her folder.

"Am I interrupting?" a deep male voice penetrated the room.

Neji fought against her strong hold and lifted his head toward the speaker. A man in his mid-twenties leaned casually against the door frame, his hands inside his pockets.

"Uchiha! Get your woman off of me," Neji demanded and resumed with his weak twitches.

Sasuke smirked and pushed his body off of the door, he walked toward the captured Hyuuga and the woman who pinned him.

"Sorry Hyuuga, I wouldn't know how to, I never had a problem of her being on me, you see," the Uchiha said.

Neji grumbled a few words, something about "traitor to humanity" and opted to bury his head in the white, cotton pillow, a pathetic attempt to prevent further humiliation.

The medic loosened her grip on Neji, "What are you doing here, Sasuke-kun,"

"I came to inform you that I won't be able to escort you to the inauguration. Naruto is getting cold feet, you see, so I guess I better go and have a few words with him," the handsome man answered, a soft breeze through the window lifted his unruly dark bangs from his face.

"Oh, alright," disappointment crept on her pretty face.

"I'll see you at home," he said, giving her a small pat and walked out of the room as quietly as he had entered it.

After Sasuke left, Sakura jumped off the Anbu and reviewed his charts once more, "Alright Hyuuga-san, it's healing nicely, but I'm not budging on the one month recuperation,"

Sakura dug inside her purse and withdrew and package, she threw it at the bedridden Anbu carelessly.

"What is this?" he asked, staring at the white bag curiously.

"Ceremonial clothing, as Anbu captain, I can't have you miss the Hokage's inauguration now, can I?" Sakura answered.

Neji unfolded the package and, true enough, found his Anbu uniform neatly folded. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Sakura had disappeared from his view, panicked, he lifted his head, and found her within inches of his face.

"Lift your arms," she said languidly.

"What are you going to do? Dress me?" he asked incredulously.

"Actually, I'm going to undress you, and then dress you again,"

"This is an invasion of privacy,"

"Who would have guessed that the high and mighty Anbu captain is a drama queen? What are you worried about? That I'll see you naked?"

"Among other things,"

"It's a hospital gown, I can just rip it open you know?" Sakura said, a mischievous glint in her green eyes.

"I'll scream," Neji threatened.

Sakura ignored him and withdrew and small scalpel from the counter and with a swift slashing movement, the aforementioned hospital gown became shreds.

"Guess what?" Sakura asked whilst covering his muscular body with his Anbu uniform.

"That you're actually two crazy people meshed together as one?" he answered sullenly.

"Drama queen,"

"Shameless rapist,"


Naruto paced nervously. The blonde stopped abruptly, and proceeded to tap the counter at an almost crazed speed.

Where the hell was that stupid avenger of a best friend when he needed him?

The door creaked open and Naruto turned around swiftly. His eyes dropped in disappointment when a small woman entered. Her short hair bounced as she closed the door behind her, shyly the Hyuuga lifted her head up to greet the soon-to-be-Hokage.

"Hinata-san, I'm sorry, I thought you were Sasuke," Naruto addressed the timid woman.

The small woman nodded in understanding, her silver eyes fluttered to meet his cerulean ones.

"Is there something you need?"

This time, she shook her head vigorously.

Naruto tilted his head in both confusion and impatience; he had never been able to have an actual conversation with the former Hyuuga heiress.

"I- I just wanted to come and congratulate you," she said, stuttering. Even as an adult, she was still cursed with her immense shyness.

"Thank you, Hinata-san,"

The Hyuuga woman sighed, ever since her love confession to him a few years ago, Naruto did not change his treatment of her. She figured it was because of his feelings for Haruno Sakura, but even after said woman became Uchiha Sakura, he never changed. A small, sad smile appeared on her lips.

"You know I'll never give up on you," she said softly.

Naruto stood and gawked at her dumbly. His demeanor ceased to be one of surprise, and changed to understanding, the blonde lowered his eyes shamefully, "I know,"

"You know I'll make you love me, just like Sakura made Sasuke love her…"

"I may not be as forceful as Sakura-chan, but I'll never give up," Hinata continued, her heart began to beat wildly.

Naruto walked toward her and placed his arms on her shoulders; he lowered his head and seeked her eyes, "I…"

"Sorry I'm late Naruto,"

Said man immediately pulled apart from the small woman, Hinata looked over to the newcomer and uttered a small squeak of salutation.



Hinata managed a few rushed good-byes and ran out the room, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The last of the Uchiha watched the retreating figure and averted his attention back to the blonde.

"You seem calmer than on the phone,"


"You should really give her an answer," the Uchiha suggested.

"Said the famous Uchiha Sasuke," Naruto answered ironically, "I'm waiting for the perfect woman,"

"There is no perfect woman,"

"Your wife is,"

Sasuke looked at his friend, and decided it was best not to say anything.


"It's embarrassing to be seen with you,"

"Said the bandaged man on the wheelchair," Sakura answered smoothly, much to the indignation of the Hyuuga.

Sakura, still dressed in the medic gown, was pushing the hospital wheelchair with Konoha's most handsome bachelor strapped onto it.

"That cat screamed when it saw you," the medic said, maneuvering the wheels with ease.

"Cats don't scream, I'm going to request another medic on grounds of your questionable sanity," the Hyuuga said, trying his best to avoid intruding stares of passersby.

"My questionable sanity saved your life, you know,"

"If I'm not heavily injured, I would never allow you to desecrate the Hyuuga name so easily,"

"It wouldn't have stopped me either way," Sakura challenged haughtily.

Just to add insult to the shattering pride of her patient, she had chosen to go through the busiest route in Konoha. She smirked when the bustling people all stopped what they were doing, and opted to gawk at their Anbu Captain being pushed around on a wheelchair by a medic.

"Are you saying that you are stronger than me?" Neji asked

"That's exactly what I'm saying, even with your full strength, I can still best you,"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Let's make it one. How about a bet? Something to keep yourself occupied while 'imprisoned within hospital walls'"

"I'm listening," Neji said.

"In one month, when your strength is fully recovered, we'll have a match to see who is truly better," the pink haired medic answered.

"If I win, all my future injuries will be treated by a less annoying medic," the Hyuuga suggested.

"But if I win, you'll have to tell everybody that I am better than you are," Sakura smirked.

"I'll have my guy draw up the papers,"

"My guy will call your guy,"


The inauguration ceremony went by relatively uneventful; emerged from the four hour long formal procedure was a new Hokage. The entire Academy erupted into clapping when Naruto was formally declared the Sixth.

"Congratulations Naruto," Sakura squealed and gave him a tight hug. His strong arms clasped her body equally tight.

"Thanks Sakura-chan," the blonde beamed, "is that Neji?"

Sakura followed his finger and her eyes landed on a bored Hyuuga sitting on a wheelchair in the middle of some gushing fan girls.

"That's him alright," she muttered, "the most difficult patient I have ever had the honor of treating,"

"He told me about the deal you two made," the Hokage said, laughing, "are you planning to tell Sasuke about it?"

Sakura poured herself some more sake and nodded, "Of course,"

"Here he comes," Naruto pointed to the approaching Uchiha.

The tall man appeared behind the pink haired medic, giving her a soft squeeze. Sakura relaxed in his embrace, she winked at Naruto and turned around to face Sasuke.

"Ne, Sasuke-kun… I have a favor to ask you," she began.

"Hn?" his onyx eyes bore into her green ones and she could already feel her body melting.

"Since you're on a break from missions, how about training me for a month?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, his handsome face was deep in thought for a moment, "You want me to train you?"

Sakura nodded, her hair bobbed with her movement.

"…Why?" he asked suspiciously.

"Well… I made a bet with Hyuuga-san that I'd be able to defeat him in a match," she laughed sheepishly.

"You want me to train you, my wife, to defeat the Hyuuga in a battle…I don't think so," he said firmly.

In the background, the unmistakable voice of a drunk Genma penetrated their ears, "Sasuke! Come join the merry company."

The Uchiha sighed, "Excuse me, but it seemed that I made the dire mistake of promising Genma I would join his 'merry company'. Wait for me later and we'll walk home together,"

Sakura watched the retreating figure of her husband; she leaned toward Naruto and whispered, "We can break him,"

"Pride, go for pride," the blonde whispered back.

"Could you imagine Naruto, when the wife of the Uchiha survivor loses in a battle against a Hyuuga," Sakura said loudly, from afar, Sasuke stopped dead in his tracks.

"An embarrassment," the Hokage agreed.

Sasuke's left hand began to twitch.

"A little more and we're golden," Naruto whispered and his roseate haired friend nodded.

"Nobody has ever been able to decide which is the better clan, what a chance to pass up on," Sakura embellished.

The raven haired man turned around and walked toward his wife and best friend with brisk steps, "you win," he said, defeated.

Sakura flung her hands around him and gave him a tight hug, "Thank you, thank you,"


There, the old woman paused. She chuckled lightly when she noticed that the children were too wrapped in the story to even noticed she had stopped.

"... And thus sets the scene for the Konoha love story,"