That's Medics for Ya'

“… Please say that you’re joking?”

“Sorry sir, you’ll have to stay here for a week till your injuries-

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

I stared at the ceiling… my mind so numb with anger that you wouldn’t believe.

A week lying in bed, I mean are you serious? A whole fucking week with my arms in casts, staring into the air for the whole day, and worst of all, NO fucking Hidden-Jugs or threesome with Kurenai and Anko!

“This… is fucking bullshit.” I felt a large amount of anger towards Hanabi, she was tight as anything, and a great experience, but being cute didn’t make me hate her any less at that moment. I think I know the proper punishment; I am going to lay that girl over my knee, and SPANK her hard until fuck her ass so hard that…

I sighed, my frustration leading to sex again, I knew I was horny, but after days of great sex, I didn’t think I would actually break this way, now even just three hours, knowing I wouldn’t be able to sample my new found sexual freedom to its maximum was disheartening…

My head turned to my roommate, some old codger sipping on soup, he smelled vaguely like radishes even with the five foot space between out beds.

Why couldn’t I have got the window seat? All I have is the fucking door and ceiling to look at, from where he is he would have one hell of a good view, something different from all this fucking while sterilized surfaces…

… I actually wonder if Hinata is sucking on that ice-pop like I told her to, I can just imagine it know… the heiress to the Hyuga clan, licking up and down the icy delight. Following my orders to the letter and kissing across its surface, her lips are rosy red from the effort in whittling down the dessert.

Also the sticky juices, having been holding the dessert for so long, some of it has melted and dripped down her chin, and onto her naked breasts as I come up from behind and- GOD, KAMI, DEMON DAMMIT IT! FUCK THIS HOSPITAL!

This experience would be so much better is I had some actual fucking-

…

…

Visitors… Huh…

I stared up at the ceiling; the words jumbled a little as I played them back inside my head again. Fucking… visitors…

Well, maybe this stay won’t be too bad; I just have to make a few adjustments.

I pressed the call button for the nurse with my still functional fingers.

It took a total of five minutes until the door opened and-

That’s a dude.

“Can I help you sir?”

…

“It is normal for male patients to given help by female nurses.”

“… Oh! I’m sorry sir, I well.” He scratched his cheek in embarrassment, “Sorry, I should have checked the room number better, uh.” He glanced nervously out the hall, “Uh, you don’t mind not telling anybody about this?”

“No, not at all, please just send an expected member of staff this time.” He winced and nodded again, apologizing one more time till he left out the door… which shut again. I might need to fix that, staring into the hall is better than a wall.

“Heh, what happened to proper service, am I right kid?” I was surprised that the old man spoke up, and simply nodded.

“I remember when they used to hang off every word when a patient came into their doors, whenever you were poor or old you would still get the same treatment. But then them ninja folks got more involved, claiming that they did more the work with their medic ninjutsu than ones who trained for healing their whole life instead of killing and combat, and suddenly made a waiting list, a fucking waiting list, would you believe it?”

“… A waiting list?” Oh PLEASE don’t tell me…

“Unless you seriously injured, or you were one of them ninja with a cold, then you were put on it and have to wait till someone can get to you on it. And if that’s not enough, all the free treatments that they could pick from the roadside in herbs suddenly have a price tag on them!”

… Those sonofabitches! Did they seriously put me back on this list, DESPITE me having broken arms!?

A clear angry growl rose up in my throat, and I was just about to jump out of bed, injuries be damned-

When the door opened…