"Now, hold still already!"

The impatient young nurse Sakura La Croix was getting tired of her patient from mocing around so much. Keeran, although a fierce ninja, was a bit nervous by the needle that was about to be stuck in his arm. He spend his days meditating under waterfalls in nothing but his polka-dotted knickers, and his night dodging swords and kunai, and he was afraid of a little needle?

"Jeez, Keeran, you're so wierd!"

"I can't help it! It's just the that a beautiful young lady is being forced to do something so cruel to somebody like me! Oh, I am sooooo unfortunate!"

"Oh, shut up!" Sakura's cheeks hinted a bit pink at Keeran's remark, but turned serious again, shaking her head. "Now hold still before I accidently hurt something important!"

Keeran blinked. "But....my marshmellows are nowhere near my arm, they-"

"I'm not TALKING about your thing, you PERVERT. Now shut up and hold STILL!"

"But, I just caaaaaan't!" Keeran moaned. In reality, he wanted to snicker. It was obvious to Sakura that he was just being sarcastic and obnoxious just to see her get more pissed off, and it was working.

"FINE. If I use laughing gas on you, will you hold still?"

"Babe, if you get on me, I'll do anything you want." Keeran smirked, raising his hand to rub his stomach, then patting it, as if beckoning a small dog to jump onto his lap.

Sakura groaned and grabbed the laughing gas nozzle. She placed it a bit harshly on Keeran, mostly because she was annoyed, and made sure it was snapped on good. She was immune to laughing gas, but she still wanted to make sure it didn't leak out. Laughing gas was a bit expensive to replace.

"I'll give you five minutes to breath it in. It should get you a bit tipsy and tired." Sakura said as she placed the syringe into a little tub of alcohol to keep it clean and out of bacteria. "Breath through your nose only."

"I have a hard time breathing only through my nose. Usually I need to have something in my mouth in order for me to do that. Perhaps...you could-"

"NO."

"But I-"

"I said NO."

Keeran pouted and looked the other way. He started seeing blurs and random colors appear in the corners of his eyes. Soon, they began floating around all around his sight. He felt like sneezing, but couldn't. He felt like coughing, but couldn't. He began to feel more dizzy then he was maybe supposed to be. Perhaps the laughing gas was more then he could handle.

Sakura was slowly reading a book, when all of a sudden, she smelled a medicine-like bubble gum smell filling up the room. Realizing what it was, she looked up and ran to the nozzle to turn it off. Jeez! Keeran shouldn't leave things out like that, what a waste of money! But it was only after that thought when she realized something that SHOULDV'E been realized immediately...where was Keeran? DAMN it, it was only three minutes, and he dissapeared already!? Where did he go?

It surprised her that she was surprised when she felt two muscley arms wrap tightly around her chest, and a bundle of long hair tickling the back of her neck-spine. Keeran was a pervert, everybody knew that, so it shouldn't be a surprise to Sakura that he would manage to take off the nozzle and hide in three minutes without Sakura even noticing, JUST so he could do THIS. But even so, Sakura was surprised. Surprised by the startling move the lecherous ninja, and surprised because of the fact that it took this long of a paragraph to talk about how surprised she was. Gosh!

"K-Keeran! What on Earth are you-"

"WAI h3ll0 thur, SAKOORAAAAH. You've got B1111G boobeez! Can I has a feeeel!?"

WHAT!? What the hell was Keeran SAYING!? It was official! He got high on laughing gas! Sakura just stood there in horror as Keeran continued to mumble strange words using leet speak, swaying both of them from side to side. Sakura felt Keeran suddenly groping Sakura's chest in a desparately tight motion, giggling uncontrollably while doing so.

"K-Keeran! Stop th-this! You're all dizzy fr-from the laughing gas!" Sakura's face became red, getting bigger on her face like a puddle of spilled fruit juice spreading out on a white tablecloth. She managed to elbow him in the side to get him off. The hit was hard enough to get him a bit more 'sober,' so he was able to stop swaying.

"S-Sakura..." Keeran huffed as he supported himself by placing his hands on his knees. "I...want...you..."

Sakura looked at Keeran in an uncomfortable manner. She had to get the needle and knock him out, quick. As if her face wasn't red anough already. "Wh...what are you t-talking about?"

"Your lips...your hair...your legs...your body...I want to-"

"SHUT UP! You're just talking nonsense from the laughing gas! You need to rest, and you need to let me finish stitching your wound!"

"Noooo..." Keeran made a wierd slurring noise after that and pounced on Sakura like a kitten would to a fluffy fake mouse toy. Although he was a bit dizzy, he was still stronger than Sakura, and managed to push her onto the bed. Sakura was helpless, but still tried to squirm away as if she had a chance. Keeran's eyes...it was full of fire and determination. The retarded high look he hd before was gone, and now he was back to looking like his normal self. Sakura tried to scream for help, but was silenced by Keeran's dry lips as he harshly pressed them against hers. Sakura again tried to push him off, but Keeran grabbed both of her wrists and layed them tightly against her head, as he continued to move his lips away from Sakura's lower lip, and onto her chin. After a minute or so of slowly exploring her neck and collarbone, he was already trying to fumble with Sakura's nurse outfit, desparate to see her topless body.

"This isn't good. At this rate, he'll..." Sakura thought to herself. Good thing Keeran let go of her wrists, for while Keeran was burying his face in her cleavage and fumbling with the bra, Sakura managed to reach just far enough to get the syringe in the tub of rubbing alcohol. Keeran was only able to glance at Sakura's exposed breasts for only a mere second, when Sakura stuck the needle into his arm, and pushing the knock-out liquid all in. Keeran's face turned back to his cartoony face, and he muttered "guud-bah, wooooorld" before falling on top of Sakura, unconscious, and snoring like an old fart.

Sakura, almost hyperventilating, buttoned up her blouse, and managed to Keeran to lay on the bed properly. She took the medical string and needle from the pot of boiling water and began her procedure on his side wound.

--

It was already the next morning, and Keeran found himself looking at a very familiar and angry looking pink-head looking at him, with her crossed arms and tilted hips.

"Well, look who finally woke up, you perv!"

"Wh-wha...?"

"I hope you got a good look yesterday, because I'll never let you use laughing gas to see me topless ever again!" She screamed, and stormed out of the room.



"T-TOPLESS? Wh-when I was dizzy on laughing gas!?" Keeran's face flushed immediately Ah, man! Why do all the good things happen to me when I don't remember them!?"