SASUHINA!!!!!!!!!!!
WARNING- Excuse me if it sux, I tried sounding smart in the beginning. I never write like this.
Disclaimer- Nope…
Life of a Soldier
Life was hard.
Sasuke knew that.
Life was unpredictable.
Sasuke thought "Well, duh"
Life was also meant to have experiences, good or bad, beautiful and ugly.
Sasuke thought "Common sense!"
Life was a gift. A good gift. A gift that should be or is the best thing in existence. It was the greatest thing anyone could imagine.
Erm…
Sasuke wasn't too sure about that one.
Especially when the double edged kunai whizzed threw the air and embedded itself in his left arm.
He groaned in pain and hid himself behind a tree. His right, unscathed arm, clutched his bleeding shoulder. He hated the battles. He hated this war. He thought the whole thing was just an utter waste of time and lives. Everything about war sickened him. Especially the cries of falling enemies that filled the air, along with the thick stench of blood, sweat, and death.
His crimson eyes burned from the smoke in the air, his throat, dry and scratchy, and his legs trembled slightly, begging for some rest. He breathed harshly, a quivering hand reached for the kunai lodged into his arm and wretched the imposing weapon clean out of him. Eyes closing sharply, he hissed at the immense sting. He glared at the bloodied object before looking around the dense forest. He needed to hide, to ambush the bastard that dared to face this Uchiha.
The second Sasuke hid himself well enough to go almost unnoticeable, the bastard that did this to him appeared by the tree he was just at. His Sharingan picked up every sure and unsure movement the other Shinobi made, letting the Uchiha read his body language. Breathing slowly, as not to alert the other Shinobi, he watched the enemy examined the blood stain that decorated the bark, and the mossy ground. Now, Sasuke declared silently, is the time this man dies. Gripping the bloody kunai from earlier, Sasuke aimed precisely at the back of other nins neck, and shot the kunai toward it's destination. Blood only squirted a bit before the other nin made a disgusting gurgling sound from the back of his throat and collapsed.
Sasuke smirked. The bastard got what he asked for.
The Uchiha stayed in that spot, sitting cross-legged on a tree branch. He was needing the rest badly. This was the eighth hour of battle, and he wasn't sure if they were winning. He had killed a little less than 30 other Shinobi, about half of them being especially strong. He was sure he killed more though, because he had set some extremely deadly traps in some unlikely places.
He sighed, his arm was hurting like a bitch, and he was exhausted. He hadn't seen hide nor hair of any fellow Shinobi for quite a few hours, and it unnerved him. He might be out here, all alone with an injured arm for many more hours to come. What if there were more enemies in the area? What if all his comrades were already slaughtered…and he was the only one left…?
He shook his head, no. He shouldn't be thinking such things. He was sure that someone would pass by soon. Someone would tell him that they've won the battle, and they get to go back to the main camp…or maybe even back home…
Sasuke began to grin like an idiot at the thought of being back home. He missed it so much…he missed the peace that his village once had…before the war, of course. He was proud of himself to be out here, on the battle field, protecting his home. Protecting his friends and family. But there was a special someone that he left back home. Someone whom he'd like to return to. And he would like to return with some nice scars, just so he could hear that special someone fuss and worry about them. He loved it when those soft hands felt over scars and bruises, and caressed him in ways he wouldn't speak of out loud. He wanted to return to that person. The only person whom he shared his most intimate moments with. This was the only person that held a place in his heart, and it made him feel like he could control the world. When he was with this person, it made him feel as though he had already passed, and he was in heaven. Only that one person…made him feel the fuzzies in his chest. Oh, if only the guys could hear him now. He would probably be called things he wouldn't like, and be the laughing stock of the camp, but he wasn't one to pay attention to what others thought or said. Other than that special person, of course. But it would make living at camp a lot easier if they went unaware about his fuzzy secret…
A sudden groan from his stomach shattered his train of thought. Damn it, he hasn't eaten since…er, he couldn't remember at the moment.
"God damn it…" Sasuke cursed to himself. The pain in his arm was now numbing, and it wasn't at all comfortable.
The Uchiha's head suddenly jerked to the side, his keen hearing caught the noise of feet running through the leaf-littered forest ground. Who ever it is that is making all that noise with such carelessness during a battle should be killed.
Crimson narrowed and tomoe spun slowly. His pale hand reached into a weapons holder and brought out a polished metal kunai, waiting to tear flesh. Through the trees, Sasuke waited patiently for the source of the noise to come into view. Heh, probably some stupid and inexperienced new recruit. What a moron.
His breathing ceased as the person came into view. His first thought was to just throw the damn kunai and be done with it, but he recognized the loud bundle of blonde excitement before he tried to accidentally kill a comrade.
"Naruto." Sasuke sighed, letting out a breath he didn't know he held in.
The blonde halted in his footsteps, thinking he had just imagined someone calling his name. "Man, I really need to lay off drinking sake during a battle." He grumbled to himself.
Sasuke saw that Naruto had stopped then began continuing on his way. "Naruto!" He called louder, his voice scratchy from dehydration.
The blonde stopped once again and looked around wildly "Sasuke?" he was sure he heard it this time.
"Hurry up, you dumb ass." Sasuke growled, "My arm is bleeding."
"Sasuke-teme? You in the trees or somethin'?" the blonde stared off in Sasuke's direction.
"Yeah, but I…" Oh god, he didn't want to…he really didn't… "I…need…" No!!! "I need…your help…" and, Sasuke's pride was brutally murdered. Imaginary blood was everywhere. A Sasuke look-alike was dead on the floor, the word PRIDE stamped on his forehead.
Naruto grinned at the prospect of helping his stubborn comrade. The other boy never wanted anyone's help. He had only had assistance once before, and that was because after a particularly rough practice session, Sasuke couldn't feel either of his legs. "Alright, I think I see you." Said Naruto as he jumped toward where he could smell fresh blood and Sasuke.
"Took you long enough. Dobe." Grunted the now ebony eyed boy. He glared at the bright and still energetic blonde, hoping that maybe if he glared hard enough, holes would burrow through that seemingly thick skull and reveal the empty space where his brain should be.
"Ooph, what happened to you? You musta been out here all by your self." Gaped the blonde, "You didn't get the news, we're to draw back, the enemy fled the area." Then, as Naruto hoisted the grumpy Uchiha onto his back, he muttered "Buncha pussies…"
Sasuke grunted in response. Naruto leaped from the trees and onto the ground and took off. Sasuke quirked an eyebrow "Isn't camp the other way?"
"Yeah," Naruto called back, "but I need to check for people like you."
Sasuke scowled at this. People like him…humph, damn asshole…
"Besides, you know my motto! 'No man gets left behind'"
Sasuke rolled his eyes knowingly "You got that from a movie, dobe."
The blonde grinned back at Sasuke "Your point?"
"Whatever." Grumbled the Uchiha as he rested his head on the blonde's shoulder. His dark eyes, cloudy with fatigue began to droop. His body slumped and he gladly welcomed sleep. He deserved it.
-1A2B3C-
He blankly stared up at the underside of the mattress above him, thinking about nothing in particular. He had been awake for 15 minutes now, and he couldn't really force himself to go back to bed. Not with the hearty laughs of his roommates booming every 10 seconds. His arm was bandaged, his cuts and scraps were cleaned and covered. He felt lazy. The dull ache that resided in his legs, along with his arms and body in general, was annoying. He wanted some sleep. It was the only time he could vividly see her face.
"Dude, I swear, she had hooters like," and there was a pause. Sasuke, faintly interested in their conversation, guessed who ever was speaking (or yelling) was emphasizing and exaggerating the said hooters, "this frickin big!"
"Were they real?" asked a voice he knew was owned by Naruto.
"Not a clue…but that isn't the point!"
"Yes it is! Wouldn't it be better if they were real? I mean, they would be all hard and stuff…"
Sasuke moaned "You guys are perverted."
The bunk above him moved a bit before a head full of brown hung from the side. "How's that?"
Sasuke glared "Well for one thing, you guys keep talking about a girls hooters. You guys act like you've never seen breasts before."
Naruto, a bunk across from Sasuke's, looked at Sasuke strangely "Breasteses? We aren't talking about breasteses!"
The boy with the messy brown hair corrected Naruto "Dude, you don't say breasteses, its breasts. Or boobs or something…"
Naruto pouted "Same thing!"
Sasuke sighed "If you weren't talking about breasteses," Sasuke mocked, "Then what were you two talking about?"
The boy with the brown hair smiled "When I was a pup, I went to the zoo and this lady had these big ass owls in her hands. I was just recalling some childhood memories." Sasuke can almost hear the 'DUH' in the other boy's voice. Sasuke glared and rolled over so that they were facing his back.
"Whatever."
26Z
It wasn't a minute later that a mischievous grin etched itself onto a blondes face "Oi, Kiba."
The brown haired boy looked at Naruto. "What?" Kiba noticed the foxy grin right away, and couldn't help but grin back, thinking there was going to be some trouble.
"Let's have a swing at that Sake bottle that you hide behind your porno stack."
Kiba glared "What? Why?"
"Aw, c'mon! You know how Shino is when he's in here! He'll ruin all the fun! So let's do it now before he comes from the showers." Whined the blonde.
Kiba, puzzled as to how Naruto knew about the sake bottle. "How'd you know I had sake?"
"Easy." Naruto shrugged, "You hid it behind the porn, and you should know that I would've looked there."
"Pervs." Muttered Sasuke, hoping they didn't hear him. Luck wasn't on his side.
"Shut up Sasuke," Kiba growled "You have one too!"
Sasuke threw the pillow he had been laying on and steamed "It was only one fucking magazine!! ONE!!!"
Naruto snickered, knowing that Sasuke no matter what couldn't resist his bodily needs. Red faced, Sasuke buried himself under his thin covers "You guys are all assholes. Go to hell!"
Kiba rolled his eyes and laid back on his upper bunk. Naruto simply sighed, bored that there was nothing they could really do. The battle had ended hours ago, and it should be almost 11 pm.
"So no-"
"No sake!"
"Damn."
-4D5E6F-
"I missed you."
Naruto glanced at Sasuke through the dark. 2 am, and still he had yet to yawn.
"You always touch me the right way…"
Naruto sighed. Sasuke had been muttering things like that all night.
"Oh, my Hina…"
Why couldn't he sleep?
"Yeah, that's it…"
Was it because all the people he killed were on his mind?
"Delicious…"
Maybe he was homesick…
"So…tight…"
Naruto glanced back at Sasuke.
"Damn it, you're good…"
Was he alright?
"Oh, Kami…"
Naruto clutched the pillow under his head and brought it to his cover his ears.
Damn sicko! And he's complaining about me being a pervert!
123-Dream Sequence-ABC
Delicate hands rubbed him raw, making him groan at the feel.
"Damn it, you're good." He moaned, his mouth taking in a soft mound.
"Oh, Sasuke-kun…you're making me blush!"
The taste was sweet and the way her hands moved over his skin made him melt.
"Oh, Kami…" he moaned again, as soft hands kneaded tense shoulders.
"Your shoulders are all tight and knotted up, my poor Sasuke-kun…"
"Yeah," Sasuke agreed, "Poor me." Then he continued to stuff his face with sweet jelly filled riceballs…
456-End Sequence-DEF
"Oh, Hina-chan, that was great." Muttered the sleeping Uchiha, unaware of the images he gave his roommate.
7G8H9I
End of Chapter 1…and I know what you're thinking. Perverts. The whole bunch of you. jkjk
Meh, this is just a side story, so don't expect this baby to be updated so often. I'm working on others as well…
Special Thanks to Hinata6…I guess because she kinda indirectly reminded me of this fic…yeah…
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