A fight like this
Manga/Anime: Naruto
Pairing: NaruSasu
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this fic. I own the madness to write this, if that counts, but that's as far as my possesion of anything in this goes.
Author's Note: Okay, there isn't much I can say at this point. So just read and have fun. Or don't.
It's cold and it's raining.
He can feel droplet after droplet hit his face, dribble down and fall off his chin.
It's cold and wet and he doesn't know why they're still here, he doesn't even know why they came here in the first place.
He tries to dodge the next punch, realizing a second too late that he's too slow, that he's too exhausted already.
He can feel the pain when Naruto's fist connects with his face, throws him back with enough force to make stone crackle when he crashes into the cliff behind him.
His vision is still blurry when he opens his eyes, and the world moves a tad faster than it did a moment ago and he knows that the sharingan deactivated. That he has no more chakra left. That he's lost.
Without his sharingan, he can't do anything.
A bursting sound right next to his head, he blinks and looks straight into Naruto's blazing red eyes. He feels the chakra emitting from the muscular body that suddenly is only inches away from his own, feels the trembling of the blond's arm that is fist-deep embedded into the rocks just next to Sasuke's head. He slowly breathes out, tries to calm his racing heartbeat.
He doesn't even realize that he slides to the ground, stares into nowhere as Naruto kneels down as well beside him
He only comes back into reality when Naruto rests his forehead against his, metal clicking against metal.
"God, that was a fight," Naruto breathes almost voiceless, still, Sasuke can hear the laugh in his words. "That was great"
He can't help but chuckle, even though he shouldn't have the energy to do so.
It doesn't matter that he's lost their fight.
"Come on, get up!"
Naruto's back on his feet, still so full of power and strength, he doesn't look like he just fought for half a day.
"I bet Sakura's got something to eat, or we drop by at Ichiraku's, or you can cook... I'm starving!"
Sasuke smiles, not smirks but smiles, and takes the hand Naruto offers him, allows the blond to drag him up.
He stumbles, his legs won't work and Naruto laughs and catches him
"You're such a girl, teme!" he mocks and Sasuke pokes him because he can't afford a punch.
"Let's go home and eat," he repeats happily, then his voice suddenly drops "And then..." Sasuke shivers because he knows that voice and it's getting to him - always, but even more when he knows he wouldn't be able to fight back anymore.
"Then I'm gonna collect my prize 'n' fuck you senseless"
Sasuke can't stand the way he blushes and sometimes - in moments like this - he thinks that they can't be any more obvious. Then again, people never wondered about the way he walks after fights like this - or, more precisely, the nights that follow.
Only he knows he'll be walking funny tomorrow...