Her swing was too wide, he concluded. She was a raging bull charging head first with barely any control over her direction. It would be a deadly blow, if she managed to hit you, but it was too flawed to actually be considered dangerous. It was reckless, to fight like that.
"Hell yeah!" He heard her scream, followed by a loud explosion. Sakura stood there, shoulders squared and a giant smirk on her face. In front of her laid a mountain of grey sand what was moments ago, a giant boulder.
'Idiot,' he thought as he eyed the blood on her knuckles. Did she always train this way? Why wasn't anybody here to monitoring her?
'C'mon, focus. Focus. Make a fist, puncture with the knuckles, then punch it. Simple, easy.' Sakura chanted in her mind as she tried to find a new target to practice on. Her eyes gleamed with a predatory mark as she caught sight of another boulder.
Oblivious of the sharingan digging into her backside, she took off to her newfound target. She wobbled as she landed beside the giant rock, barely catching herself as she regained the strength in her legs.
Her green eyes narrowed suddenly and her body twisted behind her, dagger unsheathed. "Whose there?" Sakura frowned deeply, sure that she had heard the sound of footsteps approaching. After a few seconds she forced herself to shrug it off, turning back around and resume her training.
Sasuke, however, sighed in relief. His back was against a tree that barely managed to conceal his presence. If he had been caught, he'd have to explain himself! Sasuke cringed at the mere thought of being confronted by Sakura, being asked why he was there.
'What the hell was that?' he berated himself. 'All she did was trip over her own damn feet.' It was like his body had a mind of its own.