DISCLAIMER! DO NOT OWN NARUTO!

Sasuke lifted his arm up and deliver the final blow that would officially end his five month long mission. The man before him cowered at him, covering his face with his forearms. As he pleaded for mercy, Sasuke brought down his sword, ending the existence of a psychopath, who spent three years in the monopoly of drug use and women trading. Sasuke brought his sword back to the sword sheath when suddenly…

Snap.

The dull pain in his right shoulder made his arm drop dead to his side. the blade shattered against the ground as he cussed under his breath and picked up the sword with his other arm and sheathed it in the sword sheath. The pain in his shoulder escalated by the second, forcing himself to bring his left hand to his right shoulder and pressed down the muscle.

"Sasuke, are you okay?" The orange haired hyperactive, number one unpredictable knuckle head ninja asked Sasuke.

"Hn… I guess" Sasuke pressed his palm against his shoulder and rotated the joint, which creaked in protest.

"We should be getting back; your shoulder isn't looking really good." Naruto worried as he dug around his backpack and took out a pain killer. He offered it to the raven haired boy; Sasuke accepted it, chugging down the medicine.

The medicine numbed the pain in his shoulder, leaving a bag of skin, muscle, and bones, instead of the powerful arms that Sasuke named 'his guns'. They immediately left the hide out and set out back again to their two day journey from the Land of Waves back to Konohagakure. Sasuke's arm bothered him as it hanged dead from his shoulder and wiggled around painfully, stretching unnecessarily, it wasn't painful, it was bothersome. Like a burn in your finger or a scratch that you can't ignore.

They traveled for hours, eager to return to the fire country, back to Konoha, where they would be able to go back to their normal lives until Tsunade had another wonderful idea to give them a back breaking mission which always turned up to be a felony. Except the last mission. The last mission involved the big cats of the Land of Waves. Sometimes Sasuke found these missions a pain since they took him away, sometimes for about nine months, and when he came back, it seemed as if Konoha wasn't the same, he once remembered when he came back from a seven month mission and Ino already dated Choji, Shikamaru, and married Sai, and was happily pregnant. Sasuke seemed oblivious about gossip from the village, but deep down he was dying to know what was Hinata's next move on Naruto, or what how many hook ups did Ino had in a month. He always liked to be up to date so when he came back he knew what was going on.

"Hey, Sasuke, let's stop." Naruto demanded. He was right, if they kept going, they were sure to reach Konoha by that night, but provably with the sole of their shoes falling, or badly injured.

They spent the night in the forest, taking turn to watch the perimeter every two hours.

Sakura Haruno, of age 22, pole danced in the club 'the drunken leaf'. Alcohol got the best of her, again. Not only Ino, her very pregnant friend dragged to go out parting, but she drunk herself out of control, and she took off her shirt and danced around a pole that was installed on their table. And the worst part of that was that the next day she woke up to a knocking on her door. Apparently Rock Lee found out last night was rather entertaining, as he winked and showed a hickey on his neck.

From all the people that were in the club. He kissed… scratch that, had sex with clothes on with Rock Lee, the dorkiest ninja in the leaf. At least it wasn't Kiba, she would be mortified at the thought of her on top of Kiba, drunk of her mind while she make out with him, and then he would start barking and dog humping her leg. She shuddered at the thought and closed the door on Lee.

Sakura's phone pulled her away from her thoughts. She reached over to the contraption that vibrated and answered the call.

'Sakura?' Ino's voice hammered her ear.

Not only was Sakura mortified, but she also felt like crap. She had the worst hang over in the history of hang overs. There was a constant thumping on her head that was killing her and her eyes burned at the thought of the sun.

"hmmmmm….." Sakura groaned.

'You don't sound really good…' Ino mumbled.

"You bitch, because you dragged me to party, Rock Lee showed up to my flat, complementing what a good sexy goddess of erotica fantasies I am…" Sakura held her head with her hand.

'I'm sorry, I think we've should have drink water instead of alcohol… well you…' Ino mumbled.

"No shit Sherlock" Sakura groaned at the thumping on her head.

'You know Sasuke is coming today… right?' Ino sighted.

Shit. Her childhood crush, who totally crushed her heart into tiny pieces to leave with the creepy snake guy, and came back five years later, pleading for forgiveness…. Wait, no, he demanded forgiveness, then, he was pleading for forgiveness when he was put under torture by Tsunade, which consisted of watching the cheesiest soap operas in Tsunade's soap opera collection. When the first episode was over Sasuke even confessed the size of his underwear. Then he was put in confinement for three months and later monitored a whole year by Naruto. He was still the same man bitch he always had been, but Sakura finally got over him. Not really, just a little bit.

"Fuck, are you fucking serious?" Sakura groaned at her vocabulary, sometimes it went out of hand when she was stressed.

'Jeez, watch your fucking vocabulary…' Ino followed her pun with a giggle.

"K'…. I really don't know what to do, if they are coming today Team Kakashi is having a meeting obviously…" Sakura groaned at the thought of being in a room full of hormonal men, that discussed what bra size did Tsunade had and then compared it with Sakura's cup size, well according to Naruto, they were a ratio of tea cups to buckets.

'Well… then… stay strong?' Ino's statement didn't sound very convincing.

hello! this is my first Naruto fanfiction I've ever written. so... yeah... what do you think of it? please review and tell me what you think of it! no flames or else you will let me know that you spend your free time trolling on people's stories! :D. well either ways, might as well tell a bit about my self. so this story is based in one of my injuries and it's about how Sasuke messed up his shoulder and he has to take care of it, but since Sasuke might be the most stubborn character there is he doesn't really care about it. It's called shoulder laxity and it appears when you over work your shoulder, extremely abundant in swimmers (I swim). By the end of the summer it will be hard to update because I have Junior Olimpics and I can't miss it for anything! but I swear, I will keep you updated!

love!

-Emma~