AN: Just trying my hand at telling tales
Sasuke was pretty sure it was impossible to remain unconscious at this point. For one, it was pretty damn cold; also, the ground was hard as all hell. There were clangs and…roars, at least it sounded like roars, but he probably had a concussion or something and was just imagining things. Oh, and how could he forget the dozens of needles imbedded in his skin. Despite everything telling him to lay down and just forget the world, he forced himself to open his eyes and try to get a sense of the scene.
He craned his neck to left and could just make out the outline of his most useless teammate and the client they were supposed to be protecting. Although "protecting" could be used in a very loose way right now; seeing as he was laid out on the floor, Sakura was staring so hard in his direction that a monkey playing symbols could probably sneak up on her, and Naruto was…wait where was Naruto? As if to answer his inquiry, a loud shout, almost like a roar sort of, ripped through the air in the opposite direction. Turning his head to the right, which hurt like a motherfucker now that he was more aware and could only stare stupidly at the sight his eyes landed on.
Naruto, whom was glowing an orangish red, was apparently mauling the fake hunter-nin that had bested him earlier. Again, he would use the word "bested" in a very loose term, due to the fact that he took a hit for his teammate, he was noble and shit like that he guessed. He was digressing, his point was Naruto was seemingly on fire and somehow beating the shit out of someone that a minute ago (was it a minute ago? He wasn't sure how long he was out), literally beating them both senseless, he still couldn't feel his hands and feet. Oh, and now there was lightning in the background along with… a hundred chirping birds? Maybe more? He decided right then and there he was done for today. He fought, he unlocked his sharingan, and did a good deed for today. It wasn't even noon yet. He turned his head straight, slowly laid his head down, and closed his eyes.
"if I lay here, if I just lay here; would you lay with me and just forget the world." Hey that was kind of catchy. If this whole avenger thing doesn't work out maybe he could write songs or something.