Sakura stood with her arms folded across her chest and a mocking set to her face. "I've already told you, Uchiha, you are going nowhere." She glared into his eyes in an attempt to get her point across.
He glowered back at her. "And I have already explained to you why it is necessary!"
She stomped her foot, hoping that he was intimidated by her in spite of the height difference. Because he better be! She thought in an effort to boost her confidence, it failed, miserably. "The world is not going to end if you do not train with Naruto because you are in the hospital!" Sakura practically yelled the words, but maybe that would help get them through his thick head.
Sasuke ran a hand through his hair. "You know what is going to happen!" Sakura blinked. Was that whining? Really?
She sighed, not believing that the Uchiha Sasuke was whining. "Naruto will try to fight his way into the hospital. But so what? I can handle him, Sasuke, I'm not twelve anymore!"
Sasuke eyed her and snorted. The nerve! She almost punched him then and there to prove it, but he was still recovering from an injury, so she let it slid. "The Dobe could release the nine-tails," he drawled.
He was baiting her, but she couldn't help but protesting, "Over your training! Honestly, Sasuke, get a life!"
"If I do not keep my body in condition, and Madara attacks, the village could be destroyed." He tried again.
Sakura raised an eyebrow, "Since when did you care?"
He frowned. She smirked. They both knew he had no more excuses. "If you don't move, I will move you myself."
Sakura laughed. She couldn't help it. "Since when did the almighty Sasuke resort to threatening his nurses?" she teased.
"Since they became unbearably annoying," he mumbled as, true to his word, he picked her up.
Well if they were resorting to threats, she would hold her own. Just watch. "You don't want to do that."
"Or what?" he smirked.
She thought back to their genin days. What was his greatest fear? Sakura took great pleasure from the twitch in Sasuke's eyes at her evil smile. "I'll kiss you."
He laughed. "You call that a threat?" He sat her aside and strode down the hall.
Sakura ran him down, hoisted him over her shoulder with her massive strength, and plopped him back down in his bed. She pressed her lips to his (after all, what good is a threat if you don't make good on it?) quickly and tried not to blush afterwards. "Then I'm going to sell your underwear to your fangirls if you leave this room again." At his look of horror she smirked. "And don't think I won't know. I have spies everywhere."
Sasuke frowned, but remained where he was.
Sakura smirked and walked out the door. That would teach him.