A/N: Hi guys! It's me again! lol. So, this is my SasuSaku anthology! Yey! :D

This first fic is actually inspired by an artwork. Uhm, I really have no idea who made this because I just GOOGLED it. So please don't sue me for using it as a cover for each update.

Disclaimer: Naruto = Masashi Kishimoto; Artworks = respective artists; S.U.S.H. (acronym idea) = CrAzY-SiLLy-Me.

SUSHology

Heartless Breaker

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Akatsuki

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A kunai was thrown to where she was located, forcing her to draw out her tanto to deflect the weapon. "Fuck." She cursed as she looked in all directions, looking for the culprit – the tanto, poised in front of her face.

She threw a smoke bomb on her location and side rolled her way to a bush, before scurrying up to her feet and running to her left, pumping enough chakra to increase her speed.

Another set of knives were thrown at her, which she deflected with her weapon. She noticed from the corner of her eyes that she was being trailed by around five jounin-levelled ninjas. Weaving the seal for the Kage Bunshin jutsu, she tried to think of several ways to shrug off those who were in her tail.

"Kage Bunshin no jutsu!"

Three shadow replicas of her appeared from behind the smoke, which bought them some time to mold enough chakra in their hands and charge to them head on. Successfully hitting, and crushing the four shinobis to their deaths.

"Four down, one to go." She muttered under her breath and ran off when she lost sight of the last opponent. Reaching a clearing, she stopped in her tracks and tried to depict where her opponent was hiding.

But before she was able to weave a seal for a scan, a kunai with an explosive tag was thrown to her direction. Due to her exhaustion and frustration, she wasn't able to deflect or dodge the kunai. It cut through her outer thigh – creating a long, deep gash – and exploded.

"AHH!"

She was thrown a few meters from her original spot, her thigh bleeding and infected by the explosion made by the tag. The shinobi who was after her landed a few feet before her, taking out his tip-less tanto and pointed directly at her.

"Surrender now." He took a few steps to her, the weapon still poised. She glared and spat the blood in her mouth and tried to pull herself up, but fell back again when she felt an overwhelming feeling of nausea. Her hand reached down to her thigh and green chakra glowed from her as she tried to heal herself.

"As a medic, you sure can't tell that that kunai was laced, eh?" He mocked as he took another step towards her. "And you call yourself Tsuna-"

But even before the Konoha nin was able to finish his sentence, a man showed up, holding the shinobi by his throat and off the ground; his black cloak with red cloud pattern, swaying with the wind; his free hand was holding a similar but more tattered cloak. He was looking at her fallen form, eyes full of concern and anger.

His eyes turned red as his attention shifted to wriggling ninja in his grasp. The hand on the man's throat tightened as anger pent up within him. Willing himself, he activated his Sharingan. He closed his eyes as he turned his head down.

"Amaterasu!"

"AHHHH!"

He watched with his bleeding eyes – his Mangekyou activated upon using the skill – as the man tried to dose off the flames by rolling on the ground. The black flames intensified as his glare hardened; his lips pursed in a straight line.

The black flames died down; the man was now burnt to ashes. The wind was picking up as silence engulfed the two remaining figures. Blood continued to drip from his eyes as his closed them to deactivate his bloodline limit – a hand coming up to his face as a sinister smirk crept his lips.

"Sasuke-kun,"

She wound up her arms in his waist, flattening herself in his back and buried her face in his cloak. He could feel her heavy breathing, her chest heaving and her shaken up frame; he could feel everything.

He could feel his own heart thumping fast in relief; seeing that she is now somewhat safer with him and seeing that she now was found, by him nonetheless.

"Sakura,"

He turned around and took a quick check on her. His gaze went down to her thigh. She had successfully healed the wound, but the scar held a visible lump of the poison in her system. Rummaging through his medical pouch, he took a small vial and a syringe and gave her a shot of an antidote she had formulated before they did their infiltration.

"You okay?" He asked as he disposed of the syringe. He took the other Akatsuki cloak he had a while ago, and draped it over her shoulders, securing it by zipping it up. His hands rested just above her chest, feeling her heartbeat.

"Yeah… I think…" She hesitated and looked at him in the eyes. "I'm sorry…" His hand clenched on the cloak's fabric as he looked back at her, his eyes full of worry. "When I saw your cloak, I thought they got you…" He trailed off and lowered his gaze.

"How did you find me?"

"Karin." He sighed. His hands went up to her hair and fixed her forehead protector; the metal plate proudly donning a scratch across the symbol of Konoha, a sign of a rogue ninja. He went to her hair, brushing away strands from her face, inwardly admiring her beauty.

"Sasuke-kun…" She whispered as his hands caressed the side of her face, on her cheeks and then rested on her chin. His head tilted a bit to the side as he felt himself being magnetized by her. "I love you…" She whispered as their lips met.

"I love you too, Sakura."

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A/N: I'm not really satisfied with the outcome of the ending. Who does anyway? lol. I'd love to hear some feedback from you guys. If you want to suggest a prompt or suggest an image that could be worked with, please do! :)

R&R please!

P.S. Please do not complain that it's short or whatsoever. These are drabbles. Usually they're short and straightforward.