A/N: Here we go - A new chapter of WTGIG. Lawl, to any of you who are still reading, I apologize for the wait. Here you are~ ENJOY. =]

Ugh, this really isn't my strong point...

When dusk came, I decided it was time for dinner. Which was stupid because it was near pitch black in the forest. I looked down at the stream, several fish swimming about. I knew that I had to catch at least two. But if I had it my way, I wouldn't catch any at all. But we had to eat, in order to keep as strong as possible. Otogakure was still a ways away and with the Uchiha's current condition, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon; and all of Hell would freeze over before I would carry him all the way back to that revolting village. Breaking my back at the young age of thirteen wasn't a promising idea for me.

I threw my hat to the side so it wouldn't get wet, "Uh..."

"They're not going to hurt you." Sasuke spoke by the tree mockingly.

"Well forgive me if I'm not enthusiastic." I responded lamely.

I grabbed the stick I had sharpened from a tree and prepared to attack, "Okay."

I waited for a perfect opportunity. I may have been skilled in the 'art' of weapon use, but attacking fish with a near blunt stick was something else entirely.

There! I attacked the fish nearest to me, but missed quite horribly. "Damn it."

I took off my sandals and decided to attack the fish in the water, assuming that it would be a little easier.

Gotcha... I lunged forward and tried to strike the fish. Unfortunately for me, my foot caught underneath a rock and I fell face first into the water, Or not...to think I was considered gifted. Would a gifted kunoichi fall face first into a stream trying to catch fish?! Man, if my brother could see me now.

"What a mess..." Sasuke spoke to himself.

My eye twitched as I dragged myself out of the stream. Water dripping from every possible part of my body, "This, has been the worst day of my life - by far."

Sasuke smirked to himself as he watched me wring the water out of my hair and out of my clothes.

"Are you sure it was him?" The Fifth sat comfortably behind her desk.

"Positive." The masked shinobi answered.

A group of Jounin stood in the Godaime's office, discussing the assault that was made on their village earlier that day. Three shinobi died that day and two more were in critical condition at Konoha hospital. They were no longer treating this as an act of thievery, carried out by a couple of kids. This was now a serious situation where lives have been lost and chances are that more were on the way.

She sighed, "And what about the girl, Kakashi - was she too using a transformation jutsu?"

"Most likely." He reasoned, "When I saw the boy use that fire style jutsu, I had my suspicions. So I attacked him, not fatally, to see if the jutsu would become undone."

"I see."

"So if it was to Orochimaru Sasuke left for a while ago, then the odds are that that scroll must be for him." Another Jounin spoke, a cigarette on his lips.

"So what are we going to do?" A female Jounin quizzed.

"The only thing we can do, " The Fifth looked up sternly, "Go after them; that scroll is too powerful to be in the hands of Orochimaru." They nodded, "And if they don't co-operate...kill them."

The room fell silent.

"Kill them?" The Hokage's attendant repeated in shock, "But they're just kids!"

"Shizune." Kakashi warned her.

Tsunade closed her eyes, "They're kids that have killed three people and have fatally injured two others. They're kids whom have successfully managed to steal a guarded forbidden scroll. They're kids that have managed to evade capture from numerous shinobi. When they are able to do things like that, they're no longer just kids, Shizune." she replied calmly, "Sasuke knew what he was getting into leaving the village. We tried to get him back, and we failed. So if they don't comply, don't hesitate to exterminate them - this is officially an A-ranked mission."

They all nodded and left.

An hour later when I had actually managed to catch a couple of fish, we were sitting infront of the fire eating - a fire that Sasuke had started. Unaware that somewhere out there, in the forest, we were being pursued by shinobi who were probably going to kill us whether we handed over the scroll or not. But even if we were aware of this, we were rooted in this one spot, unable to go anywhere in Sasuke's useless situation.

"It could use a little seasoning...but it's not half bad." I commented a little proud.

"I can't believe it took you an hour to catch four fish," Sasuke stated calmly, "Pathetic."

I gave him a fixed stare and didn't answer - I knew it was a lost effort in trying to get on my nerves. i decided to change the subject.

"I think that scroll Orochimaru made us steal is going to help him destroy Konoha."

Sasuke looked up, "How do you know?"

"For starters, the scroll had the word raze written on it."

His eyes widened briefly but he didn't answer.

"I don't even understand why someone would fabricate a scroll of that nature...it's so...ridiculous." I threw the fish bones into the fire.

It clicked and crackled as it danced in the cool breeze. I couldn't tear myself away from it. It was easy to lose yourself in thought staring that hypnotic dance of the flames. It made me think of a few things: why I even bothered to do these things for Orochimaru confused me. Yes, he threatened to kill my family if I didn't, but knowing him, he'd probably do it anyways. It's not exactly a thought that I liked imagining, but I had to consider all the outcomes.

Although it might seem like it, I wasn't a bad person. I was just...a little rough around the edges. I knew right from wrong, and helping a depraved person do dreadful things isn't by any means, the right thing.

Something rustled in the bushes, which knocked me out of my reverie.

I immediately took out a kunai from my leg holster and threw it at the source of the noise without looking away from the fire.

The rustling stopped at once.

"That was reckless." Sasuke commented indifferently, still eating his fish.

"No one asked you." I got up and went to see what it was.

I looked over the bush and saw something I hadn't expected. A squirrel. A dead squirrel. A dead squirrel pierced by the head of my sharp kunai. Oops?

"Heh..." My eye twiched.

The Uchiha smirked to himself.

I hate it when he's right... I walked away and sat back down in my seat, well at least it was a clean cut?

I glared, "Wipe that smirk off your face."

He cocked an eyebrow, "Or what, Hagihara?"

"Or I'll inflict some serious pain on you...I'm not above attacking cripples." I challenged.

"Hn, I'd like to see you try."

"I would, but Orochimaru would kill me if I got rid of you - quite literally actually." I spoke the last part more to myself.

He kept silent for awhile, "I thought you didn't care about following his rules?"

"I'm sorry, but when my life is hanging in the balance...well...I'd like to hang on to what little life I have left." I looked down.

He examined me thoroughly through the fire, as my eyes watched the ground.

After all it's only a matter of time before that snake gets rid of me...and gets rid of Sasuke...

It was at that moment that I had realized how much that idiot had grown on me. Although I quite obviously didn't show it, I was starting to develop a liking for him. I actually cared whether the Uchiha lived or died...and if he did, I decided that it would actually impact me some. When I threatened him, I didn't really mean it. So, when I thought of what fate had in store for him, I pitied him, knowing that he was just going to be another one of Orochimaru's victims. Like me; and that's all it took.

"You should sleep, try and feel better in the morning...we shouldn't stay here any longer." I advised him in his best interest.

Despite her words telling the dark haired Uchiha to catch some sleep, Isaaru was the first one to succumb to fatigue. It didn't come as a surprise though, it's been a long and hard day - for both of them.

Sasuke stayed up for a while longer staring at the clicking fire. Not because he wasn't sleepy, he just simply couldn't sleep. He couldn't cease thinking about the words she spoke to him.

I'd like to hang on to what little life I have left.

He hadn't exactly realized that she was in such a grave position. Although he didn't exactly know all the details, he knew that it was a lot worse than what he had thought in the beginning.

His eyes looked through the fire and focused on her sleeping body, as he saw her figure quietly shivering.

"That moron, her clothes are still damp." He got up slowly, wincing slightly at the pain in his midsection. He walked over to her and he did his best to move her a little closer to the fire before he took out a small blanket from his pack and placed it on top of her as gently as he was capable of.

Almost immediately the shivering stopped and she curled up to the blanket like an innocent child. He returned to his place parallel to the girl as he watched her sleep, before he gave into his own exhaustion.

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