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Chap 11: Each day is a new conquest

It was barely dawn when Naruto opened his eyes, and the dim rays of the sun entering his room through the window softly lit his restful face. He breathed a heavy sigh; this morning was like every other one since the accident, even with all the effort he'd put in the previous day. The same darkness was still occupying his mind, leaving him with not even an ounce of a clue as to who he was. He turned onto his side and his eyes landed on the picture of Team Seven on his bedside table. His friends. He felt guilty not being able to remember them. They were so dedicated to helping him with this mess of a situation he'd landed himself in. They'd been with him since day one, showing him around some of his supposed favorite places–but even if he really had liked the ramen and the view from Hokage Rock, nothing had managed to awaken anything in him yet.

Turning again, Naruto buried his face into his pillow, clenching hard at the edges and forcing the soft material against his face. He wanted to cry so badly, to punch something. He was beyond frustrated, feeling this powerless. He couldn't do anything by himself–not even find his own damn house in the endlessly winding streets of the village he grew up in. He needed to do something; he couldn't stay a burden to his friends forever. If his memories weren't going to come back, he could at least try to create new ones. He would try to go back to being what he was supposed to be. Even with the blackness in his head, Naruto wouldn't give up.

With his new resolution, Naruto jumped out of bed determined. Today, he would ask Sasuke to teach him how to jump again so he wouldn't have to get any more awkward piggyback rides; he would ask for a training regime, so he could regain some of his strength; and he would relearn whatever other skills he'd need to get back to normal. He would get past this. He threw the tee-shirt he'd slept in onto the bed and stood in front of his open wardrobe only clad in his underwear for the moment, deciding. Liking orange was one thing, but having all your clothes be the exact same color was another. He plunged his hands inside the closet in search for an outfit and began to fumble through the options. As he pulled out a pair of pants from the bottom of the pile, the whole stack of clothes fell to the ground, uncovering something underneath: a box at the back that'd been carefully hidden. What would need to be hidden like this? Like a kid on a quest for treasure, he pulled the box out, dropping it on the floor before sitting down in front of it and lifting up the lid.

More orange.

The box contained only a collection of orange books. What a let down! He took one of them in his hands and flipped it over. The cover was worn out and the pages were dogeared, showing the amount of love the book had once received. The author's name was... Jiraiya. The man on the photograph inside was old with long white hair, and he had two red marks on either side of his face under his eyes. The title of the book read Icha Icha Make Out. Driven by his natural sense of curiosity, Naruto opened the text to a random page and began to read. After just a few lines, he became so engrossed that many pages followed after the first, and he didn't notice the sound of the door opening beside him.

Sasuke was surprised to find Naruto awake, seeing as the blond usually stayed in bed until he dragged him out by his hair. But the fact that the other was up wasn't really the reason why Sasuke was standing frozen in the doorway; what was really bugging him was that the blond half-naked on the floor, displaying the noticeable bulge in his underwear pretty clearly to anyone who happened to walk into the room. Seeing Naruto around the house in his underwear was fairly common, but never once since they'd moved in together did he ever catch Naruto with a hard-on. Quickly, Sasuke tore away his gaze from the lewd exhibition, uncomfortable, with Sakura's accusation of his sexuality rigging in his head as he recomposed himself.

"What are you doing?" the dark-haired ninja questioned as naturally as possible. Have some modesty, you idiot!

Naruto lifted his head to look toward his best friend, appearing to be surprised to see him, but not seeming at all ashamed for his physical state. Then, with a very foxy grin stretched across his face, the blond waved the book in his hand, proudly displaying what it was, like it was some sort of proof of his sexual orientation.

"I have some kinky straight literature here," Naruto stated cheerfully, "and a whole collection of it, too!" I knewI wasn't gay!

Sasuke's brow twitched, "Glad to hear it. Breakfast is ready," he said flatly before closing the door behind him on his way out. The Uchiha walked down the stairs grumbling to himself, "Idiot... Do you really need that to know you're straight?"

Naruto joined him in the kitchen a couple minutes later, a while tee-shirt and a pair of orange pants now covering his body. The blond, having cleared up his suspicions about his sexuality, felt as though he'd finally learned something about his former self. It felt good to have done it on his own as well, for once. Nobody told him, he figured it out by himself.

He passed an arm around Sasuke's neck with a familiarity that felt almost natural as he went by, looking down at the plates in his friend's hands.

"Oh man! You made eggs!" Naruto cheered.

Sasuke glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, letting the man's contagious smile lighten his mood a bit, "Yeah, you need the protein. You asked me to train you yesterday, remember?"

"So you're going to show me how to do the jumping thing?" Naruto questioned enthusiastically, following the other to the table.

"We'll start with the basics. I have to assess where you are first before I decide on a training program," the Uchiha explained. Naruto joyously nodded before he dug into his food.

Sasuke just watched the blond at his side for a second, not interested in the least in his cooling breakfast. He was bothered by this version of Naruto. His reactions, his expressions–even the way he talked were so different from how they used to be. It was all him, his face, his eyes, his body... he was the same and yet not at the same time. The man sitting at his side didn't know anything about them–their pain, their story, their bond. He didn't know, and at the same time, there was something behind it all; hidden somewhere inside this unfamiliar person was something invisible that connect them deeply.

"You're not hungry, Sasuke?" Naruto asked, his cheeks filled with food like a hamster's.

His musing disturbed, Sasuke looked down at his plate, "Swallow your food before talking, dammit," he rebuked like a nagging mother before beginning to eat his own breakfast. He took slow bites of his food, not feeling very hungry anymore. It was so lonely without the real Naruto there to fill the silence. He missed their talks, their competitions, and, as odd as it sounded, he even missed their fights. It was as though the man he once knew the most had become a stranger. There was no bigger sense of loneliness than to be with his best friend and to feel as if he weren't even there. But even though this Naruto may not've been the same, it was still better than not having him there at all.

Sakura chose that exact moment to come into the kitchen. As usual, she'd invited herself inside using her key. She slipped her feet into her house slippers by the door as she joined the two men at the table. Immediately, as she sat at Naruto's side so familiarly, Sasuke's frown deepened. Why was she here? He didn't need her to babysit Naruto. He was more than capable of taking care of him himself. And was it just him, or did she always seem to have her hands all over Naruto these days? He'd never noticed her being so clingy with the blond before the accident, usually she was more the fighting type. Was it just an effort to make Naruto look at her how he used to again now that he was freed from his stupid blind infatuation? To trap him again into giving all his attention to her like before? Selfishbitch! Naruto wasn't some dog who was just gonna follow her around forever!

"Good morning, Naruto! How are you feeling today?" Sakura asked, already passing her activated hand over Naruto's head casually.

"Oh! Hey, Sakura! I'm fine, I'm fine! Don't worry! Sasuke made me an awesome breakfast. Have you eaten yet?" he answered with his typical exuberance, letting her do her check-up as usual.

Sakura glanced to her other teammate, her doubts about him still vivid in her mind. Her night had been plagued by erotic nightmares involving Sasuke and Naruto in some… compromising situations, and she couldn't ignore the green hold of jealousy that'd been born from them.

"That was very nice of you, Sasuke," she smiled, her tone giving the words a double meaning. Her eyes were intently fixed on the handsome black-haired man; Sasuke was too sexy not be considered dangerous.

The tone and attitude she was giving him irked Sasuke to no end, his own patience wearing thin.

"Don't you have work to do? You've taken quite a long leave already," he retorted sternly.

"Tsunade-sama can take care of the hospital without me for a little while longer; besides, Kakashi-sensei told us both to stay with Naruto. I am his personal doctor after all," she countered, not backing down.

"Cool! So you're staying with us today? Sasuke told me he would teach me ninja stuff," Naruto continued on in his jovial tone, not picking up on the tense atmosphere between his two teammates.

Sakura smiled sweetly at him, "I can teach you things too. You know, we used to train together all the time," she offered, not wanting to leave the two alone for too long. Sasuke's frown deepened and she held his glare defiantly, confident in her rights as Naruto's secret girlfriend to protect her boyfriend's chastity for as long as he didn't remember her.

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After breakfast, the three headed down to the training grounds together.

Hidden away under the heavy shade of an oak tree, Sasuke leaned back against the trunk, arms crossed in front of his chest, his face impassive as he observed Sakura and Naruto from a few feet away. The pair peacefully sat in the middle of an expansive field, as if on a quiet picnic. A few rays of light pierced the foliage around them, hitting their faces and creating an intricate lace-like pattern.

Naruto couldn't quell the sense of awe he felt as Sakura explained the basics of shinobi history in a very scholarly manner. The subject of shinobi rules was boring as hell, but the blond didn't care. He was so impressed by how his teammate was able to recite all these ridiculously pompous litanies without error. She was more than just cute; Sakura was smart... and clearly deserved all his respect.

However, as much as the blond wanted to listen to her lecture, he was still unable to keep his concentration for very long, his head still fuzzy from the aftermath of his coma. Sasuke noticed Naruto's eyelids begin to droop every time Sakura diverted her attention to search in her pouch for different weapons, and decided to leave his hideout to make sure Naruto learned something useful today. The blond never was much of an auditory learner; he needed to see, to touch, and to experience to learn something. Sometimes it was the harder method, but words would never get to his brain as well as practice could.

The Uchiha cut in front of Sakura, beginning his own lesson and avoiding the distraction of the glare he knew she was sending the back of his head. After a very brief explanation, worthy of the genius who never needed one, the Uchiha sent himself flying through the air with a powerful kick and a careful dexterity. Two beats of silence hung before several shurikens were thrown with a deathly precision all at once, every one striking directly in the center of the targets placed around them, leaving an astounded Naruto to clap his hands in amazement at the impressive display.

"Try it!" Sasuke demanded, handing over some shurikens to the blond.

The blond studied the object, the weight of it in his hands, the coolness of the metal against his skin. It was so foreign and yet so familiar at the same time. He wasn't afraid of getting cut by the sharp edges; the small star weapon fit perfectly in his grasp. He flicked it over and over, making it spin on his index finger. It was fascinating. It was exhilarating. He could feel the blood rush in his veins from excitement. He tried to remember the directions Sasuke had showed him while he threw it. Launching his arm in a semi-arc, he freed the shuriken from his grip at the last second and…!

A complete failure...

The star weapon went in a complete different direction to what he'd expected, jabbing itself lamely into the ground. Embarrassed by his own clumsiness, Naruto laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. He'd been confident in his aim and thought that he'd done what Sasuke had told him to. In the list of ways on how not to look cool in front of a girl, this would rank highly.

Naruto sheepishly looked toward his two friends. Sasuke unflinchingly repeated, "Again." And so the blond complied, throwing shuriken after shuriken from his pouch at the targets.

After a number of unsuccessful attempts, Sakura intervened. She had noticed the odd position Naruto was putting his body in, and his overall tensed movements. Sasuke had spotted the errors as well, but had expected the blond to realize the mistakes on his own, using the old school method of "trying something until it worked". But Sakura knew Naruto better. Naruto was stubborn, and could persist with doing the exact same thing over and over until his body collapse completely, right or not. There was nothing wrong with helping him to perfect his footing a little. As the blond prepared himself to throw his weapon, Sakura approached and stopped his hand. Gently, she placed herself behind him and adjusted the position of his torso slightly, straightening his hips to face the same way.

"Now, don't look at your hand when you throw it, look at the target," she advised while taking hold of his wrist more firmly, "and relax…" she finished in a whisper, mimicking the action with her own hand as he did his.

Naruto quivered as he felt her smaller body behind him, her hands on his. Suddenly, all his concentration vanished as the scene became the one he'd read that morning in the orange book from his closet. The main character was trying to learn something, and the girl helped him with more than just his lesson. He bite his lip in excitement, his imagination running wild. He could feel her palm against his hip, and he felt his body temperature rise a few degrees. The way her fingers caressed his skin, how she turned him around–the way her hand held his wrist and her body came so close to being pressed against his back. He wasn't far from a nose-bleed. Sakura was so desirable! Everything about her was making him go crazy! He could hear the thumping of his own heart in his ears, but also her voice, enthralling, seeping into his soul. He would let her do anything she wanted to him, a total puppet in her hands. She could tie him to a bed and spank him if she wanted to. Maybe I'm a masochist, he thought as the idea further fuelled his desire. Without even realizing it, his hand followed her movement, and the shuriken hit the center of the target. He blinked, staring at it in amazement.

"Ok, you've made it once, try it on your own this time," Sasuke mindlessly interfered, earning a huff from Sakura.

She'd felt so warm next to Naruto. For a second she'd thought that he might've wanted her. There'd been something between them just then, hadn't there? It hadn't been just her own longing to touch him, right? She was quite sure that she'd felt him tremble slightly when her hand had grazed him. She wanted him, but surely not to the point of imagining things. No matter how much she wanted to hold him, her body wouldn't trick her like that. She still had some restrain. His masculine scent and tantalizing warmth weren't enough to make her lose a grip on herself, or at least she hoped so.

She kept her eyes trained on Naruto as he resumed his position. It was painful to be so isolated from him, to not have any special place in his heart anymore. It made her feel awful to be considered a stranger by the man she loved. She bit her lip, her heart clenching. Just few weeks ago, they had been so in love it was as if the rest of the world hadn't even existed. Just few weeks ago, he was all hers, he smiled at her, he loved her. Just few weeks ago… and now she meant nothing more to him than any other friend did. She wished from the bottom of her heart that he would look at her like he used to again, that he'd call her "Sakura-chan" and smile like always, to warm her frozen heart. She needed him.

Naruto turned back to face the target, his head still in his pants, and threw the star without looking at anything in particular. The shuriken flew straight toward Sasuke, and if the Uchiha hadn't had the quick reflexes he did, it would have scratched the side of his cheek. Bending his head slightly to the left to avoid the weapon, the dark-haired shinobi sighed in defeat at Naruto's lack of progress.

"Maybe we should continue with this tomorrow. Let's have a sparing match instead," Sasuke offered. The blond was too distracted to practice anything good now.

"We can spare together!" Sakura suggested, hoping to take the chance to have more moments of contact between her and the blond. She could let him get the upper hand and maybe stay wrapped in his arms a little while.

"No! No! I'll fight Sasuke!" Naruto refused. He couldn't even imagine himself lifting a hand against Sakura. She was just so small and delicate. Even if she was a ninja, there were some limits to what a man could do to a woman, and hitting her was certainly not on the list of things he could bring himself to do.

Sakura pouted dejectedly, and a small smirk graced Sasuke's features, "You've made a clever choice, Naruto. She'd certainly be able to kill you using only her pinky," the Uchiha said mirthfully, understanding the real reason his best friend chose not to fight her.

The dark-haired man crossed Sakura's path to take position in front of Naruto, patting her head semi-apologetically as he passed. Even with one of the rare and only times Sasuke had ever given her recognition, it didn't make her feel any better about being kept aside from sparring with Naruto.

The two men stood facing one another. Sasuke didn't expect much from this match, it was mostly to assess Naruto's current ability to fight. The blond took an instinctive fighting stance and screamed eagerly, "Ok! Let's begin, Sasuke! I'm ready!"

Completely relaxed, the Uchiha lifted his right hand with two fingers held up, "Hold on a second, Naruto. Before we start, shinobi have to display the sparring sign to indicate the intent to fight. When we finish, we will do the unison sign by locking our fingers together to indicate that we recognize each other as comrades and not enemies."

"I know we're friends, we don't need signs to say it," Naruto argued.

"It's tradition, Naruto. Shinobi respect the rules. Haven't you been listening to anything Sakura's said?"

"Ah… Yeah, of course…" the blond laughed clumsily, subtly looking away from the two of them, not wanting to reveal that he'd been more interested in her adorable lips than in whatever she'd been teaching, "Let's do it! Haha…"

Naruto did the sign, and Sasuke nodded, "Now we can start."

Sasuke was far too relaxed for the blond's liking. Was this guy even taking him seriously? Naruto wanted to go back to being who he was, and for that he needed Sasuke's help to become a powerful shinobi. He wanted to fight with him as equals. With all his might, the blond launched forward with a fist outstretched, which was only met with empty space as his opponent dodged the attack effortlessly. Punch, kick, strike. For a while, Naruto relentlessly attacked with as much force as he could manage, trying to increase his speed or to find an opening. But the dark-haired man didn't even put any effort into dodging the attacks, they were so easily escapable. To Naruto, Sasuke appeared as calm and composed as had been at the beginning of their match, whereas he himself was all sweaty and out of breath. It was infuriating.

"Come on, Sasuke! How can I learn anything if you don't fight me back?" Naruto whined.

"You're making progress," the other encouraged in a monotonous tone.

It only took a few more minutes of sparring before Naruto naturally slipped back into his proper fighting posture, proof that he fought more with his instinct than with concentration. Once or twice, Naruto had come close to touching him, which was quite impressive for a guy who was supposed to be a beginner. Sasuke was sure that if the blond had been able to build up his speed with chakra, he would have made a formidable opponent. But as much as he had been impressed by Naruto's fighting skills, the Uchiha didn't want to risk the blond injuring himself again. They had enough problems to manage with his amnesia, and he didn't want to add broken bones on top of that. "Let's stop here for today. It's a good start, but you need to rest," Sasuke said, extending his hand for the unison sign.

"Not now! I can still fight, I can! I swear! I want to get stronger!" Naruto yelled, frustrated.

"You're still recovering, Naruto; we'll continue tomorrow. We can work on something else instead for now," Sakura said, trying to appease him. But Naruto huffed stubbornly; he wasn't done yet. A vein popped up on Sakura's forehead. Naruto was always so reckless, never taking proper care of himself, and the childishness of it never failed to piss her off, "Make. The. Unison. Sign. Now, Naruto!" The way she punctuated each word to get her point across clearly, the tone of her voice when she uttered his name, and the creepy smile spread across her face made Naruto comply without a second thought.

"Ok, ok! I'm done!" he quickly extended his hand and shook Sasuke's fingers. "All good, see? Hehe…" the blond said hastily, hiding behind Sasuke as a safeguard.

"Man! How can a girl that cute be that scary?" the blond mumbled to his friend.

"You shouldn't get her seriously angry if you want to live," Sasuke advised.

Sakura crossed her arms, a pout on her face. She didn't want to have to be rough with Naruto, but someone had to make him see reason, otherwise he would've continued on until he collapsed.

"Have you finished with your little chat?" Sakura grumbled, somewhat hurt that Naruto seemed to be closer to Sasuke than her.

Naruto nodded vigorously, heeding Sasuke's advice to keep Sakura in good mood. She nodded, pleased, and relaxed her posture to continue in a more teacher-like tone, "We'll teach you about chakra next; it's a ninja's basic source of power," she said, enjoying the eager smile blossoming on Naruto's face. "Molding and controlling chakra is essential. To explain it simply, there are two sources of energy: physical energy, which your body's cells create naturally, and spiritual energy, which can be intensified through training and experience. Ninjas use both types of energy together by morphing specific hand signs to form jutsu." With one glance at Naruto, Sakura noticed that his smile was beginning to falter. Better make this short. "First, you need to try to feel the energy within you. Close your eyes and press your hands together in a prayer position to summon your chakra," she explained while demonstrating the movement.

Doubtfully, Naruto did the same, not really convinced that anything could come out of it. He closed his eyes, focusing on his inner world. In an instant, calmness washed over him, and as simple as the technique seemed to be, his body remembered exactly what to do. With a clap of his hands, a burst of energy flooded his chakra system, surprising him with its intensity. "Whaaaoo! Katra is cool!" Naruto exclaimed, opening his eyes and releasing the sign.

"Chakra!" Sakura corrected.

"Yeah, Chatra!" Naruto repeated again, wrongly.

Both Sasuke and Sakura sighed. Some things never changed. Fortunately, it seemed that Naruto's body had a better memory than his mind did at the moment, and was able to keep up with techniques involving strength, stamina, and chakra molding. Things were looking promising. They just needed to give the blond the basics he needed to bring back him to a level where he could actually use his skills.

However, as basic as the sequences of hand signs were, teaching an amnesic turned out to be more challenging than they'd imagined, putting to light just how much effort Naruto had put into getting to the level of skill he had before his injury. Naruto was no genius, but he was a hard worker. So for a while, Sakura, more used to teaching as she occasionally taught nin-medic students, supervised Naruto's movements, showing him how to do each sign and explaining which jutsu they were for. If Sakura was being honest, she was quite enjoying this session, taking every opportunity she could to engage in some sort of contact with the blond, her hands lingering a little longer on his when she finished correcting the position of his fingers, or fixing things he would've figured out on his own anyway. It wasn't much, but it made her feel closer to him. Naruto's attention was always on her, and he smiled clumsily whenever he got a sequence wrong, thanking her when she helped him. She would've loved to've kept on going, but Naruto's stomach pointed out that it was already lunch time.

Naruto mentally cursed his body for interrupting such a pleasant moment. He'd been enjoying Sakura's tutoring. She was so gentle with him, so patient. He loved her touch, her fingers on his skin, her warm palms against his hands when she was holding them in hers, telling him to keep up the sign until the end of the jutsu. He loved her voice, her gaze on him–even her frown when he purposely made the same mistake twice just to be corrected again. Sakura was beautiful. The more he looked at her, the more he was entranced by her. She was so smart, so strong, and so gentle at the same time. All he wanted was to run his fingers through her silky pink hair, to caress her soft skin. And when she smiled–holy gods in heaven! He knew they must've lost an angel on earth. It was true that she was sometimes frightening, but somehow, he knew that all her admonitions were for his own good. Sakura was just so... so... so loveable! So why was it that Sasuke always seemed to be angry with her?

Naruto was so lost in his thoughts walking away from the training grounds that he didn't notice a brunette running towards him.

"Naruto-sama!" the girl cheerfully called to him, waving her hand and smiling elatedly. She'd been passing the training grounds when she'd spotted her blond hero. It'd been so long since she'd seen him, considering hospital visits had been restricted. She was so happy that she didn't notice the two other people accompanying him, her eyes on him only.

Naruto glanced curiously at the newcomer. He'd never seen her face before, and it was still disturbing to be known by someone seemingly well when he had no recollection of them. She looked friendly and so happy to see him, but Kakashi had told him not to tell to people that he was an amnesic, and to always stay with Sasuke and Sakura. How should he react? Was he supposed to pretend like he knew her?

"Hello!" he greeted simply, not sure about what to do next, how his previous self would've acted.

"Naruto-Sama, are you well? I heard that you were in the hospital and I was so worried about you!" the girl told him, batting her eyelashes suggestively while she blatantly advertised her generous cleavage right under his nose.

Naruto's eyes instinctively lowered to the nice view. She had such nice, round breasts. It wasn't completely his fault that his gaze got lost there, seeing as the girl was purposely bending forward to make herself more visible.

"I'm better now…" the blond answered, blushing slightly and rubbing the back of his neck, troubled by her obvious flirting.

"I'm so glad, Naruto-Sama! If you need me, I would be more than happy be your nurse," she proposed, her voice turning more sultry.

Is she actuallycoming onto me? She's nothing compared to Sakura's beauty, but man! She's throwing herself at me! Is it ok for me to respond to any of this? Naruto thought.

As the girl extended her arm to touch the blond's chest, a firm hand grabbed her wrist, stopping her from moving any closer. "Keep your hands off of him," Sasuke growled menacingly. This girl had been a continued nuisance for a while now, coming by their house again and again no matter what they told her. She was such a gold digger, only wanting Naruto for his title of future Hokage. He found her disgusting.

Naruto stared at his best friend, confused by his protective stance in front of him. The blond hadn't even seen his friend move, he was so fast. The jinchuuriki opened his mouth to say that he really didn't mind this girl talking to him when Sakura intervened too.

"Stop stalking Naruto! He already told you the last time that he wasn't interested; which part of that didn't you understand?" she said firmly, stepping forward to be at the blond's side.

"Did I?" Naruto questioned, dumbfounded, the words coming out of his mouth without him realizing it. Why would I say that to a very inviting girl when I was single? A chill ran down his spine as the pinkette turned her glare onto him. In that moment, he knew he'd said something terribly stupid, so he bit his tongue.

"Sakura-san!" the girl uttered the name of the powerful kunoichi with fear in her tone. This wasn't their first confrontation. She had unfortunately already met the famous head medic one morning at Naruto's house, receiving a stern warning from the woman to not come anywhere near him anymore. She'd been scared that day, but the way the green-eyed glower pierced her with such intensity was somehow even more threatening now. The near unbelievable rumors of the woman's ability to crack the earth open with just a finger made her legs shake uncontrollably. "I'm sorry! I won't bother him again! I just… I… You know… wanted to help him…" the girl stuttered, taking a step back. "Well… haha… So… get well soon, Naruto-sama! See you!" she called before sprinting off in the other direction.

"You can be quite handy Sakura," Sasuke commented, pleased with her ability to get results. He would have like the pinkette more when they were kids if she'd been as fearsome as she was now; it would've come in handy with chasing away all those annoying fangirls.

Sakura lifted her nose up proudly and pulled along her amnesiac boyfriend as she walked, "Let's get Naruto fed before we go to the hospital. We've wasted enough time with unnecessary nuisances today."

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Author Note:

INSULT BRING NOTHING GOOD!

It does not define who I am but it give an idea of how you behave.

You will not have my hatred. I am a true believer in kindness, and I prefer to think that your anger is more based on misunderstanding than a really rotten core.

I accept your thoughts, if you give me any constructive comment, I will try my best to improve. But I will be blind and deaf to empty words as I refuse to be hurt just to satisfy any sadistic purpose.