Itachi remained standing in the middle of the room long after Sakura had left. He was struggling to organize his thoughts, which infuriated him. Control over everything in his life was the only thing that had kept him sane through the last six months. He couldn't control her, and that exasperated him. She was insubordinate, rude, and sometimes just impossible to deal with. And yet, he found himself putting his ability to fight on the line in order to help her.
He didn't know why.
He took a deep breath and took a look at his chakra supply, and he frowned when he realized just how much he'd given to Sakura. She'd soaked up the energy like a sponge, and it shocked him just how eagerly their bodies had responded to the transfer. He had no idea that individual chakra exchange was anything like that. His body was still thrumming with what he could only describe as lightning.
It wasn't a sexual feeling of euphoria exactly, but it left him with the unsettling sense that he would start to crave it. Frustrated, he splashed cold water on his face and tried to meditate. But the now-familiar feeling of being watched was constant, and he couldn't relax. Concentrating, he allowed the sharingan to flood over his eyes, and waited.
The whispers started immediately.
He took a deep breath and tried to isolate what they were saying, hoping for some kind of clarity. Slowly, he was able to isolate a series of words, repeated over and over again.
You've always been a murderer, a coward, and a traitor. Father always knew that you were weak.
Despite never hearing much of Sasuke's voice as an adult, Itachi would have recognized it anywhere. The whispers could only belong to him; after all, they had come with the sharingan transplant. But Haruno couldn't find anything wrong with my eyes; Sakura wouldn't miss something like this if there was a physical source.
The guilt over Sasuke's death wouldn't be enough to drive him crazy would it? He didn't have an answer for that question, and it kept him from sleeping. He tossed and turned in the too-soft inn bed and finally gave up. Settling into the window nook, he watched the moon as it reached its peak and the sky slowly turned into the brilliant colours of dawn.
Sakura was already awake when Neji returned to the room holding breakfast. She had curled up on the windowsill and was busy writing a long explanatory report to Tsunade. "Hey, thanks for getting food, I didn't realise I was hungry."
"Your colour is a lot better; the chakra transfer must have worked."
Sakura suddenly felt a jolt of something that felt suspiciously like shame. She decided that nonchalance was the best course of action. "Yeah, it did. I don't think I'll need another transfusion, I feel great."
He nodded thoughtfully, chewing on a piece of bread. "Glad to hear it, I was getting concerned when Uchiha told me that you nearly passed out after Naruto's kidneys gave you some trouble."
She shook her head, accepting the apple that he handed her. "You were right to worry; neither of us was in good shape. How is he holding up?"
She avoided using Itachi's name on purpose, and breathed a tiny sigh of relief as Neji didn't appear to notice.
Neji shrugged, adjusting his headband. "Totally fine, his pathways looked normal. I wouldn't worry about him. Just so you know, I sent a bird ahead to the Kazekage; I thought it might be better if Gaara knew what we were bringing his way."
"Good idea, he'd be pissed if we just showed up and didn't explain. Naruto's okay for now, but I'm worried that a quiet night means that something even worse is coming."
Neji sat down in the window nook beside her and directed his gaze at Naruto's sleeping form. "You can't know that. All that we can do to help is to get him somewhere where he'll be safe, and then we can focus on the mission."
Sakura nodded, watching as Naruto's chest rise and fall as he slept. "You're right. I just wish I knew what that blade was made of, and then I would know what to tell Gaara about how to treat him. "
Neji put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She nodded gratefully at him, knowing that this was his way of letting her know that he was sorry about the situation. "Thanks."
She stood up and stretched, then rolled up her completed data scroll. "I'm going to talk to Uchiha about this message; he's probably going to want to approve it before I send it to Tsunade-sama."
"Are you going to send a bird?"
Sakura shook her head. "No, that's too slow. I'm going to send a slug."
Neji chuckled, cracking a rare grin. "Oh, the irony of the speedy slugs."
She nodded, smirking. "I know, I felt that way about them when Tsunade-sama first showed me how to use them, it's weird that they're the most efficient messengers."
"Go on, I can handle keeping an eye on Naruto."
Itachi's dark eyes popped open as he heard a gentle knock at the door. He darted across the room and looked through the peephole. He saw a flash of pink hair and forced himself to take a deep calming breath and wipe all expression from his face before he opened the door. "Haruno, did something happen with Uzumaki?"
He didn't bother with niceties, he was itching with curiosity as to why she'd come to talk to him. He secretly hoped that she was going to put up another fight against the chakra transfer; he was starting to wonder if it was wise for them to continue.
She shook her head, and he was relieved to see that she didn't appear to be feeling any awkwardness about the night before. "No, he's okay. I wrote a message for the Hokage and I wanted to go over it with you before I sent it off."
He nodded and opened the door all the way. He gestured for her to come inside and then closed the door behind her. "Go ahead."
"Basically I summarized what happened with the mist assassin and then what happened when the second group found us, the important things that have happened so far."
"That's it? I don't really know why you felt that I needed to approve that message. It's the same thing that I told her." He fought the urge to roll his eyes at her. "You wasted your time writing all of that."
She crossed her arms and glared at him. "I wasn't finished."
Feeling slightly chastised, he pressed his lips together and waved a hand for her to continue. "Proceed then, what else did you add?"
She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I also put in a little note about your eyes."
Itachi's blood ran cold and he glared at her. "There's nothing to tell, you're wasting your time."
She matched his glare with one of her own, refusing to back down. "It's serious if your transplant is giving you issues. That's something that she needs to know."
"It isn't giving me issues, you're being dramatic." He could feel a small seed of anxiety growing in his stomach, the worst case scenario would be for the Hokage to lock him up and perform a bunch of tests on him. He decided that he wouldn't allow it.
Sakura bristled and drew herself up to her full height. "Like hell I'm being dramatic, if the stone-cold Uchiha is asking me to check his eyes, he's in some sort of trouble. It's my job to tell her these things, as you full well know."
He switched tactics and tried reason instead. "Leave my eyes out of it; she doesn't need to know about something so insignificant."
She ignored him and pressed on. "I couldn't find anything wrong with them, but it doesn't mean that there isn't something strange going on. I don't know as much about the sharingan as she does."
"She doesn't know as much as I do, believe me." He felt his tone become steely and he almost regretted his reaction when he saw the look on her face. "I don't think that there's anything to worry about."
She didn't reply, just looked at him for a moment. The silence almost became unbearable and then she uncrossed her arms, finally speaking after what felt like an eternity of silence. "Is it so hard for you to believe that I'm doing this because I'm concerned?"
For the first time since they'd met, Itachi was speechless. She'd spoken so simply, so matter-of-factly that he couldn't think of a response. He decided that it was safer not to say anything at all, so he just nodded.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and then took a deep breath before continuing. "I haven't mentioned anything about the chakra transfer, because I didn't feel like getting a lecture about letting my chakra run low."
"That's a rational idea. Don't mention anything until you need to." He was relieved that she'd changed the subject.
"There's one more thing that I need to talk to you about. Naruto mentioned something yesterday right before we put him under that I think you should know about."
He didn't say anything, just waited.
"Naruto said that Shisui Uchiha is dead."
He was not expecting her to say what she did, and he felt his heart drop into his stomach. "He must have been wrong."
"No. He wasn't wrong; he would only know that if the Hokage told him something before we left!"
"Okay, let's say that you're right and someone murdered my cousin. Fugaku isn't that stupid, it would be too public."
She looked down at her feet and let her arms fall to her sides. "He isn't stupid, but he is desperate. Itachi, if there's anything you haven't told me, now would be the time."
He was silent for a moment, and then he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "You might want to sit down."
She hesitated for a split second, but then slowly lowered herself into the chair in the corner of the room. Sakura didn't have anything to say, so she simply waited for him to continue. Itachi took a deep breath and started to pace.
"The day after the transplant, the Hokage came to visit me. She expressed some concerns about what might happen to me if my father started digging for information. So we came up with a plan to make sure that we were right about my father's plans for Sasuke."
He sat down on the bedspread and laced his fingers together; he didn't look at her as he continued. "So we took a pair of black eyes from a body in the morgue and buried Sasuke with them."
She could feel her heartbeat accelerating and she could feel the pinprick of tears behind her eyes. "Go on." She whispered, willing herself to calm down and wait to panic until she'd heard the rest.
He finally met her eyes, and he looked so tired for a moment that she felt her heart twinge. "His grave was destroyed barely a month later. The eyes were gone, and Sasuke's body wasn't even reburied."
Sakura felt a tear slip down her cheek, and she took a moment to think before she responded. "So your father went after Shisui as soon as he knew that he'd been cheated out of the sharingan."
"I thought something was odd, I wrote to Shisui to get some more information about the sharingan transfusion. He never responded to my letter, which should have tipped me off."
She nodded, wiping her face impatiently. "But Fugaku acted faster than anyone would have expected. If he's got his hands on another sharingan then his eyes aren't his first concern anymore."
"He's going to come after anyone who knows what he's done. That list includes you and Uzumaki." He smirked, shaking his head slightly. "You put these things together faster than most of Konoha's administration, it's a shame you never had more ambition."
She glared at him. "I'm the protégé of the only surviving sannin, who also happens to be your boss. You don't need ambition if you have the respect of the people who matter."
Surprised with the speed of her response, he cracked a rare grin. "Touché."
"So, Tsunade-sama got Sasuke's eyes and the surgeon who originally operated on Sasuke out of the village at the same time. Who is Raiton, really?"
"An Uchiha operative, which is something you aren't supposed to know."
"I'm not supposed to know a lot of things, and yet here we are. Does he really work with the Akatsuki?"
"Yeah, he and my family have worked together for a long time at this point. Fugaku's been trying to gather allies outside of Konoha ever since they caught wind of his plans for rebellion."
"So what's the plan with Raiton? Are you supposed to capture him, or do you have separate orders to kill him when he resists?"
He just looked blankly at her, unsettled by the feeling that he couldn't feign ignorance. She was too clever, which annoyed him. "You can hardly expect me to admit to anything, given that my clearance is a lot higher than yours."
"Well I think Naruto knew more than you did, which makes me wonder if Tsunade-sama had him on another mission entirely."
"I wouldn't be surprised. I think we have a right to know what's going on at this point; it's getting too dangerous to keep us in the dark. I was under the impression that as captain I was supposed to know everything. "
"Concern, Uchiha? You never cease to amaze." Sakura remarked drily, opening her data scroll and editing out the part about Itachi's sharingan issues. "There's no point in hiding things from each other at this point, Neji should be let in as well."
"I'm not telling him everything, it's breaking every single secrecy protocol that you know as much as you do."
"I'm not telling you to disclose your hopes and dreams, Itachi. Just tell him what he needs to know so that he isn't blindsided if shit goes sideways."
"You mean, when it goes sideways? I thought this mission was going amazingly well so far." He remarked drily, turning away from Sakura to hide his smirk.
"Very funny. I'm going to switch with Neji so that you can fill him in. And then you are going to let me check your eyes before we head out." She pointed a stern finger at him. "We are not leaving until I do."
"Just send Hyuuga in, would you?"
Easing the door to the adjacent room open, Sakura waved at Neji to join her in the hallway. He glanced quickly at Naruto's sleeping form and then joined her. "Hey, Uchiha wants to talk to you. We've decided that it would be better to tell you everything about this mission."
"I was wondering when you were going to stop sneaking around and tell me." His tone was amused, and she chucked at his wry expression.
"Sorry, orders came from the top. But there is one thing I want to tell you myself before you talk to Uchiha."
"Secrets within secrets, why am I not surprised to hear that? Go ahead, before Uchiha wonders what's taking us so long."
She sighed, but plowed forward. "Sasuke didn't die on a solo mission, he died in Konoha. We know who killed him, and we know why they did it."
Neji just raised his eyebrows. "Okay, let's hear it."
"Sasuke was sent to kill Itachi by their father. Itachi had lost most of his vision because of the sharingan, and well, he defended himself." She trailed off and ran a hand through her hair.
Taking a deep breath, she continued. "So Itachi received Sasuke's sharingan from the Hokage, restoring his vision. He doesn't like to talk about it, but you need to know the background so that what he's about to tell you will make sense."
Neji nodded and placed a hand on her shoulder as he made his way towards the room where Itachi was waiting. "Thanks for telling me, I'll keep it to myself."
She smiled gratefully at him and settled herself into the chair beside Naruto. Signing quickly, she made a tiny cut in her finger and drew a summoning jutsu circle on the table beside the bed. There was a small puff of smoke and a plump slug appeared. It blinked in the light for a moment, then turned to Sakura and gave a small squeal of delight.
"Sakura-san! I was hoping that you would summon me!"
Sakura smiled widely, leaning a little closer so that her face was eye-level with the little slug. "Hi Ringo, how are you? You grew since the last time I saw you."
The little slug puffed up and drew herself up to her full height. "I did, Tsunade-sama says that I might be one of the biggest slugs she's ever seen someday."
"I'm sure you will be. I was wondering if you could deliver a very important message to her."
"Yeah sure! Do you want me to tell her anything when I give her the scroll?"
"Yes please, can you tell her that the crow is still flying straight towards the storm, but visibility is poor?"
"Okay! Talk to you later, Sakura-san!"
There was a small puff of smoke and the slug disappeared. She felt relieved that she had sent off the message, but a small amount of guilt was now gnawing at her. She hadn't broken her promise to Itachi, but she had hinted that there was something not quite right with the team captain. Her duty was to the Hokage after all, he would have to respect that if he ever found out.
Suddenly she was assaulted by thoughts of the night before, the rush of chakra and the reactions of their bodies. The way that she had clung to his forearms and relaxed into his hands freaked her out; she wasn't okay with the way that her body had absorbed his chakra so readily. She had hoped that her system would have at least put up a fight and been in line with her mental state of denial.
Sakura sighed and put a hand on Naruto's forehead to check his temperature. He seemed to be fine, and she breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn't had any incidents during the night.
"I'm sorry that I was so hard on you, I wish I had listened more to what you had to say." She murmured, letting her head fall onto the bedspread beside his ear. "Tsunade-sama obviously told you some things that she didn't want the rest of us to know, which means that I should have trusted you as much as she did."
She adjusted his headband and sighed again, feeling melancholy. "I didn't tell you how much Sasuke's death affected me because I didn't want you to feel like I couldn't be there for you. I know how hard you took it, and I couldn't show you how much I missed Sasuke. I can't believe that I miss how much of a jerk he was to me, because the memories I have are from when we were all together. Do you think that we could have kept our team together if we tried a little harder? Is it wrong to think that maybe Itachi saved Sasuke... from becoming the monster that his father wanted him to be?"
She was about to continue when she heard a small cough from the doorway. Itachi didn't look at her as he spoke. "We're leaving in ten minutes, can he travel?"
"Oh. Yeah, we can. I've sent the message off to the Hokage so we're good to leave." She was a little bit embarrassed to have been caught talking to Naruto, but Itachi showed no sign of having heard what she was saying.
"Good. If you're going to check my eyes, you can do it now."
She nodded and placed her hands on his temples. Itachi closed his eyes and vowed never to tell her that he'd heard every word.
Sakura was tired, every muscle in her body was aching and she could feel her joints protesting as they darted through the trees. It had been a quiet day, there hadn't been any fights and Naruto had remained fairly stable. She'd been forced to feed more chakra into his veins every time that they had stopped to rest but he hadn't suffered any more organ failures.
She was concerned about the blade that he'd been stabbed with and she hoped that the detailed description she'd included in her message to the Hokage could help Tsunade find out what it was. She sighed with relief when Itachi signaled that they could stop for the night.
Sakura was washing her face in a small brook when she heard a sound that was oddly reminiscent of choking. She glanced over to where her teammates were setting up camp and her blood ran cold.
Naruto was gasping like a fish out of water, his face straining with agony. Sakura shot up and rushed to his side. "Neji, hold his head steady!"
He darted over and propped Naruto up on his knees, as Sakura dug frantically in her medical kit. Finding the syringe she was looking for, she whipped off the cap and plunged it into Naruto's thigh.
"He's having a heart attack; I'm trying to reset his system. Keep him steady, I need to get his heart back into a steady rhythm!"
The adrenaline shot sped through his bloodstream and his body began to tremble violently. "I don't know if he's in limbo right now, you may have to restrain his arms. His subconscious might think he's being attacked." She was surprised at how steady her voice was, considering her teammate was on the verge of death again. I've been here before with Sasuke, that's why.
"Got it."
Naruto remained passive, sweat breaking out over his body as the adrenaline ran its course. He relaxed suddenly and his whole body became limp.
Bending over so her ear was firmly pressed against his chest, she strained to hear a pulse. It was weak, too weak to get any blood to his brain. She was running out of time before there was irreparable harm caused by a lack of oxygen and chakra. "Dammit!"
Gathering her hands together and harnessing her own dwindling chakra supply, she ripped his jacket open and placed her hands over his heart. She forced it into his body, as quickly as possible and then withdrew just as suddenly. His torso jerked with the force of the shock.
"Neji, is his chakra moving at all?!" She repeated the action, and chakra burns began to form on her hands and his pectorals. Ignoring the sting, she shocked him again.
Neji nodded, his arms still holding Naruto's neck stable as Sakura shocked him once more. "It's moving, I think you've restored his pathways."
"Good, we're not out of the danger yet. Hold his head steady!" She snapped as she began chest compressions. It wasn't doing anything but she couldn't give up, that's when she suddenly had an idea.
She struck his diaphragm with the heel of her hand, and Naruto arched upwards as air was sucked into his lungs from the force of the blow. He collapsed back down, chest rising and falling with frantic breaths. She quickly checked for a pulse. It was fluttering, but strong. She sagged with relief.
"I need to get him to a hospital as quickly as possible. My supplies can't hold out much longer, how far away is Suna from here?"
Neji thought for a moment, brow furrowed. "At our pace, it'll take half a day at least if we don't run into any trouble. With the increase in complications, we should try and calculate the next attack."
Sakura shook her head miserably. "There's no point, his body is trying to shut down. I already know that there's no easily measurable time frame to estimate his deterioration. His chakra flares dramatically, that's our only warning."
"That's better than nothing. How are you feeling?" Neji gently set Naruto's head down on his pack.
"Weak. But it's manageable. I can handle another minor attack, but anything long term is out of the cards for now." She settled back onto her knees, wiping the sweat from her brow.
Glancing up, Neji nodded. "Uchiha, Sakura needs another infusion. Naruto went into cardiac shock a moment ago."
Having been far too distracted, Sakura hadn't even noticed that Itachi had returned from gathering firewood. "I'm okay, he's fine now." She protested weakly, waving off Neji's concern.
"You have minimal movement in your system; you're going to collapse any moment." Neji handed her a water bottle. "I will see to Naruto."
"Haruno, he's right." Itachi sat on a stump, fingers laced.
She shook her head. "I've taken enough already. I still have to stabilize his heart."
Shakily, she pushed herself closer to Naruto and dredged up another measure of chakra. Breathing hard, she fed it into his major arteries, placing small pockets of pressure-controlled energy though his bloodstream. If they started to contract again the chakra would disperse and give the muscles the strength they needed to dilate and stop the cardiac arrest.
Putting out a hand to steady herself as she withdrew, she was hit by a wave of vertigo. The clearing was spinning and she couldn't focus her eyes properly. Her heart skipped a beat, and the strength melted out of her limbs.
"I think I might actually need some of that chakra now. If you're still offering, that is." Smiling weakly, she tried to push herself to her feet.
Itachi crossed the clearing in three purposeful strides and knelt down beside her. Gathering her in his arms, he lifted her with little effort and moved to the perimeter of the camp. She had no energy to protest.
Blearily, she could make out Neji moving to Naruto's side from the fire. She couldn't make out the veins of his Byakugan but she knew he was monitoring chakra paths. "Go ahead, I will let you know if anything changes." He called softly, eyes intent on the immobile shinobi.
Once out of the clearing, Itachi set her gently on her feet. He untied his headband, and let it drop at his feet. Brushing his hair away from his forehead, he glanced at her. "Neji's got him, relax."
Swaying slightly on her feet, she nodded. "I think I'm going to pass out." She let out a tiny, weak laugh. "I thought I could handle it."
"You should have stopped sooner; you've pushed yourself too far." He was half a step away, tensed to catch her if she fell.
"I was busy…are we going…to get this over with…or what?" She was having trouble staying conscious, and black spots swam in front of her eyes as she struggled to form words.
"Dammit!" He growled. He pressed his forehead to hers without another second of hesitation.
Eyes closed, Sakura concentrated what little energy she had left into her pressure point. She immediately felt the slight pushing against her chakra channels and she let go of her control. Once again surrendering herself to the flow of energy, the feeling of chakra flooding into her veins was intoxicating. She soaked it up greedily, feeling her body slowly responding. It was pouring into her so quickly that although she could breathe normally again, her head was spinning. She lost her balance slightly and took a hurried step backwards to avoid falling over.
Itachi let out a sudden grunt of pain, and yanked her back towards him.
"Don't pull away like that." He was speaking through gritted teeth. "It's hard enough keeping you from draining me."
"Sorry!" She whispered, trying to stay as still as possible as his shoulder poked uncomfortably into her chin. His arm was still wrapped around her shoulders, his grip like iron. They stood like that for a few moments, and she sighed in relief as she regained her strength.
Sakura could feel him trembling slightly, and realizing just how much chakra he'd already expended, she forcibly yanked her pressure point closed.
He drew back suddenly, forehead burning in pain and eyes blazing.
"What are you doing?" He demanded, his volume no higher than a whisper but lacking no ferocity.
"That's enough." She replied wearily, too worn out to argue properly. She felt a flicker of irritation as he clenched his jaw and tightened his arm around her shoulders. "Seriously, let go."
"You were completely drained not even five minutes ago, don't be stupid." He growled, not budging. "Forget about your pride, it's not just your life on the line here. You used up so much healing Uzumaki that if you were anyone else you would be dead right now."
"You're in no position to talk." She snapped back, shrugging his arm off. "How much did you use during the transfer yesterday? You've got to be running on fumes."
His eyes narrowed, and she could see his jaw clenching as he fought to keep his temper in check.
"I got what I needed, thanks." She turned away, frustrated at his attitude. She really did feel better, but she still couldn't ignore the bone deep exhaustion in her body.
"Sakura, wait." He was in front of her in a flash. "Yeah, I'm running lower than usual but I can take it."
She sighed in frustration. "There's a difference between supplementing me and killing yourself. You're blurring the line, Itachi."
He crossed his arms, stubborn as ever. "Just take it, I'm offering."
She shook her head. "No, we're done here."
He took a step towards her. "This is so tiresome; you're acting like a child."
She ignored that comment, and took a step backwards. "I'll take first watch, thanks again."
Spinning on her heel, she turned and smacked into his chest. "Ooof! Dammit, you have got to stop doing that!" She growled. "I don't want any more of your help!"
He took a menacing step towards her, and she backed up to avoid him, bumping into a tree. "This isn't still about your grudge against me, is it?" His voice was quiet, and she suddenly felt a flash of shame.
"No. It's not." She insisted, not really sure if she was telling the truth.
"Really. So if I were anyone else, would you still be so against my help?" He asked quietly, taking another step towards her. She didn't budge, she could dash to the side to avoid him but she had a feeling he was itching for an argument.
"I don't know! I just really don't like owing anyone anything, and I don't have to explain myself to you-"
She cut off suddenly as his arms came up on either side of her head.
"I am not my brother. You should know that by now." He said softly, his breath ghosting over her lips. She avoided his gaze, unnerved by his direct gaze. She couldn't help seeing Sasuke's cold, familiar stare in his expression.
"I know." She whispered, her heart beating madly from his proximity.
"Do you blame me for his death?" Itachi asked, a curious expression on his face, and she felt her stomach drop.
Slowly, she shook her head. "No, I don't. I think I blame myself more than anything."
Brow furrowed, he stared at her. "What makes you think you could have stopped him?"
"It's not that, when he got wheeled in I should have tried harder to save him." She whispered, refusing to look him in the eye. "There were other things I could have tried."
"Sakura, look at me." His fingers were suddenly under her chin, and she finally raised her eyes to meet his.
"I don't care if you could have done more, you tried to help him. I don't know of many people who'd be willing to help him at all." He said wryly, a faint smirk on his face.
"I can't believe you'd say that about your own brother!" She huffed disapprovingly. "Yeah, he was a jerk but he was still a friend."
"So you forgive me, then?" He asked solemnly, all traces of laughter gone.
"I didn't try to kill you the night Sasuke died, that should make it pretty clear."
He let out a sigh, and she realised he'd been holding his breath waiting for her answer. "So you're a major pain in my ass, because…?"
"I'm just difficult." She mused, shrugging. "And you reminded me of Sasuke, so I just didn't trust you."
He chuckled softly, and she couldn't help the slight smile that crept across her lips. "I didn't like you either, just for the record."
"Okay, fair enough."
"Get some rest, you're going to need it to travel to Suna tomorrow."
