Sorry guys, really, I'm extremely busy lately with school! I'm studying for my exams and it's hectic as heck… No really, I'm supposed to be doing my art exam right now (at least part of it…) but I need to take a little break from this all so far. So, I'm going to start updating this story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
P.s. For you that did not read the manga up until now, you might be a little confused… Pain has five bodies. So if there's five Pain, don't get confused lol.
A swift movement caught his red eyes, soon followed by a loud shriek of a blade hitting the floor, but the boy's face didn't even so much as flicker with surprise as he dodged the fast attack, black tomoes spinning rapidly as he formed fast hand seals. He brought his hand to his lips, red and black swirling faster as he performed his almost-too-basic fireball technique.
The long raven haired man he is fighting easily dodges the attacks, growing a little curious and weary because he knew that Sasuke would never use such a useless technique against a powerful enemy like him, except if he was creating a distraction. But Madara couldn't detect any sign of distraction, or trap, which made him grow wearier by the second.
Throwing a punch in the younger Uchiha's way, his eyes widen when he detected Sasuke's slight smirk. His shoe dug in the ground, and the startled angry man gave a quick and powerful push, his eyes widening as the blade came a breath away from cutting his throat.
Sasuke had actually meant to use his fireball technique purposely, and it wasn't even a trap or a distraction! It was just an unexpected technique that left Madara thinking he was doing a distraction, when he really wasn't.
But even as Madara jumped back from the dangerous action, it seemed Sasuke didn't have trouble catching up to him, for he was already behind the said man, thrusting his blade towards the man's back. But Sasuke was taken aback as a smirk grazed the older Uchiha's lips, which put him in a state of puzzlement before he was rudely tackled to the ground, the Akatsuki member's blade aiming for his side for a deadly wound. But Sasuke managed to catch the orange haired man's wrist, flinging him away from his body with a harsh movement.
"Keep your opponent on your side, dobe! I'm busy here!" Sasuke irritably spat, his eyes widening as he saw Madara launch towards him. He stepped away quickly, avoiding another attack from the same orange haired man before being violently punched in the back. He grunted silently, a wince making its way to his lips as he stumbled away, running hastily towards the blonde.
Naruto was surprised to see him arrive, but his best friend only grunted in return. "Can't keep them on your side, then we'll fight them all together." The raven haired man muttered under his breath, stretching his neck lightly before grabbing his katana from his back. Naruto laughed at his side, a warmth of long gone friendship resurfacing again as his lifetime rival smirked in return.
Blocking one of the five orange haired Akatsuki members, Naruto grinned, throwing a powerful kick in his opponent's stomach. Seeing one of Pain's bodies launching to attack Sasuke, Naruto growled thickly, tackling the man down to the ground, which earned him a surprised stare from Sasuke. Things were happening so fast Sasuke barely had time to notice the jutsu thrown their way, but at the last possible second, he grabbed his best friend's arm and roughly threw him out of the way, a pained gasp escaping his lips as the jutsu hit him full on. His body was twisted upwards in the air, spinning rapidly before landing carelessly on the broken and rocky ground.
"SASUKE!"
His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked dazedly for a few seconds, groaning as he tasted a metallic substance filling his mouth disgustingly. He spat out the crimson substance, wiping his mouth with his white sleeve, eyes widening in shock as he sensed an opponent ready to strike at him—and fast. He rolled out of the way, taking in hand his katana that had luckily fallen right beside him, and he thrust the blade towards his opponent, which turned out to be Madara.
He tried to stumble back on his feet, but the blast of the jutsu had damaged him to the point he was still quite dazed and half unconscious. He was also aware of the fact that because he was that way, Sasuke wasn't quite as good at blocking punches and kicks, and avoiding deadly attacks.
He knew that if he didn't wake up correctly soon, this could be the death of him.
…and Sakura wouldn't be able to save him this time.
It took her a while before she was able to stand up correctly again, and it took her even longer before she could walk without a problem. Sakura was really starting to wonder what was going on when she walked over to the window, seeing that the area was completely deserted and still untouched. She knew for a fact that this should have been destroyed already, but there was something off about this all. She frowned in puzzlement, a light sound of surprise escaping her lips as she suddenly became aware of the faint dark chakra in the air. In a movement that would have been considered stupid by anyone, Sakura reached out, stroking the air invisibly, a slight smile appearing as she recognized the chakra.
"Sasuke…" She murmured, glancing around suspiciously for any sign of weird misplacement in the room. "…What have you done to protect this place..?" She whispered, walking over to the door of the bedroom. She smiled a little as she noted that the doorknob was unmovable, almost like it was locked, but more like opening wasn't even an option. She proceeded to walk over to the window again, a bitter laugh escaping her lips as she pressed down at the glass with a chakra concentrated finger. The window was unbreakable.
She ran a hand through her silky tresses, sighing irritably as she crossed her hands over her chest. "I'm locked in, there's no doubt about that." She muttered, huffing a lock away from her face. "Smart, Sasuke. I can't freaking get out. Real, freaking smart." the rosette barked impatiently, smacking her forehead in the process.
A sudden realisation came to her.
"Wait…" Emerald widened. "…does that mean he's protecting me?" She breathed, pulling a hand over her mouth in shock.
She couldn't bring herself to believe it.
She wanted to, but she just couldn't.
"But he's… a traitor…"
'No… it's just the dream getting to you!'
She shook her head slowly in confusion, her legs buckling under her as she buried her head in her hands, a confused throttle escaping her lips as she breathed his name. She could feel herself growing distant inside—distant from Sasuke. She didn't know what to think of that dream, and she didn't know what she should possibly do.
Something in the back of her mind tingled uncomfortably, bringing to her a feeling of pain and of puzzlement. She could feel her heart start to ache, aching so much that she couldn't bear to breathe after a while. She squeezed her heart, murmuring soft sounds of negation over, and over again because she knew what that feeling was all about. It happened so many times before.
…One of her precious people was in danger.
…on the verge of death…
His back hit the rock with such intensity that the boulder literally crumbled in pieces from the impact, which made the beat up male stumble backwards on the floor, an almost breathless although bloody gasp going past his lips. His eyes were still swirling red as he looked up at the sickening Uchiha hovering above him, but Sasuke knew he couldn't manage to hold it much longer. The sharingan took too much chakra, and he barely had any left.
"Foolish." Madara muttered under his breath, kicking the side of Sasuke's head lightly, a huff of disapproval going past his lips as he noticed the blood covering his raven hair, slowly dripping on the ground. "You are pathetic, Sasuke."
The man gave a thick growl in reply, kicking Madara's injured leg violently, which made him howl in pain. He stumbled back a bit, a snarl grazing his lips as he charged forward again, sword aimed directly at Sasuke's chest. Sasuke barely managed to blink in return, and he let out a breathy sigh, almost like he knew this could be the end of him. But another member of the rookie nine tackled Madara, and someone else had taken that opportunity to grab Sasuke and pull him up, leading him to a more secure area.
The boy had passed out for a split second, only awakening at the sight of a beat up Kiba, an exhausted Lee, a panting TenTen, an impassive Neji and a worried Ino. He wasn't sure who had saved him, but he didn't particularly care at the moment. He went to sit up, but one of them pushed him back down, which he, once again, didn't know who.
"You'll be safe here. Don't move too much, or you'll lose too much blood!" The blonde hushed a bit harshly, shaking her head as Sasuke sat up anyway. "Is there a medic anywhere close?" Sasuke asked in a raspy tone, spitting out another gush of blood. He wiped his mouth again, closing his eyes as he felt a coughing fit coming up.
"I am, but I can't heal you." Sasuke heard a female say, her voice a little sad. "I'm almost out of chakra, and I need it to protect myself."
But Sasuke only sprang up, pushing everyone out of the way, making the others call out in anger and confusion, only for them to flinch in utter shock as they took in the shocking scene.
Sasuke was holding Madara's fist tightly, his other hand gripping the sadistic Uchiha's free wrist, and he was sneering so intensely that they couldn't help but to gasp. Neji joined in immediately, being the quickest one to think, and he ran in, fist thrust forward, a smirk twisting on his face as Madara tried to move away, only to be surprised as wires suddenly trapped him, along with Sasuke's grip tightening, making him unable to move.
Neji's fist hit Madara's chest full on, the first deadly blow being delivered to the supposed leader of the Akatsuki, whom stumbled backwards, coughing up blood at a large amount. Even the rookie nine though it would be their last blow, but when they saw the man being roughly punched in the neck and violently kicked to the legs, their eyes widen in shock. One of the attacker's punches was blocked, and he was thrown towards them, landing on the floor a few feet away from Sasuke.
"Teme's okay!" Naruto laughed, coughing lightly, a crooked grin making its way to his lips as Sasuke shook his head at the boy's attitude, an action everybody else did as well.
But everyone's amused smile disappeared when Madara stood up again, charging unbelievably fast, with his sword aimed at either one of them who would act first. Sasuke, being the one to notice first, had already charged forward, wanting to try to stop the blow even though he knew the only way was…
…taking the blow itself.
Chirps of a thousand angry birds echoed in the quiet battleground, and whips of lightening emitted from the raven haired boy who looked unbelievably determined to stop the other red eyed man.
It seemed he could see his life flash before his eyes, memories of the past passing like an old broken movie, the smiles and the laughter of his friends invading his mind, the tears and the betrayals…
He could see it all pass before his eyes.
…and he could see his death coming.
But just as he was about to pace faster, a hollow and thick growl escaping his lips, his breath caught in his throat when he saw a flash of pink and when he heard the sound of blade making contact with flesh.
Blood splattered on his cheeks and shirt. A blood that wasn't his. Or Madara's.
…it was hers.
Maybe it was the fact she had managed to get out of his jutsu.
Maybe it was the fact she'd interfered so fast, when she had no chakra left.
Maybe it was the fact she took the hit for him.
Maybe it was the fact her blood had splattered all over him.
He didn't know.
…but he was utterly shocked out of his mind.
Sakura was the one to stop Madara's deadly attack. She was the one who took the hit.
"…Sa…Sakura…" Sasuke whispered, his voice so breathy and shocked that no one else heard, except her.
She flashed him a smile, full of blood and sickening softness that he couldn't help but to grow angry. Sakura laughed bloodily, moving her hand lightly on the handle of her weapon which was…
…plunged in Madara's chest?
Catching sight of Madara's movement of launching her away, Sasuke grabbed her as quickly as possible, jerkily jumping away and stumbling on the ground, catching sound of her bloody scream of pain when Madara kept a hand firm on the handle of the blade. In other words, the blade had been taken out quite harshly out of her.
"S…SA…SAKURA-CHAN!"
Sasuke didn't even pay attention to his best friend's desperate cries, because he was too busy panicking inside, trying to figure out how this could all happen to him. He put the girl down as gently as possible, the feeling of gagging almost overwhelming him before he forced himself to focus on how to save her.
She was in a deadly situation, and he knew she was going to freaking die if he didn't help her.
Slipping off his bloody shirt (plastered with her freaking blood) hastily, he pressed it down to wound to stop the bleeding, a slight feeling of guilt washing over him as she howled in pain.
He was not going to lose another person precious to him.
Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her. Not her.
Not. Her.
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Not his Sakura.
Awe. :(
That's sad.
Yeah well.. I have to go! Study! –sigh-
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