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Author's Note: Uh, yeah. Next chapter, nothing to say, but what's new about that...?
Rhythm
Naruto and Sasuke had always had their very own way of moving.
In the past, this had mostly consisted of Naruto standing in Sasuke's way and - rarely – of Sasuke ending up in Naruto's. It had degraded into a fight between them rather than a fight against their enemies, which had lead to a few cases of very impressive confusion and chaos. But that was the past.
Nowadays, it was like a dance, a carefully trained choreography made up in the heat of the moment.
Naruto threw himself to the side, letting his kunai fly as Sasuke's shuriken cut through the air where the blond had been not half a second ago. Sasuke dodged a sword slash, then jumped back and aimed for a different opponent while his former one died with Naruto's kunai in his neck. Naruto laughed and ducked beneath a swing of Sasuke's sword that might as well have been aimed at him and another enemy dropped dead with his throat slit. Sasuke delivered a punch to his opponent's face and gracefully sidestepped Naruto's rasengan that sent the poor bastard flying.
It was their own rhythm, and while it made fighting with them almost impossible, it made fighting against them an innovative form of suicide.