It was the middle of the night, a couple months into their journey. They slept closer to each other than they had when they first set out. Sakura was having trouble sleeping after she had heard Sasuke fidgeting a few moments ago. She was worried he was having another nightmare, which she had found out was often. She would aid him without him waking by running her fingers through his hair and applying a small amount of her healing chakra to his scalp.

This time was different. He was not thrashing. His face was not pained and his breathing was not harsh like it was when he experienced a nightmare. No this was different.

She watched his face contort, but in a pleasing way. She could see the outline of his good arm slink to his abdomen through his sleeping bag.

Her eyes widened taking in what was happening. He was unconsciously touching himself. She quickly laid back down and had her back facing him trying not to notice this very personal moment.

She could hear the material of his sleeping bag shifting as he moved his hand up and down. She also heard soft, abrupt moans of pleasure. This went on for a few minutes and then the noises stopped.

She heard shifting around and his chakra flared. Then it calmed back down. She heard him waking up.

"Shit." He said under his breath.

She could sense him kicking the sleeping bag off of his body and walking away in the direction of a stream they had passed to get to this campsite.

Sakura's face burned at what she could assume happened. She slowly sat up once she heard his footsteps return to his sleeping bag.

"Sasuke? Is everything alright?" She asked with a sleepy lilt to her voice to feign any embarrassment on his end.

"Everything's fine, go back to sleep." He spat out and laid back down.

She also laid back down, burning to know what he had been dreaming about.