AN: Finally an update! The last part of Day One and a short beginning of Day Two.

I was thinking of writing the next chapter in Sasuke's POV, what do you guys think?

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Day One, Part Three

I shiver uncontrollably. After fifteen minutes of swimming, it suddenly started to rain, pour even. I don't think I've ever seen so much rain in my entire life. Sasuke just scowls at me with a look that could be voiced with just one word: 'idiot'. It's amazing how such an expressionless guy like Sasuke could still say a lot of things with only his face. Amazing, but weird.

"Dobe, you'll catch a cold now. I won't take care of you when you get sick," he states, grabbing a towel and handing it to me. I stick my tongue out childishly, but accept it gratefully nonetheless. Though he seems so cold-hearted, I know he'd take care of me if I would get sick, even though he says he won't. It would be nice if he could just say that he cares, once in a while.

I mean, not that I want him to like me or anything, but it sure as hell would make my job a whole lot easier! We'd get along better, for instance. But I don't think the bastard would ever change.

"Whatever, bastard," I mutter to him, narrowing his eyes. When it started to rain, we sat together underneath a tree, trying to keep a lot of distance between us. "D'you think we should go exploring the island after the storm is over?" I ask him. I know I said I was scared, and I still am, but being with two people seems a lot less bad. I wouldn't go inside the jungle on my own. My employer shrugs.

"We should," he says. I nod at him.

We spend the rest of the storm in silence, with me occasionally nodding off.

I don't know how long it rained, or how long I slept, but I eventually wake up to something shaking my shoulders. I blink and see Sasuke standing next to me, an annoyed look on his face. I stand up and crack my neck—I miss my nice, soft bed already.

"How are you feeling?" Sasuke asks me, giving me a calculating gaze. I shrug my shoulders and give him a grin.

"Pretty good," I lie. I feel very sick and tired and I'm beginning to wonder if everything will be alright again. I somehow doubt it, but that might be my pessimistic side talking. Sasuke raises an eyebrow—he knows I'm lying—but doesn't say anything further as he turns from me and heads into the forest.

"We should go exploring, we might find a fresh spring for water," he states. I nod in agreement and hurriedly follow him—the last thing I want is to be alone on this godforsaken island.

"Wait up, bastard!" I yell after him, before finally gaining up on him and hiding myself behind his back. God, I hope there aren't any snakes here. I hate snakes.

The jungle isn't very thick, so it's no problem for us to get through it. Occasionally there would be a lot of branches or bushes blocking our path, but other than that, we didn't have a lot of problems on our way. Sasuke made sure we wouldn't get lost in the middle of the jungle by staying as close to the beach as possible. However, after an hour of no spring with fresh water, I sit down on the floor and pout.

"My feet hurt, Sasuke!" I whine. He rolls his eyes at me and holds his hands out. I cross my arms and don't take it—hell no! I want to rest, damn it!

Well, apparently Sasuke doesn't agree with me.

"Idiot, what will we do if it gets dark and we're still out here? The sun is already setting, come on," he says to me and again offers his hand.

Unfortunately for him, I'm stubborn.

"No, I want to rest," I say, pouting as I do so. Sasuke narrows his eyes at me and sighs—yes! I win! Inner-Me is doing a victory dance, I always know how to win from Sasu—WHOA! "What the hell are you doing! Put me down, you bastard!" I yell at the top of my lungs.

Apparently, I didn't win—the bastard actually lifted me up, bridal-style, and started to carry me! I squirm and writhe and try to get myself out of his grasp, but it's no use—I hate to admit it, but even though he's skinny, he's still stronger than I am. Eventually, I give up and cross my arms in defeat, a blush spreading across my cheeks involuntarily. Honestly, why does he have to carry me? We could've rested for ten minutes and I would've been happy!

Damn bastard. Damn egotistical, arrogant, filthy bastard!

"Stop glaring," he mutters at me. I stick out my tongue in response.

"You glare at me all the time," I point out to him.

"But I have a right to," he retorts. I'm about to respond, but am cut off by the bastard. "You don't have one. I'm carrying you, you should be thankful, dobe."

"Why! I look like a damn girl!" I all but yell at him. Who the hell does he think he is? Oh yes, he's Sasuke, hottest guy in Japan and about every other country you could think of. Too bad girls never see his bad sides!

"Stop glaring, or I'll leave you behind," he then says. I open my mouth, but decide against it—the position we're in isn't entirely uncomfortable and I have to admit my feet are starting to feel better. Ah well, I guess I could get used to this. He gives me an arrogant smirk. "Good boy."

I pout, but don't say anything else.

"Well, that was useless," I say as we're back at the beach. He gives an indecisive shrug as I continue, "I mean, we walked for hours and we didn't find anything! We could've just as well stayed here and sleep until a boat arrives or something!"

"We at least know that we just go deeper into the jungle next time, dobe," Sasuke answers. I exclaim a loud 'don't call me that, bastard!' before he continues with his 'conclusion'. "But it's not smart if we both go out—one of us should stay here and look out for boats or planes." I give a small shiver—like Hell I'm going out into that creepy jungle myself!

Though, I have to admit, I don't like the idea of Sasuke going alone either… Gah.

"I'll go into the jungle," he says, glancing up at me. "You'll stay here and gather wood, a lot of it, so we can make a fire when a boat is near or an airplane." I nod at him, looking slightly hesitant.

"Are you sure you'll be alright, Sasuke?" I ask him. He gives me another smug smirk, though it borders on a smile. I blink—it's rare for Sasuke to do that.

"Of course, dobe. Why wouldn't I be?"

Day Two, Part One

The next day, Sasuke leaves early. At least, I think it's early—I'm not quite sure since both our watches and cell phones broke, strangely enough. It does suck though—if only we had our cell phones, we could've phoned someone and we would've had our ticket out of here.

Ah well.

I reluctantly go and look for wood so I can make that fire Sasuke was talking about—I have to admit, the guy is smart. Well, I already knew that one of course, but… nyah.

So, anyways, I walk over to the edge of the jungle and start looking for dry firewood—Sasuke specifically told me to find dry wood, because if it's not, it won't burn. Like I didn't know that already! Damn bastard, thinks he's so smart and a leader… Pff.

"Stupid Sasuke," I mutter. "Stupid, stupid Sasuke!"

It's a good thing I'm stranded on an abandoned island—I usually do this at home or on the streets and people tend to shuffle away from me when I do so. Heh.

Don't look at me like that.

Anyways, I wish the people who are going to rescue us would hurry it up. Sasuke said it could take days, maybe even a week, for them to find us, since, according to him, we've no doubt went off course when we crashed. He says they'll search for us though, but I don't know if he's saying that just to comfort me or if it's really true—I have a feeling it's the first.

He said that, if they hadn't found us in one week, we would start building a raft so we could at least get off the island. He said that the chances of us finding a boat on sea or finding other land, was pretty high.

I pray to God he's right. In times like these, I really am glad that Sasuke's with me—after all, without him, I would've panicked a long time ago. I guess he's got this aura of safety hanging around him or something.

After about… well, I don't know how long since I don't have a watch, of working my ass off to get a big pile, I sigh and sit down underneath a tree, the wind softly blowing through my hair. It's a nice breeze, though the sun is burning—it's terribly warm. And I've noticed that there's still no Sasuke. I blink—what if something happened to him?

Nah, Sasuke can take care of himself, right?

… Right?

Okay, I'll wait for a while, but if he's not here yet by the time… ehm… I get hungry, then I'll go search for him. I can't just leave him in the jungle! But crap, that means I have to go in… alone. Fuck.

Please, Sasuke, get back here soon!