What a pig. How dare he do that to her! She couldn't quite remember, but she was pretty sure that she had been struggling to get away the whole time. A least, she hoped she had. Sighing she bent down to revive an unconscious squirrel, from just beside the path. It jumped up, hissed at her and scampered away. Talk about grateful.

What was she supposed to do now? She could always go and try another slap, but look at how that had ended last time (she resisted the urge to go back and slap him again right now to achieve said results.). Perhaps she should try the 'act like I don't care/nothing happened/I'm too good to be concerned by such trivial matters' move. Would she even be able to pull it off? Knowing her constitution she would probably see him and burst into tears. Not that that made her weak, it just meant she was emotional. She was only upset because it came as a shock. Only because she had been hitching up her sleeves to attack him, and ready to rip out as much of that hair he was so proud of, as possible. Only because she had convinced herself that would be the very last thing she would ever have to do with Neji that morning. She dropped down next to a tree. The only thing that would be suitable to do now would be to wait here, gather herself together then head back to camp and allow him to sort everything out. After all, he had been the one to launch himself onto her so he should deal with it. She closed her eyes. He wouldn't worry about her whereabouts so she may as well catch up on a little sleep...

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Neji allowed himself to pace nervously. She had been gone for hours. Kiba had left, his laughter stopped by a rather harsh fist to the face. He had then picked up a handful of random collars and dashed away again, his laughter carried by the wind. Soon Konohamaru and Tenten would know, and his reputation would be destroyed for ever. Not that he cared right now, he was too worried. Sakura had been gone for along time. From all the experiences he had had, women could be very emotional at times like these. What if there was a slightly larger cliff beside the small cliff for her to meander off? She could be lying at the bottom, all bloodied up right now! Our soaring through the air towards her death! Or just meters away from the edge completely unaware! He picked up a rope and ran.

He found her completely unhurt and napping. How dare she nap when he was going through personal crisis! She should be too! Shouldn't she be sobbing in her sleeping bag, hugging a 500g block of chocolate by now? Was she not at all concerned? He began to walk away slowly. So, if it didn't affect her at all, then it didn't need to affect him either. It was just a kiss after all. He tried ignored the swooping sensation in his stomach. When he arrived back at camp, it hadn't left. He picked up Sakura's famous sieve and used it to repeatedly hit his head in the hopes it may have some sort of a dulling affect.

"Neji? What are you doing?" He paused, mid swing, his cheeks colored a little, the closest to a proper blush he had ever come, and his lower lip dropped a little. The sieve fell to the ground. He tried to clear his throat.

"Sakura..." He squeaked out, resisting the urge to run off to find that slightly larger cliff and make use of it. No, he was Hyuuga Neji and this was some girl he couldn't care less about. What was he thinking? She topped him in every possible way! She was the only one who had been able to successfully mangle every last one of his brilliant plans. She was smarter than him and had more courage. Konoha had not had a better Medic since Tsunade herself and he had never spoken to anyone so...bright and...shiny. He adored her! He wasn't exactly experienced in the field of confessing love and deep set adoration. Gathering more courage than he had ever required before, he looked up at her feeling more than a little ill and began to speak.

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He had not said anything yet. He looked unhappy. He must have thought this has all been a big mistake and is currently preparing to tell me as much. Of course she should have known. She was always the one to have her heart broken. She didn't want Neji to know that now. She didn't want him to hold that over her head. Being who she was she had a plan. He opened his mouth to continue but she cut him off.

"Neji. I don't know what happened earlier but I really don't think we should let it get to us. Accidents happen right?" She tried to smile at him and prepared herself for what she was about too, but really didn't want to say. "It means nothing at all! Don't worry I won't be all clingy or anything. I understand, I mean I don't feel...like that about...you." He looked at her for a little while longer. She guessed he was feeling a little pissed off for the ruining of the end of his plan to crush her. A night beetle chirped quietly. He nodded his head slightly.

"Hm." He spun on his heal, strode towards the nearest bush and promptly threw up.

He hadn't appeared to want her help. She had done the best she could to correctly nurse him to a state of good health but he kept pushing her away and wouldn't look at her or speak to her. Her poor Neji, alone and sick. What was she thinking? She shook her head. No more idolizing and 'her'? She forced her thoughts back to the task at hand. He was probably a bit embarrassed about being seen as something that could be resembled weak. She chewed on the edge of her pen, before crossing something off on her notes. Presently she was pacing outside of Neji's tent incase she was needed for future assistance. In her hands she held a clipboard with a list of possible causes for symptoms that reassembled his and her favorite pink ink biro. Carefully she drew another cross next to 'Motion Sickness' as he had been standing still at the time. She also crossed off 'Morning Sickness' and 'Period Pain' giggling slightly at the thought. Other than that, she really had no idea. She would need some more information first.

"Neji? Are you okay?" He didn't answer and she didn't expect him too. Why should this time be any different from the previous attempts to quiz him? Still it was her job. "Are you feeling any better?" Nothing. "If you are incapable of speaking and require assistance, use anything you can to bang the sides of the tent." She hadn't thought that would do anything either. "If you don't say something in the next five seconds when I have finished speaking, I will be forced to assume you have died and will enter to perform an autopsy." She smiled. "1...2...3...4..."

"I'm fine! You can leave now!"

"Oh my! It's alive! Now, how are you feeling?"

"I just told you I was fine!"

"Hm. You're shouting. Would you say that it is emotional or physical pain causing your distress?"

"Neither! It's just you!"

"Oh! I am annoying you because you feel ill! So it's both really."

"No you're annoying me because you exist." She laughed loudly.

"You're so funny Neji, even when you feel sick you never lose your sense of humor."

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He didn't know whether he hated her or loved her more right then. He hated her because she wouldn't leave him alone to mope over loving her. Yes that made perfect sense. It was almost dawn and he could see her silhouette moving as she patrolled the front of his tent. Perhaps he should just knock her out and run back to Konoha. He looked about for a weapon. He saw none. Unless he was going to try and knock her out with his comb or throttle her with a shirt. His comb! Brilliant!

"Sakura! Leave! I want to go and wash my hair!"

"Oh...Okay. I will wait up here then." He gathered up his things. Fresh clothes, his faithful comb, his deep conditioning treatment and his shampoo bottle. The last item was empty. He swore. No what was he going to do? His hair could be nothing but perfect and to reach such a state he had to shampoo twice daily as often as he could. He had no choice. It was his pride or his hair.

He approached Sakura who was facing the opposite direction, humming quietly.

"Sakura?" She jumped up, startled.

"W...What is it Neji? I thought that-"

"I was. Do you have any spare shampoo?"

"Huh?"

"I need some more shampoo."

"Oh..." She looked like she was trying not to laugh. Bitch. "Yes, I do. Um it could be a bit of a problem. It's made to enhance pink hair. Oh, don't worry it wont turn you hair pink. It is watermelon scented though."

"That's fine." He said taking the bottle off her "I use the same brand in 'Grape'"

"Oh." Pakkun or Neji. She didn't know which was more frightening. Whichever it was, she was changing brands.

Nut2: Hm quick update, no? Well, thank you to those who read, faved and especially those who reviewed. I hope you liked this chapter but it doesn't seem to go anywhere in my opinion...oh well, I tried. Please review! Please! (Holds up picture of Tonton) Please! Just try to resist the pig...

Disclaimer: I have no ownership over Naruto. No matter how much I clutch at my computers monitor they just remain out of reach. Sigh.