A/N: This was an old submission for Sasusaku Month 2014 Day 10. Prompt: Impulsive

Tired? Yes. Sore? For sure. Bur fortunately, the mission had gone perfectly fine. Sasuke and Sakura were already on their way back to Konoha with minimal amount of chakra left.

As they were jumping from one tree to another, a paper bomb exploded besides them, altering their course and sent them jumping to the ground. They immediately formed a defensive position, backs against each other, scanning for the enemy.

There were about a dozen or more of them. They wore Kumogakure headbands on their foreheads with pride. Upon noticing their headbands, they realized this could stir chaos between the two villages.

Each wielding a weapon, the Kumo-nins charged full speed at Sakura and Sasuke.

Something like this wouldn't take them down. Even with their limited amount of chakra, they managed to fight them off, swinging kicks and punches, cracking grounds with her chakra-infused punches. Sakura, was holding back her punches, just landing enough strength to knock them out without killing them. Apparently, they didn't put up much of a fight.

Just when they thought they had beaten them up, a Kumo-nin stood up with everything he got and charged towards them with a kunai in hand. He was running full speed at Sasuke.

Without thinking twice, she launched herself in his path.

The kunai landed right at her abdomen just before she managed to land a punch on the enemy's stomach, sending him flying to a tree. Her legs finally gave out. She kneeled on the ground, taking out the kunai.

"Sakura!" Sasuke ran towards her. Her breathing was labored and her face as pale as snow. Her hand desperately clung on her wounded abdomen as she struggled to stand. "You idiot!"

"Don't worry. I'll be fine as soon as we get to Konoha." He placed her arm around his shoulder as they both hurried back home.

Relief washed over them once they approached the green gates of Konoha. The hospital was their first destination.

.

A pulsating pain shot through her head as her body was sore all over.

White. It was all Sakura could see.

Ahh I'm in the hospital.

Finally getting the strength to lift her upper body, she propped herself by her elbows, glancing around the room. She heard a chair shifting. Still a bit on a daze, she focused her vision and saw Sasuke approaching.

"Sasuke-kun?" His arms rested on her shoulders as he pushed her gently back on the bed. She noted the way he was looking at her. It looked, painful. Was he in pain? Was he hurt too?

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She tried asking.

"Why did you do that?" He cut her off. Her eyes softened as she searched for the right response.

"My body just moved on its own."

"Those Kumo-nins were rouge ninjas. They-" He closed his eyes, breaking away his gaze. She noted the slight strain in his voice. "They were… After me…" Silence filled the space.

All he could do was bring danger to her. He always failed to protect her.

"I'm sorry, Sakura."

"It's not your fault, Sasuke-kun." She placed her hand on his. He brought his other hand to cradle her cheek, thumb stroking her soft pale skin.

To Sakura, it didn't matter whether they were rouge nins sent out to kill him, or mere thugs. She would do it again. Without hesitation.

To Sasuke, she didn't deserve to be dragged into the mess he's in. She was always trying to correct his mistakes.

Nonetheless, at that moment, he only cared about her well-being. All that mattered was that she was fine.