I DO NOT WRITE ACTION OR SEX SCENES WELL SO SORRY IN ADVANCE!

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Naruko's POV:

We started running towards each other.

"Lightning blade!"

He takes my shadow clone out instantly.

"Rasengan!"

He cuts that one down too. Crap.

The real me comes out of the puff of smoke and throws in a kick. He dodges every single one.

How can I get a way from his eyes?! He's too quick for that two against one thing. I try it anyways, bringing on multiple shadow clones. Man, I wish I had another stronger jutsu!

Except my Taijutsu gets him... or does it?

I kick him square in the jaw, sending him flying.

How did he not see that coming? He was wide open.

I walk up to him and he's still lying on the ground.

Did I kick him too hard?

His eyes shoot open and he uses his hands to get momentum to kick me down. His hands pin down my wrist as I'm trying to get the wind back into my lungs.

My hands are crushed under his.

"Agh!"

"Say you'll join me and we can end it."

"No, you're going easy on me. Last time we fought, I couldn't move."

I poofed away.

"Substitution."

I took out a few shuriken and threw them.

"Fight me dammit!"

He squinted his eyes at me. "Really, Naruko? Is this the best you can do?"

Oh, now he tries to provoke me?

Come to think of it, wasn't he the first person that saw the nine tail's cloak?

I can feel it bubbling up. No, I have to keep it down. Yamato told me to.

He's trying to get a rise out of me on purpose.

I threw more. He twisted and turned out of the way until he tossed his own coin in.

Kakashi-Sensei would get mad when I would go into battle purely out of emotion. This is why. You miss the little things.

I started into a run, creating another clone to make another rasengan. When I leaped into the air, Sasuke spun around and threw something at me. It hit me without warning.

I tumbled to the ground.

"Naruko!"

What? I didn't even see it hit me, it was so fast.

Sasuke is much stronger than I imagined and much more than he's leading me to believe. He's fast too. Shit.

I sat up and scanned around to see what was hit.

My calf started stinging. There it is. Blood started oozing down to my ankle and dripping into the grass.

Crap. I can't go back to the squad like this.

Sasuke kneeled next to me, examining his damage.

"Dammit, I didn't mean to hit you."

"Really? It looked like it to me."

"No, I was-ugh. I was trying to get you to move. Of course you weren't paying attention."

My jaw dropped.

"Sasuke, I'm the one that's hurt. You shouldn't have tried it!"

"Yeah whatever. Just stay still."

He shook of his shirt.

I could hardly feel my leg anymore compared to my heart racing.

"What're you doing?"

"Shut up."

He slid his shirt off and pressed it to my leg.

"Ah! Okay that hurts!"

"It's not like I'm trying to hurt you."

I rolled my eyes.

I glanced down at his hands, then up to his face.

"Hey, it was an accident, okay."

His shirt was getting bloodier.

We are really close.

"Is it really okay to use your shirt?"

"I have another one."

He kept it pressed against the cut.

If I lifted my hand, I'd be touching his chest, just like the other day.

"Does that feel okay?"

He adjusted his hand's position on my leg, easing away the pain a bit.

I nodded.

He seemed to be leaning closer, or is it my imagination?

"I'm sorry I'm not a medic but I'll do my best."

"Thanks."

He doesn't seem fazed by our close proximity like I am. I laid back in the grass and sighed. It was aching but it's not the worst pain I've felt.

"Sorry."

I sat up on my elbows. His face was turned away from me.

"I heal fast. And besides, you've done worse to me than this, remember?" I laughed off.

He tied the shirt around my leg and stood up, keeping his back to me.

"Can you walk?"

I stood on my feet.

It hurt but I was okay.

"Yeah."

"Good, let's go," he hissed.

What's this about?

He was being all nice and now he's giving me the cold shoulder. There's still the old stubborn Sasuke in there.

His team was waiting for him when we got back. He didn't look me in the eye when he told me there were bandages in the cave. This attitude is ridiculous. What did I do? He did all the problems.

I put on a proper bandage around the wound he gave me and yet I'm not turning my back to him.

I came to him. I listened to him. I believe in him.

And he's avoiding me like he has for three years. I should go back tomorrow morning and tell my team what I've been through. Maybe this was a mistake.

The blood was slowing down and the fire was crackling.

I laid down.

I'm leaving him this time.