Sasuke's POV:
I watched her slip into the forest, her long pigtails trailing behind.
She has to make the right choice.
I jumped away, going back to the team. At first I wanted Naruko to really join because she was a Jinchuuriki and we'd have that advantage over the Akatsuki. She's also the most powerful out of all of them. At least, that's what I think. I wanted her trust. I used her feelings in the beginning.
But now I want her all to myself. I want to take her away from this world and hide her away, keep her because I don't want to lose another person I care about. I want to protect her. She's mine.
I made it to the rendezvous point and all three of them were huddled by a fire.
"Sasuke, it's you! Well, did you get rid of her?"
"Or is she part of the team?"
Karin was too overly excited to see her gone. I hopped down.
"Karin, she just may replace you. Watch your mouth."
She dropped her head while the other two stared up at me expectantly.
"I think you all should go back. Tell Madara I'll still be meeting him. My path is clear now."
Naruko is joining me. I know she will.
They left and I went back. It felt like I waited all night for her to return.
I sparked up a fire and laid on my back. I closed my eyes to relax. My heart has never raced so much so it was hard to do that. But it was so loud outside. The crows were especially loud tonight. The fire seemed to be engulfing the cave and the night was shifting into darkness too quickly. I felt like I couldn't escape it all. I can't breathe. The smoke is filling my lungs too fast and those damn birds won't be quiet!
There's no way out. I've chosen my path and I-
"Sasuke."
I heard Itachi's voice.
I sat up, gasping for breath. Was I dreaming?
I glanced up towards the opening of the cave.
"Sasuke."
"Naruko."
She must've woken me up. I let out a sigh of relief.
She stepped inside and didn't say a word as I watched her walk over to me. She sat down across from me, grabbing handfuls of the blanket underneath her.
"I've made my decision."
I leaned in closer.
"And?"
Her eyes bounced between my eyes and my lips before she yanked at the collar of my shirt, pressing her lips to mine.
I knew it. I won this battle.
I slid her onto my lap, kissing her eagerly.
Her nimble fingers slid down the cut in my shirt, causing a shiver to run down my spine. I could tell what she wanted right as she ran her hand into my hair. She started pushing against me and I responded in earnest.
We want the same thing. My hands gripped her harder, bringing her as close as possible against me. Her hands pushed my shirt off my shoulders.
I laid back, pulling her along with me.
I don't think the fire burned as intensely as the passion we shared.