Okay, not really a drabble cuz it's so long, but hey! I loved this one, but hated the ending, cuz i couldn't find a good ending sentence. This is a sequel to my other Sakura drug drabble. r&r Naruskau if you look hard enough. Actually, not that hard. (exposure)
Naruto growled and whipped another kunai at one of the training dummies. God damn Kakashi sensei was late again! Would it kill him to be on time for once!?! "Hehhhh," he sighed, pulling another knife out of his holster. If his teacher wouldn't show up, he'd just have to train himself.
"Shit!" Screeched the Kyubbi boy, holding his bleeding hand. In a particularly violent fit of rage he had tossed the kunai wrong, slicing a nice deep gash in his hand. Blood was now running through his fingers, forming grisly crimson waterfalls. "Frick! Why did i do that?" He demanded, glaring at it. As a ninja he was used to pain, and swearing loudly seemed to help.
"Do what?" Came a voice, soft and curious. Naruto turned around to see Sakura standing at the edge of the clearing. Naruto began swearing under his breath. He hadn't meant to attract any attention, and had once again forgot that his voice was loud and had a tendency to carry.
"Nothing Sakura-chan," he muttered, accidentaly injecting venom into his tight voice. Sakura pulled back slightly, sliding a fraction behind a tree. Just like Hinata, thought Naruto. "Just cut myself," he added, not wanting her to be hurt by his statement.
Sakura gave him a small smile and walked over to him. Naruto paused, noticing her appearance. Her hair seemed lank and the color washed out, like a shirt that had been run through the wash too many times. Her skin seemed loose and paler than usual, like she was sick. Light gray rings surrounded red-rimmed eyes, making her vaugely resemble Gaara and furthering her sickly appearance. "Sakura-chan, are you okay?" He asked as she knelt down in front of him. Sakura glanced up at him, putting on another smile. Even her eyes seemed washed out.
"Hai, Naruto. Just a little under the weather," she muttered, taking his hand and healing it, too distracted to notice that the skin was already starting to mend. This earned another scrutinizing look from sharp cerulean eyes, roving across the top of her head.
"You don't seem ok," he said, taking a look at his newly mended hand. Normally he wold be amazed at Sakura's proficiency at being a medic, but he had other things on his mind. Sakura didn't meet his eyes or even reply, she just busied herself with firing shurikens at one of the dummies. But her heart doesn't seem in it, like someone has pulled it out and placed it somewhere far away. Naruto was considering just dropping the topic, when he noticed something else. She hadn't hit the target once. Granted, her accuracy was no where near as good as Tenten's, but she should've hit the target by now.
"Sakura-chan, what's wrong?" He repeated, gripping her arm to stop her mid-throw. The shuriken clattered to the ground, landing with a thump in the ground. Sakura didn't meet his gaze, nor did she wrench her arm out of his grasp. She just stood there, not really doing anything, her red rimmed eyes staring blindly at the ground.
"Nothing," she replied, her voice seeming to wain as she spoke, as though the breath it was supported on wasn't strong enough to keep it there. Now she brought her jade gaze to meet his. "Nothing at all." Naruto glared at her, the same type of glare her gave when dealing with someone like Neji, someone who needed some sense talked into them. Or shoved down their throats.
In one deft movement, Naruto snatched the bag full of tools off her back and began rummaging through it, despite loud and violent protests. His fingers traced over a slim metal tube and he wrenched it free, dropping the bag on the ground. Naruto's eyes widened as he examined the tube, finding a small engraving on the side. A deer inside a maple leaf. The Nara clan symbol. Naruto's eyes grew to a size to rival Lee's and he stumbled backward. "T-these are Nara clan drugs!" He cried, dropping the vial and staring at her wide eyed.
Sakura bowed her head and frantically began shoving the items back inside. Naruto growled and bent down to her level, grasping her chin. "Why-?"
Sakura cut him off, tears flowing down her face and splashing on his mended hand. "Because of everything! Because of our missions, because Kakashi sensei is always late!" She rambled on, dissolving as she spoke until all her remaining color was washed away. Naruto just held her, for the first time in his life at a loss of what to say. The kunai he had thrown had hit the targets heart, along with his.