Despite his total lack of desire to do this today, the blonde created several bunshin. He briefly went over a plan of attack in his brain, deciding it best to come at different directions. Naruto sent two bunshin to each of Sasuke's sides, one to the front while he himself darted between his copies to attack from behind the pale teen, each one of them simultaniously slamming a single punch into the older teen's body.
Sasuke's eyes flashed red, the sharingan activating itself on impulse to ascertain which was a bunshin and which wasn't. His fingers deftly yanked a kunai out of it's holster as he narrowly dodged a wave of attacks from the front. He brought the kunai up to his mouth, using his hands to send a few shuriken at the bunshins with deadly precision then taking the small knife out in favor of aiming it at another clone. The identical replica's disappeared in a small puff of smoke as Sasuke whipped around to face his opponent, all of the clones out of the way. He clenched his hand into a fist and drew it back, as he braced for the attack. However, he wasn't sure if his eyes were playing trick on him or not, but he could have sworn he saw something that looked akin to fear flash through the blonde's eyes, Naruto's words from earlier ringing in his ears making him seemingly freeze up and falter momentarily. However, the hesitance didn't give him time to put his guard back up and defend himself.
The blonde noticed the Uchiha freeze, and had he not been so close to punching him, he would have jerked his fist back. But he was too close, and didn't have enough time to stop himself. His fist smashed into the side of Sasuke's face, instantly regretting making the first move. He couldn't help but wonder why the pale teen had paused, had he been worried about scaring him? Then sparring would have been the total opposite outcome of what Naruto was hoping for. He wanted Sasuke to understand that he i trusted /i him, if it was just a friendly spar, punches were expected. It wasn't like they were actually fighting with anger behind the attacks, it was just training. Had the blonde's words really effected him that much? The younger teen let his hands fall to his side, should he continue? "Sasuke.. what happened?"
The blow had made Sasuke stumbled back a step or two, the pale teen wincing at the stinging sensation from where Naruto had hit him. He wasn't even sure himself why he'd done that, his body seeming to have decided to do what it wanted. He shook his head slightly, as if to shake it off and glanced at the blonde with a blank expression. "Nothing dobe, I was just caught off guard." He lied as he rolled his shoulder with a slightly distracted look. It wasn't really a complete lie, though not a complete truth either. No one had to know that though, this was just training. It wasn't really important. He wasn't entitled to winning every match, was he?
Naruto sighed, caught off gaurd his ass.. Uchiha Sasuke was i not /i caught off gaurd, especially by someone whose fighting style he should have practically memorized. In all the years they'd been training together, the older teen had never faltered, not once ever hesitated to punch him back. A sudden anger flared inside of the blonde at being lied to, even if it was just a white-lie. It wouldn't have bothered him had it been anyone else, but it was i Sasuke /i , the only person who i really /i loved him, who i really /i trusted him. Being lied to, even about something small, hurt his feelings. The younger teen darted forward at his comrade, tackling him to the ground and grabbing his shoulder's firmly. He briefly considered bruising those pale lips, but not until the Uchiha knew he trusted him.
Sasuke coughed lightly, his breath getting thoroughly knocked out of him as his back his the ground roughly. He should have probably been anticipating something like this, but yet again, it seemed he was done over by his distraction. Naruto had moved quicker then he'd been expecting, Sasuke sometimes forgot that dobe wasn't the loudmouth slowpoke he'd been in his genin days. The Uchiha moved to sit up, despite the warm weight anchoring down his body, and didn't even bother with struggling when his shoulders didn't even come off the ground from his small efforts. He looked up at the blonde placidly, where he would usually be glaring. "Okay Naruto, you win. Now get off." He said blandly.
The blonde released his hold on the pale teen, sitting up though not getting off just yet. He sighed again, tugging lightly at his blonde locks. "Sasuke.." He muttered, more or less just saying his lover's name to himself, just for the sake of hearing it roll off his tounge. Deciding it wasn't worth even a slight struggle, Naruto slid off of the pale body, plopping down on the grass next to him and burying his face into his palm. He was dissapointed in himself, leave it to Naruto to fuck things up. Did he have to tell Sasuke that his temper scared him? He was a i ninja /i dammit, why would Sasuke's temper scare him? He'd been faced with far worse, at least the Uchiha didn't have a whole army of i sand /i that he could control, and he'd faced that.. Hell, he'd even been on the receiving end of the pale teen's temper when he ran for Orochimaru, Sasuke had been bent on killing him if it were necessary. He shouldn't fear him at all after all the things he'd been through. He'd messed up a lot of things before, and it hadn't really bothered him too much, but the last thing he wanted to screw up was his and Sasuke's relationship. And it seemed he was heading down that road. He could already see the Uchiha walking away from him for good, not looking back. The blonde took in a deep breath, curling his nails into the palm of his hand before smashing the side of his fist into the soft earth beneath him. He ignored the slight pain that snaked up his arm, it wouldn't hurt near as bad as losing the only person that cared about him. He repeated this action several times until he couldn't even feel his arm anymore, before he layed back on the ground, tapping the back of his skull onto the grass a few times. The whiskered teen couldn't understand why he was so stupid sometimes, and he didn't understand why he was beat himself up for the mistake he knew was going to be made. He should have just kept his mouth shut, things wouldn't be so tense if he had've. This was stupid, all of it, his stupid mistakes, his stupid fears, his stupid self, it was all so i stupid /i . He wished he could figure out some jutsu that would take them back before anything bad had ever happened, and maybe he'd keep Sasuke from going to training without him, so that way, he'd have nothing at all to be scared of. He sat up suddenly, drawing his knees up to his chest. "Sasuke.." He whispered again.
The pale teen laid there for a few seconds before pushing himself up a bit, resting his weight on his elbows as he studied the blonde. He'd involuntarily winced when Naruto's fist hit the ground, knowing exactly how it felt from experiance. He'd obviously courted this reaction out of the blonde, so there was no use in attempting to deny it. He wasn't one to wear his emotions on his sleeve like his teammate was genuinely known for doing. Naruto had told him what he really thought, which was acceptable and understandable. His temper could get a bit..Rough at times, though he was usually pretty good at with-holding it until he was alone. Anger was what he knew best, that and being neutral when hiding or when there was nothing to be angry about. He'd grown up believing that the strongest asset to you was hatred. He knew this was no longer true, though as the old saying went, 'old habits die hard'. In confusing situations, or when he felt cornered or helpless, instinctively, anger overrided those emotions. He wasn't usually one to show his vulnerability. It was just how his mind was built, though he'd thought he'd gotten alot better. He'd let Naruto in through the seemingly impenetrable wall that surrounded the Uchiha. He trusted the moron with his life, and wouldn't hesitate to risk his own for the others sake either. The pale teen sighed and sat up completely, pulling his legs up a bit so he could rest his elbows on them. "I froze up, that's all. I was thinking too much and not paying attention." He said, re-answering Naruto's first question. He glanced at Naruto with a quirked brow, an exhausted expression adorning his dirt smudged face.
The blonde resisted the urge to growl in frustration, Sasuke seemed to totally miss the point in his anger. It wasn't really that he'd lied to him, or that Naruto was a bit scared of him, it was that he froze up because of i him /i . The Uchiha froze, and it was his fault. He was proving to be a distraction to his lover, and this was just in training. He didn't want to distract him on a mission, in battle with an enemy ninja. At times like that, the smallest mistake could cost them their lifes. Naruto didn't want to kill his pale lover, even if it wasn't by his own hands, it would indirectly be his fault. Once again, he pounced on the older teen. This time not because he was mad, though he still was, but to bruise the lips he'd wanted to earlier. To reassure the foundation of their relationship, to reassure their feelings for each other, to make sure Sasuke was his and his only. He forced their bodies flat on the ground, hands planted on either side of the other's head before he crushed their lips together, eyes shut tight.
Sasuke tensed up for a moment from the abrupt movement before visibly relaxing beneath the blonde, despite the roughness as he felt Naruto press his lips against his. He left his arms laying limply at his sides and returned the kiss slowly and softly, letting Naruto be the domineering one since it seemed that the whiskered teen seemed to be searching for something. Maybe he was trying to relieve his obvious agitation, or maybe some type of reassurance for..Something? He had no idea what was going through the blonde's mind. It was obviously important, though, considering how vigorous he seemed to be acting.
The blonde rested his body atop Sasuke's, his hand moving up to gently cup a pale cheek, the base of his thumb rubbing lovingly against his jawline. He sucked the older teen's bottom lip into his mouth, biting down roughly before running his tounge across the soft flesh. He had kissed him with intentions on bruising the Uchiha's lips, and he was going to kiss him until his lips were blue. Whether people could see them or not, he needed to know the pale teen was his. And if it meant taking his naked body were everyone could see, stealing the breath from his lungs and the essence from his body, then he would do it, and not care who saw. Did that make him an exhibitionist? He groaned aloud as he felt something stir deep in his stomach, not quite sure what it was. Excitment maybe? The thrill of possibly getting caught doing something they wearn't suppoused to.
Sasuke grunted softly into Naruto's mouth, wondering if the blonde had managed to draw blood from the painful bite. He wasn't exactly sure what it was, but something seemed different with the kiss they were sharing. He couldn't put his finger on it, though. Naruto almost seemed more possessive and harsh. Like he was trying to force him, despite the fact that Sasuke was unwielding and unresistant beneath him.
One hand still on the pale teen's cheek, Naruto's free hand moved to push underneath the side of Sasuke's shirt, dragging his nails across the pale skin of his sides. He bit down on his lover's bottom lip again, harder this time hoping to get more of a reaction. The blonde's urgency increased a bit when the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, he didn't think he actually had intentions on making the Uchiha bleed, but it didn't necessarily bother him to know that he had.
A quiet whimper escaped the Uchiha involuntarily as a small red trail of blood fell from the corner of his mouth and down his chin, the coppery taste invading his taste buds. Despite the pain, his body arched off the ground slightly as Naruto's nails raked over his pale skin, his hands grabbing fistfuls of grass at his sides. He wasn't sure about Naruto's actions, and he wasn't used to the treatment, but he had no plans on struggling against him or pushing him away either.
Naruto quickly licked at the trail of blood running down the pale teen's chin, he thought for a minute that he liked that taste, ignoring the fact that this might be hurting Sasuke. The blonde had not intention on stopping unless he asked him to, and he wasn't so sure that the Uchiha would tell him to stop just because it hurt. The younger teen moved so he was sitting on his lover's thighs, roughly pushing up the material of his shirt so his fingers could freely roam without any hassle. He raked his nails from the middle of Sasuke's chest, all the way down to his belly button, trails of red chasing his finger tips. The whiskered teen leaned down, tracing his tounge over the few droplets of the red colored liquid.
Sasuke hissed silently, his eyes clenching shut as he absently tried to press himself harder into the ground beneath him. There was a throbbing pain in his lip, blood still seeping from the small wound and it felt like his teammate had left trails of fire where his nails had been only moments before. He sucked in a breath when he felt a hot wetness on his stomach as Naruto lightly licked at one of the fresh scratches. He wasn't sure if he liked the treatment, but another part of him wanted it to continue. As if it punishment of some type, something he deserved.