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S..Sakura-San? "Lee spoke again, with a quaver evident in his voice as he looked at his beloved blossom. Nearly her whole body was covered in black flaming tattoos. A purple aura sprung up around her, and here eyes had changed from their delicate teal to and altogether unwholesome violet. She spun around, and with a empty shriek threw herself at the thick-browed shinobi. He moved to block it, more unnerved than afraid. As much as he hated to admit it to himself, the pink haired girls talent had always been in her head, not in her techniques. As her hand struck his forearm, he realized something was terribly wrong. The force of the blow threw him threw that air, and he slid back several feet on the ground before managed to roll onto his feet. And she was right on top of him as he tried to regain his footing, pummeling him with her inhuman strength, and another terrible shriek. She threw yet another blow. Which he ducked under, only to catch her sandaled foot in the chin. She threw a volley of kunai up at the helpless Lee, who, though he managed to protect his vital organs, still felt several of the blades cruelly biting at his arms and legs.

Sasuke forced his eyes open, and forced himself onto his hands and knees, grabbing the needle out of his side to protect himself from the enemy he assumed was still around. He looked around, his eyes widening in shock as he saw Sakura pummeling Lee, the chivalrous boy not willing to raise a hand against the girl he had so enthusiastically promised to protect with his life. He was bleeding in several places, and one of his eyes was swollen shut. It was obvious that he couldn't, or wouldn't, escape, that she was going to kill him. Sasuke limped forward, and raised his voice just a little "Sakura, that is enough!" His eyes widened as she whirled towards him, and charged with deadly force, a kunai gripped so tightly in her hand that blood was dripping through her fingers. He blocked the first swing with his needle, his woefully inadequate weapon shattering under the force of the blow. She then plunged her razor edged weapon into his stomach, twisting it, feeling it. No one would ever hurt Sasuke again, she thought to herself, her eyes vacant. Sasuke, pain ripping through his torn body, did the one thing he could, the one thing, he thought, that could possibly bring the enraged kunoichi from here beserker rage. He wrapped his arms around her in a frigid hug.

The curse seal instantly began to recede. She was content, perfectly so, but only for about a second when she realized what she was doing. She let go of her kunai, and had to catch him as he started to fall. "Sasuke-Kun, I'm so sorry, she said, looking down at him, at the blood staining his shirt. She heard voices behind her, and didn't even turn to look at who they were, pulling some basic medical supplies out of a pouch she kept with her. Behind her, Neji had bodily grabbed Lee, and was dragging him away from the still very dangerous kunoichi, as he pleaded, more to Tenten than the implacable Neji, to let him go back and help his precious blossom. Both his teammates merely looked at him, shocked that he still wanted to go to her after she had tried to kill him. Sakura pulled off the tattered remnants off Sasuke's shirt, and gasped as she saw the extent of the damage. His one shoulder was mangled, and had began to bleed again, while his stomach had been ripped open by her kunai, and the needle black, bruise-like lines spread from the tiny whole where he had been struck by Kin's needle. Poison, she thought, shivering even in the warm summer air.

It took all the gauze, and Sasuke's tattered shirt to stauch the bleeding from his stomach. She started to panic, as his shoulder continued to bleed, and his breathing had gotten so very shallow. She tore off her own and wrapped his shoulder in that, and than, forcing herself to calm down, started to suck the poison from his hip wound.

Sasuke's eyes fluttered open again, god he was getting sick of this, and he looked down at Sakura, clad in only a sports bra and short pants, the beginning of a blush forming on his cheeks. "Sakura, I think you've got it," he said, managing to keep his voice steady. She looked up at him, tears in her vibrant teal eyes, and she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. "Sasuke, I'm so-"

He cut her off, "Forget about it. It wasn't your fault."

"Sasuke, I'm" she started to say, before he once again cut her off.

"I said forget about it. It was that thing on your neck, not you, understand." She once again started to apologize, before he abruptly cut her off again. "Understand!?" She nodded meekly, than started to smile, pulling him closer to herself. "Sakura, he began, "not so tight, your hurting me."

She looked at him again, a trace of her trademark carefree smile on her face, "Am I allowed to apologize for that?" To her shock he laughed. It was just a little laugh, on a girl it would have been called a giggle. Yet this was Uchiha Sasuke. In all the years she'd known him he never laughed at something like that, not in the kindly way he had just done. He'd snickered coldly at her advances, laughed at others failures, but this was a genuine laugh! She broke into a full smile, said "Well I guess not." He hadn't even told her to take her arms off him yet! This was probadly the happiest moment of her life, she thought dreamily.

It had to end someday.

This chapter is dedicated to Itachi-is-mine, my first reviewer.

I have to say though, I'd kill for openoffice ot have a spellchecker...

I will probadly update again today, Monday, and if not Wednesday by the latest.