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Sorrowful Sakura

"Naruto, you are truly dead last." Sasuke sighed. The blonde boy amazed him with his stupidity.

"What'd I do wrong!?! I just kissed her forehead!" Naruto flailed his arms, frustrated with the whole situation.

Sakura kneeled by her friend's bedside, listening to the boys argue.

"You probably scared her to death. Hn. Dobe."

"How was I supposed to know she was going to faint?! It's not like I raped her or something." Sakura glared at the blonde.

"Shut up, she can probably hear us. The poor girl is out cold, but she may still have control over her senses. Hey, what did the nurse say?" Sakura had rushed to help Hinata, but hadn't arrived with Sasuke until the nurse had left.

"She said her blood pressure was normal. And- hey, do you think they'll let me take home a pair of those rubber gloves?" Sakura sweat dropped.

"Naruto! Did the nurse say when she's going to wake up?" Naruto paused for a moment to think. His face lit up.

"Oh yeah! She said it would be an hour at most. But seriously, what do you think? I really want a pair of those gloves."

Sakura chose to ignore the boy. She stood up and brushed the dirt off her clothes, hissing when she scraped one of her many cuts.

Damn Uchiha.

The boys were standing awkwardly to the side.

"Okay guys, you can leave. Thank you for helping me carry her in here." She smiled watching Sasuke turn to leave. Naruto hesitated. He bent down toward Hinata and whispered a quiet:

"Sorry!"

When they had both left, Sakura decided to take a shower. She undressed quickly and hopped into the warm flow. As she went to rinse her pink locks, the day's events unfolded in her head. She couldn't help but frown when she thought of a certain stubborn coal-eyed boy that seemed to have permanently lodged himself in her mind.

He was an enigma.

Earlier that day

The day had started out fine. She had left Ino to do Hinata's make-up as asked. She wanted to tour the camp a bit more, so she decided to talk a walk. The sun was bright, the birds were chirping…and Sakura felt like shit. She'd gotten about three hours of sleep the night before. Sadly, it was more than she usually got.

Sakura found herself standing by the very tree she'd seen the Uchiha leaning against almost 12 hours ago. No matter how hard she tried to rid her thoughts of the beautiful boy they always seemed to come back. It was ridiculous. She barely knew him. With a sigh, she continued her walk.

He could be a complete asshole. He called me annoying.

He comforted Hinata. And not to mention he's smoking hot.

What are you doing here? I thought I got rid of you.

Nah, it's called hibernation, bitch. I'm your inner self. It takes a lot more than a little depression to kill me off. As I was saying, have you seen his body? You could melt ice cream on those abs…and then lick it allllllll off. Mmmm.

Ew. We haven't even seen his abs. I mean, he's not bad looking…

Ha! Quit kidding yourself. You think he's fiiiiinnneeee.

Shut your face. You're giving me a headache

No, the reason you h-

Sakura slammed into a wall of some sort. Oh wait. Standing in front of her was the one and only Sasuke Uchiha. He didn't look too happy to see her. She wasn't exactly elated to see him either.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I'll be going now, bye!" She stepped to the side, ready to continue her walk when she heard a softly spoken word. She paused.

"What?" He turned to face her. She couldn't help but stare. She could hear her inner cheering, but chose to ignore it.

"Wait." He stared at her, face seemingly void of emotion. Sakura could see differently. He could hide his emotions from a less observant person, but she could see the pain. She realized he was expecting her to say something. Her face heated up under his stare.

"U-uh, okay." Great, she sounded like Hinata. Her inner face-palmed its self. He reached into his pocket.

Maybe he's getting a condom! Maybe he's gunna make-

Oh, just shut up.

He pulled out a small silver bracelet. Her eyes widened. She looked down at her wrist. Sure enough, it wasn't there. She gave him a small smile before reaching for it. He jerked his hand away with a smirk

"Finders, keepers."

"Not in my book. Hand it over, Uchiha." His smirk widened. He tossed it into a thick bush. Sakura growled.

"I'll let you go by my book then. If you can find it, you can keep it." He stuffed his hands in his pockets and started to walk off.

"Not so fast, pretty boy." He froze. Slowly he turned around to face her. She could have sworn his eyes flashed red.

"What did you call me?" He hissed. Sakura was afraid to push him any further. She smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of her head.

"Heh, never mind. I would appreciate your help though." She batted her eyelashes, trying to look as cute as possible. He snorted, turning back around.

"Cute, but no. See you later, Sa-ku-ra." She fumed as the black-haired god strutted off. Yes, the boy strutted.

She spent an hour and a half looking for her bracelet. When she had finally found it, her lower body was covered in about a pound of mud, and her arms were covered in an assortment of cuts and sores. She didn't even want to think of how many spiders were probably crawling across her scalp.

"Damn Uchiha and his stupid-ass idea of a joke."

"I thought it was quite humorous." Sakura's eyes widened as she looked up into a nearby apple tree. Sasuke was sitting on one of the branches, eating an apple. He yawned and took another bite. Sakura could only stare.

"H-how long have you been up there?!?" She screeched. She tried to remember how many times she'd picked her wedgies. Great.

"Relax. I just got here. I do have a life." He grumbled, unhappy with her reaction. She calmed down a bit, realizing her mistake. Why the hell would he watch her the entire time? No one was that interested in her. Not even her inner self liked her that much.

She sighed, inspecting her cuts.

"Let me see." She jumped at the sound of his voice. Wasn't he just in a tree? How the hell did he…? She shook her head, turning towards the boy. He grabbed her right arm and examined her wounds. He hadn't realized that the sleeve of his sweatshirt had slipped off, but she did. She wished she hadn't. It was hard to miss the deep cuts on his wrists. Sakura felt sick.

To know that he was driven so far that he felt he had to injure himself? It made her want to vomit. He let go of her arm and snorted.

"They're not bad." She wanted to help him so bad it hurt. She acted on impulse.

To say he didn't expect to feel her arms around him was an understatement. He tensed, unsure of how to react. He pulled away quicker than he wanted to.

"What are you doing." It was spoken as more of a statement than a question. His voice was cold. It lacked the playfulness he'd had just seconds before.

"I'm sorry. Uh, I don't really know… um… It's past lunch right? Do you wanna maybe go get-" Sasuke's cell phone rang, thankfully cutting Sakura off. Was she really about to ask him to lunch? Did she have a death wish?

"How did you get my cell phone number, dobe…. What? What'd you do? …Idiot…" He sighed, rolling his eyes. "I'm on my way." He turned to Sakura.

"Naruto made the Hyuga girl faint. I assume you want to help. They're at the cafeteria." Sakura sighed, following Sasuke to the brown building in the center of the campsite.

When they arrived, the blonde boy was holding Hinata in his arms. He had a look of pure horror on his face. Sakura rushed forward to help her friend.

"Take her back to the room. I'll hold open the door." Sasuke stepped forward to help the panicked blonde. He took Hinata's feet as Naruto held her head. Moving slowly, they moved the pale Hyuga to her room. Sakura held open the door as Sasuke and Naruto set her down on the bed.

"Naruto, you are truly dead last."