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"I don't understand," Sasuke huffed out as he evaded one of the many punches and kicks Kagome threw at him. "Why the sudden urge to train with us- me?"

Kagome rolled her eyes as she moved back a few spaces to give Sasuke time to catch his breath. Grabbing three of the borrowed kunai's in each hand, Kagome hoped his thoughts would stray from what he was currently intent on having answered. She smirked when realisation soothed into Sasuke.

"Hey!" He uncharacteristically pointed an accusing finger at her, "That's mine." Shrugging, Kagome did not lose her smirk.

"Yeah well, if you want it, catch it."

And as long as Sasuke good hold up his own against Kagome, he did. Fortunately, he didn't last too long and Kagome didn't have keep beating him down into the ground. She was no ninja, which was blatantly established, but that did not mean she was fully defenceless. Sesshomaru trained her and she survived the hell. He taught her stances and techniques that held no openings for attacks. It was full proof for offence and defence and despite the fact that her level of skill was nothing compared to Sesshomaru's (five years compared to centuries of training? Yeah she was no way near his level), but against ninjas, they were as good as dead- the power of being the Shikon Miko was just extra (cough-unwanted-cough) power.

Staring at the heaving Sasuke, Kagome blinked. Naruto gaped from the sidelines, unusually quiet for once and Kakashi…well, though paying attention, he had his nose stuck in that book of his. But to sense another shadowed into the trees had her elated.

'Boo-yeaahhh! Got you right where I want you, fucker! Not quite the genius, are you now? Pffft, can't believe he actually fell for it! I can already smell the sweet scent of victory!'

"Oh would you look at that, it seems you really do need more training. I'd be more than happy to train you, Sasuke!" She smiled innocently and prayed that this worked as well as catching her target's attention.

"I don't need your trai-"

"Yeah, you don't need to train the teme, Kagome. You can train me and I'll buy you lots and lots of ramen!"

Said teme glowered angrily, jumping into his feet with newfound determination and strength. He snorted.

"Dobe, Kagome is training with me. Go bribe someone else with your stupid ramen."

"Tch, oh yeah, now you wanna train with me." Asshole, Kagome thought, but did not say out loud.

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Itachi stared- no glared through the tree leaves and branches down at his brother's team with the fortunate sign of no pink, but unfortunately, his newest fan girl…or was she always a member and just chose now to strut out of her pathetic closet?

Though, he was intrigued with her skills.

Sasuke looked as if he was running out of jutsus or moves to try on her, and she had yet to break a sweat even though it was her who did most of the work in the battle. But, the most, and horrifying, part was how the sharingan had no effect on her. One, she probably had quite a powerful mental barrier (not that Sasuke was at any level to play games with someone's minds). Two, how was Sasuke supposed to copy Jutsus if she made no hand signs, or basically, used no jutsu? All she did was evade or swat away Sasuke's techniques and jump into close combat- either she failed in long range offence or preferred not to reveal any of her techniques, was well noted within his scheming brain.

Now, being the genius he was, Itachi was no fool. He was there when they started their little sparring. Actually, he was there stalking in the shadows (for the good of his brother- so he told himself) ever since she showed at their door announcing how she was going to be Sasuke's new training partner in replacement of the pink freak. Yes. She said that. Exact words.

To put it simply, she was just too obvious. He was rather disappointed when Sasuke didn't pick up on it. Even you would think it would be a bit too suspicious. And not to forget that she kept popping up everywhere, in his sight, alone, as if wanting for him to take in the bait- it was truly pathetic.

He watched the possessive nature overwhelm his little brother when he regarded the fox child with pure harshness and mockery. Soon, they disappeared and he anticipated for this. Sasuke retrieved back to the Uchiha compound to clean up, or further training. Naruto went off to the usual ramen stand. Kakashi, wherever he spent his personal time, vanished to continue his precious reading. And her. The fan girl. All alone…waiting…

He nearly scoffed.

Jumping down, he wasn't surprised when she didn't seem startled by his sudden appearance. She was waiting.

He levelled her with a glare. "You think you are so smart." He mocked. Her blue eyes shifted slightly, as if questioning him what he was talking about. "You think you can fool me into your prissy trap?" and she tensed. He smirked with satisfaction.

The fuck? How did he know? Okay…maybe he is the genius everyone recognizes him for….''

Itachi sneered.

"Your attempts to woo me are futile. I could care less if you trained Sasuke, your skills are nothing special," a lie, but Itachi won't be preaching that out anytime soon. "If you truly were a fan of mine, make my life easier and stop meddling where you aren't needed."

'…..Or maybe not….'

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