title: Born to Be Three
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH 2015
rating: K-M

summary: oo8: Some people get the smart kid for a lab partner. Sasuke got Sakura.

dedicated to: my baes on tumblr - i love you all!

NOTE THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE MONTH: I wanted to add Sarada in many of these prompts, because she's a part of this beautiful family too /sobs forever at my babies having babies/ but sometimes I either couldn't find a way to fit her in and, to be honest, I have little experience writing about her! Hopefully that will change in the future!

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Mission Impossible

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Some people get the smart kid for a lab partner. Sasuke got Sakura.

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"Did you write down the formula?" Sasuke asked. His gloved hands carefully poured in the powdered mixture into the acid until it congealed into a thick, rusty paste. He set down his equipment and began to take notes on the newly formed solid.

"Of course not," Sakura snapped. "That's your own part. We both agreed that we'd split the parts evenly—I'm doing B, you're doing A. So why should I have to write down the formula for your part? Worthless," she said, muttering the last part to herself.

Sasuke rested his safety goggles over his forehead. His face bore heavy line marks, which Sakura couldn't help but think was absolutely hilarious. He didn't seem to find her humor amusing, however, especially in the gravity of their situation.

"We're working on this project together. That means that we're getting the same grade no matter how much or how little—" he gave her a glare. "—we each put in. So, in essence, you're just as responsible for helping me with my section as you are for yours."

Sakura crossed her arms. "Why didn't you just do the whole thing yourself, then? You wouldn't have to deal with my bitching, and we would both get passing grades. That's what you're striving for, right?"

You are incorrigible, Sasuke thought. Always finding ways to poke holes in things.

"I'm not letting you get rewards for things you haven't earned," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Please," Sakura groaned, rolling her eyes. "We all know that if this were a solo project, I would pass with flying colors anyway. So what difference does it make that we're doing it together?"

Sasuke growled. "We'll talk later." He put his goggles back on and went back to his paste, observing it from all angles, while Sakura began to mix her acids together.

"Careful with that," Sasuke muttered, despite his frustration towards her. "It can really hurt you if it gets on your skin."

"I know," Sakura seethed. "I'm not stupid."

Sasuke ignored her. "Tch."

They worked individually in silence as test tubes and equipment clinked and clanked across the lab. A few minutes later, Sasuke, whose focus was now on the solid turned back into liquid, reached across the table for a stirrer. His hand pried, eyes looking straight, until he heard a shriek and the sound of broken glass.

"Holy shit!" Sakura shrieked. The acids she was working with lay amongst the broken flask, but that wasn't the biggest problem. Her thin, yellow shirt suffered a wet stain. Sasuke panicked, knowing that direct contact with skin caused excruciating pain and damage. He reached for the emergency shower and pulled, dragging Sakura under the beating water.

"Take off your shirt," he ordered.

"What?" she cried. "Are you crazy?"

"Are you? Do you realize how dangerous that stuff is?" He pinned her elbows back and started for the hem of her shirt, lifting up.

"Hey!" Sakura shouted. "Don't touch me!"

"Look, as much as we dislike each other, I'm not going to let you get hurt because of your own stupidity!" Sasuke struggled to unclothe her and protect the skin over her stomach, but Sakura pulled away.

Her folded arms did nothing to hide the vanilla bra cupping her dainty breasts together. In fact, her torso was so wet that her shirt clung, see-through, over the curves of her chest and accentuated them nicely. Sasuke gulped.

"You pervert!" Sakura shrieked. "You just wanted to see my boobs!"

"No, that's not it," Sasuke said. "I'm trying to help you!"

"By what?" Sakura cried. "Getting me wet and looking at me like…that?"

Sasuke threw his hands up in frustration. "You had acid on you! You screamed!"

"I only screamed because your hand bumped my flask and smashed it! I didn't get acid on me. The stain you saw was only water. Shit, Sasuke." She turned off the shower, shivering in the cold. "But, you know, it's nice to see that you cared. Even if it wasn't on your own will."

Sasuke said nothing. He shook off his sweatshirt and wrapped it around her, making sure to cover her chest. She nodded in appreciation and cloaked it over her body, sighing in satisfaction.

"I…just wanted to make sure you were okay," he said. "You are, right?"

"Mm, yeah. But I don't think that," Sakura said, nodding over to her experiment and broken glass. "Is anymore. To make up for ogling me, you can redo my part. Actually, since you're already half-finished with the project, why don't you take on the other half?"

Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows. "I regret pitying you."

Sakura smirked, clutching the sweatshirt tighter to her. "Get to work, partner."

updates come regularly on tumblr for each day. I'm lazy at uploading on ff, but rest assured everything will be up by the end of this month. XD