Hi!

Well,

I have to say I was speechless when I saw the reviews for the last chapter….

I'm so HAPPY (I almost fell from the couch when I checked the reviews!)

I would like to thank;

Sakurablossom25

Midnight Angel Sakura

GreeceSJL

Wealse-chan

DarkNinjaz7

Thaaaaaaaaaaank you!

ENJOY

Team seven sped through the forest heading for the medic's tents. Leading the way was Konoha's orange clad shinobi, his bright smile could make the sun ashamed and the sparkle adorning his blue eyes could make the stars want to hide in the darkness.

Behind him followed the copy ninja, his smile was well hidden behind his black mask. But his sole black eye was softened with the feeling of being whole. He smiled for himself, not for the world to see. He smiled in a way only a father he watched from the sidelines, yet he was always there for his team.

To his left was the only girl- no woman- of his team, wearing a small smile she enjoyed the feeling of the air stroking her face. She felt like a child again, innocent, pure, happy, she felt that if she let herself go, she could float up in the sky and lay down on the soft clouds without a single care in the world.

A few steps behind there was another male, someone who held great power. His expert eyes were trained on the form of his pink haired teammate. His face held a stoic expression but his blood was boiling and flowing frantically in his veins.

They reached their destination and scattered, the silver haired man went to report to the higher ups while the blond boy left to get healed. The remaining two spent a couple of minutes in utter silence, before the voice of the pinkette cut through it like a knife.

"Let's go, you need healing as well…" She considered taking his hand, but thought better of it, deciding to let him follow instead. He did follow and she led him in a more silent place, where they didn't need to worry about someone recognizing him and throwing a tantrum.

He jumped up and sat on the lowest branch of a tree and she followed suit, copying his movements. Her hands glowed green and she placed them softly on his right hand. The wounds there were quite serious, the skin of his hand was burned and almost completely torn and some of the bones were fractured. Moving up she was met with countless small scratches that were oozing blood. She concentrated at the task at hand.

He watched her as she worked, her face, her eyes, her gentle movements. Her eyes were glued to his hand and her eyebrows slightly furrowed. The black shirt she had on was complementing her soft features. His own eyes tailed lower, taking in her feminine curves and her slender legs.

She was beautiful indeed, more beautiful than he recalled, but to him nothing on her could even compete with her eyes. He couldn't find the words to describe how they made him feel, maybe because he wasn't used to this feelings.

"What are you going to do now?" Her voice stroked his ears and he almost closed his eyes in surrender. Almost being the key word, after all he was still Uchiha Sasuke.

"I don't know, I'll decide when Kakashi comes back." She nodded and although she tried to look confident, he could still tell that something was bothering her.

He wanted to ask her, but something held him back, it was a piece of him that thought it was none of his business. One look was all it took to scatter that piece in oblivion, but by the time he decided to open his mouth, she had already finished bandaging his arm.

"All right, finished!" She patted the bandages and smiled.

"Saku-"

"Yo!" Their sensei greeted cheerfully, but he quickly put his cheerful self aside, making them both tense.

"I hate to interrupt you, but we have a problem. The revived Madara is still out there, he is currently fighting the five Kages" The Uchiha tensed even more at the newfound piece of information.

"What are we going to do Kakashi-sensei?"

"You are going in to heal Naruto, the other medics seem to be facing problems." She nodded and jumped off the branch. Pausing mid-step she threw a last pleading look back at her only love and hurried to the tent that her friend was.

"Don't worry, you will get it eventually…" The jonin smiled slightly at his student and allowed himself a brief moment to enjoy the confusion that decorated the younger male's face. Then he jumped up and disappeared, just as suddenly as he appeared.

The other man sat casually at the branch wondering how on earth his sensei could know what was bothering him. He couldn't be that easy to read, can he?

He sighed, that old man was always a mystery to him. Speaking of mysteries…

What was wrong with him?

Why did his heart suddenly thumped like there was no tomorrow when she was near him?

Why was logic forgotten every time she touched him?

Earlier that day, when he thought he killed her, his soul was ready to follow hers.

He slid his hands in his pockets and sighed, the last thing he needed at a time like that was to question his own sanity.

His fingers clenched and he felt a small object brush against his –just healed- skin. He trapped the item in his palm and lifted it up. Opening his hand, the first thought that crossed his mind was that someone was playing a joke to him.

More thoughts followed and somewhere in the river of words and feelings he found the answer that he had been searching for. He stood up and felt for his teammates' chakra. With the speed he was known for he followed the mental path to his team.

!

Naruto was healed and ready to conquer the whole shinobi world –too bad he was the hero-

By his side stood his sensei and his female teammate, currently, those two were engaged in a fierce argument. Said argument was no other than Sakura entering the war. He sighed, he still couldn't understand why Kakashi insisted on her staying right here, sure, he agreed that she shouldn't get involved with the biggest battles, but this was too much.

He was ready to grab the silver mop of hair and rush to the battlefield when the last member of team seven made his appearance.

"Oi, Kakashi-sensei, teme is here! We should go already!" He whined.

"What are you going to do, Sasuke?" The older male turned from the pinkette.

"I'll face Madara." The jonin closed his eyes, silently accepting the Uchiha's decision.

"OI TEME! You can't face him alone, we are going with you!"

"No, dobe, you and Kakashi are going to search for the masked 'Madara' I'll join you when I'm done."

"BUT TE-"

"Shut up dobe! He is an Uchiha and I will face him as an Uchiha, furthermore, I own it to my brother!" His tone spelt finality and the so called dobe kept his mouth shut.

"Okay, if you are both ready, we should leave." The copy ninja tried to ease the tension, but failed miserably.

"LET'S GO!" They made to leave before a soft voice stopped them.

"W-wait, Sasuke-kun…" Said male turned his attention to the source of this angelic voice and immediately he felt the same dreaded emotions he always felt when it came to her.

His heart sped up and clenched sending waves of sweet pain through his veins.

"Let's go Naruto!"

"Why not wait for teme?"

"We have our own mission, we don't have to wait!" Before the poor boy could object, the older man had already grabbed the front of his shirt and was dragging him away.

"Umm... I just wanted to tell you s-something..." the words felt heavy, and her chest was unable to accommodate them, her breathing got faster, but she knew she had to tell him.

He took a few steps forward and came to tower over her. Lifting one hand, he pulled a stray of hair out of her face and behind her ear.

"I'm coming back." His voice hid no lie and she knew he meant it. She smiled.

"I-" he cut her off with his lips.

Why did he kiss her?

This time he knew the answer and he hated himself for letting something like this happen to him, but it was too late now; he was far too deep to get out. And he never wanted to get out, he admitted bitterly to himself.

His lips kept moving against hers and out of reflex her hands were already around his neck. It was different than that night, back then they were desperate.

Desperate too feel each other.

Desperate to fill their empty sells.

Now they were whole and another feeling overshadowed that desperation.

Now they were just themselves.

He broke the kiss much to their disappointment. He reached inside his pocket and with his other hand he took one of hers. He cautiously placed something in her palm and curled her fingers closed.

"I'll be back." He told her firmly and took off.

She stood there, watching the place he occupied just moments ago. Sighing she brought her hand up to her face and opened it. What she found there confused her; it was a single silky petal.

A cherry blossom petal…

That's it!

And we have a kiss!

I don't really have anything to say except; NOOOOOOOOOO that damn snake is back T.T and I thought cats were supposed to have nine lives.

Madara summoning the ten-tails before getting the kyubi was something I expected, I even thought of adding it to chapter 15 (before reading the manga) but I thought who needs a giant beast when he has Madara to get rid of….

I should have added it though, maybe then I could get people to think I'm Kishimoto-san (hidden meaning: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO)