Ocean Of Blood And Fire [Sasusaku]

Chapter Eight: Switch P.O.V.

A/N: Okay, so this chapter didn't actually happen in either the manga or anime, but this is a fanfic so it doesn't matter. Cuz there are a lot, and I do mean a LOT of Sasusaku moments. Like, this whole chapter is nothing but one big fat Sasusaku moment. 🤪😃 Anyways, enjoy!

Sakura's P.O.V:
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I groaned as I slumped against a tree trunk, breathing heavily. I was sweating freely due to the exertion of our 'team bonding' exercise.

We were sparring. All four of us- Kakashi included.

By this point, I had sparred with Naruto twice and Kakashi once. I know, lucky me...

Every time, Naruto conjured up at least six clones and I would fight every single one of them. So technically, I'd sparred with Naruto twelve times, which, let me tell you, is not as fun as it sounds.

And that's saying something, seeing as how sparring with Naruto doesn't sound fun in the first place.

So there I sat, against the tree, huffing and puffing away after finally, finally! getting rid of the last clone, the real Naruto on the ground gasping for air, his seemingly endless energy having finally run out.

"One... more... time..." he panted.

Or not.

"That's two wins... against zero, Naruto... I win..."

He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off when Kakashi flung Sasuke into Naruto, sending the two boys tumbling over each other into the tree behind them.

Not even breathing hard, Kakashi snapped his book shut and casually said, "That's five wins for me, zero for you. My, my, how the Uchiha clan has fallen."

Sasuke quickly untangled himself from where him and Naruto were sprawled out, fire in his eyes and a kunai in his hand. But Kakashi dismissively waved him off, not looking up from his book. "You spar with Sakura. I haven't beaten Naruto up yet."

Sasuke scowled and Naruto shouted "HEY!" indignantly.

I looked on with interest. I was looking forward to fighting Sasuke, to be honest. He was talented, I had to admit.

But I was better. I had to be better.

Sasuke walked over to me, still scowling slightly. The grip he had on the kunai was making his knuckles turn white. I wasn't sure if we were going to spar or fight to the death.

"Sasuke, you look tense."

He raised his eyebrow in a sarcastic expression. "Wow, really?"

I looked at him, unamused.

"Hn. Let's just get this over with. After I beat you, I'm going back to beat Kakashi."

I accidentally let a small laugh bubble up from my throat, unable to suppress it.

"Uh, sorry." I said, forcing the smile off my face as he stared at me. It was silent for a few moments, other than the noises coming from Naruto as he tried in vain to beat Kakashi.

We ignored them, watching each other.

He stared deep into my eyes. It was uncanny how he seemed able to read every secret I held, as if they were written right there in front of him. It was kind of mesmerizing, though, however uncanny it might have been. His eyes were an onyx color, deep and mysterious. There was a light of intelligence in them, along with an ever-present hardness.