Play To Win [Rewrite] || Naruto Fanfic

Uchiha

The rumbling tremors of explosions, the shouts of anger and searing katon drowned out her worries, focusing on the wound at her lower body. There was a pool of blood where she sat, some of it already congealed from how long the battle was going on for.

Deidara thought she was dead.

And she felt so guilty for it.

The only way she could apologize was to save his life. This conviction spiraled more healing chakra to her fingers, her palms gently hovering where the chokuto had pierced her. It was a delicate procedure since there was an entry point and exit point, but nothing could stop her from chewing through multiple chakra tablets she saved up for all of this.

The wound sizzled closed at her forced healing, her chakra, despite having the smooth texture of suiton, never quite could mold the delicate touch of iryo ninjutsu. There was a mild burn at each wound she stitched together, forcing the two pieces of flesh to mold into one.

Sweat dripped from her temple, her bangs doused from her overexertion and blood loss. She felt so cold. With a small glance up, she noted the several large craters that littered the once nice green clearing of grass. In the distance, she could spot both boys in the air, trading explosive blows of taijutsu.

Sasuke was strong enough to suppress much of Deidara's C1s and C2s, only able to katsu a few explosions that forced Sasuke to shunshin several times in split seconds that left Sasuke over relying on his Sharingan to ground him.

Deidara's signature C2 Dragon was popping out guided missiles without rest, each explosion rumbled the ground she rested on. His dragon lazily circled around the area as Sasuke dodged each missile and eyed carefully at the minefield down below. Aerial attacks and ground attacks forced Sasuke to release his Cursed Seal, his body warping gray and wings erupting from his back.

She closed her eyes, focusing on her plan. It was only soon that Sasuke would down Deidara's aerial advantage and force the blonde to go to extreme methods of C4 Karura. Then she saw it, his dragon falling to the ground, Deidara pinned with two large fuma shuriken. Explosions ran out, a mushroom cloud of dust in the sky.

A lone figure pierced past the cloud, Deidara on a smaller bird.

Before she could process, he stabbed his arms into his pouch, consuming his detonation clay.

She sprung up, watching her stupid favorite blonde vomit out his stupid detonation clay that formed into a skyscraper Deidara, blank eyes and ready to blow. She had to get out of here, now. She sprinted into the forest, she knew what his C4 was capable of. The large clay sculpture of himself would disintegrate into finer particles that one couldn't see without a microscope, and breathing in the clay would attack someone on the molecular level, its tiny explosions breaking down each cell until that person would disintegrate.

At some point after ducking into a tree just on the other side of the clearing, Sasuke had managed to get onto Deidara's flying clay bird and stabbed a chidori through Deidara's clone. It was a whole mess of genjutsu and sneaky tricks, with Deidara devouring Sasuke in his clay before letting his true C4 run rampant.

His body flew through the sky as he inelegantly landed on his feet in a low crouch, muttering about how he had won and finally beat the Sharingan.

Only for Sasuke to come out of the bushes and land a hard sucker-punch to his face, the two boys gasped for breath, all dirty, tousled and bleeding from various points and rolling on the floor.

Why were all boys like this?

"You brothers piss me off!" Deidara shouted, "Those eyes! That overconfident eye irritates me! Denying my art... those eyes show absolutely no respect for my art." He ripped his shirt off to reveal a stitched chest, his hand-mouth tearing open the stitches before his other hand dug into his clay pouch one last time.