Lovesick: (Sasuke X Saizo)

Lovesick: (Sasuke X Saizo) - ONE SHOT (END)

CHAPTER 1

Dodge left

Dodge right

Jab

Jab

Duck

Left hook

Saizo had been working with Barbatos on his battle techniques for the past few weeks. When it came to the art of defense, few were as well-versed as the Phantom.

"Keep your bloody arms up!" Barbatos commanded, raining down blow after blow.

For a daemon with a specialty in defense, the Phantom had an offense that was just as lethal. Barbatos kept his long black claws retracted, preventing any unnecessary blood from being drawn. Saizo was grateful for it since he was currently getting his ass handed to him by the Phantom.

Saizo blocked left, his eyes flashing with momentary surprise when he realized Barbatos had faked left, only to connect a hard right hook to Saizo's face. His jaw would have been broken if the Phantom hadn't pulled back ever so slightly just before he made contact. It did, however, jar his teeth violently, setting his entire skull vibrating.

Saizo stumbled back, blinking to clear his vision as he struggled to regain his composure. He was already suffering from exhaustion, and despite the debilitating hit, Barbatos showed no signs of backing down.

"You got to keep moving!" Barbatos shouted. "If you can't defend and you can't attack, you can at least try to avoid another blow!"

Saizo dodged just in time to miss Barbatos' jab to his face, only to catch two swift htis to the ribs. The first jab knocked most of the air from his body, and the second took care of the rest. Saizo hit the ground with such force that for a moment he swore he saw stars.

"Damn it!" Barbatos exclaimed. "You alright? I hit you harder than I meant to!"

Saizo sucked in painful gulps of air, afraid to move for a moment in case he'd broken a rib or two.

"I'm fine." He managed to get out after a few seconds. "I could use a hand up though."

Barbatos took Saizo's outstretched hand, pulling him to his feet. He winced in pain, earning an apologetic look from the Phantom.

"Sorry," Barbatos chuckled, "but you're kind of making it easy for me this morning. You seem kind of distracted. Is everything alright?"

"I'm said I'm fine." Saizo repeated heatedly, taking up his defensive position once more. "Again." He directed.

Barbatos frowned. "As much as I enjoy kicking your ass, I suggest we take a break before I accidently kill you."

"Let's go!" Saizo insisted, slamming his fist into his hand. "I can take it!"

"No," Barbatos replied, grabbing his towel off the bench and wiping the sweat from his brow. "You can't."

Saizo growled in frustration, shoving Barbatos roughly in the arm. "Come on!"

Barbatos' claws immediately extended; his crimson eyes flashing a warning. The Phantom wasn't the kind of daemon you wanted to piss off, but at the moment Saizo didn't care. He was on edge; every part of his being desperate to do…something!

Without thinking, Saizo swung on Barbatos. The Phantom dodged easily, snatching Saizo's arm mid-strike. Twisting the arm behind Saizo's back, he wrapped his other hand around his neck. The claw of the Phantom's thumb dug painfully into the flesh of Saizo's throat, causing a thin line of blood to trickle down his neck.