This is my first Naruto Fanfic, so… Please comment! Thank you!
Sakura yawned and stretched. Then winced.
Her foot hurt. Her right foot, to be exact. She accidentally injured herself during the mission yesterday.
Yesterday…
She blushed when she saw her injured foot.
She and Sasuke had been separated from the others during the mission. It was then when she slipped on a stone and twisted her ankle. Sasuke had bandaged her foot… and…
"Seriously, Sakura. Can you walk?"
"I-OW!"
She'd slipped again, this time because of the pain. Sasuke caught her just in time.
"Sorry—OW OW OW OW!"
Sasuke sighed. Then he carried a surprised Sakura on his back.
"Sasuke, um, you don't have to do—AHHH!"
He had sped off without warning, leaping from tree to tree.
"Sasuke! You should've at least warned m-' Then she bit her lip. What was she thinking? This was an once-in-a-lifetime chance to get close to Sasuke, and she's going to ruin it by offending him.
"You're saying?"
"Nothing! Ha-ha, I was saying thanks."
"SAKURA! HEY, SAKURA!"
A loud voice disrupted her thoughts. A familiar, annoying voice.
NARUTO!
Sakura managed to wobble to her balcony and yell, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME AT 7:30AM IN THE MORNING, IDIOT!"
Naruto looked injured. "I was… I… I am just asking how your foot is."
Sakura immediately felt ill-mannered. "Sorry."
Naruto didn't respond. They were silent for a while.
Then suddenly, Naruto threw a bottle at Sakura, and she nearly sprained her left foot catching it.
"What—' Sakura was about to yell again when she caught sight of the label on the bottle.
"Oilment For Injured Muscles. Apply twice a day and see results!"
"Naruto…" She started, but the blond boy was gone.
That was really sweet of him, Sakura thought as she placed the bottle on her bedside table.
Meanwhile...
Sasuke munched his cornflakes slowly, thinking of what happened yesterday.
He'd bandaged Sakura's foot.
Then he saw her looking embarrassed.
And cute.
Then he felt feelings that he'd never felt in his life.
Then, for some reason, he'd carried Sakura on his back without even thinking.
Then, when he got home that night, he couldn't help worrying and tossing in his sleep.
THEN, to his dismay, he found out he was actually worrying about Sakura's foot.
"Huh?"
He found out that he had written Sakura on the butter.
"AGRH! Why am I doing this?" He moaned, wiping his finger on a cloth.
He started chewing his cornflakes again.
Much...
Much...
Muc…
"… I wonder how Sakura's foot is…"
Then he realised what he'd said and choked.
Why am I saying THIS?
"OI, SASUKE!"
The yell startled him and he nearly choked on his cornflakes.
"SASUKE!"
Sasuke took his bag from the table and stomped to the window.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"I'M TELLING YOU, I'VE GOTTEN ONE STEP CLOSER TO SAKURA'S HEART BY OFFERING HER CARE AND CONCERN TO HER WOUNDED SOUL!"
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS! SCRAM!"
"You…!" Naruto's eyes widened.
"What?"
Naruto looked surprised, then angry, then amused.
"You DO care, don't you?"
"WHAT?"
"IT'S WRITTEN ALL OVER YOUR FACE! AND YOU'RE HOLDING A BOTTLE OF MEDICAL OILMENT!"
Sasuke blinked. He saw the yellow bottle he was holding—and I would like to mention, the very same KIND of bottle Naruto gave to Sakura earlier.
He screamed.