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Sakura sighed in contentment as the hot water ran down her body; she hadn't felt this good in a looong time. She grabbed a shampoo bottle and began to massage her scalp with the sweet smelling lather.

You do know that Sasuke is probably pissed as HELL outside that door right now right? Her inner said.

Sakura smiled to herself, Which is why I'm going to take my dear, sweet time in the shower so he can feel the pain of that broken jaw I just gave him.

Her inner cackled wickedly.

Sakura finished up her shower and proceeded to dry herself off and get dressed. She didn't bother to zip up her shirt, she was still hot from the shower, so she left it open revealing her black fishnet shirt and black bra. To hell with Sasuke.

She opened the door of the bathroom and was surprised that she wasn't immediately attacked by an angry Sasuke. She looked around for a moment before shrugging and making her way over to her backpack for her hairbrush. However, before she could straighten up, she felt the sharp edge of a sword being pressed to her throat.

Sakura smirked," I was wondering when you'd attack me."

She heard no reply from the raven-haired man, and he made no move to slit her throat, so she stood up and turned to face him. The left side of his jaw was very badly swollen, which is probably why he didn't say anything to her.

He pushed the katana harder into her throat," Fix it."

Sakura smiled at him sweetly," And why should I do that? You think that just because I loved you when we were younger that I would accept you back with open arms?" Sakura's voice began to rise with anger.

"You have to be the world's biggest ass-"

Sakura didn't get to finish her curse as Sasuke pushed her against the wall, hand at her throat, glaring holes into her face. Sakura glared right back, firm in her resolve to let Sasuke suffer, even for a little while.

"Fix it," he growled at her through clenched teeth.

Sakura pouted and crossed her arms," No."

Sasuke's hand tightened around her throat and Sakura could feel herself working harder to breathe.

"Okay, okay. I'll fix it."

Sasuke let her throat go and set her back on her feet. Sakura rubbed her throat and glared at Sasuke before walking over to the lamp and turning it on. She asked him to sit on the bed and began to turn his head this way and that to get a look at his jaw before she began to heal it.

"Alright, I have to set it before I heal it or it'll heal wrong. It will hurt," she warned him.

Sasuke merely grunted in response. Sakura took it as a sign to continue so she turned his head into her stomach (Sasuke blushed a little bit because his face was practically in her breasts (again!) but he wouldn't admit to it). Sakura placed her fingers along his jaw line.

"Alright," she began, "it's dislocated and fractured along the bone, so I'm going to pop it back into place before I heal it."

She felt Sasuke nod against her stomach. She secured her grip on his jaw and told him to take a deep breath. On the count of three she pulled up and a loud POP was heard.

Sasuke grunted, but Sakura just shushed him and began channelling chakra into her hands to heal the fracture. As she stood there she thought about how angry she was at herself.

Ugh, I'm such an idiot. I should be furious with him, but I just can't bring myself to hate him.

That's what I've been saying this whole time girly. You two need to sit down and talk.

Talk about what?

Everything.

Sakura frowned, that conversation would take a while, and she couldn't guarantee that Sasuke felt for her what she did for him. He would probably just leave after she finished healing him. That thought made her frown deeper.

After 10 minutes or so his jaw was fully healed. Sakura stepped back and pulled out the chair and sat down in front of Sasuke, who was still seated on the edge of the bed. She rested her elbows on her knees and looked at Sasuke.

"What do you want from me?" she asked simply.

Sasuke could only stare back. The eyes that once stared lovingly at him were now filled with hurt, sadness, and, most of all, confusion.

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Sakura sighed in contentment as the hot water ran down her body; she hadn't felt this good in a looong time. She grabbed a shampoo bottle and began to massage her scalp with the sweet smelling lather.

You do know that Sasuke is probably pissed as HELL outside that door right now right? Her inner said.

Sakura smiled to herself, Which is why I'm going to take my dear, sweet time in the shower so he can feel the pain of that broken jaw I just gave him.

Her inner cackled wickedly.

Sakura finished up her shower and proceeded to dry herself off and get dressed. She didn't bother to zip up her shirt, she was still hot from the shower, so she left it open revealing her black fishnet shirt and black bra. To hell with Sasuke.

She opened the door of the bathroom and was surprised that she wasn't immediately attacked by an angry Sasuke. She looked around for a moment before shrugging and making her way over to her backpack for her hairbrush. However, before she could straighten up, she felt the sharp edge of a sword being pressed to her throat.

Sakura smirked," I was wondering when you'd attack me."

She heard no reply from the raven-haired man, and he made no move to slit her throat, so she stood up and turned to face him. The left side of his jaw was very badly swollen, which is probably why he didn't say anything to her.

He pushed the katana harder into her throat," Fix it."

Sakura smiled at him sweetly," And why should I do that? You think that just because I loved you when we were younger that I would accept you back with open arms?" Sakura's voice began to rise with anger.

"You have to be the world's biggest ass-"

Sakura didn't get to finish her curse as Sasuke pushed her against the wall, hand at her throat, glaring holes into her face. Sakura glared right back, firm in her resolve to let Sasuke suffer, even for a little while.

"Fix it," he growled at her through clenched teeth.

Sakura pouted and crossed her arms," No."

Sasuke's hand tightened around her throat and Sakura could feel herself working harder to breathe.

"Okay, okay. I'll fix it."

Sasuke let her throat go and set her back on her feet. Sakura rubbed her throat and glared at Sasuke before walking over to the lamp and turning it on. She asked him to sit on the bed and began to turn his head this way and that to get a look at his jaw before she began to heal it.

"Alright, I have to set it before I heal it or it'll heal wrong. It will hurt," she warned him.

Sasuke merely grunted in response. Sakura took it as a sign to continue so she turned his head into her stomach (Sasuke blushed a little bit because his face was practically in her breasts (again!) but he wouldn't admit to it). Sakura placed her fingers along his jaw line.

"Alright," she began, "it's dislocated and fractured along the bone, so I'm going to pop it back into place before I heal it."

She felt Sasuke nod against her stomach. She secured her grip on his jaw and told him to take a deep breath. On the count of three she pulled up and a loud POP was heard.

Sasuke grunted, but Sakura just shushed him and began channelling chakra into her hands to heal the fracture. As she stood there she thought about how angry she was at herself.

Ugh, I'm such an idiot. I should be furious with him, but I just can't bring myself to hate him.

That's what I've been saying this whole time girly. You two need to sit down and talk.

Talk about what?

Everything.

Sakura frowned, that conversation would take a while, and she couldn't guarantee that Sasuke felt for her what she did for him. He would probably just leave after she finished healing him. That thought made her frown deeper.

After 10 minutes or so his jaw was fully healed. Sakura stepped back and pulled out the chair and sat down in front of Sasuke, who was still seated on the edge of the bed. She rested her elbows on her knees and looked at Sasuke.

"What do you want from me?" she asked simply.

Sasuke could only stare back. The eyes that once stared lovingly at him were now filled with hurt, sadness, and, most of all, confusion.