Team 7 Training Ground.

I use my Shadow Clone jutsu, and tell them to go and train. Then, I start working on a new jutsu, the Fuuton Bunshin no Jutsu(Wind Clone Jutsu). I send my wind chakra into a solid form, but accedentaly add my shadow in it, creating the Shadow Wind Clone Jutsu.

"you idiot!"

"What was that, Sasuke-baka?!" I yell angrily. "You're just mad because I invented a new jutsu!" I grin smugly.

"Yeah?" I ask. "Well can you do fire jutsu?"

*I walk along in the background untill I notice Naruto and quickly jump behind a tree to watch him*

I sweatdrop. "Erm..... Oh, yea! I can do one! It's called the Flame Shot Jutsu. I make fire shoot in a trail out of my arms." I say smugly.

wow * I whisper quetly*

"Well whatever you can do, I can do it better" I yell.

Slowly walking up, the pink haired teen, tapped Hinata on the shoulder. "Hey, Hinata! What are you doing here?"

*I jump and turn to Sakura blushing* I was-I was just- ummmm... please don't tell him...

I notice Hinata behind a tree. "Hey Hinata! What are you doing?"

*I jump and look around at Sasuke* Oh I- um I was... *I quickly glance over at Naruto and run off*

"Wait, Hinata!" Sakura turned and called out to the purple haired teen, but sighed. "Oh well..." Turning around, she smiled at Sasuke and waved. "Hi, Sasuke!"

Hi! Whats up?

"Nothing really." She shook her head a bit, smiling softly.

"Cool. I hope Naruto does not see you.... He'll go crazy"

"That knuckle head?" She let out a laugh, before frowning. "I could care less, Sasuke."

"Everyone says you like him. And of course he likes you.... And now he knows you like him...."

"Sasuke! What are you saying?!" She took a step back, totally surprised. "I do not like Naruto! And anyway, even if I did, he likes Hinata."

"He likes Hinata, but he is crazy about you. Ever since the first day of school"

"Sasuke, I'm over Sakura. I was tired of regection, so I wondered, 'why do I like her anyways?' Then it hit me, I don't. I love her as a sister and a friend, thats all." I say angrily.

"Ok, I'm sorry." I say, embarrassed for getting the facts wrong. I walk away.