[He jumps onto the blade of a great axe- the surface wide enough that in the swing it makes he's able to use it like a stepping stone, springing from the carved metal to the soldier at the other end. She reminds him, in the space between one heartbeat and the next, of Sakura-chan, and maybe that's why Naruto smashes the back of her head with the hilt of his blade instead of killing her. His knees are high, mid-leap when they connect. As she goes down her hands loosen on the handle and the axe goes flying, cleaving the lancer that's spotted Sasuke.
The grin he flashes at Sasuke while the lancer buckles is every boyish taunt they're still flinging at each other.]
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The grin he flashes at Sasuke while the lancer buckles is every boyish taunt they're still flinging at each other.]
Don't worry Sasuke, I'll protect you.