Summary: When a certain member of team 7 falls sick while on a mission, it's up to his teammates and sensei to get him to recover of course physically… but also mentally. (Fearful Sasuke) (Fluff) His more tense actions don't appear until further into the story

3rd's POV

It was becoming evening in Konoha, a cool breeze blew across the village's crowded streets. Dark clouds hovered above the Hokage monument whilst birds from above swooped down at their prey, ignoring the heavy storm that was approaching. Just like how the bird were ignoring the storm, Sasuke walked through the streets to his home, he passed Naruto at Ichiraku as usual, ignored one of the blonde's offers to eat with him and continued to stroll off. He finished the final day of training alone, Kakashi wasn't around for a small period due to a mission, so he relied on himself to keep going, tomorrow though the masked nin would return and go back to normal training sessions with his team. While Sasuke walked he would mutter small words with a face of grimace each time another breeze blew passed him. 'Stupid,' 'cold,' 'annoying,' the Uchiha was not in the mood for the weather which was for sure about to take over. Then what he had dreaded the most arrived, a small droplet of water plummeted onto his nose, it grew until the ground below him became drenched. He let out a frustrated sigh and began to walk faster, beginning to regret that he didn't pack any rain gear or at least an umbrella while he went training. His body began to feel less warm and more drained, if he didn't get to his apartment sooner Sasuke would catch a cold, and the male knew it too. His blue shirt was soaked and his shorts were turning gray from the dampness the water gave it. Black raven hair stuck to his forehead, his bangs were wet and sticky. Sasuke always knew his apartment was far away from where he trained, but of all days all he wished was for it to be right in front of him.

Finally after another few more minutes of walking through the rain, the Uchiha entered his home and turned on the lights, he took off his sandals and put them on a small shoe rack. From his fatigue he went straight into his room and put all his training gear away, then fell onto his bed with no other thought.

Forgetting to change into warmer dry clothes, he tried to sleep through the rest of the night as his body continued to toss and turn, and attempted once more to find another cool spot in the bed. Subconsciously he kicked his blanket off, and shivered as thunder echoed outside into the hellsome night. Was he hot or cold? Sasuke couldn't decide at that point, his body and mind were too weak to bother thinking and registering an answer. He sighed painfully at the fact he knew he wouldn't be able to train the following morning, and admitted only to himself that he had caught a bad draft. His team won't need to know anything, he thought. It's not their business, was what he told himself to make him feel better about the situation. It was clear to him he was definitely not fond of illness, but knew he had no other choice to get out of it.

As the morning sun rose through the Uchiha's dark curtains, a new day arised. Sunlight glistered on top of Sasuke's raven hair. He groaned quietly and opened his eyes quickly to see the overload of brightness that he expected fill his room. His observations the previous night were correct. He really did catch a 'draft'. Boy was he going to hate it. He forced himself out of bed tiredly and staggered to his mirror, taking an eyeful of how bad he really looked. He grimaced at his sickly pale skin. After scanning his entire look Sasuke went and finally changed into some dry set of clothes, looked at his clock and flinched slightly, of course he was late. He tiredly ran over to the front of his house, put his sandals on and dashed outside. The sun beat down on him painfully. Why all of the sudden did the weather hate him so much? He pondered frustratedly. He then felt a tickle in his nose, dreading, he winced because it was obvious that it would take out a lot of his remaining strength to sneeze.

After hitching for many moments, a "hha..Hae'ikshoo!" doubled him over and made him grunt in pain. People around him in the village would've thought they need to get themselves checked. Sasuke Uchiha sneezing? It was almost impossible to believe. He continued to walk to the training grounds with his head down. Could it be that he was flustered? No. Uchihas don't get flustered, was what he fed himself. Sasuke ignored it and prepared himself to act fine around his team. Once he arrived straight away he saw a worrisome Sakura, an aggravated Naruto and even his sensei Kakashi.

"Sasuke! Come on even Kakashi-sensei managed to get here before you dattebayo! What were you doing?!" the blonde yelled angrily at his teammate before taking another look further into his appearance, he then fell silent and tilted his head in confusion "Nani?" He whispered quietly, something about his rival was different, and Naruto could tell. Sakura then got closer to Sasuke and decided to demonstrate what she believed Naruto should have stated.

"Don't bother about him Sasuke-kun, I'm sure you have good reasoning!" She said emphasising words in her sentence to make Naruto realise her point, he then pouted to the side. Sakura then took a better look at the raven herself along with Kakashi who stayed silent behind them witnessing everything, his eye darkened slightly and observed the rather tired looking boy. The masked nin then decided to brush it off and carry on with their task for the day.

"All right then, the fifth hokage has assigned us with a mission in the Land of Water, apparently some rouge shinobi had infiltrated the outskirts of the village and so to give our village a good reputation it was best we come in and help considering how little they are working with right now," Kakashi finished and looked at his team who nodded at the task, except for the raven who more or less panted and tilted his head up and down. At that gesture Sakura decided she had enough of the unusual feeling he gave off, his chakra had been sending an uncomfortable vibe to his entire team since he had arrived. Sasuke especially, had dark and mysterious chakra, through that morning it felt almost exhausted, weak and gave off a pale murky colour. It was by far enough to concern the pinkette.

"Sasuke-kun.." She started quietly, she went to open her mouth to talk again but he interrupted.

"It's fine." he answered in his usual cold tone, though it taunted distress and strain. She frowned and went to move his dark hair out of the way of his forehead, though as she moved her hand increasingly closer to his head Sasuke snapped. He grabbed hold of it by the wrist.

"I said it's fine Sakura," he answered again, that time was more stern and much colder. Sakura looked at him slightly hurt by his reaction, but nodded in understanding. Though, later on she was going to for sure get a better look. Naruto from the side glared at Sasuke.

"Don't do that to Sakura-chan, teme!" He muttered angrily at the male, who stared back at him tiredly. The blonde froze for a moment and put his arm he was pointing with down and tilted his head in confusion once more, he blinked and put it back up."Oi! Quit doing that to me dattebayo!" He said referring to the same face he was given last time. Of course unless it was needed Naruto wouldn't express concern for his rival, though it was didn't mean he didn't feel any at all. Kakashi sighed,

"Alright then you lot, let's go!"