Akihime huffed, ignoring the stupid nagging feeling she always got whenever she was done yelling or beating on Amaya. "If she did her job, I wouldn't have to be so mean." She told herself
Amaya worked to clean her wounds, and once she was done, she begain to tidy up the room she was in; Akihime had trashed it a bit while enraged about Amaya being gone for so long, but she didn't mind too much.
((She's so precious, I hate being so mean to her!))
"Still don't believe me?" Sasuke's voice called, "She insulted you and called you useless. If I didn't need you around were her exact words if I remember right. She could toss you away without a second thought and not give two shits."
"Shut your mouth Sarutobi!" She stood quickly, knocking the chair back. "You've no idea what she's given up! You know nothing of the good deeds she's done!"
This seemed to push Amaya over the rails as she leapt at him, slamming her fist into the side of his face and tumbling out of the rafters with him in her grasp.
Amaya usually would've been able to work through a hit like that with no problem, but Sasuke had landed his hit right on her wound, opening it up partially. Holding her side as she staggered to her feet, she glared death. "I will not have you speak ill of my master..!"
"Your master is a heartless bitch and until I see her do anything that says otherwise, I'll speak as much ill as I please. What are you going to do? Bleed on me?" He sneered
Amaya felt hatred for Sasuke, wanted to make him hurt as much as his words about Akihime did, but he was right. She was bleeding again, and the pain made her nearly want to pass out right there, but she managed to stay on her feet. "Fuck you.."
Amaya groaned as she collapsed to her knees, head spinning. She tried to steady herself with the wall and bring herself back to her feet, but it didn't exactly work out.
Amaya leaned against the wall, watching Sasuke with blurred vision without arguing, but when he reached for her wound, she put all her strength into kicking him away from her.