Of Samurai and Shinobi

And yet another chapter X3
This was the final one of the ones I had written out already.

A little note to my readers, I can be a little busy from time to time and tend to be a slow updater. So if it takes a long time, don’t worry, I’m going to stick to my ficcage till the end ^_^

I’m doing this to improve my English and actually learn how to write >.>
*cough* and yes…

Chapter 11!

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Naruto POV

‘Who the hell is she?’
Naruto gazed upon the…lovely addition to the Uchiha family and the eldest of the two brothers.

>>>Earlier>>>

He hadn’t expected things to change this drastically in such a short amount of time…really he hadn’t. Not only did Sasuke’s mother sport some fancy new bruises, she seemed damn happy about them. Or at least about something.

He doubted it was because he had been declared “innocent” either.
Even Sasuke’s father seemed goddamn cheerful about something and even though he had known him for such a short amount of time, even he could tell that was an accomplishment worthy to be placed on the town bulletin boards.

“Hurry up woman! They’ll be expecting breakfast soon!”
Or cheerful-ish…

‘Doesn’t that guy ever give the woman a break? Sheez.’
“Oi, Sasuke, what’s with everyone being so friggin’ happy?”
Said brunet mumbled something about assholes and flatchested bitches before storming off to his room.

‘I can’t believe I’m saying this, but thank god at least he’s still normal.’

The head Uchiha walked out of the kitchen after ‘motivating’ his wife into working faster, not that it was humanly possible…

“Oh, it’s you…and your head’s still attached I see. How…nice.”

He had had enough…really. Naruto didn’t know if it was normal Uchiha behaviour to be annoying by nature, especially to him, or if they had eight foot poles crammed up their royal asses.

First Sasuke’s attempt at blackmailing, right after a batch of mood swings that could rival a pregnant woman’s fits any day. Then having to deal with his stuck-up father who was behaving even more weird then usual.

Worst of all, he couldn’t think of a clever come-back.
(AN: In other words I couldn’t come up with one lol)

“Did that old fossil cut of your tongue during the interrogations?”
He opened his mouth to answer, but then, as if he had jinxed it, a voice wounded from his left.

“And who would this be?”
“Ah, son, I see you’re awake. This would be Sasuke’s…friend. Now how is your wife doing this morning.”

“She’s quite well, thank you.”
The new person was almost a copy of Sasuke, well, a taller and scarier one anyways.
They had the same pale skin, dark eyes and hair and that weird Uchiha ‘grace’.
If one would call it that.

‘That’s Sasuke’s big brother? He’s huge!’
“Oh, honey, there you are.”

That’s when he came face to face with…’it’.


>>Current time>>


Now if it is one thing Uzumaki Naruto is good at, it’s telling a real smile from a fake one.
And that smile was DEFENITELY a fake.

‘The only fake thing she needs is a set of boobs.’

“Well, ‘friend of Sasuke’, I’d like you to meet my wife, Deidara.”
“Nice to meet you…”

He raised an eyebrow at the overly graceful bow. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have hardly believed someone could be this bad at acting.

Something was of with that ‘Deidara’ girl…
He bowed in return, to remain polite and slowly walked towards Sasuke’s room.
Or at least planned to before Sasuke’s father decided to remind him of his presence…

“Oh, and could you perhaps alert my son that his future wife will be arriving tomorrow?”
‘Future wife?!’

“S-sure…”
He could tell the threesome looked rather smug because of his shocked expression.

But honestly! That Sasuke! He had given up on trying to convince Sasuke into staying here, if anything, he had been more or less looking forward to having an actual friend – maybe something more – in Konoha and he forgets to mention he’s engaged? As in to be married?

Is that what Sasuke was so cranky about? Being found out by Naruto before he could have his ‘perverted ways’ with him?

‘That jerk.’

Now it was a certain blond shinobi’s turn to throw a fit…

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Sasuke POV

Upon hearing his father order his mother around, he had been painfully reminded that his time of ‘departure’ wasn’t here just yet.
He walked, or rather skulked off to his room. Which was silly, since an Uchiha did NOT skulk. But then again, an Uchiha would never fall in love with a shinobi either…

Shinobi’s…

He wondered what their village looked like and what types of magic, or ninjutsu as Naruto called it, they used. Basically he had only seen them turning into trees and vanishing into smoke. According to Naruto that was only basic ninja knowledge.

They supposedly learned these things in a school. He wanted to see that school…
And the faces of the so called ‘Hokage’s’ carved into the mountain that almost surrounded Naruto’s hometown.

He also wanted to see Naruto’s apartment.

The blond had warned him about it not being very big, but Sasuke didn’t care.
He had been used to a life of luxury around here and hadn’t liked it one bit.
If he had his way, and most likely would since an Uchiha always gets things done their way, he would be staying there with Naruto for the rest of his life.

The two of them…living together…and since the apartment was kind of small…perhaps sleep under the same blankets together?

A blush spread across pale cheeks.

Which was bad…
Blushing was for school girls and Uchiha’s did not behave like schoolgirls.
Come to think of it, there was a lot of stuff Uchiha’s didn’t do.
Sasuke frowned. Who made up those stupid rules anyways?
(AN: I do. Muahahahahahahaha! >3)
Not that it mattered, he would soon be out of here.

The sliding door to his room opened up rather harshly, revealing a rather annoyed Naruto.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a fiancé?!”
“Fiancé? What are you talking about moron?”
‘The one that’s coming to visit tomorrow! That’s what!”

Sasuke smirked.
“Why? Are you jealous?”
Blue eyes widened.
“O-of course not! Stupid Sasuke…”
‘There’s that adorable pout again.’
“She’s not my fiancé dobe, or at least not if I have anything to say about it.”
“Then who is she?”
“No threat to you…”
“What do you mean no- Hey!”

He couldn’t hold down a slight chuckle at the sight of Naruto’s face. Redder then a tomato and not out of rage either.

“You’re thinking perverted things again, aren’t you?!”
“Didn’t I tell you to stop calling me a pervert?”
“I only call ‘em as I see ‘em Uchiha.”
He swiped, aiming for that still tender spot on top of the moron’s head.
Unfortunately for him and fortunately for Naruto, the blond had learned how to duck…
“Hah! You missed! Now could you tell me who’s visiting?”
Sasuke sighed.
“A family from a neighbouring village. The girl they were talking about is the daughter of the head of that family. My…father…plans on getting the two of us married.”
“And you’re not okay with it?”
“No, I’m not. You’ll see what I mean when they get here…”

Naruto raised an eyebrow at his statement, but didn’t ask any questions otherwise.
Even though he didn’t feel like seeing Yoritomi tomorrow, their speedy visit meant the two of them could leave even sooner then he had hoped.

It seemed luck was on his side.

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Two forms sat huddles up together, speaking in hushed tones.
“Are they all asleep?”
“They are, un.”
“Good. Did you take a good look at the shinobi they caught?”
“Un, it wasn’t him though. Some bratty little genin from Sound.”
“That’s bad. He was supposed to have been sighted here. Our leader will not approve.”
“Don’t worry dearest, we’ll think of something to tell him, un.”
“I already told you not to call me dearest.”
“Yeah yeah. Let’s just get some shut eye, un?”
“Fine.”
“Good night…dearest.”
The blond removed the fancy kimono…revealing a very male chest.
The oldest Uchiha grumbled something about ‘rookie members’ before settling down into his futon.

>>Next day>>

Sasuke POV

“Sasuke-kuuuuuuuuun!”
That was his only warning before a dark blob attached itself to his arm.
“It’s been such a long time! How have you been?”
“Fine…”
“Oh? Who’s he?”
Apparently the blob had finally taken notice of the blond standing beside him.
“This would be Naruto, a friend of mine.”
‘Hopefully more, if I have a say in the matter.’

Said poor boy was currently being circled like a carcass during dinner time in the dessert.
As to be expected.
She did NOT approve.
At all.

It didn’t take long for that arrogant look he remembered so well to appear on the face of one of the most annoying women he had ever had the displeasure of being acquainted with.

Not that it mattered if she liked Naruto or not, they wouldn’t be here much longer to begin with. The mere thought of leaving with Naruto by his side gave him enough strength to live through several hours of this….torment.

He just hoped Naruto could last that long as well. One quick look on the whisker marked face and he could tell that the look Yoritomi was giving him made him terribly uncomfortable.

They were rushed of inside by the two mothers, who were currently chatting away about the ‘challenges a proper mother faced every day’. That and the latest gossip of course.
The Minamoto family barely even took notice of Naruto, only sparing him one disapproving glance before returning to their conversations.

The blond was really starting to get uncomfortable. He pulled Naruto aside and leaned forward a bit. “Are you alright dobe?”
“Of course I am teme! I just don’t like the way they’re looking at me, that’s all!”
Sasuke didn’t buy it though…he was getting worried…again.
And Uchiha’s did not worr-
‘Dammit, I’ve GOT to stop doing that.’

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Naruto POV

It was like Konoha all over again, the part of Konoha he didn’t miss that is.
Those disapproving stares, as if he were some kind of filthy being, unworthy of their presence. It was that exact same look his teachers had given him, the same one the villagers gave him and a similar one to the ones children his age had given him a long time ago, when he asked them if they wanted to play with him.

Those stares were the reason he liked long-term missions so much. True, in a way it was running from your problems. But he just got tired of it sometimes.

Sasuke’s concern for him did light up his mood a little bit though. Back in Konoha, the only person to worry about him was his sensei, Iruka. But he was a teacher, worrying came natural to them, like believing homework was GOOD for people. How Iruka-sensei could think that was beyond Naruto.

Like basic math would actually help in a real battle. At least you could calculate how quickly your enemy would kill you…heh, and now his good humour returned.

The people around him were walking towards the gardens. Or rather most of them were walking, Sasuke was being dragged their by his ‘not-my-fiancé’. He sighed and trailed after them. He just hoped Sasuke planned on leaving soon, he didn’t feel like spending his time with narrow-minded people like those Minamoto jerks.
When he reached the garden, he noticed Itachi feeding his ‘beloved fish’ Kisame.
His wife hanging from his arms as usual.
The rest of the group, minus Sasuke and Yoritomi, were sitting at the table on top of a wooden floor. It was a room he hadn’t paid much attention to when Sasuke gave him his tour.
It was a magnificent wooden structure, resembling a small house, minus walls that is.
In it was a long table with gorgeous wooden chairs.
It were most likely the first set of chairs he had seen during his stay in samurai territory.
Now if he could only find a proper bed and ditch the futon…

The people at the table were smiling at the ‘newlyweds’.
The elder of the Minamoto family nodding approvingly beside his dear old friend, Sasuke’s father.

Meanwhile Sasuke was trying to make that stuck up brat let go of his arm. It was quite a hilarious sight. If she held onto said arm any tighter, she was gonna break it.
The brunet looked absolutely horrified at the closeness of that leech-like girl.

Naruto wondered if the girls back in Konoha would fawn over the young Uchiha in the same manner. Ino and Sakura, two of his fellow Konoha genin, would probably faint from one of those ‘looks’ Sasuke gave people.

It was all in the eyes, those dark, mysterious black pools that held little emotion.
Or at least not at first sight.

An annoying giggle, coming from Itachi’s wife, caught his attention. Apparently she thought the fish was funny for some reason, judging by the way she was pointing at it. It most likely ate another fish…he wouldn’t put it passed the evil yet cool water-creature (since one couldn’t quite call it a fish).

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Sasuke POV

“And then, after we’re married we’ll have a lot of strong sons to carry on your name and one little girl for me to dote upon.”

Sasuke shivered.
He did NOT want to picture a future with kids just as bratty and arrogant as Yoritomi.
He could already tell that their ‘daughter’ would be just as bad as her…
Worst of all, the woman just would NOT let go.

He had wanted to talk to Naruto about what happened earlier.
The normally loud shinobi was being awfully quiet right now, Sasuke didn’t like it at all.
Naruto seemed distant somehow, like he was miles away.

But then again, he would have more then enough opportunities to talk to him. Since they would be leaving tonight. During dinner, he would make sure to hurry up and find some sort of excuse to go to his room. He would hurry up and finish packing his and Naruto’s belongings.

Then, as soon as peoples backs were turned so to say, they would get out of here as fast as they could.

He had introduced himself and with that had performed his ‘duties’ for the final time.
He could count on his brother, even though he disliked the idea of counting on his brother for anything, to keep the guests entertained with those long, boring stories about his adventures.
Yoritomi, being the foolish git that she is, would practically be hanging on his every word, not even noticing that his absence was taking longer then expected.

His parents didn’t care, the Minamoto’s didn’t care, Itachi and his wife didn’t care. It was perfect.

“But do take note that it shan’t be proper for you to continue to carry on any sort of relationship with that Naruto while we’re married.
He’s not good for your reputation. I hear he got arrested earlier, can you imagine, being arrested? He should commit suicide rather then live with such a shame. It’s an outrage.”

Sasuke made a final attempt of dislodging the Minamoto heiress before guiding her to the table. She then finally let go and waited expectantly for her ‘beloved’ to slide back the chair for her. Oh, he slid back a chair alright, just not hers.

He watched Naruto sit down, blushing like crazy before sitting down himself, paying no attention whatsoever to the girl that was currently glaring envious at the young shinobi.

‘Step one, ‘make the bitch angry so she’ll start ignoring me and think I dislike it’ complete. Just about an hour left before dinner…’

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Naruto POV

It was safe to say that Yoritomi was angry with him for that stunt Sasuke had pulled. He thanked whatever deity currently came to mind that she had been the only one to notice this.
As if the situation wasn’t bad enough as it is.
He also didn’t like it much when Sasuke excused himself with the excuse of not feeling very well and left him to his own resources. At least he had been sitting in between of him and the Minamoto girl.

He had whispered into his ear to meet him in his room in about ten minutes.
Was he planning on leaving tonight? Or was he attempting something perverted…
Meanwhile, the conversations resumed.
Itachi was boasting about some sort of great achievement of his.
All eyes and ears turned towards the Uchiha prodigy.

Ten minutes passed before he calmly stood up.

“Naruto dear, is something the matter?”
Sasuke’s mother really was to sweet for her own good, he would miss her…kind of.
“No nothing, I’m just a little bit tired, since I had a bit of a rough night last night. I think I’ll go to sleep. Please excuse me.”
“But of course dear. Sleep well.”

He bowed to everyone that was sitting at the table. Not even one of them made a move to acknowledge him.

When he walked away from the table the only sound he could make out was the simple statement “good riddance”. Yep, Yoritomi REALLY didn’t like him.
Not that he cared much. In the end, he was the one that Sasuke had chosen for…more or less.
Would they be leaving tonight?

Naruto walked down the hall he had seen many times during his stay here.
He tried picturing a life of him and Sasuke living together.
He already knew that he hadn’t much to offer him back in Konoha.
His apartment was small and had only the basic furniture a shinobi would need.
Somehow he wished he could run home, clean the place a little and then come back for Sasuke as he recalled the state it had been in when he left.

Perhaps he should write a note to Iruka-sensei and ask him a favour. The man had the key to his place anyways.

Once again opening the sliding doors he had gotten accustomed to, he saw Sasuke packing his belongings. Next to the bag the brunet was currently stuffing, he saw his own things.

“Do you mind if I change into my shinobi gear?”
After all, travelling in a kimono was not much of a good idea.
“Sure, just hurry up.”
Naruto sighed. He had hoped to at least say goodbye to Sasuke’s mother. She had been awfully nice to him.

‘Oh well, can’t be helped I guess.’

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Sasuke’s POV

‘Step two, ‘get money from the vault’ completed.’
He thought as he patted the bulge in his less complicated clothes.
This should last them for a while.

He decided to only wear a light blue hakama with dark blue matching pants.
Common sandals on his feet, to make sure he could move fast and silent.
Sasuke watched Naruto close the orange jacket, adjust his weapons pouch and put on his sandals.

After a quick check of their belongings, he nodded to Naruto.
‘Step three, ‘pack’ completed.’

The brunet opened the door and walked down the halls. The sound of Naruto’s footsteps encouraged him to keep going. He made sure to avoid any window that looked over the garden before heading towards the exit.
He stepped outside hesitantly.
“If we’re gonna go, let’s go already.”
Naruto was right.
They needed to get as much of a lead as they could.
It was far too late to be having second thoughts.

He silently closed the door behind him before dashing of after Naruto.
Naruto would lead the way…and he would follow.
Hopefully to a better life…

TBC