Wide of the Mark
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,221
Reviews:
44
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Sasuke left the Uchiha district with a very cocky spring in his step. He hadn’t wanted to go so far as to wear a dress but, with his slim figure he’d been able to find a shirt and pants without the Uchiha emblem (which was a feat in itself, he thought wryly) that properly fit his new curvy body.
‘Lets see if this gets by them…’
The main test came when a gaggle of girls flocked around the corner directly in front of him, circling the gates of the district like wolves, waiting for him to emerge so they could declare their undying love. He half-froze, turning to run by sheer force of instinct before he remembered his form and kept walking forward. The girls eyed him distastefully, obviously curious and jealous that such a good-looking young woman as himself had been seen leaving Uchiha Sasuke’s home area and not being forcefully escorted, as they often were.
He passed the group, silently delighted with himself that they couldn’t tell any difference.
He went about his purchases, actually reveling in the anonymous attention he was received from the villagers. He wasn’t sure if other ninja were able to spot the transformation, it wasn’t a very common thing, but he stayed away from the ninja shopping district regardless.
He was just making his last purchase, mulling over which fish he’d like for dinner, and loving the fact that he had the time to choose rather than grab the nearest thing because some girl was hanging off his arm like a leech, when a firm tap on his should made him turn around.
“Hmm…?” He inquired, not wanting to speak lest his voice give him away. He’d leave the high-pitched faking to the dobe. No Uchiha would lower himself to such a level.
Three older men, clad in pale immaculate robes, stood in front of her, a cart behind them filled with young girls, all talking excitedly about something. He eyed them warily, arching an eyebrow as the man closest opened his mouth to speak. He gave a smile that was supposed to be grandfatherly but on his face just came across as a faint leer.
“Young lady! We couldn’t help but notice you standing here! My fellows and I were wondering if you would like to participate in a…competition of sorts? He gestured towards the cart, as if it were obvious what the competition was.
Sasuke frowned slightly at the pause in the man’s voice. Suddenly it looked like he wasn’t going to get away without having to fake a voice. Damn dobe and his ridiculous jutsu that didn’t come with it’s own vocal attachments.
“Uh..” He coughed lightly and began again, the sound making him cringe inwardly as he opened his mouth. “What kind of competition…sir? I’m afraid I’m very busy today.” He gestured to his basket, taking a step away and making to leave.
The man smiled widely, his hand shot out and latched onto the transformed ninjas arm. Sasuke shot him a warning look, before realizing that the Uchiha Glare wouldn’t look as deadly coming from a village girl.
“Oh! Well it’ll only take a few minutes of your time! My fellow here can look after your goods till after you’ve competed! And what a prize it would be if you won, ne?” The man winked slyly at him, as if sharing a private joke and implying that Sasuke knew what he was talking about and just playing dumb. The remaining Uchiha felt vaguely offended and soiled as if the man had groped him.
“I..uh…I…hey, wait that’s mine!” He half-shouted as another man came forward and tried to pry his basket from his hands. He clung to the handle tenaciously until he realized that the men were becoming quite alarmed at the strength this tiny girl had, and so he let it go, wistfully watching as his food was bundled into the front of the cart.
He supposed he’d have to go now, or risk blowing his cover. Which, as he was assisted rather roughly into a seat, wouldn’t he a good idea considering half the girls in the cart were avid members of his fan club and would probably maul him to death in such close quarters.
So Sasuke sat put, grumbling in his head and hoping that whatever ‘competition’ they were headed to, it wouldn’t take too long or require him to speak anymore. The cart jolted off and Sasuke was suddenly grateful for his now slightly padded posterior as their transport seemed to find every rut in the road.
After a short time, Sasuke noticed that they didn’t seem to be heading out of Konoha, which was a plus as far as he was concerned, but towards the Hyuuga district. That’s when he decided to tune in the girls babble around him, wondering if they had any idea where they were headed or what kind of competition they were in.
It seemed that all the girls could talk about was Hyuuga Neji and how attractive and strong and brilliant he was…
Sasuke snorted quietly.
…and how one of them was going to be selected to be his wife.
The Uchiha’s eyes widened and he suddenly considered abandoning his hard-won groceries. They were headed towards the Hyuuga district. Sasuke did a quick count in his head. Yep, Neji was of the age that the clan would select him a wife, and, for some reason, Sasuke seemed to have been scooped up into the prospective ranks.
‘Oh…’
‘…Shit.’
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Thanks so much to my reviewers! I know it's not much to review at the moment...so sorry about that!
Sasuke left the Uchiha district with a very cocky spring in his step. He hadn’t wanted to go so far as to wear a dress but, with his slim figure he’d been able to find a shirt and pants without the Uchiha emblem (which was a feat in itself, he thought wryly) that properly fit his new curvy body.
‘Lets see if this gets by them…’
The main test came when a gaggle of girls flocked around the corner directly in front of him, circling the gates of the district like wolves, waiting for him to emerge so they could declare their undying love. He half-froze, turning to run by sheer force of instinct before he remembered his form and kept walking forward. The girls eyed him distastefully, obviously curious and jealous that such a good-looking young woman as himself had been seen leaving Uchiha Sasuke’s home area and not being forcefully escorted, as they often were.
He passed the group, silently delighted with himself that they couldn’t tell any difference.
He went about his purchases, actually reveling in the anonymous attention he was received from the villagers. He wasn’t sure if other ninja were able to spot the transformation, it wasn’t a very common thing, but he stayed away from the ninja shopping district regardless.
He was just making his last purchase, mulling over which fish he’d like for dinner, and loving the fact that he had the time to choose rather than grab the nearest thing because some girl was hanging off his arm like a leech, when a firm tap on his should made him turn around.
“Hmm…?” He inquired, not wanting to speak lest his voice give him away. He’d leave the high-pitched faking to the dobe. No Uchiha would lower himself to such a level.
Three older men, clad in pale immaculate robes, stood in front of her, a cart behind them filled with young girls, all talking excitedly about something. He eyed them warily, arching an eyebrow as the man closest opened his mouth to speak. He gave a smile that was supposed to be grandfatherly but on his face just came across as a faint leer.
“Young lady! We couldn’t help but notice you standing here! My fellows and I were wondering if you would like to participate in a…competition of sorts? He gestured towards the cart, as if it were obvious what the competition was.
Sasuke frowned slightly at the pause in the man’s voice. Suddenly it looked like he wasn’t going to get away without having to fake a voice. Damn dobe and his ridiculous jutsu that didn’t come with it’s own vocal attachments.
“Uh..” He coughed lightly and began again, the sound making him cringe inwardly as he opened his mouth. “What kind of competition…sir? I’m afraid I’m very busy today.” He gestured to his basket, taking a step away and making to leave.
The man smiled widely, his hand shot out and latched onto the transformed ninjas arm. Sasuke shot him a warning look, before realizing that the Uchiha Glare wouldn’t look as deadly coming from a village girl.
“Oh! Well it’ll only take a few minutes of your time! My fellow here can look after your goods till after you’ve competed! And what a prize it would be if you won, ne?” The man winked slyly at him, as if sharing a private joke and implying that Sasuke knew what he was talking about and just playing dumb. The remaining Uchiha felt vaguely offended and soiled as if the man had groped him.
“I..uh…I…hey, wait that’s mine!” He half-shouted as another man came forward and tried to pry his basket from his hands. He clung to the handle tenaciously until he realized that the men were becoming quite alarmed at the strength this tiny girl had, and so he let it go, wistfully watching as his food was bundled into the front of the cart.
He supposed he’d have to go now, or risk blowing his cover. Which, as he was assisted rather roughly into a seat, wouldn’t he a good idea considering half the girls in the cart were avid members of his fan club and would probably maul him to death in such close quarters.
So Sasuke sat put, grumbling in his head and hoping that whatever ‘competition’ they were headed to, it wouldn’t take too long or require him to speak anymore. The cart jolted off and Sasuke was suddenly grateful for his now slightly padded posterior as their transport seemed to find every rut in the road.
After a short time, Sasuke noticed that they didn’t seem to be heading out of Konoha, which was a plus as far as he was concerned, but towards the Hyuuga district. That’s when he decided to tune in the girls babble around him, wondering if they had any idea where they were headed or what kind of competition they were in.
It seemed that all the girls could talk about was Hyuuga Neji and how attractive and strong and brilliant he was…
Sasuke snorted quietly.
…and how one of them was going to be selected to be his wife.
The Uchiha’s eyes widened and he suddenly considered abandoning his hard-won groceries. They were headed towards the Hyuuga district. Sasuke did a quick count in his head. Yep, Neji was of the age that the clan would select him a wife, and, for some reason, Sasuke seemed to have been scooped up into the prospective ranks.
‘Oh…’
‘…Shit.’
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Thanks so much to my reviewers! I know it's not much to review at the moment...so sorry about that!