Dangerous Dreams | By : happyonna Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Pairings: some variation of Kakasaku, light SasuNaru
Warnings: poor confused Sasuke, language, perhaps others soon, (reserve the right to insert lemons/limes later), first Naruto fic
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Author’s note: I am actually supposed to be writing on one of the other three fics that I have going (rl has prevented me from updating, but hopefully I’ll be able to do so within the next day or two), but this thought hit me when I was watching Naruto last night and I just couldn’t let it go. I tried and tried but it wouldn’t go away so after over 24 hours, I just gave up.
Dangerous Dreams, Alternate Realities
The day started out rather normally for Sasuke. He got up, showered, dressed, ate a light but nutritious breakfast, and skillfully avoided his fangirls while making his way to the training grounds to meet the rest of his team. Somehow, though, between arriving to train and actually finishing, he managed to be transported into what was obviously some odd dreamscape. Either that or he'd been thrown into a parallel universe.
“You egotistical, pretentious, overbearing, puffed-up, arrogant bastard!”
Yes. Definitely a parallel universe. Hmm, how to get back to his own reality? Seeing as how he didn’t know exactly how he’d gotten here to begin with. A stinging slap to his chest brought him out of his inner musing and turned his attention to the raving pink haired imposter that was ranting at him while standing over her felled team leader. Almost absently Sasuke noted that Sakura had placed herself straddling Kakashi’s shoulders, and that if the Copy-Nin were awake, he would be getting an eyeful now. His dark gaze sharpened. Had those silver lashes just twitched?
“Are you listening to me, Uchiha Sasuke?”
“Hn. Are you wearing underwear, Sakura?”
Her response to that nearly sent him through a tree. Sasuke didn’t know whether he should be grateful or annoyed that it had stopped his flight. He settled on grateful. Carefully taking stock of himself, and deciding that nothing was broken, he heaved himself back to his feet and slapped the dust from his shorts. “That time of the month then?”
The pink haired girl growled menacingly, her lips curling back into and almost animalistic snarl, and she took one deliberate step toward him. Her ankle was suddenly held in an iron grip, preventing her from fulfilling her perceptibly murderous intent. Sasuke’s eyes followed the hand back to its owner to find his sensei looking straight up Sakura’s skirt.
The last Uchiha would never admit to doing anything so ignoble as growling, but even he had to admit that the disgruntled noise that he emitted sounded a great deal like one. No one was paying attention to him any longer though.
Sakura had immediately flipped around and dropped to Kakashi’s side and was proceeding to shower him with attention generally reserved only for himself. Her delicate little hands fluttered over the other man’s skin as she searched for hidden wounds. “Are you alright? Does anything hurt? Is anything broken?”
Sasuke watched his team mate continue to fuss over the older man who seemed to just lay back and relish the attention. The dark haired boy thought that he could actually see the concern pouring off of Sakura in waves, just as Kakashi contentedly soaked up the concentrated attentiveness.
After a few moments of watching Kakashi try to reassure Sakura that he was ‘just fine thank you for the concern’, a strange new feeling began to overcome the Uchiha heir. It slowly filled him up, clenching in his chest and spreading outward. His eyes narrowed. His jaw clenched. Sakura was ignoring him. Sakura was ignoring him. In his world these things just did not happen. He had to find a way to get back to his own reality. This one was just too weird.
“Jealous, Sasuke?”
He wrenched his gaze from the fawning girl to find Naruto’s sharp blue eyes twinkling at him from just a few feet away. “Ch’. What possible reason would I have to be jealous of an old man?”
The blonde boy laughed and leaned close to whisper, “I think he heard you.”
Sure enough, when Sasuke turned back he saw Kakashi sitting up and fixing him with a narrow one eyed stare. “How would you like to try that on this old man again?”
Sasuke silently groaned. He was in for it now.
*@*@*
Three days later life for Sasuke still hadn’t returned to normal. Ino had started dating Shikamaru on the same day that Sakura had obviously decided that everyone else was more deserving of her attentions than the Uchiha, and Naruto had taken this a sign that he should try to make Sasuke’s life a living hell. Said kitsune was currently sleeping comfortably next to him, and while this once would have driven the dark haired boy into a raging fury, it only provoked a gentle smile reserved only for new lovers. Gently he raked a blonde lock back from Naruto’s smooth brow and dropped a tender kiss on the newly exposed skin. Sighing, he decided that he didn’t really want to return to his own reality.
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