Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Atelier Uzumaki ❯ Chapter 2

Naruto sneezed as the dust crept up his nostril, disturbing the already dusty surroundings. He rubbed his nose, trying to stop the irritation that was spreading inside. He could only sigh as he sat down into the chair he had just cleaned and looked around…

 

Damn it was dirty. The whole place had been abandoned and closed for more than ten years already, so it came at no surprise. However, the blonde young genin and aspiring alchemist couldn't stop growling at the amount of work he had to put in, wondering why in the hell couldn't Kyuubi at least lend him a hand. He could use those clones of his… but the self-proclaimed Mana of Chaos just spoke these words:

 

Do it yourself you lazy moron.

 

Naruto growled, throwing the dirty towel he had on the ground in anger. One of these days, he was going to strangle that nine-tailed bastard.

 

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In the Hokage's office, the leader of the prosperous Hidden Leaf Village calmly tapped the bottom of his pipe towards the edge of his table. Calmly taking out a lit paper, he slowly began to ignite the leaves in his pipe, and took a deep breathe, inhaling the smoke.

 

He stood up, and walked towards the window, and his eyes locked into a building a bit far from the Tower itself, yet almost relatively close outside the village wall. He sighed. He looked at the amount of paper work laid on his table…

 

He probably wouldn't be able to finish until late afternoon. Why did the Fourth have to die, and leave him with all these troubles?

 

Oh yeah… Kyuubi.

 

There was a knock on the door, and his secretary had called in, “Hokage-sama?”

 

“Yes?” the old man replied, slowly walking back to his desk.

 

“You have a visitor. Umino Iruka.”

 

“Bring him in, please,”

 

The door slid open, revealing the scarred chuunin, who looked relatively healthy… very odd considering the man was knocking on death's door just last night if it wasn't for Naruto…

 

The Hokage chuckled mentally. He had a feeling the young man had come to visit him because of the blonde boy. After all… even he had not planned things to go this fast.

 

“Hokage-sama!” Iruka greeted the old man with a bow.

 

“At ease, Iruka. What is it?” the Hokage asked, waving off the bow.

 

“Is… is it true?” the younger man asked, shaking slightly. “Is it true you had Naruto transferred, and the transfer was to his family's house?”

 

The Hokage nodded.

 

“I… I didn't even know the he had a family,” Iruka frowned. Or a house, even.

 

“Few do, Iruka. While it may have been too early, but the boy had shown promise when he was able to synthesize this…”

 

The old man took out a clear vial of blue-ish liquid. It was a very small amount, but Iruka had recognized it from yesterday… it was the medicine Naruto had given him.

 

“So… it's true? He's an actual...?” Iruka trailed off.

 

“Yes, an alchemist… it's been a long time since Konoha had been graced by one,” the Hokage looked at the vial with reminiscing eyes. “Knowing that, there was no good reason to keep the boy at the dark about his legacy. I doubt the tenant inside him would even let him keep it quiet.”

 

“The Kyuubi?” Iruka wondered. “What does that nine-tailed demon bastard have to do with this?”

 

“I honestly don't know all the details, Iruka…” the old man sighed. “When we Shinobi knew the tailed beasts' presence, we had been calling them demons… and were quite happy to call them that until we would be corrected on it.” He chuckled. “Funny how it takes one young woman from another village to come here and lecture the Professor like me on my ignorance… it was like being a small child lectured by a teacher on how the world works.”

 

“I… I don't get it,” Iruka whispered, scratching the scarred part of his nose.

 

“Heh,” the old man chuckled. “I don't get it completely either. Tell me, Iruka… what do you know about alchemists?”

 

The school teacher looked somewhat annoyed, as if the Hokage had suddenly asked him a question that was so rare to appear in an exam, and for good reason. Most of the study involving alchemy, a very mysterious art was basically useless to almost all shinobi and civilian work. Only those well versed in theoretical application and serious historians have any interest in it.

 

“Well… they are a very reclusive bunch. Very rare to even hear about one because they live like nomads, and travel from place to place, earning their keep by helping people in their travels. They are very well known for being able to create anything, from simple medicines, to rare items in minimal time.”

 

“A very text-book answer. Did you know the one who had inputted those details was a woman named Uzumaki Kushina?” the Hokage asked.

 

“Uzu…maki?”

 

“Yes… Naruto's mother. Officially, she's nothing more than a surviving ninja of the Whirlpool Village, but those who have known her for some time… they'd know she was more than just a regular shinobi,” the old man smiled somewhat, remembering the tomboy-ish young woman who had made an impact to another very important person in Naruto's life… the Fourth Hokage. “She was Konoha's alchemist. She was the one who had helped Tsunade make a medicine when the Great Epidemic occurred…”

 

Iruka's eyes widened.

 

“I thought Tsunade was the one who had developed the medicine!?” the young man asked, startled.

 

“Kushina didn't want the credit. Only a select few knew the impact she had on the village… because of her medicine, Konoha grew more prosperous as we had the only cure for everyone else. Money came in droves, and along with it, political power,” and the Hokage frowned. “Of course… because of that medicine… some went to war for it as well.”

 

“The Third Shinobi War,” Iruka mumbled, looking down. He looked towards the old man who had been relaxing back on his chair. “Why are you telling me this, Hokage-sama?”

 

“Hmph, it's not a secret,” the old man grunted. “It's just not… said. An Alchemist is an additional power for a country, for a country that has one in its ranks has the potential to dictate the tides. Alchemists can make reliable medicine cheaply, as young Naruto had shown, with a very common spinacherb, a couple of flower petals and water you can make a strong enough medicine to heal wounds instantly. I hear some medicines are able to cure fatal wounds, even. Alchemists can also make weapons and armor quickly and easily… the possibilities are endless for a village blessed with an alchemist present.

 

“They knew, of course that their talents would be used, hence why most would adopt the nomadic life style. Some would settle down, living lives other than alchemists, teaching their arts to their children in secret so it would be passed down along the line… Kushina herself wasn't a known alchemist until of course, the Great Epidemic happened, and now… the art has finally passed down to her surviving heir,” the Hokage finished.

 

“Once young Naruto finally settles down, he'll finally start to learn his family's legacy. That's why I left the scroll he had stolen yesterday to him. Its funny how he was supposed to steal the Forbidden Scroll filled with jutsus that would most likely fulfill Naruto's wildest dreams… and instead, takes his mother's scroll. He must have been at least disappointed when he found out at first.”

 

The Hokage chuckled, and Iruka smiled somewhat, but still restless. The more he learned about alchemists, the more he became worried for Naruto.

 

“Will… will he become a political tool?” the young man asked. Surely, if what the Hokage said was true, Naruto's status on the village just increased in value. It won't be long before someone in the council would start to get smart, and use Naruto as a means for their own gain.

 

“As of now… no,” the Hokage sighed. “Naruto is still too young, and far too unskilled as an alchemist, or as a ninja. The council knows the boy knows his heritage… and they also know he's on his path to learn it, but I think this will be a good thing for now. His value as an asset has increased Iruka, as you said, and hopefully… maybe the villagers will now at least tolerate him. Unlike before…”

 

“Hokage-sama…” Iruka whispered as he saw the old man slump slightly. The Hokage never looked older.

 

“I tell you this, Iruka, because I can trust you with Naruto,” the old man stated, looking at the younger man with a steady eye. “You value his friendship. You do not see him as a political tool, nor will you even abuse his friendship because of his skills. In some ways, he is now better off… but at the same time, the potential dangers he would encounter in the future have now exponentially increased.

 

“Alchemy is, as Kushina said, an art of the perfect marriage between science and magic,” the Hokage continued, his voice now steady and cold. “No one can just be an alchemist, even if they know the recipes to synthesize things. It takes special circumstances, and a lot of outside help to be one.”

 

“Outside help?” Iruka asked. “Like what?”

 

“Mana,” the Hokage stated, smiling towards the younger man. “The elemental countries used to be full of them, but for some reason, they have been slowly dwindling in numbers. Kushina had told me once human beings were the cause, though she was never specific to a reason why. And right now… Konoha has a new alchemist, albeit a learning one.

 

“So please… protect him as much as you can. And be a person he can completely trust.”

 

Iruka could only nod, slightly confused, as the Hokage dismissed him and went on his way.

 

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Not bad. Took your time, though.

 

Naruto growled, now fully covered in dirt. He wondered why he had to transfer here anyway,… the whole area was too big for him. Sure, it was furnished, filled with weird glassware, pots and some scrolls, but he was happy with his apartment room. It wasn't much, but it was his home.

 

Haven't you heard the old geezer? This is your mother's home. This is her atelier…

 

Atelier?

 

It means a workshop or a studio, moron. This was your mom's workshop… and luckily, ithasn't been ransacked. Vials, synthesizing pots, study notes… this room's still a mess, but at least it'scomplete. Now, check for electricity and water…

 

A quick look at the break room, and the main water switch outside the house, Naruto found himself a working home. Replacing a few bulbs, his home had now have light. All he needed now was a good TV, his stuff from the old apartment, plus his toothbrush.

 

Oh… and a really good shower.

 

Darting outside, locking the front door, Uzumaki Naruto bounded towards the rooftops, trying to get a bigger view of the new place. Right now, he needed some soap, and some very good shampoo. Feeling his frog wallet on his inner jacket pocket, he bounded, jumping from roof to roof, his eyes canning the surroundings.

 

It was a better part of town than the old apartment complex was. He could see more specialty shops like that Yamanaka's flower shop, a blacksmith, and other shops. He was pretty thankful that Ichiraku Ramen was closer by, and had planned to take another bite of the tastiest meal on earth, but right now he'd like to be clean.

 

Entering a drugstore that also sold toiletries, Naruto earned a few looks. He had been expecting some cold stares, but instead, he was looked at with curiosity. There was some semblance of hatred in their stares, but not as noticeable as before.

 

Maybe it was because he was dirty, Naruto concluded. He smirked, slightly, imagining the look on the faces of those tightwads inside the drugstore, as he would grace their nice clean place with his dirty presence. Would serve them right… they had tried once to refuse his money until the old man Hokage straightened them out. They'd still look at him hatefully, but at least he could buy necessities.

 

Without a word, he entered, grinning at the wide eyes of the manager of the store, who had gotten a good look at the blonde's state of (or lack thereof) cleanliness. It didn't help that the store had now a rather odd musty stale smell of oldness that he hoped the janitors could remove… the manager sighed. He just prayed the blonde kid would leave fast.

 

Naruto bounded towards the soaps, shampoos, and even the towel section. He happily took his time in choosing the products, enjoying the seethed look on the prick-manager's face as he began to overact the role of being a careful consumer. He weighed two bars of soap with a rather overly loud voice, whether he should buy Ninguard or Konoha Spring, whether he'd get Mane and Hair shampoo or the funky-cool Kunshiruken shampoo (no contest, as Kunshiruken was Naruto's choice of shampoo as it gave his blonde hair that oh-so-perfect volume).

 

While he was deliberating on his act, he hadn't noticed a certain young person going right beside him until that person grabbed a bottle of Mane and Hair Shampoo.

 

“You're happy for a third time failure of a shinobi.”

 

Naruto jumped away from the voice, surprised. He was about to shout bloody murder, ask why he was snuck up upon and berate the person for even insulting him when he realized who it was.

 

“Oh… it's you. Uchiha-teme,” Naruto muttered, his eyes narrowing.

 

Uchiha Sasuke, rookie of the year, and over-all Naruto's least favorite person. The boy was arrogant, cold, demeaning, arrogant, cold, and demeaning. Yes. Three traits, repeated all over again. That is how Naruto viewed the last Uchiha… faults so bad, it had to said twice.

 

Oh, and because Sakura's head over heels for this asswipe. Sure, she had bad taste, but really, its Sasuke's fault for being… well, for being attractive to his crush.

 

“And get updated, I passed,” the blonde finished, looking away. He felt his playful mood go away… just being so close to him sucked the sunshine away.

 

“Hn,” Sasuke replied, smirking towards the blonde with his arrogant smirk. “Claims the liar.”

 

“Says the emo-bastard,” Naruto began to shoo his classmate away with his hand. “Go away, teme, I have more important things to do.”

 

Sasuke covered his nose, and mocked, “Yeah, like getting a decent soap. What did you do, liar, found a home in the Inuzuka kennels now that you failed to even make a ninja?”

 

“Prolly better where you live,” Naruto shot back. “Every time you come to class, you have that too musky smell that even Kiba complains about! Is your house that stinky you have to cover yourself with perfume so you wouldn't embarrass yourself in front of the fangirl group you have?”

 

Sasuke's eyes narrowed.

 

“Oooh, what's wrong?” the blonde continued to instigate. “Did I insult wibble Sasuke's fweelings? Are you gonna cwy? Like a little girl?”

 

Promptly, a fist came out and hit the blonde directly in the nose, causing him to backpedal, and he cradled it. His eyes darted towards Sasuke, who looked read to dish out more punishment.

 

“Oi!” Naruto shouted, rubbing his nose. “That stung! You bastard!”

 

There was a cough behind him. Naruto jumped up again, and looked behind him to see the stuck-up manager, looking at Naruto with a small glare.

 

“Is this brat bothering you, Uchiha-san?” the man asked, looking towards Sasuke kindly.

 

“Hn,” the raven-haired boy replied.

 

“Guess you need adults to cover your ass, eh, teme?” Naruto asked, earning two glares: one from the manager, and the other from Sasuke. “Hmph, I'm tired of this BS. I'm going.”

 

Grabbing Ninguard soap, Kunshuriken (shampoo and conditioner) and a random orange towel, Naruto left the stuck-up manager and the Uchiha bastard and went for the counter. The cashier looked at the boy with a small glare, which was promptly ignored, and the two did their business.

 

“I'm very sorry, Uchiha-san,” the manager stated, bowing slightly towards Sasuke who only stared at the blonde for a few minutes before he shrugged.

 

He took his shampoo and paid for it after Naruto had left.

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

Naruto growled, kicking a lone pebble unlucky enough to stand in his path. It was supposed to be a nice clean prank, just a way to show up those idiots in the drugstore only for it to backfire because some emo-bastard had gotten too close to him. It was like he had some sort of disease that affected happiness or something.

 

Naruto never really liked Sasuke. The boy was too weird, even for the blonde's standard. He was too clean, for one, overloaded on musky perfumes, and Naruto had rarely seen him use the bathroom. Yes, it was that weird. He at least saw Kiba, Shino, Shikamaru, and Chouji at least once in the bathroom during their school days.

 

Plus he has a really girly face.

 

Naruto snorted, and laughed. Kyuubi had a point there. Maybe that's why he had so many damn fangirls… they were too young to appreciate a manly face like his.

 

Scruffy is a more accurate term.

 

Naruto growled. The bastard was insulting him again!

 

Of course I am. And would you please try to communicate to me mentally? I'm tired of hearing you refer to me in third-person.

 

Communicate mentally…? Naruto wondered if he could do that.

 

Of course you can, moron. Sheesh… Next time… just think the words you want to say to me, and I'm pretty sure I'll hear it.

 

Oh… fine then. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard. Nine-tailed bastard.

 

I will enjoy eating you once I escape.

 

Prisoner for life. Great Mana of Chaos, slaved by the great Uzumaki!

 

I reallywillenjoy eating you once I escape, you puny brat. So shut it before I try to flood your thoughts with insults.

 

Naruto chuckled, and stopped for a moment trying to antagonize the fox, his mind again curious about the nature of Mana. He had re-read the scroll, after the Hokage had given him permission to keep it. According to the scroll, Mana were creatures of magic and nature, helped alchemists and what not… he hadn't read much about the details, but…

 

You really ought to study, moron. You are now an alchemist… partnered with the great Mana of Chaos. I won't have you dragging my name down the mud!

 

The blonde snorted. He was sure the name of Kyuubi had been dragged, buried, spat on by the mud of too many people here. Their hatred of him was living proof.

 

Like I care about ignorant people. I do carethoughwhen you meet a fellow alchemistor worse, fellow manasthat they'd at least think my partner, forced upon my will, but still my partner, doesn't know the noble history of Mana.I'd be a laughing stock!

 

Naruto just rolled his eyes. Mana and their pride.

 

Listen well brat. Born through the ancients, we mana are the source of magic and the source of elements for science. We are the ones who have come forth to humans, giving our knowledge freely thatsubsequently gave birth to alchemy. And because of human greed that we mana have to…

 

The Kyuubi trailed off, growling. Naruto could hear the mana shuffle inside him, almost angry at his last outburst that the blonde didn't even push it. He just sighed, and went towards the rooftops, and began to jump back home to take a shower.

 

Back at his new home, Naruto dashed straight to the bathroom, stripped his clothes, and began to clean himself anew. The Ninguard soap had a very neutral smell, yet it also boasted anti-bacterial properties to a near one-hundred percent. It was good against pimples, dirt, and smell. It wasn't long before the tile floor was flowing with brown water, but hey, it left his skin squeaky clean!

 

Of course, his proud porcupine golden spikes were smothered with Kunshuriken shampoo and conditioner, and after a long nice hot shower, Naruto felt good once more. Wiping himself off with his new towel, he grabbed his spare clothes, although forgoing the jacket as he wanted to cool off.

 

One of these days, moron, you need better clothes that suit your standing.

 

Naruto sighed. Again with the orange lecture. Old man Hokage and Iruka would never shut their mouth about it… but now, the Kyuubi as well?

 

It's not about the color brat. I need you to look dignified. You can wear pink for all I care, as long as it looks good on you. And don't go speaking to me in third-person again, brat.

 

Yeah, yeah, whatever… Naruto thought. He looked towards the atelier for a moment, wondering what his future would hold. Ne… Kyuubi… what will happen next? I mean… what will happen to me now that I'm an alchemist and all?

 

You asking me brat? I'm a mana, not some seer. Stupid human.

 

What is it with you and your hatred for humans? Naruto asked.

 

Stemming from history since the ancients… if you knew how far human greed can go when it concerns power, you'd understand. I doubt it though… a moron like you would never understand. There was only one human being worth of respect, and that human's dead, long gone.

 

Fine… Naruto growled, and dropped the subject for a moment.

 

And then, suddenly, an idea popped on his head.

 

Hey Kyuubi… if you hate humans that much, wanna help me embarrass the hell out of one completely?

 

Prank, eh? Who and how?

 

Uchiha Sasuke. And how… well…

 

Naruto could feel the fox grinning slightly as he laid out his plans. It wasn't long before the mana agreed, and Naruto, after finally moving all of his stuff from the apartment back to his new place began use the pots for the first time to synthesize something that would make his planned prank the greatest ever.

 

Of course… he had to get his stuff out of his old apartment first. Wasn't hard… his plants, and two boxes. One filled with his cup ramen, and the other his clothes. When that was done… he went on his way to play his prank…

 

Sasuke wouldn't dare show his face when he was through with him.

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

Uchiha Sasuke sighed as he preformed another taijutsu kata perfectly, and finished with shuriken and kunai, and hidden in between the throws was a very thin metallic wire he had been manipulating. By the time his practice ended, he finished off with a slight pull, completely cutting the head of the training dummy he had been practicing on.

 

He suddenly looked up. He caught a present for just a second, but it was gone quickly. Relaxing, Sasuke retreated back to his house, and closed the door, locking it. He went for the windows, and closed them as well. Sighing, he removed his shirt, grabbed a few towels, and then removed the bandages he had placed on his upper chest area.

 

Unknown to him, behind the couch, Naruto was hidden, his grin widening. On his hand was a disposable camera he had bought after finally moving all his stuff from the apartment to his new house, ready to be used. All he had to do was just wait until the time was right.

 

Uchiha Sasuke sighed, removed his shorts and underwear, and crinkled his neck, and combed his hair slightly down with his hand. He went to the bathroom, and was about to open the tap of warm water to fill the tub when he noticed a very odd looking sphere near the tub.

 

Without warning, it blew up in a shrilling boom along with a blinding light.

 

Retreating, Sasuke raised his arms, dropping the towel he had been holding, and tried to feel his way outside. Who was attacking him!? His arms flailed around, trying to see if he'd anyone, and just growled, angry.

 

“WHO ARE YOU!?” he shouted.

 

His senses were coming back. His hearing first… and the first thing he heard was a clicking sound.

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

“Holy… crap…” Naruto muttered, his fingers absently clicking on the camera.

 

Holy shit…

 

The prank went perfectly. While the bastard was training, Naruto would sneak in with a newly synthesized flash bang to the bathroom. Waiting behind the couch, Naruto would wait until the bomb would ignite, and he would come out and take pictures of Sasuke, who, most likely, be naked.

 

Everything went according to plan. Even the timing of the bomb was perfect. Uchiha Sasuke did come out naked. But… that was the end of their perfect plan. Now, Naruto was looking at the naked Uchiha in complete shock.

 

Naruto's and Kyuubi's reactions came from the fact that Uchiha Sasuke was actually… a girl.

 

The blonde's blue eyes stared at Sasuke's petite breasts, her lean form as she punched the air, and her buttocks as she twisted her waist, an effort to put all her weight behind her punch. Slowly, she turned towards Naruto's direction, her ears perking up, and slowly, the blindness fading from her eyes.

 

You should be running…

 

Yeah… Naruto replied, not moving from his spot.

 

Stop staring at her breasts, and get the HELL OUT OF HERE!

 

Sasuke's eyes blinked, everything becoming clear, and the first thing she saw was Naruto, staring at her with wide eyes, a camera in his hand, and his finger unconsciously tapping on the picture trigger.

 

A small breeze of wind had Sasuke remembering she was naked. Her cheeks went red with embarrassment. Her arms covered her vital exposed areas, bending slightly.

 

Her movements were not lost to Naruto, who saw everything happening in slow motion. His fingers still kept tapping the camera button, and his eyes focusing on the blushing cheeks, her pose as she hid her `stuff' as Naruto would say it, and her facial expressions.

 

She was… cute.

 

Cute left the building though when her embarrassment suddenly turned to frightful justified female anger. It didn't help that Naruto just kept taking picture after picture, unmoving, grinning slightly like a complete moron as Kyuubi had said, and the worst part was the slight blood coming out of the blonde's nose.

 

“You… you PERVERT!” she cried out, her hands going together, forming seals. “Katon!!” and she took a deep breathe… “GÅkakyu no Jutsu!!”

 

Naruto's little perverted smile vanished, and his eyes widened as a big ball of fire just traveled to his direction.

 

Everyone outside jumped up as suddenly as the house where the great Uchiha Sasuke had exploded. No one noticed a figure running out, his orange pants on fire, as they were more concerned with the person inside of it…

 

The last Uchiha surveyed her surroundings. Everything had been blackened by the blast, and she took a mild concussion, her body now covered with some soot. Her eyes went towards the floor, where the camera Naruto had been carrying to take pictures of her.

 

The blonde had dropped it.

 

The found-out-to-be-female Uchiha's eyes went murderous. She picked it up, and with her bare hands, crushed the flimsy carton housing of the disposable camera. She was going to kill Uzumaki Naruto!

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

“Holy crap… holy crap… holy crap…!” Naruto panted, running like the hell hounds were after him. He had dashed towards the alley, and took random lefts and rights, hoping to hell the Uchiha wouldn't follow him.

 

That was one damn powerful attack! If it had hit him directly, Naruto knew he'd been shish-kebob! Barbecued! Spinning around a spitfire! Baked!

 

Plus… Uchiha Sasuke was a she! What the hell? Was it true? Maybe it was some illusion, like that genjiji that the old man was talking about!

 

Genjutsu.

 

Huh? It was a genjiji?

 

GENJUTSU! Damn it, brat, keep your head straight! And… no. That was no genjutsu. The last of that cursed Uchiha clan came out to be missing the Y.

 

The `why'? What's that?

 

Read on genetics or reproduction brat… it just means she's… a total she.

 

Oh gods… this can't be true… this can't be true… this can't be true…

 

Naruto kept repeating those thoughts in his head, struggling to get his bearings. For a moment, he felt Kyuubi's presence vanish from his mind, and then, a familiar wind blew slightly all over his body. The feeling was warm, and calming. The blonde could only breathe out the breathe he had unconsciously kept and relaxed.

 

“I… I need to go home…” Naruto whispered almost inaudibly. “I need to sleep…”

 

The wind guided him home.

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

The Third Hokage smiled, the paperwork was all done. Even better, from what the ANBU could report, Naruto had finally finished moving to his new home just a few hours ago. The old man dismissed the ANBU and told them to take a break.

 

It had been a productive day. A talk with Iruka in the morning, some paper stamping, some healthy break (slipping out of the office undetected for a few hours), more paper stamping, and lunch… he was even able to visit the academy, though only the young ones were left there. Konohomaru was still a headache, but… at least he tried.

 

The old man was about to take his well deserved break. It was already very late… and he had been delayed in finishing his paper work when the last surviving Uchiha's house apparently blew up, and her reason was she had a training accident.

 

The Third chuckled inwardly, wondering how long the young Uchiha was going to pretend to be male.

 

Yawning, the old man was about to go home when the ANBU came in a hurry, kneeling in front of their leader.

 

“Hokage-sama!”

 

“What is it?” the Hokage asked, sounding somewhat annoyed.

 

“Naruto's old apartment… sir… its on fire!”

 

Hokage's eyes widened. “Who set it on fire!?”

 

“We don't know, Hokage-sama!”

 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

 

Just a few paces away from the building, the young Uchiha looked at the burning apartment with a small satisfied grin. There was no way that Naruto would have survived that… a group of exploding tag with created a very powerful explosion, and an almost unquenchable fire from within.

 

Too bad she couldn't see Naruto's face as she had to be very careful, and just threw the exploding tags through the open window in the kitchen. She wanted to see his shocked face as the explosion take him out… or maybe his desperate face as he would asphyxiate…

 

She swallowed the urge to laugh like a mad woman, not by choice but because brooding Sasuke Uchiha doesn't laugh. He only grunts.

 

Plus… the laugh could give her away… it was rather high pitched.

 

So, imagine her surprise, when after two days of trying to kill the blonde pervert, she would find him again in the academy, before the team arrangements were called, sleeping peacefully on top of a desk.

 

Very much alive as the day she had planned to burn him to dust, he was sleeping away in his new home.

 

And so another the story continues, as Iruka and the rest of the class would wonder why their normally stoic Uchiha Sasuke was now sporting a fake and forced grin, and a large (very large) twitch on his forehead as he too his seat beside the blonde Uzumaki with only a singular thought repeating all through her head…

 

I'm going to kill you… you blonde pervert.

 

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Author's Notes:

 

Well, I hopefully added some more history to this universe… and prolly shook a few readers with this one. Prolly lost a few ones as well. :P Sasuke as a girl… lol. Someone's gonna ask for my head… lmao! Anyways, hope you enjoy this one as well.

 

Later.