Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ How Sasuke Lost His Fanclub ❯ One-Shot

Title: How Sasuke lost his fan-club.

Disclaimer: Naruto © to Kishimoto and a bunch of rich people

Summary: Sasuke lost his fan-club. Neji gained his.

Tonight's festival was a very special festival to most of the girl populations in Konoha. Actually, with fireworks, delicious stalls, traditional performances and games stall, the night festival was already special enough.

But tonight, it was even more so.

Because tonight, the great Uchiha Sasuke would come - wearing a yukata. In the fan girls' vocabulary, that translated to god-damn sexy.

So naturally, when the festival started it was flocked by fan girls. They could be seen everywhere: on the street, near stalls, on top of the tree, surveying—hoping to catch a glance of the sexy, uberly cool Uchiha.

Only those who brain damaged and half-dead would let opportunity like this go. Come rain or storm, they would face it all. Nothing could stop them from coming.

909

 

For Sasuke, today was his most dreadful day so far. That shitty jounin, Kakashi, asked him—no, not asked, he commanded him—to let loose for a bit.

“Pressure and frustration - sexual or not - is not good for your training. You need to er…relax a little. You need to enjoy your youth a little.”

That was his exact words which suspiciously sounded a lot like the green beast.

It didn't take a genius to know that this must had something to do with Kakashi and Gai rivalry. Except that Sasuke didn't know what it was and it involved him for sure.

For 'let loose', Kakashi suggested him to go to the festival with his teammates. Naturally, Sasuke refused. Of course he refused! Anybody in his position would do that. Festival and his teammates just spelled disaster - they might accidentally burn down the whole festival or something, if and only if they didn't kill each other first.

However, that Kakashi, being a jackass that he was, threatened to not teach him a new jutsu - that cool new jutsu - if he didn't go.

Damn him to hell! One day, I'm gonna burn down his house with all his perverted books in it.

Sasuke promised himself. That, made him feel a bit better and slowly, he headed to the Uchiha abandoned mansion. After all, he had a costume to pick for tonight festival.

Damn that Kakashi.

909

 

For the nth time, Naruto tried to fix his yukata belt but that blasted thing just refused to co-operate. If he had any say in this, that belt and this yukata would burn in hell any moment now.

 

Alas, the yukata was Iruka's.

 

Actually, no, not exactly Iruka's. It was his but it was Iruka-sensei who bought it for him—especially for tonight event. He got too excited when Naruto told him that Kakashi-sensei ordered him and his team to go to tonight's festival and bought him this outfit.

 

And Naruto—a soft-hearted boy that he was—couldn't refuse when Iruka-sensei presented the yukata for him.

The yukata—Naruto looked at it with distaste—was white in colour, with orange leaf and flower patterns spread periodically all over it. Sure, he liked orange colour but-but this yukata made him looked like a girl! And sexy too he might say; it was transparent for god sake! What was Iruka-sensei thinking when he bought him this? Sold him to the brothel?

Naruto sighed.

Just for tonight. I wear this just for tonight, for Iruka-sensei. I will go to the festival, stay in the shadow and go home silently after that. Yosh!! Let's go for it-tebbayo!

But damn that Kakashi for making me do this!

909

 

As expected, the festival was buzzing with energy. There were so many people! So far, Naruto had successfully avoided the crowd by hiding in the shadow of a sakura tree situated at the edge of the festival. Watching the people moved around him with so much happiness and joy made him forget his predicament for a moment. He didn't even notice when a figure came close to his spot until the voice called out.

“Hn, usuratonkachi.”

Without turning around, he already knew who was there. He could recognize that voice anywhere. That annoying voice belongs to none other than the prick-as-hell Uchiha-freaking-Sasuke. Oh, how he hated that bastard. Sometime, Naruto hoped that—that freak was some criminal so just that he had a reason to beat him to a bloody pulp. And now—cursing his bad luck—he had to go to a festival with said freak.

Oh, the joy!

Slowly, Naruto turned his head to look at Sasuke.

“Lookie, who is here? The bastard in person. Tonight is looking much better already.” He said with remorse, conveying his exact thoughts to Sasuke.

Tonight was going to be hell.

“Likewise. Where is Sakura?” Sasuke dead-panned. It was awkward to say this, but he could feel the boy. He too felt that tonight was going to be hell.

909

 

A few minutes later, Sakura arrived, wearing a very beautiful kimono (“Sakura-chan, you look soooooooo beautiful!”) and proceeded to drag both boys to the center of the festival. The moment Sasuke was out in the open, he can felt thousands of eyes feasted on him.

Damn!

All the staring made him nervous and he fidgeted. Sure, Sasuke get stared on daily basis but tonight there were too much. Trying hard not to look into any of those eyes, his eyes came to rest upon Naruto. For the first time that night, he saw what Naruto wore properly.

Holyshit! What is the dobe wearing? That's look like--like a girl.

“…….That's looks like a girl.”

“What did you just say teme? I dare you to say it again.”

“Hn. I didn't say anything stupid.”

Shit! Did I just say that out loud?

“Don't you lie, you stupid-teme. I heard you, but if yo…”

“You look like a girl.”

Naruto eyes widened comically.

“Why, you?!! That's it. I'm going to kick your ass.”

“Dream on.”

Anger consumed the blond boy, burning him inside-out and feeling that Sasuke's face needed some readjustments, Naruto started to advance on Sasuke to blow him a punch when Sakura pulled his elbow which abruptly stopping him.

“You two! If you kept this up, I'm going to tell Kakashi-sensei and you know what he's going to do to both of you.”

That made Naruto and Sasuke stopped. They forgot about Kakashi and his little blackmail scheme.

Damn Kakashi. They thought simultaneously.

But that didn't stop them from throwing insult to each other. Nuh-uh, no way.

“Bastard.”

“Usuratonkachi.”

“Bastardy, bastard.”

“Usuratonkachi.”

Naruto glared at Sasuke.

“Bassssssssssssssssssssssssssssstardddddddddddddddddddddddd !”

“Dobe.”

“Baaa-aaa-aaaa-aaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-stard!”

Sasuke looked at Naruto funny. And then,

“Dooooooooooooooooooooo-beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.”