Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Truth or Dare? ❯ Truth or Dare? ( One-Shot )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

The redhead sighed, smacking his hand against his forehead. ‘I knew I shouldn’t of agreed to play this game!’
“You have to do it, Gaara-kun. You HAVE to.” Kankuro glared at him, earning an ‘eat me’ look. Surprisingly, Gaara recieved an ‘I will later’ look.
Gaara rolled his eyes, taking the outfit and walking into the bathroom. ‘How could he’ve possibly tricked me into dressing up as Sakura!?’ he grumbled, slipping on the pink wig. After fully dressed, he came out of the bathroom, recieving a whistle from Kankuro.
Instantly, he blushed. “Shut up!” He squealed almost girly, his hands to his hips. “Where do I have to go, again?”
“You have to walk to the bridge where Team 7 meet, then say, ‘I’m a very pretty Gaara, yes I am,’ and then come back.” Kankuro smiled as if he’d said nothing at all wrong, but Gaara’s mouth gaped as if he had just asked him to disable a bomb. He stomped out of the door, knowing Kankuro would force him to do it one way or another, and made his way to the bridge.
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“Can you believe the nerve of that woman!? Glomping on you like you’re her man! Well, you’re not! You’re mine! MINE!!” Naruto whined, shaking Sasuke’s arm vigerously.
“Naruto, I get it. How about I just kill her?” No matter how much he wanted to deep down in his soul, he could never do that. Think of all the charges!
“Do it.”
“WHAT!?”
“Do it. Kill Sakura.”
“I..I couldn’t-
“IF YOU LOVE ME, YOU’LL DO IT!” Naruto began crying, slumping onto his knees with his head in his palms.
“...Fine. Because I love you.” Sasuke smirked, awaiting the arival of the soon-to-be dead Sakura.
Minutes later, the pink-haired bitch was walking up to them, waving.
‘I’ll get her while she’s distracted.’ Sasuke crashed right into Sakura, pressing into her neck to knock her into a deep, deep, sleep...
They began to walk towards Kakashi’s house to tell him the ‘bad news,’ when all of a sudden a figure appeared behind Sasuke...and glomped him.
“Sakura?! I thought we-,” Naruto stopped mid-sentence, making up an excuse, “I thought you were sick today?”
“No, you baka!” He recieved a punch from Sakura, for no apparent reason, for being the ‘baka’ he was. Suddenly, Sakura’s cell phone rang.
“Hello? Okay. Okay. Bye.” She closed her cell phone, running back towards her house, “Mom called! Bye, Sasuke-kun!” and disappeared.
“Wait...if that was the real Sakura...then who did we...?” Naruto stopped, thinking who could possibly be dressed up as that slut. Sasuke gasped, remembering that Kankuro had said that the was going to make Gaara wear a Sakura outfit. The both looked at each other, horrified, realizing the truth.
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“Ugh....HELP! Please...someone?” The figure hung desperately from the bottom of the bridge above the sharp rocks, only held from them by a rope around his feet. The wig fell off and into the river, Gaara watching it slowly drift away. Any more blood running into his head, and he’d die!
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Naruto and Sasuke, not far from the bridge, began running quickly back to it. they looked under the bridge, the sight of a certain sand ninja screaming like a girl and a Sakura wig clinging to a rock.
The name of the deceased cosplayer was unknown.