Rivals Or More? A SasuNaru Story

Chapter 16: Bridal Style Naruko

Naruto's POV

I was scared outta my pants. Though obviously I wouldn't admit that to Sasuke. Where does that stupid teme even get such idiotic ideas from? Did he learn from someone? My evil mind reminds me that usually I am the one who has such ideas and that I may have influenced him. Bad, bad me.

Why, Ramen God, why do I have to bear such burden? Just thinking of how humiliating it will be is making me all tensed. But part of me feels up for the challenge.

I also know for a fact that I shouldn't care what the villagers think because whatever I do, it isn't possible for them to hate me any more than they currently do. Their hate meter is to the max. 'Now who can help that?', I think to myself, feeling oddly nonchalant in such a matter.

Well then, when I think like that, it still sounds bearable. But, I just can't help but cringe at the thought of being a girl.

Especially when it went from dressing up as a girl to using a transformation jutsu. I have to actually transform into a girl version of myself! Sasuke forced me into mastering the jutsu the whole day yesterday. The stubborn teme was literally standing on my head to make sure I was learning it. Of course, he already knew how to use the jutsu; stupid Uchiha talent.

Yesterday was a crazy day with my poor, distressed self bearing the evil, bossy and unrelenting Sasuke. His teaching technique was totally different from the usual teachers.

I have to admit though, he is really good at teaching. Because he made the impossible task of me learning a justsu like that in just a day shockingly possible.

So today here I am, in front of the mirror, trying to pop out a vivid imagination of the comical scenario that Sasuke and I would make: Me faking cheerfulness as I waved at everyone merrily and clung onto Sasuke for dear life so that he wouldn't drop my sorry ass 'by mistake'; while he carried me in front of everyone like a macho man. Well, a macho kid. How can a kid even be macho? Ugh, anyways, I sweat dropped at the idea.

Yeah, right. I'm still not accepting the nagging fact that I won't be a boy today!

Want to hear something even more scandalous and ridiculous?

They frigging had a joyous, evil, too nicely taken care of and just too grand of a name ceremony for my girl self!

Naruko.

What the actual fuck? Just replace a damn letter, and lo presto, you got a girl's name! How the hell do I even cope with such extreme ludicrousness.

Seriously, though. Naruko? Just ew.

How do they even think that name is cute? Well, since everyone I know is a little weird, I guess you gotta expect that.

I pat my cheeks firmly, giving myself a prep talk. I stare at myself in the mirror and take a deep breathe.

"Okay, Naruto, not Naruko, believe in yourself. This is nothing compared to the difficulties you have already faced living alone and being lonely and the coming difficulties you will face ahead when becoming a Hokage. You are the best, you can face it, you are the bravest, you-"

I'm cut off by a roaring laughter. I turn around to see Sasuke Uchiha - the least emotion showing freak I have ever encountered - laughing his ass off. He points at me.

"Na-Naruto! You are so weird! Were you seriously just now talking to yourself?" He stutters out between more laughs.

I'm dumbstruck as my wide eyes take in the sight of the Gloomy Paradise King clutching at his stomach while he laughed heartily, oozing pure genuineness.