Outsiders

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A/N: Lets just hope i make it through this alive, like theres too much to type here and its hard to organise my thoughts in my not-so-dense brain. Anyways tell me what u think :3

They were scurrying down the brightly lit parade in pursuit of Naruto. With their heavy, growling guts they begrudgingly followed Naruto to the ramen store of this world.

"OLD MAN SHOW ME YOUR MENU" Naruto walked in, making quite an entrance, with his hands up at a 120-degree angle. The little girl behind the counter was wiping down the bench-tops when he came in. Now she was standing on her toes with her teeth bared, four morbidly obese veins pumping on her forehead, all hot in the face. She growled deeper than a bear coming out of hibernation.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING AN OLD MAN?" she spat.

Naruto sweat-dropped, and at that moment the squad had finally caught up. The girl behind the counter, her name Miku as written on her name-tag, was holding a pair of unusually long metal chopsticks and a heavy cast iron saucepan, deadly killer intent flowing into the recesses of the bar. Not only was she aiming at Naruto, yet she was looking cross eyed between the whole squad.

Kakashi looked at Naruto, a bead of sweat forming on his mask. He cleared his throat and began cooing the little girl in a silky, artificially smooth voice. With years of practice (and reading his smut books) he knew exactly what to say to a woman in this situation.

"Say, your eyes really do look beautiful when you're angry," He began. Naruto stared with his jaw swinging to and fro. His teacher was at least thirty, yet he was talking to this girl, likely just fourteen, smoothly like Pervy Sage. He swallowed his discomfort and watched on.

Miku had recoiled completely, blinking in confusion.

"Say, how about five bowls of your finest ramen, made by you personally?" Kakashi had leaned in to her ear and whispered, making Miku's spine tingle. An ever-growing, rosy blush erupted from the depths of her face, her shoulders almost melting.

"It's on me, by the way..." Kakashi threw in a flashy wink and ran his fingers through his silvery grey hair toupee . Naruto observed the scene, subconsciously thinking Kakashi's hair was a fire hazard.

Sasuke looked away, slightly amused by how easy humans were to manipulate. Miku was like every other one of his fangirls, big ass simps willing to do anything for his love. They all claimed they 'Loved' him, but he knew better.

He looked back at Kakashi's tall, well-structured build. Had he ever been in love? He suddenly imagined himself snooping into his sensei's love life, something very unholy in his eyes. He quickly averted his gaze at Naruto, wondering what his minuscule brain was fabricating.

Kakashi fake-smiled under his mask. You could tell, as he didn't close his one eye. The girl fell for it though, her eyes now heavy lidded.

"Actually, it's my treat." She spoke, a syrupy vocal dripping from her oral cavity. She slumped off behind the counter and began filling up a saucepan with water.

Naruto motioned everyone to take a seat on the green and gold seats behind the windows. They all chose a spot, Shikamaru next to the wall to lean on, a look which resembled a sloth stitched to his face.

Sakura walked up to the counter and smiled at Miku.

"Hey, do you guys accept tips?" She asked, some extra cash jingling in her palms.

"Yeah go for it" a red-headed boy who had emerged from the freezer room said, carrying a box of fish cakes. He walked over to Sakura and gently picked up a coin from her hand and dragged it up to his eye level. The face of Tobirama peered back at him, face paint and all. Snapping it in the clutches of his teeth and tested its strength. It didn't budge.