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Naruto / ナルト by Kishimoto Masashi / 岸本斉史 .

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Hinata found Menma at last and walked over to him with annoyance in her features. "Stop trying to run! I know what you did!" she barked before pulling him close by his collar, a scowl on her face. "You've been spending a lot of time with Charasuke lately and if he tries to corrupt you into becoming a cheap playboy like him, I'll punch his lights out! And yours too if I see you so much as look or smile in another girl's direction!" (From RTN! Hinata) (bloomingtalent)

     Man, this was awkward. What the hell was she talking about? Naruto stumbles on his feet when she yanks him forward by the collar, whiskered cheeks paling over as he stares into her Byakugan.

     ‘She’s so scary! How does Menma deal with this sorta thing?!’

     He nods once, sweating, raising his hands defensively and offering a nervous giggle.

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crackuzu·:

It was undeniable. His trademark optimism had been passed down to his own child. Naruto spoke just as directly as he had, but with a goal. A goal Minato couldn’t help but agree with. To spend more time with his son and to be a family they never had the chance to be. With a nod of his head, his smile returns.

“Then I’ll do what I can too. After all, what kind of father would I be if I didn’t help my own son?” The blonde laughs at his own comment, pushing aside the little voice in his head giving him directions to go.

     “ Now you’re gettin’ it, Tou-san! Yeah yeah! You an’ me are gonna be one unstoppable team, y’know?! ”

     He was his son, wasn’t he? From his looks to his ambitions, Naruto had the mind and soul of a shinobi right to his core. Personality wise, Naruto was a lot like his mother— right down to his little talking quirk. Leaning back and offering his Dad the strongest, most optimistic smile he could, Naruto finally feels brave enough to let go of his father’s cloak and step back into his own space.

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konohasflirt​:

Menma finally arrived and Sasuke followed him and saw that none of the other guys were present (at least ones he knew). Placing himself next to Menma he grabbed a bowl from beside him and filling it with water and dumping it on himself.

The hair was the first thing that got wet, his duckbutt no more and falling flat instead. Then, he briefly glanced over to Menma before filling the bowl again and dumping some more on his shoulders now.

Then he briefly got up, discarding his towel before sitting back down. It would only get wet if he kept it on.

     Yanking his own towel out from around his hips and instead over his lap, Naruto stares forwards at the plain bathhouse wall in thought. Zoning out for a bit and letting his hands roam on autopilot, he refills the bowl full of hot water and dumps it all over his spiky blond hair. Most of it manages to keep its shape, though, it was stubborn— just like him.

     Naruto grabs one of the neatly folded flannels and begins scrubbing soapy hot water over his own biceps. He glances beside him to Sasuke, looking him up and down. Yeah, he looked just like him.

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konohasflirt·:

His suggestion of help was left in the air and Sasuke felt slight disappointment rise in him. He couldn’t explain it…but this Naruto - and perhaps Menma…made him feel…things. He wouldn’t have thought that anyone - and his teammate or lookalike would make him feel this conflicted!

And his thoughts were confirmed with that one word and Sasuke just stared wide-eyed at the copy of Menma for a moment. This was much more than ‘i like him’ or 'he is my best friend’! His heart skipped a beat at that one word - the way he looked while saying it - and part of him hated having these feelings!

With his hand removed, Sasuke takes a hesitant step back, not wanting to see Naruto leave so soon. But the longer he stayed with him, the harder it would be for the both of them. But Sasuke had to do it! So he forced himself to look at him again.

“Where have you seen Madara last?” he asked while he still felt his previous questions float through his mind and the need for some form of physical reassurance that…Menma was still here - that Naruto was here at least.

     “ I haven’t seen ‘im since he casted the Jutsu that sent Sakura-chan ‘n me here, n’ I found out this was another world when everyone started callin’ me Menma. I dunno how to get back home, but Sakura-chan n’ I are figurin’ things out. Don’t tell anyone, okay? If everyone freaks out then shit’s gonna get real nasty here... It’s why I didn’t say anythin’ in the first place. ”

     God, Madara pissed him off. If it weren’t for him, he wouldn’t be in this situation. But, it was nice to see Sasuke again... seeing what he would look like and wear at their current ages, years later from when they were kids — if he were still in the village. That, and Naruto actually had parents here. Well, they were Menma’s parents, but ... where the hell was that guy, anyway?

     “ Jus’ keep an eye out for Madara, yeah? You can help us take ‘im down. Til then.. ”

     Until then, what...? He had something on the tip of his tongue, but it wouldn’t leave his lips at all. It was as if he was blind to his own feelings. Which he was.

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crackuzu·:

The words rang through his entire body. ‘DONT GO ANYWHERE THIS TIME’. Oh but if he could stay in this moment forever. He had no life, no home, no material possessions to give up in exchange to stay here with his son. Minato’s brows push together and he hesitates before cupping the teen’s cheeks to tilt his head up. “I can’t promise that..” He says sternly. He keeps his voice flat and gaze fixed. There was no joking around, nor beating around the bush. He was direct, and obviously frustrated by this fact.

“Someone has brought me back to the world of the living, I know not why. But they plan to use me and my skills. If they were able to break the reaper’s seal on my soul, then they’re very SKILLED INDIVIDUALS.”

     Naruto was a shinobi who understood the importance of truth, and he also was familiar with the danger that came with such a powerful jutsu like Edo Tensei. Despite all that, it didn’t mean he couldn’t feel disappointed or upset.

     “ I’ll stop ‘em, ” He says, looking into his eyes with ambition. “ If it means you can stay y’know then... ”

     Uzumaki’s fully aware of how silly and childish what he said was, but he could dream that this would last forever, and he will continue to until it really does happen. Clutching his father’s cloak, he smiles.

     “ ..Yondaime, Tou-san, I'm gonna fight to keep you here 'ttebayo. ”

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konohasflirt​:

Sasuke heard him agree and there was this slight sense of relief. This was Menma! Besides, money, there wasn’t anything that could get wet so he went to grab a towel before going to one of the changing stalls and quickly took off all clothes and accessories he wore before wrapping the towel around himself. Then he placed his belongings neatly inside one of the shelves before waiting for his teammate to finish.

He reminded himself to bring some hair gel and lotion. Well, today was probably not a day in which he looked his best but it wasn’t like Menma cared or any of the girls would spot him, hopefully.

     Naruto complied as well, stripping himself of his clothes behind his own changing stall and wrapping a towel around his hips. Meeting back up with Sasuke, he blinks at him before casting his gaze to the mostly empty guys side of the bathhouse — he didn’t spot any of his, no, Menma’s teammates there, just a few random guys.

     This was getting pretty personal. Looking back at Sasuke out of the corners of his eyes, Naruto clears his throat and walks confidently into the steaming area, sitting himself down on a low bench and picks up one of the wooden bowls full of hot water. He dumps it over himself and thinks.

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konohasflirt·:

There was a long silence - a silence that killed him! Why wouldn’t Menma say anything? And why did he look so…broken? So guilty? What happened? Did something happen on that mission? He wouldn’t admit it but while being extremely angry…Sasuke also worried for him. This isn’t you! Who are you?

And finally, he explained himself but it was a story so unbelievable and out of reach, hadn’t he looked utterly miserable, he would’ve snapped at him. But he didn’t - he just listened. “N-naruto?” he repeated the name, his voice sounding alien to him suddenly. But that wasn’t all and apparently there was a copy of him too that left his home and he refrained from asking what happened, partly because he didn’t want to know.

This Naruto looked so broken and guilt-stricken that he removed his kunai from him. No enemy would give a speech like this. So did that mean…that Menma was still gone? There was a brief pang of longing in his chest before he loosened his grip on the wrist but didn’t let go yet. Maybe he had been selfish too.

“You look just like him so I guess…I didn’t want to say anything when I noticed the little differences between you and him. But…maybe I could help you get this Madara?” he said hesitantly, feeling like he’d loose what he had of his best friend in doing so.

But I’ll miss you…

His hand left the wrist before taking in a breath and looking at him. “What does he mean to you?” he asked, indirectly asking his question again. What do I mean to you?

     Swapsuke says his name, and it rolls off of his tongue so perfectly... even with his hesitation, it felt like home the way he had said his name. Naruto’s bottom lip tenses as he withheld himself from breaking down right there. Then, the copy announces that he could help with Madara, and that could very well be extremely useful to him and Sakura. What better help than Sasuke? If he was anything like Sasuke back home in regards to skill, definitely, that was the best idea.

     What does he mean to you?

     The question sends a pang of hurt throughout Naruto’s entire body, which shows itself in his expression. Despite it, his lips tug upwards just slightly, a broken, pining smile on his face.

     “ ...Everything. ”

     ‘I’m sure Menma feels the same way about you, Sasuke. That’s just not me. Dammit, at least he isn’t pissed off with me anymore. Maybe this place mirrors more than looks, after all.’

     Naruto’s eyes follow the look-alike’s hand slowly loosen and let go from his wrist, his heartbeat throbbing inside his chest. No, not yet, please... Just a little longer.

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     Praise from his father, his gentle voice, it was everything he had hoped for. For years, hearing his parents’ voices and feeling their warmth was merely an impossible fantasy, but here he was, being held by his own dad. He tugs on Minato’s cloak so tight it made noise. He was real.

     “ Again.. I get to see you again... don’t go anywhere this time! ”

     A request? begging? either way, it yanked on his heartstrings painfully. He had met his father before, talked it out with him, but this was during his fight with Pein directly after Jiraiya’s death. And back then, Minato’s chakra faded after he resealed Kurama. Naruto didn’t get the chance for love in that moment, but now..

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“Hello Naruto… My, it’s been a while..” He whispers, embracing the smaller man tightly. He fights back tears that threaten to fall from his eyes and hands grip and pull on Naruto’s clothes. “You’ve done so well, and come so far.” Minato smiles as he pulls away, his cheeks genuinely lifting his eyes.

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konohasflirt·:

Sasuke heard him state he’d come with him and while he’d have said that he wasn’t invited after what he did just now, part of him also missed that annoyance. It’s been some time he was on that mission with Jiraya and while he might not admit it, it felt good to see him back. “Hn. Fine.”

It didn’t take long for him to arrive in front of the bathhouse and he was about to enter when he saw several girls rushing in his direction - normally he wouldn’t be opposed to spending time with them but now he wanted to enjoy his other company.

“Sasuke-kun! When can we go on a date?”

“I’ve been waiting by the academy for you!”

They were all talking all at once and he put on a smile, waving them off before briefly activating his Sharingan.

“Not now. I’d like to take a bath first. How about you go and spend time together for a change?” he smiled and they nodded immediately and went off together. “Sometimes, girls can be so troublesome,” he sighed before entering the bathhouse.

     Did Sasuke just dismiss, like, seven girls in favor for him? No, no, he was definitely reading too much into the situation. Again. Shaking his head, this time not bringing it up but simply thinking about it over and over, Naruto follows Sasuke into the bathhouse without a word.

     Stuffing his hands into his orange pants’ pockets, he feels around for anything that could get ruined by water. Nope, all good. Wait, he was being talked to, wasn’t he? Shit. Girls can be troublesome? Yeah right, who ever thought that? Well, probably Menma.

     “ Yeah, ” he agrees, but obviously not really siding with him at all. Oh, what Naruto would give for girls to crowd him like that. Not that it mattered much now due to certain events, he probably didn’t have time for girls when Sasuke still needed to be brought back home.

     ....Ah... home .... he really missed it.

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konohasflirt·:

He saw how uncomfortable Menma suddenly got by his question and he felt his own heart pick up pace. This wasn’t true! Menma…couldn’t possibly…have…

But then, he moved back and almost screamed his answer and for a moment, Sasuke blanked out - what did he say? It was as if Sasuke lost all feeling in his body. His hands were limp at his sides.

He said he wasn’t Menma? Was this a joke? But how could it if he noticed the signs? So was he…an enemy?

The fake Menma repeated his statement and Sasuke felt like he had just woken up from a bad dream before grabbing the other’s wrist and pressing a kunai to his neck.

“Then who are you and why are you here?” he growled threateningly while his mind asked an entirely different question. Why did you look at me like that? Why did you touch me like that?

Kunai pressed against his neck, wrist within a tight grasp, Naruto doesn’t fight him. No, this Sasuke had every right to feel lied to and betrayed. The imbalance of truth was finally settled though... wait. Not yet. Naruto had to explain, still. Man, was Sakura going to kill him for this, y’know, if this Sasuke didn’t try to first.

    Eyes drifting down to avoid the hurt, angry look on swapsuke’s face, he swallows to wet his dry throat— feeling his skin pinch against the sharp blade.

    “ I’m ... Uzumaki Naruto. I come from another place, ‘nother world. Me n’ Sakura-chan were put into this world by Madara, n’ I gotta find a way back to my own world to stop ‘im from hurting my friends. ”

    There’s a pause, and Naruto looks extremely guilty.

    “ Where I’m from, you left the village after we fought.. Since then I.. ” Do details, no, excuses really matter? Would anything Naruto say sway this look-alike to feel any differently? Would it change anything at all? His eyes look blank, usually bright blue and filled with energy, now vessels filled with raw emotion.

    “ ..I’m sorry. I didn’t wanna hurt you anymore, y’know? I don’t know where Menma really is, ” He mumbles. “ ...Y’ look just like him. I was being selfish, I know you’re not Sasuke from back home, but... ”

     ‘I miss him so much. The things you’ve done to me, swapsuke, I’m so conflicted dammit! I don’t know how to feel about anything anymore! You’re the one with his face, his eyes, his voice... his stupid hair! I can’t help it... I hate this!’

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konohasflirt·:

Sasuke was momentarily lost in thought before hearing Menma’s question and saw that his fingers were still on his chest and he quickly pulled away. He scoffed in slight annoyance before deactivating his Sharingan. “Forget it! I don’t want to fight you,” he muttered with a hint of disappointment before turning back to him once more. “I’m going to the bathhouse,” he stated, almost as if it was an invitation. After all this arguing, he needed to unwind for a while.

It wasn’t like Sakura would arrive any time soon and they weren’t having any mission so why not make the best out of his time - especially when Menma managed to rile him up again.

     That was totally an invitation, right? Why else would he say it out loud like that? Naruto positions his arms either side of his head in his typical care-free relaxed manner. It was pretty out of character for Menma, not that he would know that, though.

     “ ...’Kay, I’m gonna come with you, then.. ”

     It was undeniable, Naruto missed Sasuke, which was why he was intent on following him. And here he was, back in the village — no, not his village, but something similar nonetheless.. it still felt like it was a temporary fill to the void that his heart had been thrown into the second Sasuke left Konoha.

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Walks up and ruffles his son's hair.

     “ Tou-san! ”

     He has T-minus 2 seconds... Ah, too late, he’s hugging him already.