Warnings (seriously, you have to consider these) : Inanity, ramblings, forced humor (though if it doesn't seem forced to you... please do tell me as I am currently spazzing out), OOCness, and somewhat plotlessness. There are also Japanese words (there are translations at the end). An... overusage (?) of Japanese words.
It'll eventually become a NaruSasu. Eventually, of course.
This is somewhat a twisted fairytale.
Chapter 1 – Uchiha-kimi : Runaway
It was midnight in the powerful Oto-oukoku. The moon was full and bright and beautiful. The stars were out and could be seen clearly. The sky truly was a wonder to behold this night. The grasshoppers' legs were making those nightly sounds that they were a bit famous for, the nightly counterparts of cicadas. The frogs in the ponds were croaking. Fireflies could be seen flitting about in the riverbanks. Not many were able to see the beauty that could be seen during midnight. Most of them were all asleep, tucked up in their beds or in wherever they slept.
It was only nine hours before the big and much publicized wedding between the king of this insanely powerful and domineering kingdom, Kaimei Orochimaru, and the youngest of King Uchiha Fugaku's sons, Sasuke.
Fugaku-ou's oldest son and the crown prince of Uchiha-oukoku, Itachi-kimi, had been rather enraged at the idea that his younger and extremely-reluctant-with-marriage-and-other-things-related-to-that brother was going to marry a man like Orochimaru-ou but had kept this to himself. He would intervene if things got out of hand or if the marriage really would happen.
Itachi-kimi and Orochimaru-ou had never been that close. In fact, one could even say that Itachi-kimi loathed the man with the intensity of a hundred stars. Orochimaru-ou, on the other hand, was a bit angry, yet admiring, at the boy because of the pretty eyes that he possessed. Itachi-kimi just knew that the old man wanted to marry his brother for revenge. He really did wish that he hadn't pissed off Orochimaru-ou so much in the dinner they'd both attended five months ago. There was that and that Orochimaru-ou wanted his pretty younger brother all for himself. That man... was going to defile his brother! Itachi-kimi just knew it. But he also knew that his father wouldn't believe him, despite being the favorite son and all, so, as stated above, he just kept it to himself.
He knew that his father didn't like Sasuke-kimi that much and so, was rather willing to... give him away. Honestly, Itachi-kimi didn't know how Sasuke-kimi could be hated. Sure, his foolishness might be irritating, but it was also rather adorable and endearing. Besides, shouldn't their father be happy that he got two genius sons instead of just one? That man was asking for too much.
Sasuke-kimi and Itachi-kimi's mother, Mikoto-oukou, hadn't seen all of that tension between Itachi-kimi and Orochimaru-ou or the reluctance of Sasuke-kimi to get married. She just saw the positive things. She was happy that her youngest was finally going to get married despite the custom for the eldest to get married before the youngest. She truly was a nice and innocent woman. Itachi-kimi sometimes wished that she wasn't. Then she could've done something to stop this insanity.
Orochimaru-ou, on the other hand, was ecstatic about the marriage. Almost everyone knew that he lusted after poor little Sasuke-kimi ever since he set sights on the boy. Which was a year ago, when the boy was fifteen-years-old. Yes, Orochimaru-ou was a bit of a pedophile and he loved beautiful things a lot.And Fugaku-ou only saw that this lust of Orochimaru-ou could benefit the Uchiha-oukoku. Oto was known for their unrivaled army and excellent defenses. Once his son got married to Orochimaru-ou, the two kingdoms would be alliances and then he, too, could get his hands on what the Oto-oukoku had.
Tough luck for him, then. Orochimaru-ou was not someone to share. Well, except perhaps with Sasuke-kimi. He could never refuse that, quote, delectable piece of untouched ass, end quote, anything. In fact, he pampered his cute little virgin soon-to-be-wife/husband. Made sure that the boy was always the pretty boy that almost everyone wanted to have a go at. That also meant that Orochimaru-ou made Sasuke-kimi do nothing all day but just act all pretty-pretty and stuff. Oh, yeah, and model these cute clothes.
Everyone knew that Orochimaru-ou was into cosplay or, rather, cross-dressing (other people, of course). Everyone also had a hunch that that particular fetish was a result of hanging around Sasori-danna, the best damn puppeteer in the whole world who lived in Suna-oukoku. But quite frankly, nobody was dead set on arguing with Orochimaru-ou. Sasuke-kimi did look quite cute in those costumes. Like that amazingly short French maid outfit that had blood spurting out of noses in seconds.
Everyone also knew that Sasuke-kimi did not want to be Orochimaru-ou's wife/husband. The pretty prince, as far as everybody knew, was asexual, much like his older brother, and if he was to marry, he certainly wouldn't get stuck with someone who was, like, forty years older than him or something, even if the aforementioned person was very handsome. Which Orochimaru-ou clearly was. In a wee bit eerie way though.
"Like fuck I'm getting married to that wrinkled old man," Sasuke muttered.
Not that Orochimaru-ou actually was wrinkled. He had smooth and pale skin. Deathly pale, especially what with that black hair of his. Sasuke was secretly scared of the man and his love of snakes. Intense love of snakes, mind you. He wouldn't admit to that though. He had his Uchiha pride.
Ah, Sasuke. He was wearing a black, ankle-length overcoat that had a hood, black boots, and dark-tinted glasses. Underneath that was black baggy pants and a black, long-sleeved, turtle-neck sweater-like shirt, on top of which was a dark blue, v-neck shirt. It was, after all, a rather chilly evening.
He was also carrying a small bag that was filled with his most important belongings and all of his wardrobe. How did he manage to fit his humongous wardrobe there? Easy! They were in a capsule, of course! Oto-oukoku was very advanced in their technology, too.
He sat on the railing of the balcony, then began to scale down the wall. Orochimaru-ou had put a lot of guards where Sasuke-kimi was, afraid that someone would dare to go inside his beloved's room, but Sasuke-kimi had managed to memorize the schedules and the habits of his guards and so, he managed to get through all of them quite easily despite Oto-oukoku being known for its defenses. Then again, Sasuke-kimi was a very clever boy. Not to mention he was also pretty strong for a pampered prince and it was all thanks to Itachi-kimi.
He soon got to the damned wall, climbed it, and when he got to the top, he made a great leap towards the ground, easily passing the moat which surrounded the whole palace... which wasn't really easy to do if you weren't an elite fighter, or something like that, like Sasuke, seeing as the moat was around nine meters or so.
Once he reached the ground, he began running to the nearest exit. Luckily, Orochimaru-ou had never thought of putting walls around his kingdom. Something about it being far too vast and such. Unluckily though, the nearest exit within arm's reach was a forest. It was called The Forest of Death because the translations were far too troublesome as no could also be mistaken for the usual, English no.
There was a reason why the forest was called like that, and Sasuke was one of the many people who happened to know. It wasn't as if it was some sort of secret or anything. The story was quite well-known.
Many things happened in The Forest of Death. Many unusual things. Some even said that it was haunted or that demons inhabited it. Sasuke, of course, thought that that was utter bull, but it wouldn't hurt to be careful, right?
It was around three in the morning when he finally reached the entrance to the forest. By then, he was already pretty tired but he wanted to be sure that no perverted, snake-loving pedophiles were on his tail. That, or the aforementioned pedophiles' many followers. Sasuke swore that those idiots followed Orochimaru-ou with blind faithfulness. He bet that they'd even jump to their deaths if Orochimaru-ou wished it. He was probably right.
Not to mention he had gotten quite hot. Running for hours tended to do that. Though that was easily fixed when he took off his heavy coat and slung it on his shoulder, knowing that he'd soon feel the cold after a while. Winters in Oto-oukoku and its neighbors were fierce. Probably reflecting their leaders.
So Sasuke pushed his limits in order to escape Orochimaru-ou. Such was his devotion to not marrying that freaky king/dictator. Simply heart-breaking and touching. Like a soap opera. But he didn't want to compare his life to some soap, even though it was startlingly like one, because if he did that, that would mean that he watched soaps. Which he didn't, by the way. His mother did. He just happened to be in the same room as her whenever she watched those tearjerkers. He only cried because every time he went inside that room, he'd always get something in his eye. No, he didn't also secretly watch soaps while he was with Orochimaru-ou. Orochimaru-ou was the one who liked watching soaps. He also just also happened to be in the same room as the snake king. Yeah.
Sasuke was a very manly man and would never do such girly things willingly.
He eventually stopped walking after an hour or so. Surely his fiancé wouldn't find him so quickly. It was still... three fifty-five, according to his watch, in the morning. People went in his room at around six in the morning which gave him around two hours worth of rest. Good enough for him. Boy, were they in a shitload of surprise once they went inside his room. Orochimaru-ou would make a fit. And he had managed to escape on the day of their wedding, too. Of course he had planned to escape on this day. He always planned things. Well, most of them, anyway. He knew that this would create more frustration for Kaimei-sama. Bastard deserved it anyway.
Sasuke sat on a tree root and placed his bag beside him. He leaned his back on the huge trunk and sighed. So far so good. He got out of his bag a thermos which contained some good ol' green tea. This one had some medicinal perks to it since it was made by Oto-oukoku's best medic and Orochimaru-ou's number one wanna-be-concubine, Yakushi Kabuto.
Sasuke snickered, remembering the medic. Kabuto had obviously been jealous when he heard that Orochimaru-ou was going to marry him. The guy was seriously obsessed with the man. Would have even tried to kill Sasuke, too, if it wasn't that Orochimaru-ou loved him so much. Keh. He would've preferred to die than to be liked by that dude. Didn't they know what asexual meant?! Anyway, why hadn't Orochimaru-ou picked Itachi-kimi-niisan rather than he, Sasuke-kimi-otouto? Itachi-kimi was obviously more than a... match for Orochimaru-ou. Sasuke rolled his eyes at that. As if Itachi-kimi, not to mention their kingdom, would willingly give himself up.
Sasuke drank some of the tea. Refreshing, calming, nice. Those were what the tea made him feel. And how he should feel in order to have a much better journey. No way in hell was he going to Orochimaru-ou to come and marry him. Going home also wasn't an option since his father would only make him go back to Oto-oukoku.
Back then, Sasuke would do anything for Fugaku-ou. He loved his father to death. Though it seemed as if his father wasn't going to reciprocate any time soon. So, instead, he focused his love on Itachi-kimi who seemed to respond nicely. Oh, and let's not forget their mother, Mikoto-oukou.
He sighed. Life was much better this way. He was single and definitely not married to that snake-man, not to mention he was finally free. Hopefully it would stay that way. He closed his thermos, then put it back in his bag. He stood up and brushed his coat, which he had sat on, of the dirt as much as he could.
He needed to make sure that he really wouldn't marry that man. He'd much rather die than become Orochimaru-ou's pet. He wasn't like Kabuto. Heck, he didn't even remotely liked Orochimaru-ou. He was far too creeped out by that man's odd habits and personality quirks to ever deem that man likable for him. Or marriage material.
The only possible way that he would ever agree to marry that man was if he was intoxicated, either with alcohol or with drugs. Of course, that wasn't going to happen any time soon. Orochimaru-ou was a smart man. Sasuke knew that the man would think of that eventually.
With his stronger-than-ever resolve, he trudged through the early morning bravely, not caring where he would wind up as long as there was no Orochimaru-ou or anybody whom he would be forced to marry.
To be continued (unfortunately?)...
Translations that are hopefully right :
oukoku – kingdom or monarchy
ou – king
kimi – prince
oukou – queen
danna – what Deidara calls Sasori ; master or (informal) husband
sama – master ; a more formal term of address than -san
otouto – little / younger brother
Thank you for reading this somewhat insane story that spawned out of nowhere. If it isn't too much, please comment on it. If you find any mistakes, please do tell me. It would mean so much to me.
Naruto will appear later on. Much later on.
On the next chapter, Neji's supposed to make an appearance. And Sasuke gets into another sticky predicament without even knowing it.
