Boys of Hidden Villages
By: Asagi Tsuki
Title inspired by the title 'Boys of Mineral Town'. Sorry, my brain had just stopped working to think for a title.
Summary: what if a wicked witch (me) approached Sasuke and gave him an aphrodisiac? Every boys fall for him and that could only mean one thing: chaos
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Chapter One The Wicked Witch and the Aphrodisiac
It was late night already, the moon shining fully, looking like a certain silver saucer on the dark starless sky. Several howls of wolves were heard as the village was situated near a group of forests, and one couldn't expect that there were no wolves in a forest. Luckily, there aren't any werewolves so they didn't have to actually hire a ghost buster team.
The noise of flapping wings was heard as a horde of bats flew from their sleeping spot at the approaching night. There was another reason for them to leave their sleeping spot, and that was because a girl with shoulder length black hair that claimed to be the Wicked Witch from the East flew by.
Why the Wicked Witch from the East, you asked? Simple. She adored Seiryuu and that was the answer. She was riding on her broomstick, followed closely by her pet. Yes, her pet. But not a black cat like most witches had. She had a white wolf as her pet, and most witches started to doubt if she is really a witch or just a crazed chemist.
She had been conducting uncountable researches on creating a perfect love potion, or so she had said, that she would try on her several favorite bishounen to see the effect. She happened to finish the love potion, but it was actually an aphrodisiac, and not a common love potion.
"I can't believe you actually finish it," a white wolf commented as he sat on the grassy ground of the forest after he let out a long howl that seemed to echo throughout the entire forest. The other wolves soon followed suit, as if his howl was a war cry or something that resembled that.
"Did you mean that I'm unskilled?" a girl with shoulder length hair stated unhappily as she stared at the stack of firewood before her before she started chanting a spell and a spark of fire came out of her hand.
The fire stayed at the tip of her finger, however, and by each passing seconds, her finger seemed to be burnt. She stayed silent, staring at the spark of fire, before she burst out shouting, "HOT!" and running around in circle trying to extinguish the fire when she could done it just by blowing it.
"What have I done to deserve this?" the aforementioned white wolf could only sigh at his master's idiocy. Why he had chose her to be his master, he himself couldn't really tell. She happened to be living near his den, and when he had lost his place to stay, she had offered her hut for him.
Now he regretted it. He should have refused her offer. Now he had to put up with her constant rambling, her constant failure while she always rambled on how she would actually complete the love potion and make someone drink it and see the effects that would follow. He didn't think his sanity could last any longer.
"Anyway, Byaku," she started, calling for the white wolf who she had named Byaku Ogami, "We'll go at nine o'clock," she said as she stared at the now blazing fire in front of her. She had succeeded in getting the fire lit, and was now content on enjoying it as long as possible.
Hey, it was the fruit of her labor, anyway.
"Whatever you say," Byaku sighed as he sat by the fire as well. He needed to accompany his master wherever she went, because he was born with some youkai blood in him, and youkais couldn't leave their master, the human who had given them their name, though his name seemed to be pointless. It was only telling what he is.
She looked at the watch wrapped at her right wrist and sighed. It pointed nine o'clock. Apparently, she had done a time warp, and it pretty much explained why she was wearing a long black robe with a hat that looked like Hogwarts' and why she had the watch, along with a broom-like broomstick.
"Time to go, Byaku," she said as she got on the broomstick, while the white wolf readied himself to run along with the broomstick. Obviously, he couldn't get on the broomstick and wouldn't get on the broomstick. He's far too big for the broom. He's not a freaking cat who could sit on the broom.
They rushed towards the general direction of the Hidden Village of Leaf, and into a certain mansion where her prey was currently sleeping, not knowing what chaos would follow the following days.
A knock on the window woke him up from his sleep. He wasn't a heavy sleeper and he hated it. He turned to look at the window, where the knock had come from, and he nearly screamed in surprise as he saw a pair of looming shadows on it that created something with no shape at all.
He approached the window angrily and opened it to see who had bothered his sleep, and was about to yell when the sight of a white wolf confronted him.
"What the-?" he was taken aback. Since when did wolves could roam freely in the village?
"Don't worry young man," a voice came and he nearly thought that it was actually the white wolf speaking. He looked up and saw a girl on a broomstick, holding something like Erlenmeyer's flask in her hand that contained something that looked like scalding lava, but was purple and pink in color.
"You're still fourteen," the white wolf looked up to see his master and remarked sarcastically. "You talk like an old man," he rolled his eyes before stepping into the room, being tired for having to hold himself up on the windowsill.
"Can wolf talk?" the boy, a boy with black spiky hair and equally black eyes inquired as he looked at the wolf warily. It might be a random fan girl of his finally mastering the transform jutsu and was actually transforming into a white wolf.
"He's not an ordinary wolf," the girl said as she smiled, lowering herself until she was eye level with him, "He's part youkai, but that's not too important," she dropped the subject before she shoved the flask into the boy's hand. "Drink this," she half requested half commanded.
"And why should I?" the boy asked angrily.
"Well, well, Uchiha Sasuke, don't you have anything you want?" she asked, "Like, admirers or something," she added.
"If I want anything, it would be to get rid of those annoying fan girls," he rolled his eyes and was about to hand the witch the flask back when she stopped him from doing so.
"I don't mean fan girls," she defended herself as she refused to receive the flask. "Ah, anyway, it's a mental stabilizer," she said, lying about what it truly is.
"Are you saying that I'm insane?" Sasuke looked unhappy. He was fully sure that he is fully sane.
"No, of course not," she replied quickly, "It's to ease yourself from mental stress, that way, your training would be more effective," she explained.
"That doesn't make sense to me," Sasuke warily eyed the bubbling potion in the flask.
"Well, just try it out! I'm sure you'll win over Itachi in no time!" she said eagerly.
"Wait, how do you know my brother?" Sasuke stared at her accusingly.
"Ah- ahahah, every witch knew that!" she started to laugh nervously. "But I'm pretty sure that you'll win him in no time!" she repeated, clearly avoiding the word 'kill' because what she had meant was win his heart.
"Fine, I'll try," Sasuke agreed. Heck, he would do just anything to kill his own brother!
"Drink it slowly, take time enjoying it," she explained, "The effect should start tomorrow morning," she looked at her watch and nearly fell down from her broomstick when she had screamed. "Argh! I forgot to go back home to watch GTO!"
The white wolf simply looked annoyed at her antics, and her screaming, before he decided to jump back onto the windowsill, and onto the ground. His master would leave anytime soon, anyway.
"Oh, and be sure to pick one!" she stated before leaving the clueless Uchiha Sasuke alone in his room, holding the flask that contained the –freakishly- purple and pink liquid.
"Well, anyway, it's always worth a try," he sighed before pinching his nose shut and downed the liquid slowly, as she had instructed him to do so.
"I can't believe he fell for that," the white wolf remarked as they were back at the witch's hut, staring at the nearly monochrome TV in front of the small, worn-out sofa.
"If he doesn't fall for the first trick, then use his brother," the girl cackled evilly.
"I mean, you've told him that he would get admirers by drinking that, and you told him that it's a mental stabilizer, and he doesn't get suspicious about that?" he asked, frowning a bit.
"Hey, you clearly underestimated us authors," she grinned impishly before she took out a crystal ball from under the sofa, complete with the stand.
"Is there a Doraemon's pocket under the sofa?" Byaku asked as he stared disbelievingly at the stand and at the sofa.
"I would be happy if there is," the girl stated, "Now come here, Byaku, we shall see what would happen to him," she said and images started forming in the ball, images of the certain black haired boy they had given the potion earlier.
End of Chapter One
That's it. Hope you enjoy it. Please be kind to me, okay?
