Ohayo minna! If you're a new reader I hope you enjoy the story! If you were one of my faithful 'old' readers, I'm sorry for not updating!!!!! Forgive me!! I'll try to update soon though, I promise! But I hope you like this new fanfic! It's based on the book 'Something Borrowed' by Emily Giffin, definitely worth a read, my friends!
I do not own the main plot (because Emily Giffin owns it, but I do, however, own small parts of the story, and the idea of combining Naruto and .. well.. yea, I'll shut it)
I also do not own, and never will, Naruto! Because he belongs to the ever so talented Masashi Kishimoto!
Enjoy!
When I was born, I had been blessed with two beautiful azure eyes, dashing blond hair, and naturally tanned skin that many would die to have.
But everyone was looking at the girl beside me, with a head full of thick, luscious pink coloured hair (a miracle in itself), and green eyes on a equally beautifully sculptured face.
Though I didn't know it then, it had been decided long before by fate that she would be my best friend, and my worst enemy.
---------(normal p.o.v.)
"Oi! Chotto matte Naruto-kun! Matte kudasai!" Sakura yelled, as Naruto jumped from tree to tree in front of her.
"Hayaku Sakura-chan! It's a race!" Sakura whimpered.
"Narutooo... my feet are hurting!" With one last loud, indignant huff, she fell down on the floor, and refused to get up.
Naruto sighed, and started making his way back, jumping from tree to tree.
"Sakura-chan, if you continue doing this, we'll never finish the race!" Naruto scolded, and added silently under his breath "And I'll never catch up to Gaara-san at this rate..."
Sakura flipped her hair, which had grown at a ridiculously fast pace; now reaching her back, and complimented the 'flip' with a roll of the eyes.
"C'mon Naruto! It's just class! Screw it if we skip a few times! It's just a practice run anyways! Besides, you just wanna get close to Gaara." Naruto blushed furiously.
"I do notlike Gaara! I'm not gay Sakura!" Naruto hissed.
"As if, everyone knows you like Gaara Naruto." Naruto looked as though he'd just been slapped.
"Everyone?"
"Well, not everyone, but me and Ino both know you like Gaara." Naruto let out a breath of relief.
"Aha!" The little slip of breath did not go unnoticed by Sakura. "I knew it! But seriously Naruto, I don't get what you see in him, I mean, he's sorta scrawny, and he has that weird twisted aura about him... I don't see why you don't like Hyuga-san, he's just the cutest, the dreamiest..." And Sakura went on, rambling about her beloved Hyuga-san.
Naruto rolled his eyes. Everyone wanted Hyuga-san, he was, as they say, 'the man'. He was born into a well known family (unlike Naruto himself, who was born only with the knowledge of his last name, since it was said that both his parents had abandoned him). He had beautiful long, raven coloured hair that dragged all the way down to his back. He was neat, a gentleman, and had the prettiest little eyes in the world. (Quoted from the 'Neji fan club')
Suddenly, approaching steps alerted Sakura, and she quickly shut up, glancing at the area from which she and Naruto came from. Soon, their visitor was made known as Kiba.
"Oi, Kiba!" Naruto yelled. Kiba stopped abruptly and, ignoring Naruto's call, made his way to Sakura-chan as though she had just called him.
"Haruno-chan! What are you doing here? Everyone's on their fifth lap already!" Naruto shot Sakura an ugly glare. Sakura giggled.
"You can call me Sakura-chan, Kiba-kun!" Kiba blushed. "I wasn't feeling too well..." She pouted.
"Oh, that's no problem, I'll carry you then...Sakura-chan!" He added, beaming at her.
"Arigato Kiba-kun!" Sakura shouted, and proceeded by jumping on Kiba's back, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Hold tight Sakura-chan!" Kiba yelled, as he took off. Naruto rolled his eyes. Couldn't they just say things normally instead of shouting/yelling everything?
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"Naruto! Guess what?" Sakura said, barely able to hold in her excitement. Naruto chuckled.
"What Sakura-chan? You got the newest Gucci shuriken pouch?"
"Oh, I have that already, but that's not it!" She wagged her finger teasingly at him. "Two more chances Naruto!"
"You got the newest Dolce&Gabbana jeans?"
"Nope! Last chance!" Naruto furrowed his brows together, this had to be something big. Something big big. If it was something 'medium' big, Sakura would've given in by now and screamed out the fact that she got another piece of designer clothing, or another one of her crazed fanboys had finally worked up the courage to ask her out. But no.. it was neither... it had to be something big... something she's obsessed about for ages... something clicked in Naruto's head.
"Neji asked you out?" He voiced, sure that he had finally hit the jackpot.
"Nope! I'm so over him, he says he's into brunettes now. Seriously, how can brunettes compare with the naturally alluring look of pink hair?" Sakura paused slightly, rolling her emerald eyes. "Anyways, I'll tell you then, Gaara asked me out!" Naruto was momentarily stunned into silence. He choked up a few words.
"What did you say to him?" Naruto asked, though he knew the answer already.
"I said yes of course!" Naruto felt the world spin around him. His lips turned dry.
"What?" He asked, praying to the heavens that (1) Sakura was joking or (2) Somehow, his ears had mutated the obvious 'no' from Sakura's mouth, and turned it into a 'yes' inside his head.
"I said yes, baka!" Naruto felt his eyes going blurry.
"I thought you didn't like him..." He mumbled, at a loss for what to do.
"Well, I thought about what you said about him, and I think you're right. I mean, he has a fair bit of muscle—"
"I thought you said he was scrawny." Naruto couldn't help but change his tone to an accusing one. She had no right to take Gaara like that, Gaara was... his.
"Well, I didn't mean 'scrawny' exactly. He's not a huge muscleman though, is he?" She went on blabbing about how the huge muscle-man look was way out of date, and he had just the right amount of muscle. Narut fell deaf to the rest of her words. Voices rang inside his head. 'Sakura and Gaara... Sakura and Gaara... holy shit, their names even rhymed!' He felt his previously joyful and optimistic mind sink to one of a depressed, and pessimistic one. He could just see it now. 'We welcome you to the bonding of these two lovely jounin, Sakura and Gaara. 'Kura and Gaara. They even rhyme!' He shook his head violently. He was going way to far with this. Sakura continued on with her endless blabbing.
"Something wrong with your head Naruto? Why are you shaking it like that? Anyways, think how good we'd look together! His red hair with my pink hair, and we both have green eyes!" Naruto muttered something under his breath, barely coherent, however Sakura caught it.
"Well, so what if his are a shade lighter? It's still green." Sakura retorted.
"You know I liked him." Sakura shot him an annoyed glare.
"So? Ino was fine with it when we both liked Hyuga."
"This is different..." Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"How so?"
"I liked him first." Naruto replied, though he knew it was childish of him to say that.
Soon, their argument had evolved into a full fledged fight, envolving 'name calling' and 'physical assault' as Iruka-san had kindly put it.
Later that day, Sakura was sent home to rest while Naruto had been sentenced to a month of detentions.
----- 20 years later
"So, how's the party so far, Uzumaki?" Some guest asked, their voice slurred up from the alcohol. Naruto smiled politely.
"It's great, I'm having a lot of fun." Naruto replied sincerely.
A loud voice rang throughout the crowd, dragging the attention of the fellow parti-ers to them. "Everybody, up here!" And, as expected, it was Sakura.
She cleared her throat loudly, and wobbled slightly over the stage from the amout of alcohol she had drank. "I would like to make this toast to that damned Uzumaki, who has been my friend for twenty -hiccup- twenty-three years now, and I hope that he has a successful life, and a happy marriage! To Naruto!"
"To Naruto!" The guests echoed.After finishing her toast, Sakura began dancing on stage, dragging the eyes of all the males around her towards herself.
"Shameless -hiccup- stealing the show at your party like that, Naruto-kun." Naruto glanced over to see Hinata making the statement. To say he was shocked was an understatement. Hinata was always a quiet, and reserved kinda girl, a silent kind of beauty about her. She'd never said something like that before. Obviously, the girl had been forced to take one too many beers.
"It's fine Hinata. Don't worry about it." The poor drunk girl nodded at him and stumbled towards the bar, muttering something about pink-haired whores.
Naruto heard someone snort beside him, and looked over to find non other than our favourite duckbutt, Sasuke.
"Idiot... dancing on the stage like that," He shook his head, a disgusted expression on his face."Where's her shame? She's entering her thirties soon, she could try growing up." Naruto smiled sympathetically. Despite Sasuke's constant fretting and complains over her, Naruto knew that Sasuke loved her, they were getting married in 5 months, after all.
"Don't worry about it, she's known for her–" However, their conversation was cut short as a loud thump came from Sakura's direction, and proceeded with a few squeals and laughter. Sasuke narrowed his eyes dangerously and made his way across the crowd to where Sakura fell. However, his 'hatred' was short lived, an took on a more exhausted roll as he found a hiccuping an laughing sakura draped over the stage, shouting out nonsense.
"You're going home." Sasuke stated firmly, though not unkindly, and dragged her up by her arm.
"Wait... -giggle- I can't... Naruto... his party... can't leave... -hiccup-... bad friend.."
"You're drunk, and you're going home, idiot."
"But Naruto.."
Naruto decided that he should enter in now, to prevent a on-coming fight."It's fine Sakura, get some rest, you'll have a hell of a hangover when you wake up." Sakura nodded slowly, as though processing what Naruto was saying.
"If you're sure Naruto... ugh... -hiccup- I can feel a headache coming on... you're right.. I'm gonna go home...but.. My purse.." Sasuke growled in annoyance.
"Where did you leave it?"
"I dunno... some where over there... no wait.. Maybe over there... no, I'm quite sure it was over by the bar... oh wait... I think I had it with me then.." She replied, a oddly serious expression on her face, then suddenly without warning, she puked all over Sasuke's best shoes.
"Shino!" Sasuke barked out. "Take her home will you? I have to find her purse."
"Yes Uchiha-san." Shino replied, and proceeded by dragging Sakura-kun through the door.
Soon, the guests trickled out, and the only ones left in the bar were Sasuke and Naruto.
"So, Uchiha-san, did you find Sakura-chan's purse yet?"
"Yea, she left it on one of the tables where the tequila shots were served. And I thought we were past the formalities already, Uzumaki-san." Naruto blushed prettily "Hey, there's two more tequila shots by the table, we'll each grab one, dobe." Naruto huffed indignantly.
"I'm not a dobe, teme! And besides, I don't wanna get a crazy hangover like the one Sakura's gonna get so..." He let out a nervous laugh.
"Chicken." Despite how pathetic and utterly immature it sounded coming from Sasuke's lips, Naruto could not help but feel a bit annoyed.
"No, Uchiha-san-"
"There we go with the formalities again, dobe."
"Fine, Sasuke-teme, no formalities, no tequila shots."
"Scaredy cat." A vein on Naruto's head twitched visibly.
He was fighting a loosing battle. "Fine, I'll take the damn tequila shot." Naruto mumbled as he grabbed one from Sasuke's hand. Sasuke looked pleased.
"To 8 years of friendship, and nothing more." Sasuke said. Naruto felt slightly embarrassed... what did Sasuke mean when he said 'nothing more'? But all thoughts were washed away when the tequila went down his throat. Naruto felt positively...
Bubbly.
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Sasuke started unbuttoning Naruto's shirt while he fumble for the keys, occasionally earning little squeaks and moans from the dobe.
"Sasuke!" Naruto squealed. "I can't focus on getting the right key if you keep sucking on my neck like that!"
"Well, screw the keys then, we'll do it right here, right now." Sasuke's hands slipped down Naruto's pants. Naruto yelped and slapped away Sasuke's prying hands.
Even if he was particularly bubbly, and everything felt rather blurry, he still had a sense of pride, an there was no way in hell he was going to fuck his best friend's fiancé in front of his condo door, if there was a couch there maybe, but definitely not on the hard wood floor!
"Yes!" Naruto positively yelled as he finally came across the right key, and proceeded on opening his apartment door and closing it while being molested severely by the Uchiha.
Sasuke was operating entirely on primal instincts as he threw Naruto on the bed (No! We didn't lock the door yet teme!) and cut off the rest of Naruto's complains with a passionate kiss (which, he is proud to say, Naruto did nothing to fight against) and continued on to lick the three whisker marks (even the best of doctors couldn't explain the reason for the appearance of the matching three whisker marks on each side). Two minutes later, both were lying on the bed, naked.
While Sasuke proceeded on 'examining' Naruto's body, Naruto tried (without much success) to remember why his best friend's fiancé was xxxxxxing him.
A few snapshot-like, though very blurry, came up in his mind involving him and Sasuke on a cab home (both were on the 'bubbly' -coughhornycough- side) when suddenly, the driver making a quick right turn as he crashed onto Sasuke, his lips on Sasuke's, and his hands on one of Sasuke's more sensitive organs. After that all he remembered was kissing, molesting, and intense pleasure.
But all thoughts were dismissed when suddenly... well...
Naruto was on his bed, having sex with his best friend's fiancé.
Hope you guys liked it! (The last line was the same as the one in the book because.. well.. it was way too good to change)
Ja!
