Summary: Killed at Prince Sakuro's hand, Sasuke returns to take revenge as the beautiful, deathly Odille. Naruko can only get caught in the middle, torn between her friendship with Sakuro and her best friend turned evil. Meanwhile, Hinata, Sakuro's fiancee, can only watch as her world crumbles around her. Main character Naruko, main pairing SasuSaku – FemNaru, FemSasu, MaleSaku
This story only has elements from Swan Lake, not really the whole Naruto setting in a Swan Lake story. Sorry if the summary made you think otherwise! So I've taken Sakura as Prince Siegfried, Hinata as Odette, Naruto as … um … the messenger …. And Sasuke as Odille. Except this time Siegfried and Odille will end up together!
This story came together when I thought of evil seductress Sasuke dancing with Prince Sakura, who loves Sasuke but is friends/engaged with Hinata. You might that that is the only part of Swan Lake there is in here!
On the streets of Konoha, brightly dressed soldiers in red and gold uniforms marched along the streets. Each held a bugle, trumpet, drum, cymbal or some other brass instrument and were playing merry march tunes. The streets were decked with excited villagers dressed for celebration, each house full of crimson and golden decorations in honour of the royal colours. There was a shout of excitement as someone glimpsed the first arriving company from the palace and everyone craned to see the tell-tale scarlet carriage that carried that king, queen and the prince and his fiancee.
For today celebrated the engagement ceremony of Prince Sakuro and his to-be-wife, Hyuuga Hinata. Hinata was the last surviving member of the Hyuuga and Uchiha Clan massacre several years ago, when the two huge rivalling clans were killed in one night. There had been two survivors – Uchiha Sasuke and Hyuuga Hinata, one of whom had joined the afterlife.
Inside the elaborately decorated carriage, Sakuro himself was not enjoying the festivities at all. He stared vacantly out the window, chin propped on one elbow, too busy being haunted by memories of his actions only days before. Hinata noticed the prince's discomfort and tentatively squeezed his hand.
"It'll be alright," she whispered.
Hinata flinched as Sakuro turned his dull green eyes onto her.
"No." the voice was dead. "It'll never be. I killed her, Hinata. I killed Sasuke."
Amidst the roaring, cheering crowd, a hooded figure stood, surrounded by the crowd. But that person couldn't be ever more far away from the villagers - this person had no intention of celebrating the wedding of the person who had killed their best friend and forced their other friend into an arranged marriage. They had a purpose and that was to get close to the Prince.
The figure fought towards the back of the crowd, roughly shoving unyielding civilians aside in slight frustration. Long gone had the manners flown – these civillians just kept pushing forwards, eager for a better view of the spectacle, bringing the person with it.
One of the cheering villagers, in his enthusiasm to throw his hat in welcome, accidentally tripped and almost fell backward, if he hadn't fallen straight on the hooded figure. The two landed with an oomph, on the ground and rolled a bit from each other. The people around them parted with looks of thinly veiled disgust and haughtily shuffled away. The lanky old man who fell grinned sheepishly at the fallen figure and scratched his head in apology.
"Ah, hey there. Sorry about … that …."
The villager stared at the revealed person, whose hood had fell off at during the confrontation. A teenage girl was revealed, with the blonde hair spilling over her shoulders and tan skin burned dark from the sun and shining blue eyes and the tell-tale whisker marks that could only be …
Naruko groaned at the collision and bounced on her butt, not realising her disguise had been cracked.
"Ow … what the hell was that?"
The man suddenly scrambled onto feet and began pedalling backwards away, his huge watery eyes wide with fear. Naruko took a second to wonder at how stupid the man looked before its importance hit her.
"Shit!" Naruko cursed as she realised her cover was blown. She grabbed the villager by the collar and hauled him up. The people around her began muttering in fear, backing away and covering their children's eyes.
"U-Uzumaki Naruko! What are you doing here?!" Naruko shoved her palm against the man's mouth, wincing as she felt dry coarse lips move soundlessly against her hand. She turned to the villagers, eyes narrow and threatening. "Leave! And do not mention this incident to anyone!"
Naruko went back to the man. This person must've known inside information if he knew her by sight – a cleaner? A caretaker, perhaps? Naruko was just a simple villager who was involved in the palace incident. She leaned down. "So tell me," Naruko purred silkily. "Who are you? How do you know me? Tell me!" her palm tightened, not intending to scare the villager, but it made him talk all the same.
The man stuttered. "I-I'm a tired old guard who used to work at the palace … I've only been retired for a year … but you …. I was present at the palace's destruction at the hands of Uchiha Sasuke and Prince Haruno Sakuro … where y-you were also there …."
Naruko's blue eyes widened. This dude was gold! Gold wrapped in aluminium foil, unassuming, useless, until the foil was peeled away to reveal its interior, said her poetic side, nodding furiously, at least. "Tell me about Sakuro! I want to find him!
Seeing Naruko's dissettled demeanour, the man gained some of his confidence back, knowing he had leveraging information over her head. He let a smirk drift across his face, which was immediately wiped off when Naruko tightened her grip on his shirt. "Speak."
"Prince Sakuro has been in charge … of the palace reparations," the man choked slightly. "It is his engagement ceremony today – t-to Hyuuga Hinata. Hyuuga Hinata is the last of the rivalling royal clans in Konoha, since the death of U-Uchiha Sasuke,"
Naruko's eyes narrowed in satisfaction and a satisfied smile curled at her lips. This was exactly what she came looking for. And it came to her by itself.
"Take me to the Prince."
A/N First time writer here! ^^ If you hated it, loved it, completely bored by it, please leave a comment and a review! Nothing better than a review to brighten up a newbie writer's day!
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