HELLO ALL! I haven't written in awhile but worry not! I have not forgotten you. I've been busy, it being the holidays and all. I also had exams. But the other night me and taisi watched Titanic and I was inspired. And BAM Exchange was born. It was going to be a one shot but I decided to dedicate myself to it until Christmas! Which means it'll be three to four chapters.

I do not own Naruto

Exchange

Chapter 1

Ambush...sorta.

"Please?" a girl that had sun kissed blonde hair thrashed about. "Don't make me go!" Her blue eyes shone like the deepest seas. Her small body wasn't enough to beat the butler person who was trying to take her away. Her powder white dress flared with every kick and scream. It wasn't very lady-like let me tell you.

"You have to repay the master for burning his food." The tall butler man voiced in a monotone way. "It's unforgivable. Two months serving him in the palace." I just looked at the scene before me. Food is replaceable but a girl's time isn't.

I knew she looked like me. I knew she was crying out to me. I knew I could help her but I also knew the prince was somewhat of a brat. How old was he again? Twelve? Yea...sounds about right. The same age as me. He got everything he wanted and more. Anytime he got tired of the maids he would throw them out. I've been told the longest anyone has stayed there was 3 years and still going. He's the legend that stands before me. His butler. According to the rumors, it's his Father's best friend and he refuses to throw him out on the street. The king being long dead, he's the only one who will tell him stories of his old man.

"Naruto!" The woman screamed. Her chin length hair whisked around as she thrashed some more. I shook my head and turned around. There wasn't anything I could do at the moment. The palace is four towns over and it'll take over night, which will mean they have to stop and rest. That's when I'll help her. I ran towards my residence to get prepared. I passed my teacher who took me as a child and trotted up the stairs. 'She wasn't carrying anything, so that means neither can I.' My thoughts piled together a plan of action as I made my body look more girly.

I shaved my legs and painted my nails. I washed my hair and put gel in it. Thank the gods the woman was flat...I would hate to wear a breastband. I slipped on a blue dress I borrowed from a girl named Hinata, who lived down the street. She gave me her mother's dress so that it would be loose around my thin body. I also asked and received liquid base the same color of my skin. I masked myself with it then sprayed a nasty smell of lavender that all the girls in town thought was a wonderful scent.

I ran barefoot through the town like the girl I was saving always did. I felt sharp pains surge through my feet and I knew they were bleeding but I continued at full speed. I saw the caravan of the treasures they were transporting and a mountain of people's tax monies. The one in the front was the one they took her in. I had maneuver under the buggies and around the horses. If I was seen, even for a second, she would never be freed.

I was one cart away from her. I was so close. Why did that horse whinny? I'm gonna be caught. I'm going to be caught. I'm going to be caught. "Oi...quiet down." I heard one of the guards bellow and I was hit in the arm with a rock. I clasped my mouth so I wouldn't slip a scream. It was aimed at the ground to scare the horse but it ricocheted off the ground and hit my arm. When the light disappeared I kept crawling.

I tapped on the door of the prisoner's buggy. The door swung open and the tall butler flowed outwards. He held a gas lantern out and searched the bushes near by. I jumped into the cart and shoved the girl out. "Run Plish." I whisper yelled. She understood the second she heard the tapping. Only I had a gentle yet loud knock. She scampered to her feet and escaped. I sat where she was and looked scared. Its only two months. It won't be terrible.

The butler stepped back in and glared at me. I took it all in my power to look at him with slightly watery eyes, a girl's scared look. "What was it?" I mimicked Plish's voice. It was hard but I tried. The butler kept examining me but just assumed that since I was scared that my voice was shakily changing. He crossed his arms and kept staring. It was his job to keep me under watch at all times after all. I let sleep beckon me into its arms. It took a lot of power to get here.

When I awoke they were prodding me to get out of the buggy. I growled at them out of instinct then bounced out of the seat. The house that stood infront of me was enormous. Maids opened the doors simultaneously with every step we took. Door after door after door. It went on forever. They must have opened twenty doors before a man was seen sitting in the study. He looked up from his papers and placed his pen down.

"Bring her here." The prince commanded. The guards jabbed me in the back and I moved on contact. I was standing before the black haired prince. His eyes bore into mine and I felt my heart pound. 'God please don't give me weak feet now. I can't run away now.' It was probably just my luck that I got scared the moment I saw him.

The guard on my right grabbed my hair and shoved me down on the ground until my nose made contact with the carpet. I growled and raised my head just high enough to see his knees as he waltzed all prince like towards me. He raised my chin with one finger so that I saw his face. My growl surfaced again and I bit his finger. He yelped and stepped back. The guard slammed my face into the ground harder this time. It was my time to scream.

"Take him away. Put him to death." The velvety voice of the prince grew colder as he refused to look at me. He motioned to one of the maids and she dashed off.

"She." the guard on my left corrected. The prince chuckled and glared at him.

"This boy ain't nothing special. He tried saving that girl but instead he's dying in her place." He laughed in a low evil tone. "It wasn't that bad of a punishment. Just two months. You just had to be the hero."

They drug me to my feet and yanked me to follow them. I glared at the prince and threw the hands of the guards off of me. I lead, not followed, towards the gallows. The maid came back with tea in small cups. She squeaks when the tray is thrown upwards and falls on my face. The tea ran down my face. It was scalding but I didn't utter a complaint. The mask of powder washed down my face and dripped onto the floor.

"Gomenasai!" The maid fluttered around me, picking up the shards of glass. She grabbed a few napkins and started scrubbing at my face. She kept chanting I'm sorry over and over again.

"No, it's okay." I turned and faced her and helped her clean. I stopped her hand from washing my face anymore than she was. I plucked shards from the carpet and placed them on the tray. The prince looked up from his work and saw my face, which I regret.

"Oi...guards." The guard raced to the front of the desk and stood tall and still. "Take the boy to my quarters. If you touch a hair on his head, you die." I heard the prince threaten with high venom. The guard bowed and retreated to my side.

"Boy. To your feet." The guard commanded of me. I responded with a nod and I stood. He motioned the way through the halls. I floated down the halls with him until he opened a door and pointed to a ginormous bed in the middle of the room. I tilted my gaze at the guard and cautiously approached the bed. The guard closed the door behind me and it was dark.

It took a couple of hours before the door slid open once again. The prince staggered towards the desk and lit a couple of candles. He went back and closed the door. He floated to his closet and brought down a kit. He trampled the carpet when he retreated to my side. He opened the box and pulled out a bottle and some unused cotton. He dumped the contents of the bottle onto the cotton then recapped it. "Give me your foot." He commanded.

"Why?" I asked. He only glared at me until I lifted my foot onto his lap. He started to wipe the sole and arch of my foot. It stung and I wanted to yank my foot away but he had a good grasp on it. He wrapped it tightly and threw it down. He held him hand out for my other foot. I growled but obliged. When I saw him replace the cotton I knew why He was wrapping them up. I was bleeding again. I had forgotten about running through the town. I must have ran on sharp rocks or glass.

"So I'm not going to die?" I whispered so softly that I was sure he didn't hear. His hands hesitated for a moment then continued to wrap my foot.

"No." he mumbled back to me.

"Thank you Mr. Uchiha." I smiled brightly.

"Just Sasuke..." Sasuke responded. "For the next eight months...call me Sasuke." He tied the bandage in a small knot and threw it against the ground. "And don't do anything stupid."

"What ever." I lifted my chin and glared at him. "Why is it now eight months?" Sasuke only smirked at me.

"For breaking my tea cups. Welcome to hell."

That's the end of chapter one! Comment! Oh...and if I get fan art or someone reads Castle a story done by Taisi I'll dedicate the next chapter to you!

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www. fanfiction. net/ s/ 3860713 /1/ At_ Your_ Command_ Castle (take out the spaces.)