Identity Crisis
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Author's Note: Yet another FemNaruto story from me I hope you all enjoy it!
Full Summary: Naruto was happily engaged to her best friend Sasuke as well as the recently appointed Hokage. Everything was going smoothly no more wars just paperwork and wedding arrangements to worry about until one morning Sasuke wakes up believing himself to be Izuna Uchiha. If that wasn't stressful enough while trying to convince him Naruto herself was becoming less and less sure that he was in fact her Sasuke.
Chapter 1: You're Sasuke!
Everything was perfect for one Naruto Uzumaki well okay perfect was pushing it a bit after all being the new Hokage did come with a lot of paperwork and in no perfect universe would the blonde ever have to do a shred of paperwork.
However, if the deadliest enemy she had to face was the kind that could be beat back with her precious time and a pen the all was well.
"And done! Another pile of paperwork successfully vanquished by yours truly!" The ninja proudly boasted to her bored assistant, "Congratulations. Here's the paperwork regarding the new school regulations and testing both for the civilian school as well as the academy."
Naruto's smile fell but she didn't complain after all it was important and she was a grown adult, she could handle a little extra paperwork.
"Also, the papers requesting your approval for upcoming winter festivities." He sets the pile of paper down before seemingly pulling out another stack to place beside it, "This year's Genin hopefuls."
At least that wouldn't be boring but still did every student have an essay written on them in that stack?
'Grin and bare it you can do it!' Naruto cheered herself on mentally much to her furry residents' amusement, "Is that all?" She glared at Shikamaru as if he was personally responsible for this torment.
"Oh, one more thing." The Nara heir smirked as she groaned unable to control her reaction to the news.
"The invitations to your wedding need to be approved. Ino demands not only that you pick your flowers asap her words by the way but that you set a date for dress shopping with the girls. And finally, you still have to pick a color scheme and Sasuke already vetoed all the orange from the choices." He looks up from his list with a raised eyebrow, "The wedding is two months away? Have you got anything done yet?"
Her head hits the desk with a painful thud, "I've been busy doing Hokage stuff!" She whined as she banged her hands on the desk throwing a mini temper tantum but when she saw it not garnering the pity she deserved she changed tactics, "Besides Sasuke should help out more!"
Siting up her eyes gleam in a way that the brunette ninja knew meant trouble so he firmly states, "No."
"Ah, come on I haven't even asked yet."
"And the answer is still no." He deadpans.
Knowing that fluttering her eyes at the Nara would never work, one of the reasons he made such a great assistant she pouts for a moment before the Hokage picks her pen back up and gets back to work it lasts all of thirty minutes before she huffs, "It's all Sasuke's fault that we're so far behind you know? How am I supposed to make all these choices and work too?"
"Yes, however does one balance wedding plans and work at the same time."
"Sasuke!" Her gazed turns from her amused assistant to her smirking fiancé.
"In case you forgot we split the wedding responsibilities and mine are nearly complete and before you say anything, I've got a demanding job as well, yet I managed somehow."
As much as Naruto wanted to deny it, she couldn't because it was her job to give him his and that's why he was busy because of her. At that thought a grin crosses her face, "You're absolutely right Sasuke!"
'Uh oh he's suspicious, gotta act fast!'
"You work really hard in fact you could use a break so let's make it official!" She glances around her cluttered desk before looking over at the entertained Nara, "Where are the vacation forms?"
"Second drawer on the left."
The blonde opens said drawer and finds it with ease, "That's Shika you're awesome!" He simply shakes his head and excuses himself from the room not wanting to get in the middle of this because it's only amusing with them until someone gets maimed.
"Naruto I'm not taking a vacation so that I can plan the entire wedding by myself." His irritation was apparent.
'Busted.' Her furry companion laughs in a distance part of her mind.
"How'd you know?" She asks while eying the vacation slip and considering pulling a fast one but before she can he does by snatching up the paper and burning it with glee.
"Hey that's official Hokage paperwork stuff that's like treason or something!"
She smirks, "I could punish you ya know, make you pick the colors and the flowers-"
Sasuke rolls his eyes, "You could do that or you could-" Naruto stops that thought by sliding her hand back into the drawer and showing off another slip, "Fill this out, I've got tons of them and you can't burn them all!"
"Wanna bet?"
She really should know better than to challenge him by now.
"I said I was sorry…" Naruto grumbles as Shikamaru give her the stink eye before sighing, "It's not just more work for me you know, it's more for you as well."
"It's not like I said 'Hey, Sasuke I've got a great idea why don't you burn my desk to ashes that'd be fun!'"
"No doubt. There's nothing to be done for it now though go home for the day I'll take care of what I can now." It was giving him a headache just thinking about it.
"Really?" The Kage hugs him tightly to the other ninja's displeasure, "You're the best Shikamaru!"
Not wanting him to change his mind she releases him and gives a quick wave, "Well I'm off!"
The Nara sighs in relief pulling out his pack of cigarettes before looking at the mess in front of him, "I'll never understand those two's form of foreplay."
Naruto happily stops by her favorite ramen shop on the way home knowing that since she's out early Sasuke won't figure it out, really telling her that she can only have the deliciousness that is ramen three days a week was horrible of him.
Her health was just fine thank you very much.
From there though she heads straight home ready to chew out Sasuke for ruining her desk a possibly some of her finished paperwork, the nerve. Once she sneaks inside of their apartment and sees him leaning over their wedding plans with an exasperatingly contemplative look her previous annoyance melts away and she joins him.
"So, what're you working on?" It looked like locations of some kind, but the wedding was going to be held in the center of the village so that everyone would be able to attend so what was he up to? She wondered.
He doesn't take his eyes off of the pamphlets, "You're home early."
"Yeah Shika's mad at me. It's your fault you know." She poked his cheek making his gaze finally find hers, no she wasn't jealous of her own wedding plans keeping Sasuke distracted from her, nope.
"I'm so sorry whatever will I do to make it up to you?" His sarcasm wasn't missed but she leaned up against him and whispered in his ear, "You could try groveling."
Sasuke's face turned until his lips were a hair's breadth away from hers and as he spoke his lips grazed the blondes, "I could."
Then they were kissing.
No wedding plans got worked on that night.
The sun was shining brightly through the curtain, but it was of no concern to Naruto as she simply buried her face into the warm body beside her blocking it out and smiling contently still mostly asleep.
Until she was promptly shoved off the bed, "Ow! What the hell Sasuke?"
Sasuke was looking around wildly from the naked woman on the floor to the unfamiliar room and back again, "That wasn't funny." She stood up rubbing her sore elbow that had hit the bedside table with no regard for her state of dress or lack thereof causing him to avert his eyes. It makes him aware of his own nakedness so he makes quick work of wrapping the covers around his waist, "Would you please put on some clothes."
Naruto raises an eyebrow, "Um… are you blushing?"
He says nothing but remains tense, "Oh wow you really are! That's kinda cute but also weird." He was never really that shy even when they were both virgins so it was strange to the other ninja.
"No what's weird is that I'm in a room with a woman I've never met who seems to know me and who refuses to put on her clothes!" He was doing his best to both let her have her modesty and keep an eye on any potential attack on his persons. Though admittedly it looked to be to late for that if his bare state was any indication, he was completely mortified but trying his best to hide it.
"A woman you've never met. That's not funny Sasuke." She grabs at the closest article of clothing which happened to be the shirt he was wearing yester and proceeds to pull it over her head just as he replies, "My name's not Sasuke."
"Yeah next thing your gonna say is you're not a Uchiha right?" It was supposed to be sarcastic, but she was beginning to wonder if her fiancé might have been hit with a jutsu.
"I am an Uchiha. Izuna Uchiha." He finally turns his attention back to her though it's firmly on her face.
Naruto blinks, that name was familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on why.
"That's not funny Sasuke." The Kage knew she must sound like a broken record, but it really wasn't, and he needed to stop it.
She points at him and waves her arm around franticly, "If this is your idea of a joke it's not funny!"
"I'm not trying to pull one over on you and once again you've mistaken me for someone else." He tells her this complete straight-faced but Sasuke could do that too of course he could this was him her mind all but screamed but Kurama gave no input though Naruto was too distracted to notice the lack of it.
"No. You are Sasuke." She tells him stubbornly crossing her arms over her braless chest.
"For the last time I'm not this Sasuke person." His annoyance, confusion, and embarrassment at the situation had him raising his voice even if it also made him feel slightly bad when she winced, he never did like speaking harshly with a woman.
"Fine. Then if you're not Sasuke why do you look like him?"
"I suppose if we are both Uchihas then maybe we look similar, though I'll admit I've never heard of one named Sasuke." Her face expresses even further confusion at his suggestion.
She could point out so much wrong with that sentence but instead focused on her point, "Not similar, exactly! You look exactly like Sasuke and I would know because I know every inch of him er- I mean you!" She tugs at her loose hair before fleeing into an adjoining room but before Izuna can think to find clothes and flee, she's back thrusting a mirror at him.
"See!" Carefully taking the mirror and moving it back enough to actually do as she suggests he looks into the mirror and sees himself.
"This proves nothing I look like myself."
"Exactly so you're Sasuke!"
"No, I'm really not."
This was getting old but instead of getting angry at the confused girl he was just getting tired of having to deny it, not that he planned to lie to the poor girl.
If this was some kind of mean joke, he'd have quit it by now due to how upset it was all making her, so she had no choice but to think it had to be a jutsu, a weird form of amnesia? She needed Sakura or Granny maybe both. Just as her mind was formulating a plan to fix Sasuke he spoke, "Wait something is different!"
"What?" Naruto asked eagerly for anything that could help but his next words did nothing of the sort.
"My hair." He touched the ends of his hair as if to explain, "What about it?" He's always had that hair style as far back as her memory went.
"Did you cut it?" He asked confused.
"Of course not you've always had that hairstyle."
He didn't seem to hear her as he was checking out his hair of all things.
"I wonder what my brother will think…" His long hair was a symbol of pride as a ninja showing that he could fight effectively with it just like his older brother.
Naruto felt like she could not keep up, she needed Sakura like twenty minutes ago.
"Itachi?"
He finally turned away from his reflection with a sigh, "No Madara."
Realization filters across her face and he sees it.
His thoughts about her finally realizing her mistake are the furthest thing to what's actually going on inside of her mind.
Izuna Uchiha was Madara's younger brother.
Sasuke thinks he's Madara's dead baby brother.
He thinks Madara's alive.
It was too much to process all at once, so she sinks down on the bed beside the man she knows to be Sasuke who is watching her take it all in.
It had to be a jutsu.
Because amnesia didn't do this, did it?
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