Betrayal Outtake
Notes: I wasn't originally going to post this but since it took so long to get the other chapters posted I decided to add this as an apology gift.
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Naruto was pacing so rapidly that it was giving Sasuke a headache. Thus he decided to do something about it.
Thwack!
Naruto whirled around bearing a large bruise on his head; on the floor in front of him was a broken baby bottle.
"What the hell was that for, teme?!" Naruto's outraged voice echoed in the rather large waiting room, bringing the attention of everyone there. Including the still rather stunned civilian father whom Sasuke had stolen the bottle from and his fan girls.
With a loud shriek they descended upon the horrified Sasuke, the ill-fated Naruto, and the oblivious Kakashi. Sasuke had the intelligence to use a substitution jutsu to get away, however Naruto never having had to deal with them before stayed where he was. Kakashi simply disappeared.
"How dare you accuse Sasuke-kun, you jerk!"
"I can't believe you're even on the same team as one so great as Sasuke-kun!"
Cringing away from the loud and obnoxious fan girl Naruto curled into a ball to try to prevent the attacks upon important body parts. Alas it did little to protect his from the fury of obsessed females. Ever so slowly the fan girls trickled away until they where all gone. Peeking his head out of his arms Naruto slowly looked around, and once ascertaining that the coast was indeed clear, he hesitantly stood up. Turning around to find Sasuke Naruto unfortunately faced one very angry father carrying one very angry baby.
Crack.
With a huge amount of strength for a civilian, the father brought his leg up and smashed it into the place where the sun don't shine. Naruto with a strangled gasp crumpled to the floor in a twitching, spasming mess.
Sasuke smirked as he watched Naruto writhe upon the floor in agony.
"And you call yourself a shinobi. You're not even capable of defending yourself against girls."
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Absurd definitely describes this.