Because I really need a place to dump all of my miscellaneous Naruto drabbles.
I wrote this a really long time ago, (like, August of 2005) and I just realised that it's still fermenting on the comp.
Title: Bottle Hair
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: None. Team Seven.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 214
Summary/Description: In which there are vicious rumours, a sadistic Sasuke, and for once, it isn't Naruto's fault. Really.
Warning/Spoilers: Rampant OCC-ness. (As rampant as you can get in 214 words.) Me, trying to be funny.
A/N: Err… this is a thing. Can't be defined otherwise. If you want to be technical, we can call it a drabble.
Disclaimer: Believe it or not, I actually don't own Naruto. Go figure, aye? Bet I had you all fooled.
"Eh… heh, heh, Sakura-chan," the blond said uneasily, backing up. "Don't take things so seriously, eh? This is all just a big misunderstanding. Why don't we… erm… talk this out over a bowl of ramen? My treat." Naruto smiled – he hoped – charmingly.
Sakura continued to look patently unamused, and continued to advance menacingly.
Naruto sweat-dropped, and wondered how he'd gotten himself into this mess.
Reclining on a nearby tree, Sasuke smirked. He supposed he could mention to Sakura that she actually was mistaken. It had in fact been Kiba who had given birth to the vicious rumour that Sakura wasn't a natural… well, pink-haired. Ino had overheard the Inuzuka, and wasted no time in telling her best friend that the loud-mouthed idiot was suggesting that she got her hair from a bottle. Unfortunately – or fortunately; it depended on how sadistic Sasuke was feeling at the moment – she hadn't deigned to mention which loud-mouthed idiot.
The Uchiha heir decided against voicing the truth. He was bored, and this was proving to be mildly entertaining. He folded his arms over a navy-clad chest, and smiled. The foreign positioning of his lips made him look vaguely psychotic.
Yeah, he would say he was feeling pretty sadistic right about now, he thought as Naruto careened into a rock.
A/N: Random, pointless scenes like this come to me all the time. Now you see why I'm crazed?
I should warn you; if you review this – positively – you're only encouraging me.