So I might have mentioned earlier on my tumblr page that I would be working on a Princess Bride/Naruto fushion...and guess WHAT!? I DID IT! So bouckle your seat belts boys and girls, you're about to read something that might interest you! I'll give none of the chracters away , but some of them you will figure out right away...The Danzo in this story will be younger than in the anime/manga. So picture young Danzo from the flashbacks rather than old feeble one.
I've also taken several other liberties…that you will see soon enough.
Somedays being a mother to a son as rambunctious as Naruto Uzumaki could be taxing. The boy was exactly like his mother and sometimes the woman groaned about this little fact. He might had inherited most of his father's looks, but that loud, prankster spirit was just like Kushina. And when he got sick...boy was he stubborn. He hated being cooped up all day. He would have much rather been able to enjoy the outdoors and play with his friends. Today he was stuck inside his room.
Kushina opened the door and offered her son a small smile The poor boy had been sick all week. He seemed well enough to idly play his video game from his bed. When he noticed her, he set the controller down and offered her a small wave.
"Hi, Mom." The blonde murmured and the woman approached his bed, brows furrowing slightly in concern. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his forehead.
"Hey honey, you feeling any better? " She asked and Naruto shrugged.
" A little bit." He conceded and Kushina offered him a small smile, gray eyes sparkling.
"Guess what?" She asked as she turned the television off.
"What?"
"Your grandpa is here." Kushina beamed.
Oh. Grandpa Sarutobi…
Naruto nearly groaned. He loved his grandpa…he really did…but sometimes the man could be a little…over the top maybe? Always with the dramatic speeches about honor and companionship and the cheek pinching…anything but that.
"Mom," Naruto groaned "Can't you tell him I'm sick?" The boy pleaded and Kushina snorted.
"That's why he's here. Your father is going to be home tomorrowfrom his trip and we both thought it would be a good opportunity for you and your grandpa to bond." Kushina snorted and flicked her son's nose. Naruto scowled slightly and shot her an annoyed stare.
"But ma, he'll pinch my cheek. I hate that." He uttered and Kushina hummed, lips curved into a small smile.
Heyyyy! How's the sickie? Heh?" Grandpa Sarutobi reached forward and pinched Naruto's cheek and the boy shot his mother an accusing stare while Kushina only grinned. She stood from the bed and saluted lazily.
"I'll leave you to it." She stated and headed out of the room, lightly closing the door behind her while shooting Naruto a look that promised a world of pain if he misbehaved. Grandpa Sarutobi did not seem to notice as he offered the boy a fond smile.
"I brought you a present." He began.
"A present?" Naruto blinked in interest and leaned forward. "What is it?" He asked as Grandpa Sarutobi handed the blonde a wrapped item.
"Open and see." He prompted and Naruto wasted no time in ripping the paper away. He was met with a small dark red book with golden gilded lettering. Naruto's heart sank.
"A book?" He glanced up trying to hide his disappointment. Grandpa Sarutobi chuckled and nodded.
"Of course. When I was your age, television was called books. And this is a special book. It was the book my father used to read to me when I was sick, and I used to read it to your father, and today, I'm gonna read it to you." He took the book and leaned back in the seat by Naruto's bed. Naruto fiddled with his blanket for a moment before looking at the man.
"Does it got anything good in it?"
"Like what?" Grandpa Sarutobi asked in interest.
"I dunno, sports?" Naruto shrugged and Grandpa Sarutobi waved a weathered hand.
"Are you kidding? It has loads of sports! All the sports you can think of! Sword flights, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, True Love, miracles..." He fixed the boy with a long stare, holding the book close and Naruto sighed. He really didn't have much of a choice.
"I guess that sounds okay...I'll try and stay awake." He leaned back against his pillows and Grandpa Sarutobi snorted with a small shake of his head.
Oh. Well thank you very much. Very nice of you. Your vote of confidence is overwhelming. Ahhh...let's see..." Grandpa Sarutobi opened the first page and cleared his throat. "The Uchiha Bride, by J. Iraiya..."