Blow me a kiss and watch me suffocate

Blow me a kiss and watch me suffocate.

Chapter 1

"So was the story to your liking, my lords?" The ancient looking storyteller asked with a respectful bow as he approached the intimidating pair of Uchihas.

"Yes. It was spoken like a true raconteur." Itachi, the older Uchiha, said kindly, though his voice and expression remained neutral. (But getting any kind of praise from an Uchiha was an honor that only happened like ever other decade.)

"Th-thank you my lord!" The old man said, his beady eyes gleaming with the happiness and life of a young child.

Itachi nodded for the man to take his leave, which he did, after another respectful bow. Then he sped off to probably go brag to the others about what Lord Itachi himself just said.

"That was… nice of you." Sasuke scoffed, but Itachi just shrugged and leaned into his large thrown-like chair that he was lounging in.

"Well I wouldn't want to be a prick and have everyone hate me, like someone over here that I know." Itachi sighed, pointedly looking towards his little brother, who just rolled his eyes.

"Everyone doesn't hate me, in fact, I have many adoring fans." Sasuke bragged.

"So do I, my little Brother. They are called Fangirls. And they only like us for our bodies and high status. Name one person who actually likes you. Meaning your personality, charms, heart, soul, etcetera…" Itachi lectured and leaned to the side so he could get closer to his little brother, his superior smirk in place.

Sasuke glared heatedly down at his feet while trying to think of someone who would fit under Itachi's 'demands'. Anyone!

"You see… And even your darling fiancé just wants you for your body. Am I right?" Itachi said, making Sasuke cringe at even the thought of his 'darling' fiancé. His skin tingled (not in a good way either) as her voice automatically crawled its way into his mind; Her whiny annoying voice.

"How would you know that?! Sakura and I… love… each other very much." Sasuke lied with a huff. He was a good liar but he knew Itachi saw right through him when he hesitated at saying that one word: love. Itachi was quiet for a little while as he looked out over the happy and excited crowed as they made their way through their large yard in front of the castle. There were many large tables scattered across the edge of the clearing. On the tables were many extravagant and delectable varieties of food and drinks for the civilians.

"Have you ever once said that to her face?" Itachi asked with a slight smirk—knowing his little brother, the boy must've just kept his distance from the girl. A little part of Itachi felt bad for her, seeing as she was completely obsessed about Sasuke, but Itachi just crushed that little sympathy good bye.

"No…" The younger raven-haired-wonder admitted.

"And you've known her for how long?" Itachi prodded while gracefully inspecting his perfectly manicured nails.

"About 10 years now…" Sasuke said, grinding his teeth together.

"You know that Father engaged you to her because she was the most beautiful, wealthiest, and friendliest of all the women you could've been betrothed to." Itachi continued. Sasuke was practically steaming, especially when Itachi mentioned their father.

"Then why don't YOU marry her!" Sasuke screamed slamming his fists on the armrest.

Most of the crowd stopped their chattering and looked over at the fuming prince, worried for their lord, because it wasn't often you heard Sasuke scream so loudly, but then they sighed in relief when they noticed the smirk on Itahci's face. This usually happened a lot: Itachi, being the older brother he is, always picks on Sasuke. And Sasuke, being the younger sibling he is, always gets riled up. Only Itachi was able to get this side of Sasuke out for some reason.

"Hell no." Itachi immediately replied, his face turning into a disgusted look.

"See?! You're such a hypocrite!" Sasuke exclaimed. "You know what I go through every time she comes here! Good thing she lives in another empire. Her father, the king over there, is alright, but I don't know how he puts up with her. And I'm glad she's not allowed at the Konoha festival." Sasuke sighed and relaxed into his chair while closing his eyes.

"Well, well, well… Speak of the devil." Itachi mumbled just loud enough for Sasuke to hear. Said younger Uciha's eyes shot open and he leaned forward, immediately spotting the blur of pink weaving through the crowd.

"What the hell is she doing here!?" Sasuke exclaimed, looking over at Itachi suspiciously. No doubt his brother had something to do with this.

"I may have, invited her to the festival. So you two could spend some real quality time together…" Itachi admitted with a little smirk.

"SASUKEEEE!!" Was the last thing Sasuke heard before he was tackled to the ground. Actually… That was the last thing he heard (period).

"Get off me." Sasuke growled as he covered his sensitive ears in case she started screaming again.

"Oh my poor Sasuke! Are you okay?" She started rambling as she started shower the defenseless boy with kisses. Sasuke growled dangerously at her, but she just wouldn't take the message that he WILL kill her if necessary.

"Uh… Sakura?" Itachi said getting the princess's attention.

"Oh! Hi Itachi! Now could you leave so me and my Sasuke can have some privacy."

Itachi narrowed his eyes at her, and his glare promised many years of pain and torture. Sakura whimpered and hid behind Sasuke who just sighed in annoyance.

"Sakura what are you doing here?" Sasuke said through gritted teeth.

"I got an invitation saying something about a party and I wanted to come see you. And I was hoping that I could stay at your Castle for a few days, maybe even share your room. Since we ARE going to be married in a year." Sakura said in her demanding preppy way. Sasuke resisted the urge to strangle her, and instead he stood up, throwing her off of him at the same time.

"Well if you are staying then shouldn't you have brought some luggage? And we aren't sharing rooms. You can have one of the spare rooms, and if you're not satisfied with that then you can sleep in the stables with the horses." Sasuke said while brushing himself off. He heard Itachi snigger and he was guessing that Itachi would love to be the one to chain her there.

"Ah yes, actually, I did pack a few things." Sakura admitted and at that same time 6 to 7 knights in pink armor (obviously knights from Sakura's kingdom) came waltzing in, and each were carrying about 4 large bags.

"'A few?'" Itachi scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. So what's this party all about?" Sakura asked, changing the subject just as her knights approached, there armor rattling loudly.

"It's to celebrate when Kyuubi was run out of our city and our people became free one more." Itachi explained, and Sakura began asking more question, which Itachi just ignored followed by a pissed off Sakura and lots of shouting. And while those two were busy Sasuke found his escape by making his way into his castle.

As soon as the young prince made his way past the large doors the sounds of the festival outside seemed to have disappeared and no one was around (no maids no butlers no stupid fangirls), making him sigh in relief. Sasuke hated parties and festivals… They were just too noisy.

Sasuke began walking up the grand winding staircase that led to his chambers. When he first got to choose where his bedroom would be, he knew exactly where he wanted it: Up in the highest room, because it's the most isolated and reserved spot, and—the best part about it is that it has the best view of the city.

"Haaa alone at last… but it won't be for long. Knowing Sakura she'll try to burst through my door to try and rape me. The things I do for my empire…" Sasuke sighed as he put his key into his bedroom door, unlocked it, and opened it.

Sasuke froze as the door swung open, not to reveal his perfectly clean and tidy room, but a disastrous mess of a room. Sasuke recognized the room to be his and all of his stuff was in here, but it was scattered and thrown everywhere. Even the bed was flipped over!

"Wuh…?" Was all Sasuke could say as he continued looking over the demolished room, then he snapped out of it when he heard scuffling sounds coming from his bathroom. Sasuke quickly unsheathed the sword from it's holder that was tied to his hip while quietly advancing towards his bathroom. Whoever it was that did this would die, either by his sword or he could through them in the dungeon to starve or watch them hang in the gallows, or—his favorite one—watch them burn to a fire while scream in agony. A murderous glint was in his eyes now and he smirked evilly at the thought.

Let's just say that Uchiha's hate (I repeat) HATE! it when someone touches their stuff, and being the Princes of a grand empire they had the ability to put anyone to death.

Sasuke waited for a moment near the entrance of the bathroom, his back plastered to the wall, just listening to the sounds coming from inside.

"Hmmm… Pop was right. Humans are weird. I mean, who the hell would have white rocks in here… They don't even smell like rocks… They smell more like flowers! Pretty! And this shiny thing is weird too! What does this do?"

Sasuke face scrunched up in confusion as he continued to listen to the person. He could tell it was male by his voice, but it wasn't very deep, and it had a sort of feminine charm to it. And what was he talking about before? Flower rocks? Does he mean the bars of soap in the bathtub? Suddenly there was a yelp and the sound of running water and splashing came right after. Sasuke was just about to run inside and confront the person who broke into his room, just before he could said person raced out of the room, and Sasuke swore his eyes must've been deserving him when he looked upon the person.

The person was indeed a boy and he had wonderfully blonde spiked hair, and nicely tanned skin. The boy had a adequately shaped body and he seemed well muscled and athletic. He was about a head shorter than Sasuke, and said Prince couldn't help noticing his amazing blue eyes and those curious whisker-like scars on his cheeks. It also took Sasuke a second to notice that this blonde was wearing his pants! (which reminded Sasuke that this beautiful blonde just so happened to be the perpetrator that broke into his dorm and trashed it.

Sasuke raised his sword threateningly and cleared his throat to get the frantic boy's attention. The blonde quickly turned towards him and his eyes widened. He took one look at the sword and narrowed his blue eyes.

"So I'm guessing you're the human who owns this territory." The boy said while crossing his tan arms and puffing out his chest to make himself look bigger and meaner.

"If you mean to say that this is my room, than yes. It is. And now I would like to know how the fuck you got in here who the fuck are you?" Sasuke growled moving closer so that the tip of his blade was just mere inches from the other's nose. And Sasuke was slightly surprised that the boy didn't cringe or run away.

"Pop says that's bad to curse. And to answer your questions, my name is Naruto and I climbed up here. I was sitting on top of the roof looking at the view, but then I noticed the window and came through there. I could smell you everywhere and I became curious so I was looking around. And I hope you don't mind that I borrowed these. Pop never did like me wearing human clothing though… oh well." The boy, now known as Naruto said with a brilliant smile adorning his face.

"So what's your name?" Naruto asked as he walked so close that his face was so close to Sasuke's that their breaths mingled. Sasuke accidentally lost his grip on the sword and it dropped but he didn't really seem to notice, nor did he realize that he was beginning to blush.

"You really have no idea as to who's dorm you broke into? You really don't know who I am?" Sasuke asked inquisitively. Surely this was a joke. Everyone knew who he was. His and Itachi's faces were probably the most popular to all empires and kingdoms.

"No not really." Naruto said as he peered into Sasuke's black eyes curiously.

"You have really pretty eyes…" Naruto continued and smiled. Sasuke's eyes widened suddenly. Did he hear right? Did this boy just say that his eyes were 'pretty'. Sasuke has heard people say that his eyes were mysterious, alluring, evil, and Ect. But never before has anyone said his eyes looked… Pretty!

Sasuke decided to ignore the comment.

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I am the youngest prince of Konoha and I am the champion in swordsmanship four years running." Sasuke said with pride as he gloated. Naruto's smile turned into a smirk and a competitive glint showed in his eyes.

"Well… would you say that you're the best human to fight with a sword?" Naruto asked as he took a few steps from Sasuke.

The prince scoffed and raised his chin high, his long dark bangs brushing against his porcelain-like face. Pools of black clashed with blue and each knew what was to come next.

A sword match. And Sasuke could already tell that Naruto would be a worthy opponent, even if the boy was a little strange.

"Follow me. We'll settle this in the Uchihan Battle arena, seeing as my room is… unsuitable for a match to our stature." Sasuke said as he looked over his room with distaste, making Naruto laugh sheepishly.

"Yeah sorry about that. But how can you humans be so clean all the time anyw—?" Naruto asked but then he stopped when he Realized that Sasuke was already walking down the stairs.

"H-hey! Don't leave me here you meanie!"

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