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Hey guys ! Super duper late… update. Hehe. Sorry 'bout that. Aside from updating this one, I have to tell you that I wouldn't be updating this until after A Miracle is finished. Which is… very, very… very soon. That doesn't mean I'm stopping this fic. Just to tell you guys that I won't update until my current "main" fic is over. When A Miracle is over, this'd be my "main" fic. :D I'm catching a deadline…

Urban Legend; Ch2


"Do you paint shoes for a living?"

Sasuke had to pause for a moment upon hearing what the hooded, bigmouthed person asked. It came to him as—almost—an awkward and even nearly hilarious, ridiculous question. Who exactly is this Uzumaki Naruto guy? Was he crazy?

It wasn't so long before he was able to get rid of Sakura in the mass of people in the market. He was satisfied enough that way. Without her meant quiet, peace and privacy. He loved having that. Before he was able to return to his home to rest, supposedly, his friend, well, acquaintance, Shikamaru, tossed his ragged shoe to him, probably because of the hard training.

He had to check again. Yes, Shikamaru's shoes were black. They were dirty, a bit muddy and tassled, but they implied black more than any other color. After that, he made sure that he was wiping it with his cloth to control the volume of the polish that he placed on the shoe—something you do not do when you paint. Then, he had to rewind… did the lad there just ask if he painted shoes for a living?

Sasuke resisted the urge to laugh. "You are an idiot."

"What did you—"

"Why would I paint shoes?" He asked him.

"I-I don't know." The other replied. "Smelly fox…"

"Idiot."

"Pig!"

"Idiot."

"Bastard!"

"Moron."

"Teme!"

"Idiot."

"Grrr…"

Sasuke huffed, and after a brief stop, "idiot."

"There you are!" Another voice joined in. Sasuke turned to his open window and found no other than Sakura standing, waving her hand to him. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Sasuke-kun! I've been looking all over for you!"

He rolled his eyes. She found him.

"Sasuke-kun, could you pleeeeease polish my shoe?" She asked, lips pouting.

He turned to her. She melted. "You're not wearing a shoe." He told Sakura, who was wearing sandals.

Smoke seemingly came out of her head. "Awwww!" She jumped up and down. "Y-you noticed!!" She blushed intensely. "Sasuke-kun noticed my footwear today! I'm going to tell that Ino-pig!" She rushed out of the shop.

He almost sighed in relief that she left.

"So you polish shoes…" the hooded man thought aloud. "I see, I see…"

"Any sane man would have gotten that."

"Did you just call me insane?!" He shouted. "You smelly fox! Polish and paint are… r-relatively close! Any sane man would've gotten that!" He nodded. "You're insane! Insane, insane, insane!!"

"Not quite as you are." Sasuke answered back.

"Grrr… you ba—"

"What do you want?" He finally asked him. "What are you doing here?" Aside from being stupid.

"I'm a customer!" Naruto told him.


Sasuke used his rough brush to further shine the shoes of Naruto. He almost couldn't come to conclude that his shoes were rare. Very rare at that. It even looked expensive, much to the owner's stupidity. He thought for a while. Perhaps this Naruto brought some money? He could take advantage of that, especially since he is stupid.

"Sasuke…" Naruto muttered.

The raven-haired lad looked up at him, who sat on the bench as he sat on the floor. Naruto refused to take his shoes off for Sasuke to clean them.

"…what an ugly name,"

"Tsch," Sasuke spat. "Now look who's talking."

There was a suggestive silence between them until the hooded guy finished it. "O-oi, Sasuke…" he began. "Who was that girl a while ago?" He asked. "Is she your lover? Huh? Oi, answer me you smelly fox. What's her name? Oi! Are you deaf or are you just an idiot?"

He fidgeted. He didn't like his words being used against him. "If you like Sakura, then gladly, she's all yours."

Naruto's aura suddenly brightened. "R-really?!" He could almost hear his smile. "Hey, wait. You're giving her to me?!"

Sasuke didn't reply.

"That means she's yours!"

The lone Uchiha rolled his eyes and sighed. "She's not mine."

"Then why are you giving her to me?! That means you own her!" He jerked his shoe away from the polisher. "You're her lover, then! My guess is right!"

Annoyed, he just grabbed Naruto's shoed foot and placed it on his wooden stand before he began stroking it with his brush.

"Nnnn… Oi! You!" Naruto insisted. "You're her lover?!"

"Whatever,"

"YOU ARE?!"

For the umpteenth time this day, Sasuke rolled his eyes in exasperation. "I am not in love with Sakura, idiot."

"Y-you're not? Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure?"

He didn't reply, and just continued to finish polishing the guy's shoe.

"YOSH!" He jumped up. The raven haired boy had to back away a bit. "I will make her my queen! She will be… the first lady when I become the hokage! She will be the most beautiful person alive and… ah… what's her name again?"

Sasuke stood up. "Your payment," he demanded, "now."

Naruto stopped rejoicing and eyed him in confusion. "What?"


The hooded blond jumped up and down once he knew that Sasuke and the pretty pink-haired lady from a while ago did not love each other. She was gorgeous in his eyes. Pink hair? That was brilliant. So unique. However, he seemed to have forgotten her name from all the hysteria.

"Your payment. Now." Sasuke demanded.

"What?" He asked him. Payment? He had to think for a while. Naruto remembered the people in the old streets trading goods for silver coins. Back inside the castle, he sometimes caught Tsunade giving the employees gold coins.

Not to mention, a while ago, a girl called him a thief after giving him some fish…

Oh. He mentally spanked himself. So I have to give them coins, too… He thought. Well, that was bad. He doesn't have any coins—gold or silver a like. He blinked. Perhaps he can run away again? The big window was open for him to jump out of. However, the guards were still probably looking for him. It wasn't safe to suddenly jump out and run because of the same crime.

"Damn…" he cursed.

"What?" Sasuke asked him. "This isn't for free."

"Tsss, I know that!" He lied, then checked his cape's pocket, even though he knew there was nothing in there—just in case. He was right, though. There was nothing. He opened his cape to check his garments' pockets. There still weren't any.

Why am I even checking? He asked himself.

"So slow,"

"Grr, if you can't wait then better give it for free!"

"Dumbass,"

"Shut up!" He took off his cape and rechecked all of his pockets.

Sasuke snorted. "What's that you're wearing?" He teased his orange jumpsuit. "No wonder you wore a cloak over it. It's hideous."

Nevertheless, Naruto did not hear him. He was far too busy looking for anything that would do to pay him. "Damn it…" he muttered, then sighed, giving up on his search. He knew he wouldn't find anything anyway. The blond pulled up his left sleeve and on his wrist wrapped a gold bangle. "What about this? Will this do?" He asked.


Sasuke watched as the blond guy desperately searched himself for something—silver coins, most probably—to pay him. He looked ridiculous, but he couldn't blame him. He was wrong. The lad may have nice and expensive looking shoes, but he didn't have a single penny.

Finally, Naruto decided to give up and sigh. He, instead, offered Sasuke a thick gold bangle that was hidden inside his orange jumpsuit. "What about this?"

He could've sworn, his eyes widened in surprise when he saw that this dumbass had something that precious in contact with his skin.

"Will this do?"

But he quickly got his composure. This guy was definitely stupid, offering gold as if it were candy wrapper. If he became a regular customer, and failed to bring silver coins every time he came, he would resort to giving him his jewels. He must have a few more. "I guess." He replied reluctantly.

Naruto pulled out the bangle from his wrist and handed it over to Sasuke. "Hn, despite your mediocre services, I am not a thief!"

However, he didn't listen to the blond babble. Once he got his hands on the heavy golden bangle, he had one thing on his mind: that telescope that he found being sold near the castle quarters. Sasuke was delighted. He would finally have one!

He remembered it being ten years ago, he was only six, and his brother, Itachi, always brought him near the town's fortress.

"Onii-chan, if I were the prince, would I also live in that big house?"

Itachi looked at Sasuke over his shoulder. His younger brother hung comfortably on his back. "Aah, Sasuke."

"I'll be very rich then…"

"Aah,"

"…with all the gild and silver coins that I'll ever want?"

Itachi nodded.

"Then how will I become the prince?" He asked.

His older brother chuckled. "Why do you want to become the prince, Sasuke?"

"I don't know." He answered. "It's fun?"

"How do you know?"

"You'll have everything that you want, of course!" He told him. "Like that one!" The little black-haired boy gestured his brother to stop as he pointed at a telescope that was displayed in a window of an old toy shop.

"A telescope?" Itachi raised an eyebrow. "Why? What do you want to see?"

Sasuke grinned. "—"

His stance was cut when he realized that the blond customer wasn't there anymore.


"I am not a thief!" Naruto reiterated, remembering the incident a while ago with the young girl. He sighed. Nobody would ever notice that he lost one of his jewels, or something like that. He looked around the house, as the black-haired weirdo seemed to be thinking of something.

He thought that the house was pretty cool—Sasuke had his own place, nobody guarded him or told him to not do anything.

Naruto twitched. He…

"Hn," he crossed his arms. "How in the world can you possibly live in this stinky place?"

…kinda liked it.

That was when he heard the castle bell, signaling dusk, he immediately grabbed his brown cloak, wrapped it around him, and ran away.


"Damn," he cursed as he fell down the empty floodway. Naruto took his cloak off and rubbed his abused back before standing up and running up the spiral stairs. It wouldn't be nice if Kakashi finds out that he went out.

"Went jogging around, went jogging around," he practiced the lie while running.

"Naruto-kun!"

He halted—was he caught?! "I'm sorry, I went jogging around! No, I'm not lying—I really went jogging around because it's healthy for the body, see I'm all sweaty coz I went jogging around, I swear, that's all I did today—I didn't go out of the castle and meet a stinky shoepolisher. I just…" He looked up.

…And found Lee, one of his servants, eyeing him, confused.

"…went jogging…"

"Around?" the thick-browed servant finished it for him. "Naruto-kun, I came up here to tell you that dinner will be delayed."

He blinked, then sighed. "Is that so?"

"Aah, Akimichi-san tried the new recipe that he learned from Tuscany, but we lack spice, and it didn't work out quite well." Lee explained. "That's why they're cooking another menu—and hopefully you're not yet that hungry."

"Oh, no I'm not really hungry." A stomach growl. "…Ah… hehehe…"

"Maybe you should clean up before eating, Naruto-kun. You seem a little bit dirty from jogging around."


Lee stood before the royal bathtub, holding towels and perfumes, as the blond prince daydreamed while taking a warm bath.

"Y-Your highness, do you mind if I ask you something personal?" He asked shyly.

"Hmm?" He looked at Lee with one eye closed. "I told you to not call me that, it's fucking annoying, Lee." He said.

"Gomen-nasai, Naruto-kun," Lee apologized. "Ano, do you mind if I ask you something personal?"

"Go ahead,"

Lee gasped lightly. "Why do you seem so happy today? Did something happen?"

A grin.

"Today…" Naruto said. "I met the girl of my dreams."


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