To be frank, the original plotline I had formulated in my mind when I was think about the sequel about a year ago wasn't to my preference. I finally got of my lazy ass at the beginning of Spring Break and wrote the second chapter.

For clarity, the summary is a prime example of verbal irony. I know the first chapter was not in any way shape or form 'sweet' and 'romantic.'

Second Chapter

Throbbing pain.

He felt ground splitting, throbbing pain from the back of his head. Perturbed thoughts swirled in his mind. Naruto moved his arm, or at least tried to when he was met with resistance in the form of tough metal, and he was tied down to a chair. Dragging the last memories before the black out from the recesses of his mind, he mulled solemnly replying the scene he walked back to.

His pondering turned into confusion. Why was Sasuke banging his wife from behind? He knew the answer. Obviously, they had been having trysts behind his back, on more than one occasion. When did it start? Did it begin during his mission; perhaps it started long before that. He remembered the Uchiha slamming the door in his face when he asked his brother to attend Ayame and his wedding. Silence and darkness were his only companions as his thoughts flowed endlessly.

He was hurt at first by the revelation of the betrayal. It was short lived. Confusion and pain degenerated into anger. Unbridled anger mixed with unrestrained hatred made a deadly concoction.

He heard the sound of a door opening and closing behind him, admitting into the room none other than Uchiha Sasuke. His former teammate walked over to and sat in a chair, Naruto surprisingly noticed finally, situated directly in front of the tied up shinobi. He was going to wipe the grin of the Uchiha's face with his foot after he snapped the bastard in two. Naruto would enjoy every moment.

"You know," Sasuke began stoically, the damn grin never leaving his visage, "Ayame fought back strongly at first. In my opinion, she should have saved her breath. I shut her up by shoving my cock down her throat. The feeling of her throat was simply exquisite. Of course, that was only a small sample before I dove into the main course." The damned grin grew wider. Sasuke was taunting him. He reveled in the despair and despondence of Naruto's countenance. Naruto hung his head low, denying Sasuke the pleasure. "Goes without saying, training her was worth my effort, bringing out the depravity of her soul. As a gesture of goodwill Naruto, I'll show you how I broke her."

Sasuke brought up his arm and nailed Naruto in the temple. His head flew to the side, stopping when the Uchiha grabbed him and stared into his eyes with the Sharingan. Trapping Naruto in his genjutsu, Sasuke, smirking, stepped back to observe from his perch. In the genjutsu, Naruto would repeatedly and helpless watch as he broke Ayame's mind and body. Sasuke absently noted the thin line of tears streaming down Naruto's face and a medley of emotions had him occupied. In his reverie, Sasuke failed to notice a thin film of chakra coating Naruto's arms before the gray haired man broke apart his cuffs, silently of course. After all, Naruto was a shinobi trained in covert operations that pertained to stealth, infiltration and assassinations. Although, once the Fourth War ended, tensions inside the Elemental Nations have eased considerably, and the only rift raft were shinobis dissatisfied at the direction the villages were taking. With his arms free, Naruto gingerly rubbed his sore wrists as he turned his sights to the distracted Uchiha. He clenched and unclenched his right hand several times within a span of two seconds.

He reached into his pouch, and retrieved a single edged dagger. The dagger was one that Naruto had specially crafted for himself after the war. His specifications were for the weapon to be eight inches, to have a black lacquer polish on the handle and blade to absorb the light and to be made using chakra conductive metal.

Dagger equipped, Naruto channeled chakra into the blade, and cut through the restrains on his legs. If he could, Naruto would have freed himself much earlier, but he had been drugged. It was the same drug that Tsunade used on Jiraiya; it interfered with Naruto's motor movement and chakra control. Usually, Naruto's Uzumaki lineage a with the healing prowess from his Jinchuuriki days should have easily cleansed the drug from his system. However, Sasuke took this little tidbit into account and upped the dosage. The dose Naruto got was enough to incapacitate a battalion of three hundred jounin level shinobi.

Naruto idly wondered if the Uchiha was ever going to snap out of his day dream and find Naruto unbound. He shrugged, it wouldn't have changed anything; Sasuke's future looked morbidly bleak at the moment. In one fluid motion, Naruto grabbed the Uchiha by the collar, breaking Sasuke from his stupor, and smashed his hard head against Sasuke's nose. Blood erupted like a geyser. Deftly releasing Sasuke, Naruto's leg shot out in a round house that collided against Sasuke's ribs. Leaving no room for retaliation, Naruto blasted the dazed Uchiha in the stomach with a fierce uppercut, sending another wave of blood flying from his mouth.

The grey haired man made a grab at Sasuke's face with his right hand; his fingers curled slightly to form a claw. As Naruto's hand came into contact with flesh, the duo dematerialized. They reappeared in the air space surrounding Naruto's home. This was only accomplished through the modifications Naruto made in his father's Hiraishin. Originally, the jutsu allowed the user to teleport directly where the marked kunai landed, so Naruto modify the matrix allowing him to flash anywhere within one hundred meters of the focal point. His claw hand firmly gripping Sasuke's face, Naruto formed a simple seal using his free hand; it massively increased their weight as they free fell from fifty meters in the air. The gain in weight increased their acceleration and, in return, boosted the ultimate force.

They crashed into the ground with monstrous force, uplifting the earth around them. Naruto quickly removed his hand from the small hole that marked where Sasuke's head was buried. The rest of his body was above the ground and unmoving. Naruto performed a Shunshin to the rim of the deep crater he created from his thunder drop and crouched. His gaze was locked onto the still form of the Uchiha, muscles tensed, waiting for the slightest movement.

Using this respite, Naruto reviewed the vivid images Sasuke projected so conveniently. He noted that a few things didn't exactly fit; for example, the genjutsu was deceptively easy to break free from. But he would ardently analyze the evidence later, specifically after he kicked Sasuke's ass to one end of the Elemental Nations and back. Naruto's eyes hardened, 'Sasuke sure is taking his sweet time pulling his head out of the hole. Oh well, if he isn't going to move then I'll just have to force him to.' He retrieved from his pouch, an explosive seal tagged kunai. He primed his arm back. He flung it. And as calculated, the Uchiha instantaneously reacted to the incoming threat. Sasuke wrenched his head out the ground, rolled back onto his hands and pushed off the ground as the kunai struck the ground. A small explosion took place concurrently a shockwave propelled him backwards. Naruto observed quietly, letting the Uchiha collect himself. From the other side of the crater, Naruto had his first appropriate viewing of Sasuke. The raven haired man wore a simple high collared sleeveless shirt dyed white. His weapon of choice, his chokuto, was held in place and laid horizontally behind his waistline. His pants were a pair of simple dark pants that was uniform amongst shinobi. A pair of open toed sandals completed his outfit.

Naruto glanced down at his own disorderly attire. He was wearing the same clothing from his mission which consisted of a pair of black pants and a brown long sleeved shirt. In addition, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Needless to say, the fabric had scratch marks here and there alongside patches of dirt. The only thing missing was the chunin vest; otherwise, nothing else was out of place. Pushing himself off his knees, Naruto's voice resounded through the air, "Sasuke, prepare yourself."

That was the only warning Sasuke received before Naruto's form blurred out of existence. Naruto shimmered in front of Sasuke mid spin, and scored a kick at Sasuke's stomach. A shadow clone appeared next to the airborne Uchiha and grabbed at Sasuke's leg. The cloned planted himself and violently yanked his arm back before slamming his target into the ground. The force disturbed and uplifted the earth; although, it wasn't to the extent of the meteoric descent. Sasuke, air forcibly expelled from his lungs, lay prone once again.

Naruto lorded over Sasuke with a frown marring his countenance, "Why aren't you fighting back, Sasuke? Is this your way of atoning? Have you now grown a bleeding heart and conscience?" Hearing no response from him, Naruto grabbed the Uchiha by the shirt and pulled him up, "Answer me, Uchiha."

Sasuke's eyes widened as he saw the distinct form of both Kakashi's, in his right eye, and Shisui's, in his left eye, Mangekyo Sharingan taking the place of Naruto's former blue, "H-how do you have those eyes Naruto?"

Naruto promptly dropped Sasuke on his ass, "It's a long story. But, at the very least, I'll give you a shortened version. As you know my father Namikaze Minato was an orphan. On the date of his birth, he was found on the front doorsteps on a kindly, elderly couple who lived outside Konoha in a small house. They found neither sight nor sound of my father's birth parents, but they adopted him in the end. The couple's family name was Namikaze and that became his surname. As it turns out, my father had Uchiha blood running in his veins. That was the conclusion I made after Itachi attempted to remove Shisui's eye from the raven he implanted inside of me. To his and my amazement, the eye fused with my left eye, granting me a pre-Mangekyo Sharingan. The sharingan in my right eye was a gift from Kakashi, who learned of my recently awakened doujutsu, before his death and wanted me to have his eye."

Naruto shrugged, "The Uchiha blood that runs through my vein is extremely diluted, thus it took the DNA from a purer Uchiha, in my case Shisui, to activate the Sharingan. With no prior experience, I was reluctant to use them during our fight with Madara and Obito. I had ample time after to the war to experiment and adjust myself to the eyes, so I did. You are the first person to see my Sharingan. If only the circumstances were different." He paused; he said jokingly, "Who knew, when I called you my brother in the metaphorical sense, you were also my brother in the literal sense. Actually more akin to a cousin than a brother. I am certain you get the meaning." His eyes started to spin as they morphed into their next stage, the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.

He reiterated his inquiry, "Why aren't you fighting back Sasuke?"

"It is . . . I . . . you," Naruto's ears caught the faint words he mumbled under his breath. Naruto blinked; he swore that he saw Sasuke turn away, his face dusted pink. The stoic Uchiha was blushing? Naruto thought the act was an impossibility. Let it be known, Sasuke wasn't a man of many words or emotions. The sudden change confused him.

Naruto quizzically scratched at the itchy spot on the back of his scalp that had been bothering him for quite a while, "What was that Sasuke? I didn't quite catch you. Can you repeat that?"

"Nothing. Never mind. You are an idiot. Forgot what I said you dobe," Sasuke, cheeks dyed red, shouted at him.

For the first time, Sasuke took initiative. He lunged at Naruto, taking him down in a rough tackle. Under normal circumstances, Naruto would have easily dodged it, but he was taken back by Sasuke's uncharacteristic outburst. It didn't help that he spent the last month on a mission where he he only had three hours of sleep each night. Basically, Naruto was running on fumes. Swinging his right elbow across, Naruto slugged Sasuke. Feeling it connect, he kept the momentum and used it to push Sasuke off him.

"From the way you are taking the brunt of my blows head on, it's almost as if you want to die, you want me to kill you," Naruto, crouching next to Sasuke, stated.

"You don't have the audicity, Naruto," said Sasuke.

Naruto idly thrummed his fingers on his knee, "It's just as you say, Sasuke, I won't kill you. That would be an easy escape for you. No, you won't receive death. What should I do with you Sasuke?" he wondered aloud.

"Dobe," Sasuke sneered, "doesn't matter what you do, you'll all ways be a lesser man than I. You could never please Ayame as I have. Live the rest of your pathetic and miserable life bearing that little tid bit." He cackled, "I wondered how she ever felt anything with such a small dick."

Naruto liked to consider himself more mature than his teenaged pubescent counterpart and he is. However, there were lines which were not meant to be crossed, and Sasuke crossed them.

"You bastard . . ." his eyes widened as the perfect plan for revenge was hatched. What was the single most important thing to Sasuke, he asked himself. The answer was his pride. During his stay under Orochimaru, Sasuke developed a complex of sorts in his clan and against those who, like Kakashi, had the Sharingan but weren't of Uchiha descent. All Naruto needed to do was take that self-imposed pride and crush it, grind it into thinly grained powder.

He initiated the first part of his plan by slapping chakra suppressing seals on Sasuke. These seals, tested by Naruto himself, were undoubtedly the strongest seals with their function. Sasuke felt the strength leaving from his body and exlcaimed, "What are you doing you dobe?"

"Don't worry about it," Naruto waved dissmissively, "You'll see soon enough."

Humming a jaunty tune, Naruto searched through his repoitoire of seals until his eyes lighted on the one he wanted. The smoke cleared to reveal a scroll as large as the one he wore during Pain's invasion. The unravled scroll had complex and indecipherable black scribbling. Only he, the premier Fuuinjutsu expert, comprehended it.

The possibility with seals are endless. They could be used to seal giant contructs of chakra into a newborn or used to supplement ranged attacks for an explosive punch or to teleport across the continent. The art of fuuinjutsu has many applications. Furthermore, they could even be used to permenantly change genders as Naruto learned. He stumbled on the seal purely by chance.

To clear any misunderstandings, Naruto hadn't actively pursued the creation of the seal rather, he was invited by a few of the guys for a couple of drinks. Twenty bottles of sake later, a drunk Naruto stumbled out of the bar and home at seven in the morning. Who knew the Uzumaki longitivity equated to high alcohol tolerance, which also explained why Tsunade needed to drink a lot to get the tiniest buzz.

Luckily for him, his wife, Ayame, worked at Ichiraku despite her marriage, so he wasn't present to give him an earful. Clamoring about in his study, the intoxicated Naruto had the bright and ingenous idea create a seal based on his Oiroke Jutsu(Sexy Technique). It took him two hours to create the Sen Henkaku No Fuuin(Gender Change Seal). In essence the seal acted exactly like a Henge No Jutsu, but the difference was it was near impossible to dispel or detect through any means, Sharingan and Byakugan included. Tacked into the seal was a time limiter: seven days before the transformation expired. Naruto wasn't a expert for nothing, and modified the seal so it became irreversible unless he willed it.

Placing the scroll near an immobilized Sasuke, Naruto, ignoring his protests, rolled him onto the scroll and stepped back. A plume of smoke erupted before being blown away by the wind. And that was it. There before Naruto was Uchiha Sasuke with one important change. Sasuke who previously was a male was now a female.

"Dobe, what did you do . . . to . . . me," Sasuke's usually gruff voice had been replaced by a softer and melidious one. Quickly, he . . . she patted down her body. Her slender hands roamed over the two additions to her new body. Sasuke's fingers sunk into her large cleavage with an expression of shock and horror. Her eyes snapped at the source of her recent plague. "Change me back dobe," Sasuke, not trusting her own words, ordered.

"Nah, I think your female form fits you better." Naruto, with an amused smile etched, refused flatly. He was all ready reveling in Sasuke's despair. Shivering from the thought, he begrudgingly admitted, Sasuke's female form was better than his and was, dare he say, beautiful. His pale face threatened to expunge the vile bile, but he forced down the digusting taste with his tempered will.

She had a feminant face lacking the hard angles and sharp jaw line present in men. Dark eyes of coal and cherry, pink lips complimented her alluring complexion. Her jet black and silky hair trailed luxuriously over her shoulders and disappeared behind her back. Naruto couldn't find the exact words to describe the rest of her body, because it has hidden by her clothing. Though, from what Naruto perceived, she had a nice ass. A very nice ass.

He cleared his throat before gloating, "How does it feel now Sasuke, having your pride as a man stripped away by my seal. I bet you're just seething inside aren't you?"

"Hn." The Classic Uchiha Response. "Doesn't change the fact that I'm a superior in the bed, and you can't please a woman," she smirked back. "I'll take back my words if you prove me wrong."

He blinked and quirked a gray eyebrow, "What are you insinuating exactly?"

End

Oh no Sasuke! How will you get out of this conundrum of a situation?

Is this all according to plan? Whose plan exactly? Sasuke's plan?

What happened to Ayame? Wouldn't Naruto have been alerted to any transgressions made against her?

Naruto having the Sharingan was something I thought of on a whim, and plays no real part in the story otherwise.

Inquires galore.