Sorry for taking… I don't know how long. Honestly, I was just so busy with my tumblr. And with Super Junior.

I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. Both belongs to Kishimoto Masashi.

Chapter XXVI
– Maturity –

Neither of the two teens could tell how late it was, only that it was late; with Naruto the alcohol had finally fully caught up with his system, while Sasuke was too busy brooding and sending the blond death glares whenever he dared to breathe too loudly. This was – obviously – constantly the case, seeing how Naruto wasn't simply breathing loudly, but constantly blabbering on about whatever came to his mind. Just like any drunk would. Kakashi ignoring whatever happened in the back of his car didn't help either. The thing most unsettling though were the firework rockets and confetti littering the floor of the car like a carpet. Sasuke kept casting suspicious glances at the fireworks, expecting them to go off at any moment with the sole purpose of annoying him.

"What are these?" he asked sharply, lifting one of the rockets for Kakashi to see in the rear mirror.

An amused chuckle sounded from the man. "Those are leftovers from… New Year's Eve."

"Which New Year's Eve?"

"Don't play around with those too much, Sasuke," Kakashi merely returned. "They're a bit roughed up from rolling over the floor all the time. That goes for you too, Naruto!"

The blond responded to the warning with a drunken salute and his head bonking against the window as they made a turn. Sasuke simply dropped that hell-born thing from his hand and crossed his arms, snapping his head to the side to look outside. After only a short while, he was oh so close to drifting off, when warmth suddenly engulfed him. Glancing the other way, he found Naruto sprawled all over him with a goofy grin on his face.

"Saaaasuke, question!" Naruto drunkenly raised his arm as though he was sitting in class. "Do trees like… shit in the forest?"

Bewildered, Sasuke roughly shrugged the other off and kicked him back to his side. Naruto immediately started babbling, but the Uchiha refused to acknowledge any of what he was saying. After a while, the younger teen seemed to calm down a bit, opting to stare out of the window with wide eyes, as though the world outside the car was a magical wonderland.

"Has he taken any–"

"No," Sasuke sternly interrupted the bandana-wearing man sitting in the front seat. He seemed only slightly younger than Kakashi.

Suddenly, a strange hissing noise next to him alarmed Sasuke that something bad was about to happen. Something very, very bad. As he turned to where Naruto was sitting, his eyes widened a fraction when he saw the gleaming light of a sparking firework rocket, smoke quickly filling the car like a thick fog.

"Naruto!" three people yelled at the same time.

"How did he even light it?"

"Sasuke! Take it from him! Hurry!"

"FUCKING BIRDBRAINED MORON!"

"Lighty, lighty, shiiiiine!"

The rocket spewing brilliant white sparks then dropped, along with a small "Oops". Someone tried to catch it, but in the end, all they could do was watch. It seemed as though it was falling in slow motion, slowly but surely sealing their end.

Meanwhile, an elderly woman was preparing tea for her husband and herself, said husband lethargically sitting in an armchair, a radio humming with music in the background.

"Dear, what is going on outside? What is all that screaming?" he questioned with a tilt of his head.

The wife scoffed at her husband's laziness, but since she was just as curious, she ventured towards the window to take a look. What she observed was a police car crudely parked with blinding light glaring out from inside. The car was shaking and bobbing around wildly, the occasional scream echoing out. "There is a police car and I think something is exploding inside."

"It probably is one of those new playthings again. Only God knows whatever those 3D printers are."

"Are you sure?" the fair-haired woman wanted to know. "It sounds like someone is in pain." Shaking her head in an annoyed manner as she didn't receive an answer, the woman now opened the window to look outside.

Just in that moment, a horrified teen walking by looked up at her with his face white as a sheet. Seeing the old woman, he mumbled a "Shit", before grabbing a hold of his phone and quickly dialling a number. "Dude!" he yelled into it. "I swear to fucking god, there's an old hag throwing bombs on a police car here!"

"I'll be taking you two into custody for assault of public servants." Kakashi didn't miss the way Sasuke scoffed at his words. "Since there is reason for believing you are carrying drugs with you, I'll have to perform a thorough search of you and your belongings," the man drawled dully. A strand of his white hair slightly singed, he easily dodged the sloppy punch then thrown at him. "Now there. Be careful, or you'll end up hurting someone."

"Mmmmmmgh, don' wanna!" Again, Naruto tried to hit the taller man, but ended up nearly kissing the floor had Kakashi's partner not caught him.

Sighing, Kakashi took the teen from his partner. "Naruto, this is a necessary procedure. I may lose my job if I don't abide by most of the rules." He dodged yet another drunken fist with ease. "Genma, you take care of Sasuke for me while I search Naruto." Once his partner had nodded and taken the much more compliant of the two teens away, Kakashi dragged Naruto to a different room.

Meanwhile, Sasuke had to empty all his pockets, take off his jacket, shoes and socks, then stand still while the bored policeman thoroughly groped him. In short: it was humiliating. But then he told himself that Naruto was probably off much worse. Although, considering the blond was as drunk as he was, Naruto probably wouldn't remember any of it.

Then Sasuke heard the scream.

Already fully clothed again, Sasuke rushed out the room before Genma could stop him. He barely dodged a secretary, but she tripped anyway. And the screaming was only getting worse, more terrified, more panicked.

Sasuke reached the door he thought the noise was coming from, now sure that it was Naruto. Preparing himself for the worst, he ripped open the door and charged inside.

"Naruto!" Kakashi yelled as he tried to hold the blond down. He quickly noticed the newcomer and sent him a rarely seen serious look. "Sasuke, take over."

"What?"

All of a sudden, the man let go of Naruto completely and quickly backed away and past Sasuke, out of the room. "Good luck," he whispered, before closing the door behind the teen.

The sound of a lock clicking chimed loudly.

"What?" Looking back and forth between the now sealed door and the teen whimpering in the corner, Sasuke was at a loss for what to do. Clenching his fists, eyebrows beginning to develop an annoyed tick, he was struggling to maintain his composure. A sniff distracted him from thinking about the many ways he would torture and kill Hatake Kakashi. Releasing a silent sigh, Sasuke walked over to the blond and knelt down beside him. Unsure of what to do, he simply started at the blond for a while. "Dumbass," he quietly sighed under his breath as he pondered what to do with the blond before him. "What happen–"

"He tried t' rape me!"

Now Sasuke was beginning to think that this wasn't just a drunken Naruto talking to him, but a genuinely terrified one. "Kakashi was just doing his job. He didn't try to rape you, he–"

"He toushed me!"

"As I said…" Sasuke's already fragile patience was beginning to crackle, the annoyed scowl seeming etched into his features, "Kakashi was doing his job."

"Looks like his job's a'ways 'bout gropin'!"

At this, Sasuke's eyebrows creased confusedly. "Always? He touched you before?" I knew he was a pervert, but–

"He keeps toushin' me whenever gez the shance!" Naruto suddenly stopped sniffling and lifted his head to let it knock back against the wall behind him. "Dude…" he slurred tiredly, "are ya gonna stay with…" Reaching out, the blond waited for the other to answer, to say something. But instead of an answer, he only felt a warmth wrapping around his own ice-cold fingers. Closing his eyes, he smiled as he straightened up a little. "Am I a whore?"

Sasuke was surprised when cerulean eyes suddenly locked firmly with his, slitted and barely open, yet sharp and imploring. Almost as though Naruto wasn't close to passing out. Tensing a little when those frigid fingers tightened around his, Sasuke squared his shoulders slightly. "Do you think you are?"

The blond chuckled humourlessly, no joy in the laugh. "Sure. I'm not Madara's whore to be called a saint."

Searching those haunted eyes, Sasuke found it hard to read Naruto, the one that was usually like an open book. The person in front of him wasn't anyone he knew. It was someone haunted by memories, by regret, grief, anger, sadness. Someone trapped in an endless cycle of asking questions and never receiving answers.

Naruto suddenly leaned forward, seeming like a tiger ready to pounce as he closed in on Sasuke. Before the other could back away too far, he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and pulled him close enough so their noses were almost touching. "Would you still want me if you knew with who I slept, with how many I already slept?"

Sasuke gritted his teeth and let out something like a growl, deep in his throat. It angered him. That voice not belonging to Naruto, but still speaking from his mouth. "Would it make any difference?"

"It would."

A trademark Uchiha smirk formed on the older teen's face, an idea popping into his mind. "What if I told you that I'm offering you a deal?"

The smile on Naruto's face widened as well. He seemed oddly clear-minded for someone with so much alcohol in his system. "Concerning Madara? Why would you do that?"

"I dislike him," Sasuke dead-panned. "I would do anything to thwart his ridiculous schemes."

"Interesting," Naruto chuckled, looking almost calculating as he eyed the other, something usually not seen on him. "What kind of deal is this you're talking about?"

Sasuke bumped his forehead against the other's, his smirk broadening indiscernibly. "I think you can imagine."

"I'm thankful for what you've done, but please, just leave now."

Who's that?

"What?" someone else responded, voice tinged with laughter. "I can't stay even though I bailed him out of jail? That's cold, Iruka. Real cold."

Iruka? Why's he…

"To be honest, I don't like you very much and I don't like you being around Naruto." Iruka sounded weirdly tense, almost as if he was holding himself back. His voice was distant, sounding like it was coming from the front door.

"Oh, getting protective?" A chuckle. "Don't make me laugh."

Iruka lowered his voice into a hiss as he continued. "Leave or I'll call the police."

"Fine, fine! Jeez, no need to get your frilly pink panties in a bunch."

"Thank you for bringing him."

A door slammed shut then and Naruto briefly noted that he wasn't wearing pants or shoes and was lying in his own bed. Before he could call out to his current guardian, he passed out right then and there without even being able to lift his head, an upcoming headache already pounding in his skull.

The next morning, Naruto awoke due to a splitting headache annoying him out of his alcohol-induced dreams. Very colourful and bizarre dreams. Colourful meaning they had looked like what the blond imagined someone on the LSD trip of their life would see, and random meaning that there had been unicorns with two horns. Bicorns, to be politically correct.

"Shit," he mumbled as he sat up rubbing his head. "I'll never drink again."

"I'm glad to hear that."

Naruto nearly jumped out of his skin when he snapped his head into the direction the voice had come from. "I-Iruka?"

The man looked terrifying with a mix of rage, annoyance, frustration and overall, the entire range of angry emotions floating all over his face with a tiny hint of disappointment mixed into it. "Naruto," he growled quietly, like a beast readying itself for the kill. "How come someone had to pay a fee to get you out of prison for the assault of public servants, underage drinking and suspected drug abuse, huh?"

"Uh…"

Iruka began to tap his foot impatiently.

"Well, you see…"

An eyebrow rose.

"Um…"

"Naruto!"

"I was drunk!" the blond yelled, throwing his arms up in surrender. "I'm sorry! I was so drunk, I don't remember any of that assault stuff happening! And if I ever harmed any trusty enforcers of our law, then I'm sorry! And I'm sorry about drinking! I'll never do it again!"

"What about drugs?"

"Uh…"

"Uzumaki Naruto!"

"I swear I don't remember doing any!"

Continuing to glare at the teen for almost a full minute, Iruka relaxed a little once he realised Naruto wouldn't spill anything else. "Kakashi told me that you tried to blow him up, that you refused to go by the usual procedure when he tried to search you for drugs and that you tried to punch him."

"Bullshit!" Seeing that slight twinge of anger on his guardian's face, Naruto quickly sported a sheepish expression. "I-I mean that uh… well with the blowing up and uh… the refusing and um…"

"You don't remember."

"Exactly!" Naruto shouted happily.

"We already established that." Iruka now realised that Naruto either had lost chunks of his brain to the alcohol, or he was simply still drunk. Or both. "Never mind. Just get ready for school. It's about time." The man then made to leave.

Glad that he had gotten out of that ordeal without a punishment, Naruto–

"Oh, and no ramen for an entire week."

Naruto's dramatic shout of a No could be heard down the entire street and people were beginning to wonder if that new neighbour of theirs, who had seemed like such a nice young man, perhaps was actually a psychopath torturing poor, innocent children.

The walk to school was like the longest and hardest marathon ever. Not that Naruto had ever participated in one, but with the way his entire body pounded and the colours swam before his eyes, he imagined a marathon to be kind of like this. The morning sun, even though it was still not too high in the sky, burned his eyes whenever he looked up from the ground, a hood blocking most of the light. Naruto truly and honestly would never ever drink any alcohol again.

He arrived at school thinking he was about to die and somehow managed to drag himself into the general direction of his classroom. But before he could reach out to heave himself up yet another staircase, supporting himself with the railing, his feet gave away beneath him. Having gone up a few steps already, he immediately stumbled back and fell. In his head deciding that yes, with the way he was falling he would end up cracking open his head, he accepted that it was his time to die. It was surprising how easily he was at peace with it.

Time seemed to have stopped all of a sudden. Naruto was staring up at the ceiling, wondering if perhaps he had already hit the floor and was now only waiting to die of blood loss. Maybe he was only half dead and the last thing he had seen, the ceiling, was imprinted into his retinas.

Then eyes appeared in his view. Those unwelcoming and closed off eyes.

Closing his eyes for a second, then opening them again, Naruto ended up dumbly blinking up at the face that he was seeing upside-down for some reason. Looking down at himself, he found his feet still lingering on the steps, although he was somewhat lying in the air. His head spinned and he groaned, closing his eyes.

"Hey," the other's voice called out to him in an annoyed fashion.

Only opening his eyes with reluctance, the blond eyed the face closer this time. "Sasuke?"

The other sighed in exasperation. "For how long are you planning to let me hold you, idiot?"

"Oh, right." When Sasuke suddenly let go of him, Naruto just barely managed to avoid landing on his head and instead landed on his ass, which still hurt. "Fuck," he hissed, rubbing his rear as he slowly staggered up. Once he was standing upright again, rubbing over his eyes, he wondered why his rival hadn't left yet and was standing there as if waiting for him. "What's up, bastard?"

"I was planning to discuss something with you."

This caused a frown to bloom on the blond's face. "You? With me?"

"Obviously, you dumbass."

"Yeah, yeah," Naruto waved off, too out of it to manage a decent verbal war with his rival. "So what is it?" The almost shark-like smirk that Sasuke's lips then pulled into sent chills all over the teen's body.

"I have a plan. It's something like a deal."

I'm offering you a deal, Naruto. I can give you freedom.

Slowly, Naruto's head lowered further and further, until he was blankly staring at the linoleum floor he was standing on. "What's with all these deals lately?" he mumbled quietly, talking more to himself than to the smirking Uchiha in front of him.

Sasuke quietly chuckled as he eyed the silent blond. "I'm pretty sure my plan will work out."

"FUCK NO!"

People turned around to look at the weird pair in the back rows that was arguing more than usual. Well, more awkwardly than usual, seeing how Sasuke was apparently very content with how things were going.

Noticing the attention, Naruto silenced himself a bit. "No way I'm doing that!" he hissed embarrassedly, the blush seeming as if tattooed into the skin of his cheeks.

"Then how are people supposed to believe it?"

"It's exactly that that'll make people not believe it!"

Sasuke quickly brought his face closer to the blond's, tilting his head to the side a bit and making it look as if they were about to kiss. He had to suppress a laugh at the deer caught in headlights-look in those cerulean eyes. Gripping the back of Naruto's head and tangling his fingers into the tousled locks of blond hair, he softly pressed his lips against the other's. He could feel Naruto first loosening up, then all of a sudden going rigid as a board. And just like that one time before, he felt wetness sliding down his cheek. This time, he merely slid his lips away from the blond's to shift them to Naruto's cheeks. Slowly, he licked the liquid away and trailed higher, lightly kissing the skin beneath the eye that was glaring back at him with a look full of fear and hate.

Backing away as far as he could in his seat, Naruto averted his face away from the other. "I really can't do this," he whispered shakily. He felt the hand on the back of his head linger for a moment, before sliding to his cheek, staying there a second, then dropping entirely. Only now he noticed the stares being sent their way and now his deer caught in headlights-look reached its final form: the deer caught in headlights with the deer knowing it's going to be fucking slushie on a windshield soon-look. He almost jumped out of his skin in surprise, then prayed for the floor to open up and drop him into a dark and deep hole where no one would find him. The blond felt even the skin on his chest becoming hot with embarrassment.

"That…" a brown-haired girl mumbled quietly into the dead silence, "was kinda hot actually."

Some of the male students in the room groaned incredulously at this, sending distasteful looks at the usually fighting pair. The giggles around them only caused more distaste to rush through their veins, the teenage boys wondering what it was about guys kissing other guys that girls seemed to like. But somehow, they still didn't look away. They were content with staring and quietly whispering about the pair.

"See what kind of shit you're getting me into?" Naruto hissed so loud, almost the entire room heard. By now he really didn't care anymore, seeing how he was screwed either way.

"Just to remind you," Sasuke drawled calmly, much like someone that hadn't just ravished his rival's mouth, "currently, I'm attempting to get you out of shit. The kind you're already in. Remember, if you're with me, Madara won't be able to lay a hand on you."

Clenching and unclenching his fists, Naruto scoffed at this. "You can shove that bullshit up your ass. Just–"

"I would rather shove something up your ass." Sasuke inwardly cheered at the rage immediately flashing across the blond's face, Naruto hardly able to suppress his anger, fists shaking with the need to smash them into the Uchiha's smug face. Just a bit more. He leaned in close to the blond in order to huskily whisper into his ear, which only caused the other to go rigid again. "I would make you moan, make you beg for more, for me to–"

A fist connected with the side of Sasuke's face, but he quickly caught himself and smirked up at his now standing rival. The room was dead silent, the students waiting for Naruto to strike and sate his hunger for sweet revenge, bloody murder painted on his face. Instead of raging all over the classroom – mainly over Sasuke though – Naruto lowered his head, looking like he was shaking in suppressed anger.

He turned his head away so people wouldn't see his expression. "Bastard," he whispered in a weak attempt of a hiss. The blond dropped into his seat, arms crossed and his shoulders hunched. People were unable to tell what he was thinking at that moment as he stared at the dirty floor. "You fucking bastard."

Who does he think he is, treating me like his whore.

Two parties had formed among the group of friends: one was made up of neutral spectators that were watching the other party, which was currently dealing with internal conflicts and consisted of three teenage boys. Both parties were facing each other as they sat at the tables outside.

"I think it's fishy," Kiba stated as he glared at the Uchiha. His distaste about the current situation was clearly written all over his disgruntled face. He kept trying to pull Naruto closer to him and away from the Uchiha, his arms wrapped protectively around the blond's shoulders.

A smirk formed on Sasuke's face and instead of backing off – you guessed it – he merely inched closer to the blond, effectively squeezing him in between himself and the Inuzuka. "Why would you be so dissatisfied by this situation? I thought the idiot and you were only close friends."

"We are!" the brunet immediately responded loudly. "That's why I have to keep him safe from people like you."

"People like me?"

Feeling the beginnings of a claustrophobic episode coming up, Naruto tried to soothe the two. Well, at least Kiba. Sasuke could rage on and make a jerk out of himself for all he cared. "Kiba, I can perfectly judge–"

"Will you leave your filthy hands off of him, Uchiha!" Kiba growled out harshly, shooting a heated glare at his sworn enemy. He felt compelled to protect Naruto from whatever Sasuke was trying to do with him. Knowing what his friend had had to go through, what he had endured in the past, Kiba couldn't just let Sasuke do whatever he pleased out of mere amusement.

Sasuke chuckled as he saw both the anger and the challenge in Kiba's eyes. The brunet had more guts than he had thought. "Why should I? He's free game, isn't he?"

"Hey now, I'm–"

Yet again Kiba ignored Naruto's protest in his rage. "He isn't!"

"Oh?" This was turning out to be more interesting than Sasuke had expected it to be. He had thought of Kiba as being someone that would back off after a while. "Then who is he supposed to be with?"

"Um…" Quick, think! Kiba had to ponder his next move quickly, but carefully. What he would say next would be essential for how this situation would play out. "Me!" Idiot! And he ruined it. "Y-Yeah. Me. Yeah."

"Is that so?" Sasuke drawled amusedly, the smirk apparent in his deep voice. "Somehow, I never had the impression you two were that close. I can't quite believe it. Especially when…" Pausing for a moment, the teen ignored the look of dread and disgust on Naruto's face and slowly let his hand slide down the blond's back, before suddenly shoving his hand under Naruto's shirt, eliciting a tiny choked gasp of surprise, "when he reacts like this."

Magma seemed to rapidly boil up within Kiba, the brunet looking like a volcano ready to burst and fling flaming rocks at the Uchiha. "I-It's true though." Seeing the mocking look on his enemy's face, Kiba knew what was expected of him. He had to somehow make it clear that Naruto was his and that they simply belonged together. Conveying this was especially hard regarding the fact that this wasn't true at all. Before he could have any doubts, he cupped Naruto's chin with his thumb and index finger, then turned the other's head so they were facing each other. Gulping down his nervousness, he tried to be gentle as he albeit roughly grabbed the back of the blond's head and crashed their lips together in an at first rather crude kiss.

Their noses had nearly collided, but quick reacting on Kiba's part had gladly prevented that. He had kissed Naruto before, had shared real kisses with him from time to time, when things had turned out that way. Everything had been initiated by Naruto though most of the time. Kiba felt like taking the initiative this time instead of just waiting to see what Naruto was going to do to his mouth. Hearing a small mewl when he tilted his head into a much better angle, Kiba smirked victoriously, forgetting the people watching them. He forcibly pushed his tongue into the blond's mouth and slid his tongue over the other's. For the first time being the one in control like this, Kiba trailed his tongue over each slick speck he could reach in Naruto's mouth. He only opened his eyes when he suddenly heard Naruto gasping and nearly breaking the kiss had the brunet not been holding his head in place. Casting a glance to what was happening behind Naruto, Kiba caught sight of a mop of that hated pitch-black hair.

Sasuke was feeling his way up Naruto's abdomen and sides, his hands having disappeared underneath the blond's shirt. The Uchiha was close enough to be able to teasingly breathe into his longtime rival's ear.

Before Kiba could take countermeasures that involved heavy groping and dirty talking, a shout interrupted the three.

"I've seen about enough," Shikamaru forced out loudly, looking about ready to have his soul leave his body. At least the dead look in his eyes said as much.

With that the fight magically broke up, though Kiba vigilantly watched over an exasperated Naruto, Sasuke simply smirking at the furious Inuzuka.

"As you all know," Kakashi bellowed, shutting up the class, "our class is supposed to organise the play that's going to be shown at the school festival." One particular student was not paying attention and so the white-haired teacher felt compelled to slam his book onto said students desk, which caused Kiba to jump in surprise and nearly out of his seat.

"Wha–" The brunet quickly wiped the drool from his mouth and then, with sleepy eyes, tried to feign attention.

Most likely smiling creepily beneath his mask, Kakashi sat down on his desk. "This year, the play is going to be Romeo & Juliet." At the cheers of the girls, the teacher's face darkened for a moment and he quickly cut off the happy shouts. "What is planned is performing this play the way it was supposed to be: only with male actors."

"W-Wait," a drastically paled male student spoke up, "that means one of us guys will have to play Juliet?"

"Why of course," Kakashi beamed. "At the time Shakespeare wrote Romeo & Juliet, women weren't allowed onto stages, meaning in the very beginning, Juliet was always played by men. I want you guys to decide who's going to play what roles. And choose wisely, otherwise the play will only make this class look ridiculous in front of the others and you don't want that, right?" The serious expression on Kakashi's face remained for a long time as he intently stared at the faces of his students. Suddenly, that hidden smile of his widened on his features. "Then I'll leave you in the hands of my competent colleague."

After the man had left and the class waited for the next teacher, the students immediately broke out into a discussion of which student should man up and just take the part of Juliet. Some of the boys were immediately erased as options, people like Chouji and Kiba, since they didn't fit the part for obvious reasons. The class came to the decision that Sasuke was suited for both main roles and rather quickly, the students split into two parties: the boys, who wanted to force the girl role onto the pretty boy, and the girls that wanted their beloved Sasuke to be Romeo.

The heated discussion was interrupted by Anko entering the room, the woman looking fierce as ever. The biology teacher dropped her belongings onto the teacher's desk, checked who was present and immediately proceeded to write onto the board. "Today's biology lesson will be an introduction to sex education, which you probably already had in the past, although we'll be talking about some things in a more biological way."

Being the mature class they were, the students broke out into a flurry of previously unseen enthusiasm. Despite this, Anko continued with the lesson and had to be faced with the fact that this class was a lot more mature than she had thought, seeing how the sound of mature giggles was her eternal companion for that lesson.

After some time, the teacher pointed at the blackboard, specifically her drawing of a crudely drawn tampon surrounded by what looked to be nachos. At least it looked like that to the mature students. "See, sperm is surrounded by sugar."

Sakura immediately raised her hand, cocking her head. "You mean to say that semen is like sugar?"

"Yes, basically," Anko nodded, already turning back to her board to add more to her masterpiece.

"Doesn't taste like sugar though," Naruto suddenly mumbled quietly from the back rows.

Being the mature class with creepily well hearing bat ears that they were, everyone of course heard and ended up turning to send Naruto questioning looks.

"What?" the blond asked quizzically, unaware of what was supposed to be so wrong about– "Oops…"

The occupants of the room continued to stare at the blond for a while, before one of the males broke the awkward silence.

"I think Uzumaki should be Juliet."

The blond in question didn't process the words at first and only did so when he finally noticed the malicious and evil smiles sent into his directions. "WHAT?!" Naruto exploded. "No way in hell am I gonna play a girl! Have you seen me?! Do I look girly to you?"

"We'll put a wig on you and the illusion will be perfect," Shikamaru spoke up, unexpectedly. "It's already been confirmed that your voice is very girly-sounding."

"I DO NOT SOUND GIRLY!" Naruto screeched, which only resulted in the entire class murmuring in agreement after realising that Shikamaru was right. It being Shikamaru's words almost automatically made it true in everyone's mind anyway. "I have a dick in case you all didn't know!" Naruto suddenly shot up from his seat, wildly gesturing towards his crotch. "Do I have to show you proof, huh?" Naruto went as far as opening his pants and almost pulling them down, had Kiba not jumped up to stop him. Kiba had to wrap his arms around Naruto's torso and arms, effectively immobilising him to some extent. "Let me go, you traitorous bastard!" Naruto yelled. "Do you want to see me in a dress that badly?"

"It's decided!" Ino yelled over the snickers, shouts and cat calls. "Naruto is Juliet and Sasuke is Romeo!"

"FUCK OFF!"

I'm so glad I can finally write Naruto in-character. It's so much more fun that him being all emo with his Fuck society shit. I'm not so satisfied with this chapter though. I feel like some parts turned out… weird.

Next chapter: Cage of Doubts