My sassy girl
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I just wish.
"Kampaiii" and the sound of beer cans clinking and our laughter fills the place.
You can count several more Asahi Suuuuper..dry.. cans placed on the table with fish, chips and peanuts.[1]
There sat four men, a raven haired man with onyx eyes, with a smirk on his face Sasuke 'the teme' Uchiha, a man with his hair in a high ponytail, murmuring something.. something.. troublesome… Shikamaru 'the lazy' Nara, a black haired man with thick brows, who always seems high on sugar, Rock 'the youth' Lee and a young man with sun-kissed blond hair and mesmerizing blue eyes who can swoon the plethora of young and hot women just with his honest smile and a foxy grin...yeah okay-okay, its me Naruto Namikaze.
"Naruto hasn't changed at all." says the lazy nara.
"No, I'm a real man now."
"Hey, asshole you think clerical work in the army makes you a man?" spoke the teme with a shit eating grin. ahh I want punch his handsome face.
"Give me a break, asshole. My job was tougher than you could imagine."
"Hey, I worked near the DMZ. Who are you kidding?" I added when they laughed more.
"Anyway, welcome back home."
"Thanks Lee, you are the only true friend here"
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"burr burrrr.."
Who's interrupting me?
"Hold on guys, someones calling me."
- Hello? Who is this?
- Your mother, you bastard.
- Oh, mom...
- Why aren't you at your aunt's house?
- I'm leaving soon.
"Keep quiet! It's my mom!" I shushed my friends
- Make sure you pay a visit. It's been over a year.
- That long?... I'm surprised...
- You know she feels lonely after losing her son last year... She says you resemble him.
She'll be so glad to see you. Naruto...Still there?
- We don't look alike. Plus, I hate when she rubs my face and kisses me.
- What?
- Uncle Kakashi does, too.
- She'll introduce you to a girl.
- Hey! I know the type she likes. Tell her no thanks.
I want to meet a girl like the ones in romantic manga.
I was drinking and hanging out with my friends in Makuhari district until 10 pm. But that day was also the day I had to go visit my aunt Mei in Hokuso. I thought I should stop screwing around,so I left... I took the subway from Kaihin-Makuhari Station and was waiting for a train that headed to Hokuso.
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So while I'm waiting, I noticed that there was a girl next to me, completely wasted. She wasn't exactly 'celebrity-pretty' but still unique and attractive.
She had pale blonde hair in a high-ponytail with bangs covering the right side of her pretty face with blue eyes. There was loneliness mixed with those blue pools.
She was one of those girls who looked good in purple t-shirt and jeans. Looked like she was about 24.. or 25...
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She's my type, but I don't like her.
Why?
Drunk girls disgust me.
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I don't know her.
Maybe it's because she's drunk, but her eyes were almost closed, unfocused, and sometimes she gagged.
"[gagging noise]"
If she wasn't so hammered, she would be really cool.
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Then the train came. It was late... so there weren't so many people inside the train. She and I took the same train and compartment... of course, since we didn't know each other, we were on the opposite doors.
As soon as she got on the train, she leaned on a pole. But while a normal person leans against their backs, she was leaning against her stomach, and was waving back and forth precariously.
Tucking her long strands of hair behind her ears and regaining some composure, she...
"Hey, get up!" she shouted at the scrawny looking man with a pink t-shirt who was sitting in the chair next to the pole.
He was just leisurely chewing on his gum while this another guy was standing in front of him.
"Offer your seat to the elderly!" she raised her tone more...she really is drunk, this man standing doesn't even look that old..40 maybe.
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"tch" He ignored her...
"Go!" she again shouted but this time there was an echo too, yeah She whacked him in the head, I tried resisting laughing but not so successfully.
The said man winced... She packs a punch huh...
"Give your seat to the elderly" she gave a murderous glare at him... "You wanna die!".
Cursing and scratching his head (probably where she hit him) the pink t-shirt guy gave her a stink eye and stood up to go elsewhere...probably thinking to go as far as possible from this crazy chick.
"Hey." she called him just when he was going.
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"Don't wear pink." I could see him just on the verge of tears.
While she had a victorious smirk on her face.
She totally harassed him…lol.
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Her drunken behavior was pretty cute, so I kept watching...and I don't know why but she kept glancing at me too,from time to time.
Some time passed, now in front of her (the chair right next to the pole) a bald man was sitting down ... He was reading the newspaper with an utmost concentration. Right on top of his head, she was going back and forth!
No one around her was paying attention to her... I was only watching her too.. But suddenly, she acted strangely. She was shivering for a moment and then..
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"[sound of throwing up]"
Yes, it's true... Suddenly, she... on the bald guy's head, yup... While this was going on, I was the only one watching.
But when the sound of throwing up came around, everyone on the car turned around to look at her... then at the man... and everyone started to roll on the floor laughing.
On top of his bald head were noodles coming down like hairs... a red noodle no less... must have been from the snail dish... then to the shoulder... to the stomach... the chunks and liquids. Bleh.. yuk.
That man... for 10 seconds he looked as if he didn't understand what had happened, then he wiped his head with the newspaper he was reading. He was so awestruck he couldn't say anything... poor guy!... But... the real fiasco started from there.
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After she threw up, she looked at me, eyes barely open, and before she fell down she said..
"Sweetie... '[throws up]' sweetie... '[throws up more]'"
When she called me sweetie... everyone on the car started looking at me.
"Wha... wait... Miss, who are you? What do you mean 'sweetie'?"
I tried to deny it... but it was too late... everyone was looking at me with a vicious look. Tch...this girl.
^v^ (a woman next to me who was still laughing)
~.~ (a girl standing by the next door)
-.- (a man who just woke up)
O.O (a girl who just had her eyelids done... sunglasses at this hour? Really?)
^_^ (A student who looked like he was my age)
T.T (and this is me...)
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Some guy was trying to hit me with his newspaper... some woman tells me "what the hell are you doing?" Yes... Suddenly, I became the boyfriend of the drunk girl.
The bald man stopped wiping himself off and called me...
"What do you think you're doing? Come here!"
"I'm not..."
"Think I'm stupid?...Are you laughing?" I was..
'He's going to kill me!' I was terrified... and slowly, approached him.
"Hurry up and take care of this mess. How can you just sit by while your girlfriend is drunk like that? Are you out of your mind?"
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.. T.T"
I didn't have any tissues... I don't even have any handkerchiefs... So I had to take my shirt off... my sister bought me that... and started to wipe his clothes. Don't worry I had a t-shirt saying 'I heart Chiba!' underneath too.[2]
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When things were kinda back to the way it should be... My girlfriend (?) started to worry me. I looked and she was knocked out spread eagle on the floor.
I picked her up (actually, I dragged her by her feet)... and sat her down on a chair.. everyone avoided me... damn it...
Next stop was Shibuyaeki... I have to get off.. But what about this girl? I can't just leave her here... the people in the cart kept staring at me. I tried to wake her up, but she just won't budge.
So, without a choice, I carried her and went off at Shibuyaeki... she looked pretty light, but when I got out of the station, I was covered in sweat.
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What should I do?... I'm not a bad guy; I don't want to carry around a drunken girl... especially when she's a complete stranger…
Just then a bench came into my view.
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My chance? Yeah, I'm sure it's a chance... slowly I landed her flat on the cold marble bench...ugh she stinks.
I started walking as if I had nothing to do with her, but just then she shifted her weight and landed face first on the ground.
"Shit"... This girl is troublesome...as shika would say.
Having no other options, I looked for a local motel.
I hate being with a drunk girl and carrying her on my back is worse.
And not one decent hotel in sight...I settled for a cheap motel.
"Ma'am, I need a room." I asked the lady at the reception.
"Oh dear... Wow, your honey's completely wasted." she gave me the look as if knowing whats gonna happen.
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"No, it's not my fault."
"Of course, it is. I know everything." I'm losing my pride here while this girl is enjoying her nap comfortably on my back...
"You see, we're engaged." I said hoping to get some of it back. "So...can I have a room?... Oh, and do you have a medicine that wakes you up?"
"Western or Japanese style?"
"Give me any room." Is she purposely irritating me?
"Room 405" She said while handing me the keys.
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"Fourth Floor!…..None on the first floor?"
she just nodded a 'No'...are you kidding me.
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So I went into the motel room with her...
She was very skilled... she threw up so much, but her clothes didn't have anything on... so I didn't have to take anything off...'not that I wanted to', I just dumped her off on the bed and... I thought "Why the hell am I here?".. damn it...
I was exhausted, I sat on the floor near the bed to catch my breath...and I took my time watching her..she really is pretty and also well endowed...
'[smack]' ... she turned in her sleep and slapped my head and landed on my shoulder... scratch that, she is a demon.
I threw her off angrily and looked at the mirror and I was covered in sweat... I looked like a crazy person...
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'[knock knock]'
when I opened the door, the owner stood there with a clipboard and pen in her hand.
"You forgot to check in." she handed me the board and pen.
"Ahh.."
"It's 40,000 yen, kid."
"What? 40,000 yen?...Why?"
"If you don't want to, Find another place then."
I begrudgingly took out my wallet and emptied all the cash in her hand... "Count it."
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I filled the form while she counted the money. After she was done counting she said "You are 400 yen short", and left.
I looked back at the girl, she was grunting and scratching her neck...probably due to the hot weather.
I was drenched in sweat too.
Mom would not be happy with me coming back late but..."Well, since I'm at a motel... might as well take a shower."
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I took a very long shower... a shower after sweating so much... it feels good. I came out afterwards, but she was snoring already... her hair in a messy bundle, her chest heaving up and down, the t-shirt riding upwards showing her smooth skin, I could feel my face heating again...she's impossible...
But I'm not that kind of person.. so I just wrote a memo: "Miss, contact me later." and left my cell phone number and name.
By the time I arrived back at my house It was already daytime…
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I made my way to my room but something stood between us...
"Did you go to Hokuso?" asked a women with fiery red long hair, one hand on her hip and other holding the vacuum tube..guess she would be up at this hour and cleaning.
That's my mom, Kushina Uzumaki Namikaze…. If we were to live in a society of heroes and monster she would have been a Disaster level: Dragon.[3]
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"I'm home...and Yes, I did."... I'm pretty tired ya'know.
"kotchi kotchi " she beckoned me with the "come here" hand gesture with a sweet smile... aww I love ya too mom!
I skipped towards her like a kid, what I didn't see was the glint in her eyes.
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And without warning something hard whacked my rear and I was brought to my knees...ah the vacuum tube, curse you vacuum tube!
"Itai...Itai..itaii"
"Where did you sleep?" I tried to crawl away but she whacked me again and again following me all over the house.
"Itaii…"
"Your aunt said you didn't come!"
'[whack]' owww...
"and what happen to your shirt?"
I'm such a poor guy. All this cause of a drunk girl.
Shinitai..
"I did went to Hokuso! but not to see auntie!" I shouted over my shoulder while running out of the house.
While she chased me out, I climbed back to my house over the fence and slunk to my room without her knowing..
I could hear her shouting "What?...Come here!" and "I will be waiting for you here, you rascal."
"hehee" In the safety of my room I landed on my futon to take a much needed nap.
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So do you think she (the drunk girl) called? If you're curious... I have so many memories with her (most of them hurting me...) Yep... she's one brave girl... She called me next(ah..its already the next day)…so same day.
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A/N: I'm not a writer, I have never written anything before. This plot/scenes/dialogues belongs to the author KIM HO SIK. I just wanted to share this story with you and the idea of NaruIno fits perfectly here. He posted this story which is in Korean (based on true stories) but luckily Bumfromkorea (and others) from imdb translated it to English, It was made into a series of book and then also had a movie with same name 'My Sassy Girl', Its a great watch.
So I had to mix and match with the translation and movie and add things….I hope you readers enjoy it...and please send some feedback too, if I should continue or not, if there is some mistake, if you think I did a good job or not..I'd love to know that. I added some reference too, from my other favorite anime, tell me if you know where they are from.
Thanks for reading, please leave a review.
A/N2: Also at least Read past chapter 1-2 to know the difference with the movie, or your loss. I have been told this is quite funny read.
Updated: 25 June'20, formatting and some changes here and there (since it was my first time posting I had to come back, but nothing major)