2000 years of pain: part 2

Disclaimer: I only own the greatest Naruto move ever the "2000 YEARS OF PAIN".

PART 2.

The crowd sat silent and still watching Naruto dance happily in the center of the arena, inner Sakura was mad, no she was furious.

"How could he defeat my Sasuke-kun with such a dumb move," her inner self screamed. "Ill get him for this the next time I see him!!!"

The Next Day

Naruto strutted down the street feeling so good he could just feel the pounds adding onto his weight, the best part was he came up with another technique last night before he want to bed, he couldn't wait to us it on Sasuke the next time he had a fight with the dambdeble Uchiha, coming to a stop at the bridge team seven usually meet at..

With Sasuke

Sasuke sat on the edge of a horribly white bed in room 105 of the hospitals recovery ward, he could still feel the effects of the 2000 years of pain naruto had inflicted on him, he just had 1999 years and 363 days left before the technique lived up to its name.

"How the hell did that dobe beat me with that...that...what ever the hell you call that." He muttered under his breath.

just then Sakura burst into the room gushing out obscenities, he blocked most of them out, but he couldn't miss the last one she spoke.

"Let me see Sasuke-kun" she said already beginning to lift up his shirt, now this freaked him out, he didn't want Sakura looking at his horribly beet red nipples, so he did what any man would do, he ran, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him, out the door leaping over old women in wheel chairs and nurses with trays of sharp objects, not even noticing the bright green, paper clothing he was wearing, leaving the nurse and old women with a nice view of his butt.

When Sasuke stopped running he was near the bridge 'his' team usually meet at, he was to busy brooding over what would be the best way to start castrating Naruto with fishing knives would saw the object of his hatred.

"look at him," the Uchiha thought. " that smug little bastard, ill get him."

Narutos Point Of View

Naruto sat leaning his back against a tree when he heard heavy foot steps, turning his head he saw his rival tearing at him in bright green paper, he almost died right there trying to hold in his laughter, he managed to control himself as he quickly rose from the ground.

Sasuke reached for a kunai when he realized what he was wearing, he faltered and almost tripped when Naruto grabbed the sleeve of his now healed arm, Sasuke pulled away and the sleeve of the paper clothing easily ripped at the shoulder.

"Perfect," Naruto thought "I can do the technique I made up last night."

Just as Naruto thought that, Sasuke heard a howling laugh to his right, it was Kakashi, all of a sudden two Naruto's popped out of nowhere and pinned him to the ground spread eagle, Naruto leaned near Sasuke completing the seals for the 2000 years of pain, chakra glowed from his fingers, Sasuke closed his eye waiting for the pain, but it did not come were expected.

END... nah

The pain exploded in his arm pit, naruto was pulling out his arm pit hair one by one.

'WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!!" Sasuke screamed, as he started to writhe and try to free himself.

When Naruto plucked the eighth or so pit hair Sasuke almost couldn't take it any more.

" Say uncle and it will stop" Naruto said, already leaning in to grab another pit hair, when Naruto's answer didn't come he just shrugged and leaned in again.

"UNCLE ,UNCLE, FOR THE LOVE OF KAMI UNCLE!!!!!!!" Sasuke screamed when naruto didn't grab one hair but a clump and started pulling.

And once again Naruto defeats Sasuke with his seemingly unbeatable technique's

A/N: well there it is the second installment of the "2000 years of pain" series, what once was a mid night idea has turned into a series that has and will touch the hearts of many.... well at least 30 ppl I hope and to all the Sasuke fans out there if I get enough reviews calling for him to actually win one, then ill think about it.

Well I'm tired and just Had football tryouts so I'm going to bed.

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