Okay, this is going to be a chaptered story, so don't panic at how short it is. This is chapter two of A Foxes Den

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Naruto's characters, not even Akamaru.

Summery: To escape Valentine's day and all that comes with it, Sasuke uses an untested jutsu and lands himself in the foxes den.

Warning: This story will contain language and sasunaru. Buyers beware.

A Foxes Den

Sasuke had to admit that this was perhaps the luckiest thing to have ever happened to him. Most times an untested jutsu would do horrible things to its user, if only because all the kinks had not been worked out yet. He had seen people melt or mutate, temporarily misplace a limb, or even bring their chakra level straight down to zero. And although it was usually pretty easy to fix, it was never a very happy or comfortable process. Yet Sasuke had pulled it off without a hitch. Damn right, I'm not the number one rookie for nothing.

Sasuke had found this jutsu in one of his mother's old scrolls when his parents were still alive, and memorized it so that he could perfect it at a later date. It was almost a kind of let down to know that there was nothing wrong with the jutsu. He had been hoping to perfect it and make his parents proud. Too bad his brother had slaughtered his whole clan.

The jutsu is one to turn a person into their inner most animal, giving them all the abilities and disabilities of the form. It could either help or hinder you in battle, so it wasn't the most practical technique. It really did sound like something his mother would have created. She had a strange sense of humor that way.

Sasuke decided to run faster, just for the thrill of the moment. He had to say that a wolf had not been the form he had expected. Is my inner animal really a wolf? What a strange choice…Hecouldn't say he hated it though. He could smell the water, grass and trees. The rocks, and earth, and sky, looked clearer then he had ever seen them before. Suddenly he smelt a smell he could not place, but loved all the same. It was calling to him, begging him to come bask in its glorious scent. So he did the logical thing and veered west to follow it. This was, of course, his third mistake.

Sasuke broke through the woods and into the clearing, still following the pleasing scent. As he drew nearer he noticed a heap of what looked like clothes. Sasuke soon discovered that the pile of fabric was covered in the scent that he still couldn't place. He stepped cautiously closer, suddenly realizing just how much of his energy his little run had used. His eyes were getting heavy, and his movements were getting sluggish. Maybe I'll just lie down for a second thought Sasuke, making a bed out of the cloth that smelt like heaven.

This was Sasuke's fourth mistake, on his amazing journey of mishaps. A shinobi must never leave himself open for attack is rule one hundred twelve of the shinobi handbook.

When Sasuke awoke, he was staring into a pair of large, caring eyes. This comforted Sasuke briefly until he remembered where and what he was. He leapt up and scrambled backwards, trying to get away from the stranger.

"Whoa there, I'm not going to eat you. If you'll be so kind to recall, you fell asleep on my stuff."

The voice sounded vaguely familiar so Sasuke stopped backing up and looked up to see the familiar face of his rival/best friend. Sasuke immediately stopped trying to retreat, relieved that it was only Naruto. That was unexpected thought Sasuke but… if the clothes are his… then the smell I've been following belonged to…

If a wolf could blush, Sasuke's face would have turned bright red right then and there.

"See, I wasn't expecting to find a wolf out here. Not too many tribes live in this area, and you don't seem to belong to any of them," mused Naruto out loud.

Tribe? Does he realize he's talking to a supposed wolf? How would he even know what kind of animals this forest is home to? Sasuke's mind swam with questions he could not answer.

"Are you all alone, cub?" Naruto asked, cocking his head to the side.

Sasuke copied his movements, seeing if the action actually did anything. He half expected the answer to his questions to fall out of his ear and into his hands… urrrmm… paws. The answers didn't and Sasuke felt somewhat cheated.

A droplet of water fell on his nose, followed closely by one on his paw. Soon the rain was coming down in a steady rhythm, soaking them both to the skin. Naruto jumped up and grabbed his clothes, cursing under his breath about his laundry. Naruto quickly finished gathering his stuff and was about to run out of the clearing, when he stopped abruptly and turned to look at the soaked cub, which was still sitting silently in the middle of the dell. Making a quick decision, Naruto turned back and picked up the small, wet, confused bundle of fluff (that was secretly Sasuke), before bolting home to save his laundry.

What the hell am I supposed to do now? Thought Sasuke, berating himself up for his fifth mistake in one day.

Thank you for reading chapter two of a foxes den. I'm terribly sorry for how short the chapters are, but it's incredibly difficult to do longer ones with my current schedule. On the bright side, this will probably mean I update faster. Oh, and I also apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes. I'm self-checking and I sometimes don't notice if something is wrong because I know what it is supposed to say. I notice them after the chapter is already posted and have yet to learn how to make changes on so please bear with me. Thank you again.