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-Summary: Sasuke contemplates the missing names.
-Regarding the Story: WARNING, sappy. Really, really sappy.
-Additional Notes: Disclaimer is in my profile, you want it, you know where to look.
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In Otogakure, Sasuke was bemused to note (though he'd never admit it) that never in the (admittedly short) history of the village had there ever been a born a boy with the name 'Naruto'.
There had been plenty of Sakuras, heaven knows, it was a popular name (there had been at least four in their year at the ninja academy alone). Sasuke had stopped counting the girls at twelve. (There had been nine since then) There might've been a Kakashi once, but they were either dead or it was just a childhood nickname. But there was never a Naruto. (Sasuke didn't really think anyone from this village deserved the name.)
There were never any Sasukes; it was an unwritten rule that the Uchiha would be the last of that name too. The name was either a curse or a blessing, and no one wanted to touch it or what it stood for (save one).
Sometimes, when Sasuke let himself, he would wonder why there were no Narutos.
After nearly three years, Sasuke finally came up with the answer. The closest Ramen shop was in Konoha, and all Otogakure citizens were forbidden to go there without the intention so kill. So it would stand to reason that no one would really be familiar with the noodles and the names that went with it.
After seeing his teammates again after almost three years apart, Sasuke realized that, in order to satisfy his craving for spiral fishcakes, he'd have to go home.
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-Ending Notes: God that was corny. Sorry you had to endure it, and thanks for reading.
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