Pairings: SasuNaru

Summary: Cinderella - Naruto style.

Warnings: Yaoi, swearing, lemon (eventual) - basically all the good stuff

Other: "Talking" 'Thinking' EXTREME OOCNESS!

Disclaimer: HA! I wish!

Happy Endings

Chapter Six

"I'm sorry, your highness," Iruka said in a firm voice as his eyes remained locked on the top of the King's chair. "But he got away. I tried, we tried, the Prince is devastated, but there is nothing we can do. He is gone."

Iruka took a deep breath before nodding. His eyes drifted down the empty chair and he nodded again.

"That will do," he murmured. "Yes, that will do."

Iruka turned to the large doors that lead to the King's chambers, pushing them open to reveal the excessively large bed, personal desk and other ridiculous furniture and decorations.

Kakashi was lying in bed, a large smile on his face as he dreamt about his son, a smile on Sasuke's usually broody face as he smiled down at the blonde in his arms. Sasuke smiled at his father before reaching out to smack him on the head with a sharp rap, rap, rap.

Kakashi jerked out of his slumber, glaring at the door.

Rap, rap, rap.

"What!?" he roared. Silence answered him until the door pushed open slightly and Iruka's head peeked around the corner.

"S-Sire?" he stuttered. Kakashi's anger dissolved immediately.

"Iruka!" he cried. "Already? It must have gone well! Come in!"

Kakashi leapt from the bed, ignoring that he was clad only in his night clothes, before dashing towards the brunette who was edging slowly into the room.

"Well, sire, the thing is-" Iruka was cut off by the King.

"It's fantastic!" Kakashi interrupted. "Absolutely fantastic!"

"But sire-"

"Here!" Kakashi said, shoving a cigar into Iruka's mouth. "Have one! Have five!"

Kakashi shoved four more in before lighting them all. They all fell out but one.

"Sire-"

"And for you, my friend," Kakashi said, turning to the desk and taking up his sword. Iruka gulped, grabbing his neck. "A knighthood!"

"But sire-"

"What title would you like?" Kakashi asked. Iruka sighed heavily.

"He got away, sire!" he blurted out. Kakashi gave him a puzzled look.

"Sir He-Got-Away?" he repeated. "Alright, it's your ti-"

Kakashi froze, his eyes widening. Suddenly, his face turned his red before furthering to purple.

"He what!?" Kakashi roared. He swung his sword, but it missed the terrified Duke, splitting his cigar in half instead. "Treachery!"

"Sire!" Iruka cried, dodging the next sword swing. "Please! He-"

"Treason!" Kakashi shouted as Iruka ran for the bed. "Betrayal!"

"Sire!" Iruka shrieked as he scrambled onto the bed. "The Prince-"

"You were on his side!" Kakashi roared. "Conspiring against me the whole time!"

"He left his slipper!" Iruka cried as the force of Kakashi joining him on the bed sent him flying up. "The Prince is in love!"

"Liar!" Kakashi shouted. "Liar!"

"He won't rest until he finds him!" Iruka yelled. "He won't marry anyone else!"

Kakashi stopped, mid-swing.

"What?" he asked. "What do you mean?"

"The Prince will marry whoever fits the slipper!" Iruka shouted as he caught the chandelier and hugged it. "He's in love!"

"Yes!" Kakashi laughed as he bounced on the bed. "You! You will try that slipper on every eligible noble in my Kingdom!"

"What?" Iruka released the chandelier and fell. "What?"

"Sasuke will marry the first person who the shoe fits!" the King declared. Iruka's eyes narrowed.

"I won't have any part in this!" he declared. "No. I'm out. I won't do it."

"Oh yes you will," Kakashi growled. "Staring immediately!"

Iruka groaned loudly, beyond carrying if the monarch could hear him.

"Sakura! Wake up!"

Sakura groaned, tugging the blankets over her head.

"No, father," she moaned. "It's too early!"

Orochimaru tugged the curtains open before dragging his daughter out of bed.

"Now!" he hissed. Sakura groaned again but followed him from her room to Ino's. Orochimaru pulled the curtains open before turning to his blonde daughter.

"Up!" he hissed. "Ino!"

"Father…" Ino whined. "No…"

"There has been a proclamation!" Orochimaru announced, not noticing Naruto's appearance at the door. "About the Prince!"

"Who cares?" Sakura asked as she slid into bed next to her sister. "He was with that mystery person last night…"

"They vanished!" Orochimaru announced. "All they have left is a crystal slipper, and they are searching for the person who fits it!"

"What?" Sakura and Ino shrieked in unison. "So… we still have a chance!?"

"Yes!" Orochimaru said triumphantly. "Exactly! So get up! The Grand Duke will be here sometime today! Whoever fits it will marry Prince Sasuke!"

"Prince!"

A crash that accompanied the gasp drew the three's attention to the door. Naruto had dropped one of the breakfast trays and was staring dreamily into space.

"Prince…" he whispered. "The Prince…"

"What's wrong with him?" Sakura asked in disgust.

"Who cares?" Ino sneered as she jumped out of bed. "Come on!"

The two dashed around, gathering things that needed cleaning and mending and throwing them into Naruto's outstretched arms. Naruto just stared off into space, a large grin on his face. Orochimaru watched his Stepson closely, noticing something…off… about him.

"I have to get changed!" Sakura cried. Naruto blinked a couple of times, looking down at the clothes in his arms.

"Oh yes," he murmured, dropping the items. "I can't see the Duke like this…"

Naruto smiled softly before practically dancing out of the room, humming the tune of the waltz he and the Prince had danced to.

"Father!" Ino shrieked. "Did you see that!?"

"Yes," Orochimaru murmured, his eyes glinting evilly. "I did…"

Naruto continued to hum as he ran a comb through his hair half-heartedly. He had slipped the extra slipper into his pocket. He grinned at his reflection before dropping the comb to the table and poking through the items there.

'He's the Prince' Naruto thought in wonder. 'The Prince! Oh…!'

"No! No!"

Naruto looked down at Kankuro, who was tugging at his sleeve.

"What is it?" he asked in a confused voice. Kankuro pointed to the door.

Naruto spun in time to see Orochimaru's reflection in the mirror, one hand on the door, the other on the key in the lock.

"No!" Naruto cried, spinning around. "No! Please! No!"

With an evil smirk Orochimaru closed the door just as Naruto's hand fell on the lock. A loud click sounded through the room, freezing Naruto's heart.

"No!" he screamed. "No! You can't! Oh you can't!"

On the other side of the door, Orochimaru's smirk grew as he heard his Stepson's screams. He slipped the large key into his pocket before heading down the stairs, away from Naruto's screams and towards where his daughters were waiting.

'No way in hell,' he thought fiercely. 'Is one of my beautiful daughters going to lose out to that- that- thing!'

Iruka was jerked out of the small slumber he had fallen into while leaning against the carriage seat.

"Where are we?" he asked irritably before stroking the crystal slipper softly.

"Sannin residence, your grace," the driver replied.

Iruka grunted as the footman opened the door for him. He hopped out, handing the pillow with the slipper on to Konohamaru, the young man who carried it for him.

"Let's get this over with," he sighed. He had been up all night looking for the owner of the slipper. Konohamaru nodded before following the Duke up to the door.

Konohamaru tugged the doorbell before standing beside the Duke with his nose in the air.

Naruto heard the doorbell and began to cry. He couldn't help it. He was sitting on the floor, leaning heavily on the door.

"Sasuke…" he sobbed. "No… he's going to- someone else- I- no…"

The birds and mice surrounding the blonde felt like weeping themselves. They hated to see Naruto distressed.

None of them noticed that Kankuro and Choji were nowhere in sight.

"Oh, this silly slipper," Sakura laughed as Konohamaru tried to shove it on her foot. "It fitted last night! But you know how it is, dancing all night, my feet have swollen right up!"

Iruka rolled his eyes from his seat, getting fast irritated by the pink haired girls antics.

"Oh!" Sakura cried. "Look!"

She pointed down to where the slipper was sitting perfectly on her foot. Konohamaru grinned, holding the foot up. Sakura's dress fell back and Iruka blinked. The toes of Sakura's feet were in the shoe, but the heel was sticking out.

"Enough!" Iruka snapped. "It doesn't fit! Next!"

None of the amassed nobles noticed the mice darting up the stairs with a heavy key.

Woot for a chapter... I don't really have a posting system with this chapter... I post 'Where Is My Mind' every Friday and Tuesday, but i just post this when I feel like it...

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