I seriously need to finish this. Fast. Nnnn...
I, being the stupid-never-finishes-anything-before-starting-something-new kind of author, have started writing OTHER drabbles.
I CAN'T PUT THEM IN! I JUST CAN'T! I NEED TO FINISH THIS! AGH!
Er, anyway, I need to get back to writing...
OH! Right! Itachi has been locked in a closet for taping my mouth, so...
I don't own Naruto. Never will. Er, yeah.
Smells Like Dense Ninjas
8: HeartOfLove (SasuSaku)
"What. The. Hell," Sasuke growled.
Sakura was quiet, but an unhappy look was on her face.
"Ahhahahaha...ha...," Kakashi chuckled. "The jutsu turns you into who you care for the most." 'Sakura' went unbelieveingly red.
You see, Sakura was actually Sasuke, and Sasuke was Sakura. Hence the unusually quiet 'Sakura'.
"Then why is the dobe a bowl of ramen?" asked 'Sakura'.
It was true. Naruto had turned into a bowl of ramen.
"Well...ramen is his favorite food," Kakashi rubbed the back of his head.
"But RAMEN?' Sasuke who was actually Sakura yelped.
"Yeah. And by the way the jutsu wont end until the end of the day."
"WHAT?" Sasuke who was Sakura yelled.
"Great," Sakura who was Sasuke muttered.
"RAMEN!" The ramen bowl yelled.
"Great, I get to spend the rest of the day running from Sasuke's fangirls!' 'Sasuke' yelled.
'Sakura' smirked.
At the end of the day, both had-to some extent-a new level of respect for the other one.
"Stupid Kakashi and his perverted jutsus," Sasuke-who had changed back ten minutes before-muttered, climbing in bed. He wouldn't be able to face Sakura the next day...
When he and Sakura arrived at training the next day, both red as red could be, Naruto was still a bowl of ramen.
"RAMEN!"
Lolz.
I nearly had a heart attack when I wrote that one.
Lolz lolz lolz lolz
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