Sunflower Chapter 6: the prince: welcome my name is asshole, a naruto fanfic

once upon a time…

the sun giggled and the sunflowers sang

oh, you are so lovely.

prince: Welcome. My name is asshole.

"His Highness is not interested in seeing you. He says you may leave now."

Sakura stared.

Naruto twitched.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Sakura sighed at Naruto's outburst but she didn't entirely blame him for it. They had traveled for a week over rough terrain and harsh climates to reach this kingdom and they had an important mission to complete. His Highness (who in the blue hell invented that ridiculous prissy title) was the one who asked them to come anyway. There were to escort the prince to Konoha. The two kingdoms were set on making a pact, an alliance to each other and the King wanted to send the Prince there.

But now he was sending them back? Without even seeing them? Her blood boiled at the inconsistency of the King. Why did Lady Tsunade want an alliance with him anyway? He sounded like a son of a biscuit baker.

Sakura shivered at the thought of having to journey back to Konoha empty handed.

Tsunade would have her head.

Naruto was currently strangling the messenger. She twitched.

"Naruto let him go," she said in a clipped tone.

Naruto did so with an irritated grunt. "Sakura-chaaaaan."

The messenger struggled for breath, massaging his throat gently, glaring at the blonde boy. Really, his behavior was barbaric.

The blonde one scared him.

He looked on at the tiny pink haired girl in slight gratitude. She was rather pretty and he offered her a nervous smile.

"I'm sorry you are disappointed, but His Highness is a rather temperamental man. He does things on whims and doesn't understand what costs they come at for other people. Please excuse him, he is still young."

Sakura frowned. Young or not, either way, he was a brat. How young could the king be anyway?

"We would like to see His Highness."

The messenger swallowed.

"I-I'm afraid that's not possible."

Sakura walked up to where he was sitting and crouched down to look him in the eyes. The messenger saw that she had the prettiest shade of emerald eyes.

"I'm sorry but we traveled for a long time to get here and we're very tired and hungry and sleepy. Please let us in or we'll blow up you and the door and do it ourselves."

The messenger swallowed again. "Shinobi, you cannot see him. There are very strong guards behind the door who could take you out in a second."

The little girl's aura suddenly turned cold. The messenger shivered.

"And why do you think that?"

He stuttered. "W-w-well, you l-look so–"

Naruto made a cutting motion with his hands.

The little girl swelled in size. "Say it and die," she growled, fangs visible.

The messenger barely refrained from peeing his pants.

"I am a shinobi. I can kick everyone's ass in there and your tiny little ass to Jupiter so let me in."

The messenger sweat dropped. "Yes, ma'am. I-I mean, no ma'am, I can't. The king will have my head."

Sakura sighed. Her hand came up and he stiffened.

"Relax," she snapped and he did so immediately. She laid her small hand gently on his cheek and he felt something warm flow into him. It felt nice. He felt the world rock and spin and tumble.

The next thing he knew, he was dreaming.

"Awww, Sakura-chan, you should have kicked his ass."

She grinned at him. "I'm saving some of that sweetness for the king."

"Just don't blow your top or baa-chan will cut you. You ready?"

She nodded and slipped on her black gloves.

"You can do the honors," Naruto offered.

Sakura smiled at him and Naruto's breath hitched. "Thanks, Naruto."

He cheered. "All right! Let's teach those crazy sick bastards a lesson."

She smiled again and raised her fist.

She struck.

The regal doors whined, groaned, and cracked. Spidery cracks ran along the majestic doors and the earth seemed to rumble. The royal architect felt tears fill his eyes.

My masterpiece…

It fell with a great crash.

The royal architect fainted.

The king smiled and motioned for his guards to stay back.

"I told you that they would not back down," he said with amusement.

The king was only answered by an irritated:

"Hn."

The dust cleared and in the midst of the rubble stood the two shinobi from Leaf. Their cloaks billowed gently in the wind created from the destruction.

The King clapped his hands.

"You are shinobi of the Leaf indeed! Welcome to Sound, my friends."

Sakura stared through narrowed eyes at the King. He had long black hair and a very pale complexion. He reminded her of a snake. Her hands itched to strangle his pale, thin neck.

But she forced her knees to bend and she kneeled.

"I'm sorry for the damage, Your Highness, but you asked for us."

The King smiled. "Ah yes, I did. But do not address me by that, you'll confuse me."

Sakura nodded, albeit, slightly confused.

"Why did you reject us…"

One of the guards spoke up. "His Majesty, King Orochimaru."

Sakura clenched her fists together.

"Why did you reject us, Your Majesty?"

The King only continued smiling which sent shivers down Sakura's spine. "Oh, I did not reject you. I wanted to welcome you warmly but my son disagreed with me."

Naruto looked up confusedly.

"Your son?"

The guard spoke up again. "His Highness."

Naruto twitched. "His Highness…as in the prince?"

The King nodded. "Yes, the prince. Come here, my son."

A boy around Naruto's height stepped out from the shadows and placed himself by the right side of the King. His black eyes stared down arrogantly at the two shinobi.

The guard announced his arrival.

"His Highness, Prince Sasuke."

"Hn."

Sakura didn't know whether to groan or drool.

His fashion sense was ridiculously gay…but it offered her a beautiful view of a 6 – no, an 8 pack. Apparently, good looks did run in the royal family, though it was disputable regarding the King.

Naruto whistled. "Man. Ino's gonna flip."

Oh, it was love at first sight.

10.

The look he gave them was incredulous and demeaning.

"These are my escorts?"

The King nodded.

"Even the midget?"

Oh, it was love at first sight.

Ah, the story of how they met.

It was a perfect horror movie.

Bring on the popcorn.

They say the birds stopped singing and the sun stopped smiling.

There was a great stillness before the storm.

Naruto lunged for the little girl, screaming, "THAT'S THE FUCKING MAGIC WORD!"

And the beautiful silence was broken.

"GET A LOAD OF MY IRON FISTS!"

.end.

AN:// excuse my language, I was rather hyper today. Should I continue this?