The Boy in the Park

Chapter Seventy-Two

Naruko wasn't clingy. She was now Octopus-like clingy. Like a somewhat overly excited dog, she always dashed towards him for a tackling hug, a pat on the head or a general 'you did well with the house chores' compliment. She would then smile and, Shinku imagined, wagged her imaginary tail with her ears perked up in glee.

Yes, for some sort of twisted reason, he was imagining Naruko as a Dog-Girl. He hummed thoughtfully as the door rang once more. This time he checked from the spyglass, before sighing and heading back to the kitchen.

"Who is it?" Naruko asked, appearing with a white apron and a scarf over her head —she had been cleaning the attic while he cooked.

"A door to door seller," he replied awkwardly. Naruko didn't buy it and went herself.

A second later, the door swung open. "Oh! Hello Sakura! How are…"

"Where is Onii-sama?" Sakura's voice was cold.

"Uh? Aniki is in the kitchen! Right, listen, I know he's angry at you and all but I'm sure he'll forgive you if…"

"Naruko? Shut up," Sakura's voice came harshly. "I know what you did."

"Y-You know?"

Shinku had a bad feeling about this.

"You kissed my Onii-sama, Naruko," Sakura snarled. "You," he heard sound of scuffling as Naruko's back hit the wall. "Kissed my Onii-sama!"

Then there was a wet-like sound.

"Gah! Sakura! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"I took it back," Sakura snarled. "Onii-sama belongs to me! He is mine, Naruko! Mine! You don't know what it was like, going back home every day with the fear of not being able to mould chakra! Do you know how my brother was treated back then!? I know! I was there! He's my brother more than he will ever be yours! He always covered for me when I made mistakes, mother always punished him rather than me, and so that's why I became the first of the class! I had to be perfect, get the perfect scores, be the perfect and first Kunoichi, or my failures would become his burdens!"

Sakura sobbed. "At least as long as mother was happy he was fine…and then he left me. He stopped being my brother, and he became yours. Do you know what it feels like to try your hardest and then to be dropped on the ground as a used toy? I did everything I could! I tried everything! And then I realized that if I couldn't have him, then just a piece of him would be fine all the same!"

Shinku swallowed.

"I'm not lying, I'm not delusional! I love my brother! I love him with every inch of my being! I don't just want his babies, but I'll settle for that if I can't have his love!" with that, there was another noise of scuffle, and Naruko yelped. "You took him away from me, bit by bit, but I thought you a friend and I let go. Now, however…I see that all along you just wanted him for yourself!"

"That's not true! I…"

"You're like a Cuckoo, Naruko. You lay your eggs in the nests of other birds, and when your children are born, they push the eggs of the other chicks out, to fall on the ground. You're a…"

"Enough," Shinku took a step forward, emerging from the kitchen.

"Enough? No, this isn't enough Onii-sama," Sakura hissed, and now that Shinku could see her, he understood what the problem was about. She had a kunai firmly placed to the neck of Naruko, "This will never be enough. So," she smiled, "How are you doing, Onii-sama?"

"Listen, Sakura," he muttered bringing his hands up. "You don't want to do this."

"A world without Onii-sama isn't a world worth living in," Sakura retorted.

"If you drop the Kunai and stop it this instant, I'll forgive you," he hazarded. "And I swear nothing else will happen?"

"Pinkie promise?" Sakura said half-childishly.

"Pinkie promise," he nodded slowly. Sakura dropped the kunai in less than a split second, before blurring and tackling him in his midsection. He exhaled from the strength of the blow, but held his ground. Naruko palmed the kunai that Sakura had dropped, staring at the pink-haired girl wide-eyed.

"Onii-samaaa," Sakura wailed slowly as he sighed, and began to pat her hair. "Onii-samaaaa…"

"Shhh, shhh," he whispered back. "I'm sorry I slapped you…" he whispered, his gaze eying Naruko with a mixture of worry —mostly for Sakura— and apprehension.

Naruko just grimaced and shook her head, letting it be.

"Neh, Onii-sama?" Sakura said suddenly, turning his attention downwards to her.

"Ye—umphf!"

The lips tasted of cherry. The tongue invaded excessively far for his tastes. Her grip was of steel as she roughly raped his mouth with hers.

That lasted until Naruko overcame her shock and ripped her apart from him. He gagged and breathed in, bringing a hand to his mouth as Sakura just smiled pleasantly, her mind lost in her own day-dreams.

"Now, Naruko-chan, we're even," she giggled. "I kissed Onii-samaa…ah…" she dreamily sighed. "The race is on now, Naruko!" she declared, pointing a finger towards her and making the blonde stutter. "I will have Onii-sama's babies first!"

"What!? No! The hell you will!"

"And who will stop me? Uh?"

"I…I will!" Naruko exclaimed, pointing a thumb to herself. "Aniki won't fall for a flat chested girl like you!"

"Tramp!" Sakura snapped back.

"Plank board!"

"Fattie!"

"These are breasts! The things you'll never have!"

"I have hips, thank you very much," she smacked her rear. "And my hair is pink, Aniki's eyes are red. We match!"

"That's…that's stupid!" Naruko blurted out. "Argh…My eyes are blue, and blue and red makes purple which…is…" lamely, she sighed, "A nice colour?"

"If you two are done squabbling in my entrance," Kurenai commented from the upper floor with a slight smile on her face —she was probably amused by it all— "I think you'll have to add another seat for dinner tonight."

"Oh! Oh! Yuhi-san!" Sakura blurred ahead to stop in front of her, "Older Honourable Sister! Bless my relationship with Shinku-Oniisama please!"

"Ehm…"

"Sakura," Shinku's eyes narrowed. "No harassing Kurenai-neechan."

Naruko's head bobbed to the side.

Kurenai-neechan?

Neechan!?

Of course, it made sense, but…she just stared at Shinku in disbelief. And with that she completely missed Yugao Uzuki tackling her on the ground.

"Knocking me out like this! You have a lot of nerves to stop me from doing my duty!"

In that moment, Hinata stepped in.

"Stop it! Just because you are madly in love with Shinku-san doesn't mean you can do this! Stop this instant in the name of the Hyuga clan!"

Then she blinked. Sure, she had been a bit late but…

Shinku stared at Hinata.

Then, he stared at Yugao.

Yugao turned her murderous glare on Hinata.

Ready.

Hinata took a step backwards.

Set.

Yugao took one forward.

Go.

And the two dashed away, as a new couple was formed under the name of Good Versus Evil.

"Are all days going to be like this?" Kurenai asked staring at Shinku.

"No…Not many," he replied forcing himself to smile.

"And then they say only shinobi are the mad ones…"

"Hey, I am surrounded by shinobi."

With a sigh, Shinku set back to the kitchen with both Naruko and Sakura following him, this time shoulder-to-shoulder and eying each other darkly.

Joy. Everything wasn't only back to normal…it was even worse than before.

Author's notes

Moment of Yanderism done. Fluff is back. Back Again.