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Sasuke's gonna murder the idiot. He's gonna chop him up and bury him at the bottom of the lake. No, he's gonna burn him alive and feed him to his hawks. Actually, no, he's gonna eat all the dessert at dinner tonight so the idiot can't have any.

When Sasuke asked for training advice from Fuzzy, this is not what he meant!

How the hell is it that the idiot can't sing to save his life, but he's easily one of the most talented dancers in the village?! It's barely even a contest! And he's got freaking clones playing instruments that just happen to be more clones transformed into instruments just so he'll have music to dance to! Naruto! The nutjob who couldn't carry a tune if it had a handle! Who single handedly dragged Konoha into a weeklong minor economic depression just by opening his mouth in the marketplace! That Naruto! When did he even get the time to learn all those instruments?!

And why did Fuzzy suggest dancing, of all things? Practicing hand-eye coordination?! Yeah, right! The stupid furry devil just wants to see Sasuke make a fool of himself! Hard no!

Naruto glances over to Sasuke with a grin on his face.

"Hey jerk! Come on, it's easy! Don't tell me Mr. Duck Butt is actually as clumsy as a real duck?"

Sasuke immediately steps out into the field, which Naruto has marked as the dance floor...

... and promptly falls flat on his face.

You see, if Naruto sounds like an alcoholic walrus when he sings, Sasuke looks like a particularly pathetic newborn kitten when he tries to dance. It's actually endearing in a weird way, how the normally sure-footed Uchiha immediately loses all sense of control and balance the moment he so much as thinks about dancing. Katas? Sure. Sparring? No problem. Vaulting himself across rooftops? In the bag. Dancing? Forget two left feet, Sasuke's got five. It takes all of Naruto's (admittedly small) pool of self-control not to fall on his butt and laugh like a psychopath at the sight. Plus some, because Kurama's absolutely no help here. Naruto's got a constant stream of barely coherent guffawing going off in his head, and he's barely resisting it. And it definitely shows.

Sasuke glares with all the patented Uchiha Stare he can muster (which is admittedly impressive, considering he's seven), but Naruto is absolutely unaffected. Fuzzy puts all the Uchiha and Hyuuga glares put together to shame, and Naruto can practically hear that glare every time Pervy Sage comes around to tell another story about his dad. Sasuke's pathetic baby stare? Not a chance!

But Naruto is feeling particularly gracious today, and suggests they try something else. Namely, a common chakra control exercise. Eager to assert his dominance in something else to save his fragile ego, Sasuke pounces on the opportunity (sulkily, somehow). And thus, the water walking exercise began. And ended. In about two seconds. Because Sasuke immediately dropped like a rock when he tried walking off the dock onto the lake. He's still seven, what did he expect?

And like all Uchiha, Sasuke hates being wet. If the previous look was a glare, this is Death Eyes. Naruto is still entirely unaffected, and is above such plebeian things as good sportsmanship in this case. He walks over to Sasuke on top of the lake, with as casually condescending a stride as he can manage, and stares down with a goofy grin like he's not-so-subtly showing off to a baby. Sasuke hates it. So he does the definitely most mature, best solution and immediately drags Naruto into the water with him.

And as it turns out, Naruto also hates being wet. Apparently it's a quirk he picked up from Fuzzy, who is disturbingly meticulous in keeping his fur in perfect condition. Naruto's whining and crying shamelessly like a baby at messing up his hair, and Sasuke immediately takes the inspiration to grab a spare training kunai to start attempting to hack at the brat's hair. Even better, the training kunai is blunted so it won't make a clean cut! Split ends galore!

Naruto immediately shrieks like a wet, dying rat and throws himself out of the lake. His eyes take on a glimmer of mischief and rage, before red chakra is tearing out of him and he boils the lake. Clearly, Fuzzy did not take well to someone trying to wreck his Jinchuuriki's precious hair.

"TAKE THAT, JERK! That'll motivate you to get your water walking down, right?!"

Now, if Itachi just so happens to show up at that exact moment, and just happens to have Mikoto and Fugaku there to see how Fuzzy trains Naruto and (indirectly) Sasuke, and Mikoto just happens to take offense at Naruto boiling her younger son alive, Naruto might just be in a little bit of trouble. Fortunately, Naruto is a great sensor and fled the scene before they got there. Unfortunately, Sasuke is a snitch and his family is full of very smart people. It seems Naruto's going without dessert tonight.

Of course, Sasuke's definitely without dessert too, so that's sort of a win in Naruto's book. Definitely a win in Kurama's book, since he doesn't even like Naruto's favorite cakes. Mikoto had to get a bit more creative and punished Kurama by telling Naruto that his and Sasuke's punishments would be shorter if he'd close down Foxbux for a few days so the cultists couldn't get any coffee. Whether their punishments are actually shorter is completely irrelevant.

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A/N - No Sasukes were (seriously) harmed in the making of this chapter. A Kurama was heartbroken at the lack of caffeinated chaos gremlin cultists, though.

And I'm wondering if I should start a second story? I've got a few ideas, and I figure I'll add them to my little notebook and post them in an author's note at some point. Feel free to let me know if you've got an idea, or if you like an idea that I throw out, or if you think I should just stick with this story for now