Naruto Uzumaki, the Number One Loudest, Unpredictable, Hyperactive Knuckleheaded Ninja of Konoha, was currently standing in an open field, growling.
Why was he standing in the field? Practice for why he was growling. His plan to make Sasuke look bad in front of Sakura ... had failed.
If he ever found out who had put that bad milk in his fridge so he could get digestive problems, oh, they would pay.
Believe it!
But he needed to practice. After all, Sasuke had been very upset when he got free from that trap.
Well, if he could prove he was stronger, maybe Sakura would stop following the duck-butt-head-emo around.
Nodding his head in satisfaction of a well thought out plan, while holding his stomach to keep the digestive problem from occurring again—last he had heard, they still needed to unclog that toilet—he prepared to begin. “Maybe I should make a shadow clone to spar with,” he whispered. “Yeah, I mean, who would be better to train against than me!”
Let him dream, folks.
“I just hope that storm holds off,” he said, looking at the dark clouds overhead. If the rain held off, he could head over and get some ramen from the Ichiraku Ramen Stand when he finished.
Nodding his head once more, he formed the needed seal to begin.
In another universe, a similar scene was taking place. Now, when compared to the universe of Naruto Uzumaki, one would find it incredibly similar, except for one major difference.
The blond in bright orange in this field was Naru Uzumaki, the Number One Loudest, Unpredictable, Hyperactive Knuckleheaded Kunoichi of Konoha.
But her mission was somewhat similar to her male analog: make Sasuke pay.
Why did she want to make Sasuke pay?
“I’ll get that bastard for stealing my first kiss,” she growled.
Before the genin test, she had been glaring at the boy that seemed to have every girl but her chasing after him. She had jumped onto his desk, proclaiming she would defeat him.
Sure, the other girls felt like she was trying some new way to gain the Uchiha’s attention.
She just didn’t plain like the emo.
Sadly, as with Naruto, that was the moment Choji chose to push his seat back.
And thus, the rest is history. She fell into him, kissing him as Naruto did.
But when she pulled back, she stared at him in shock, as the other girls glared at her for taking Sasuke’s first kiss—and blaming themselves for not having thought of doing it that way—before she pulled out a kunai. “PREPARE TO DIE, YOU BASTARD!”
Her plan to make him look bad in front of the other girls—by making him seem like a playboy who didn’t care about their feelings—had also fallen onto a bit of a rough patch, namely that the other girls were very happy to have a Sasuke that wanted to kiss them.
“Damn girls,” she muttered, rubbing her lips again. “Can’t a girl go one hour without some love-starved puppy trying to kiss them?”
Deciding that it was probably best to just go back to the “beat his ass and cut off his balls” plan, she prepared to summon a shadow clone. She needed to get stronger.
“Why the hell do they like that emo-brat anyway?” she wondered aloud. “I mean, his hair looks like a duck’s butt.”
And she formed the necessary seal.
We have in two separate universes, two children who could be and are siblings, both containing the dreaded Kyuubi no Yoko of their worlds, both hating a certain Uchiha.
Both are suffering from bad digestive problems—she had forgotten to look at the date on the milk when she went shopping for food last week.
And by some sort of quirk, that was the moment that Fate decided to intervene, as they each produced a single shadow clone, and both were struck by lightening.
And now...
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