A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get these alternate endings out! I’ve actually had them written down in my notebook for awhile now, but I’ve been occupied with other things. I’m taking an online Japanese course as a school credit, and I have to finish it before school starts again so that I can take Japanese 2. Wish me luck!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Mission: Make Sasuke Smile Alternate Endings

This alternate ending was donated to me by saiax777.

Naruto hesitantly approached the dark haired, dark eyed boy who was perched on the bridge overlooking Konoha’s only lake. The brooding boy looked ticked and Naruto began to have second thoughts on what he was about to do.

No, it was almost midnight; he had to do this. Swallowing his doubt, the blonde stood a few feet behind the Uchiha, who turned around to fiercely glare at him.

“What do you want?” Sasuke spat.

Naruto gulped. “Sasuke, I’ve tried everything. I just can’t make you smile. I guess you’re better than me,” Naruto admitted, lowering his eyes to the ground in defeat.

A smirk spread on the Uchiha’s face which soon developed into a wide, triumphant smile. “See, you can never beat me, dobe.”

Snap! Flash!

A click of a camera and a flash of light later, and Uchiha Sasuke stood dumbfounded, staring stupidly at the grinning photographer.

“This is going on the front page and the morning news! I can see it now!” The photographer swooshed his arms dramatically. “The headline will be: “Shunned Boy Becomes Hero: Makes Local Emo Boy Uchiha Sasuke Smile!”

Sasuke, snapping out of his stupor, drank in everything the cameraman said. Awww shit!’

“Damn you, Naruto!”

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This alternate ending was donated to me by LostForever06.

“Oi, Sasuke,” Naruto started, flinching under the Uchiha’s death glare.

“What?” he snapped. “You have five seconds before I kill you.”

“Jeez, are you really that angry?” the Uzumaki questioned, receiving his answer when Sasuke started counting down with his fingers. “Alright, alright; I’m sorry!”

Sasuke stopped counting, giving Naruto a puzzled look. “What?”

“I’m sorry, man, for everything I put you through. I took the bet a little too seriously,” Naruto mumbled, refusing to look at his friend.

“…it’s ok,” the Uchiha replied just as quietly, still slightly shocked.

“No, it’s not ok. I’m going to make it up to you!” the blonde said in determination. “I’ll get you anything you want, take you anywhere you want to go, for a day!”

“Umm, no thanks-”

“Yes, I want to!” Naruto insisted.

Before Sasuke could protest again the blonde shinobi whipped out an Itachi voodoo doll and a case of needles and thrust them into the pale boy’s arms.

“How long did you have those behind your back?” Sasuke questioned suspiciously. “And where’d you get this voodoo doll?”

“I made it,” Naruto replied simply as he ignored the first question, sheepishly showing Sasuke the multiple prick wounds on his fingers. “I went to the voodoo shop in that ghetto dark alley first, but they were out of Itachis. The only ones in stock were Orochimaru, Kabuto, Ino, and you.”

Sasuke looked almost hurt when he heard that there were voodoo dolls of him. Almost.

Sasuke started to give the doll back but stopped and observed it once more. Hmm…this could come in handy during my emo avenger moments…Making his decision, he sneakily pocketed the Itachi voodoo doll when Naruto wasn’t looking.

“Really, I don’t want anything,” the avenger assured. “I don’t have much interest in material possessions.”

“Are you sure?” Naruto demanded, once again stuffing a couple items into his friend’s arms.

“…I’m not a girl, Naruto,” Sasuke reminded the hyperactive ninja, glaring at the teddy bear and box of chocolates that he was holding. “And it’s not Valentine’s Day,” he added.

“Then how about ice cream?! Everyone loves ice cream!” Naruto exclaimed, causing Sasuke to be disgusted and curious as the blonde pulled two dripping ice cream cones out of his back pockets.

“How did you get those in there without them melting and staining your pants?” Sasuke questioned, twitching in annoyance as the irritating boy dumped both the ice cream cones into his hands. “I already told you, I don’t want any of this!”

Naruto simply stood there, grinning in a creepy way. Sasuke was starting to freak out; the blonde was beginning to foam at the mouth.

“Eh…I have people to see, places to go, things to do…” Sasuke quickly lied, chucking his load at the jinchuuriki’s face and bolting.

“Wait, come back! I still have more presents for you!” Naruto laughed insanely, the splattered ice cream on his face mixed with the foam from his mouth making it look like he escaped from an asylum.

“No, stay away from me!” Sasuke warned, running like his life depended on it.

“I SCREAM, YOU SCREAM, WE ALL SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM!!” the crazy blonde yelled as he began to catch up with Sasuke.

“I told you to-” Sasuke started until a conveniently placed building that was blocking his path made him stop.

“Ha, caught you!” Naruto cheered crazily, leaping at his friend and glomping him.

“Ah, you moron!” Sasuke gasped in surprise as the two crashed to the ground. “Get off me!”

“You shouldn’t have run from me,” Naruto scolded, refusing to get off the poor Uchiha.

“What’s that building?” Sasuke suddenly questioned curiously, seeing an opening as Naruto paused to look up. He took the chance to shove the blonde off.

Naruto pouted but his smile returned as Sasuke offered him a hand. “It’s fairly new,” the boy answered as he was pulled to his feet. “You go into one of the rooms and they put you into little capsule things and attach some suction cups to you, and they have a program that lets you see whatever you want, and it makes you feel like it’s really happening (1). I went in there once and it showed me eating a lifetime supply of ramen. It was delicious even though it wasn’t real!”

“It shows you anything you want?” Sasuke asked. His interest was peaked.

“Yeah…oh!” Naruto’s eyes widened in realization. “Will you let me treat you to this?”

“Sure, just don’t buy me any more presents,” Sasuke replied with a smirk.

Uchiha Sasuke laughed insanely as he thrust chidori after chidori into his hated brother.

“Chidori # 24!” he counted excitedly as the already dead Itachi was mutilated once again.

Naruto watched in slight amusement but also fear from outside the room. He was glad that Sasuke was having fun (and also smiling. Ha!) but it was starting to creep him out. Sasuke was beginning to foam at the mouth…

The blonde shinobi decided to smartly leave before Sasuke was done and wanted another round. Hey, this place was expensive!

(1) That is actually a real thing in a movie called Minority Report. It’s a really good movie with Tom Cruise. If you love action, then that’s the movie for you. :P

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This alternate ending was donated to me by XDsasuke’sgirlXD.

“Guys, I have a brilliant idea! This is my last one; it has to succeed!” Naruto told his teachers firmly.

“What is it already?” Jiraiya asked impatiently.

“What if I transform into Sasuke’s parents?” Naruto suggested excitedly.

The two older men exchanged wary glances.

“Naruto, Sasuke’s parents are dead, you know that,” Kakashi said slowly, fearing for the boy’s mental state.

“Besides, you attempt to pull that trick, and Konoha will have another funeral to prepare for,” Jiraiya said flatly.

“No, you guys don’t get it! As his parents, I’ll tell him that they were in a special wing of the hospital for all those years,” Naruto explained.

“Whether that works or not, the sight of his parents will sting him deeply,” Kakashi warned. “All you’re going to end up doing is hurting him.”

“You guys are party poopers,” Naruto scolded with a frown. “Trust me; I know what I’m doing!”

The silver haired Jounin watched sadly as his pupil let to find the Uchiha.

“Even I feel sorry for the brat now,” the Sannin muttered with a hint of remorse.

“I hope that Naruto changes his mind,” Kakashi said with a sigh. “I don’t think that Sasuke will be pissed off so much as he’ll feel betrayed.”

Please, Naruto…understand that Sasuke doesn’t think the same way you do. Don’t hurt him more than he’s already been hurt!

Sasuke ignored the persistent knocking at his door. He was in no mood to talk to anyone. He feared if he opened the door then he would incinerate whoever stood there, and he really didn’t want to deal with Tsunade getting on him about killing innocent people.

Unless it was Naruto. Then he might be able to get away with it.

Eagerly leaping to his feet, the Uchiha hurried to his front door with newfound enthusiasm. If that was Naruto on his porch…the boy smirked sadistically.

“Naruto, I’ll give you five seconds before…” the thread died on his lips as the pale boy gawked in utter shock and disbelief at the two painfully familiar faces.

“Hello, son.” The gentle expression of his mother smiling made Sasuke’s heart stop.

“You’ve grown a lot while we were gone,” his father recognized with a nod.

“What the hell is going on?!” Sasuke demanded, taking a step back. “Itachi killed you! I saw it!”

His mother sadly shook her head. “Itachi didn’t kill us, Sasuke-chan. He merely injured us quite badly and it sent us into comas.”

“I guess he wasn’t too far gone. I’m assuming that he couldn’t bring up enough hatred to kill his own parents,” Sasuke’s father spoke bitterly.

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Sasuke insisted, shaking his head wildly.

“Is it that unbelievable? He left you alive also, didn’t he?” Fugaku pointed out.

“But why have I just seen you now? It’s been six years since Itachi killed the clan!”

Mikoto stretched her hand out to soothe her son but Sasuke flinched away. She withdrew her hand, her dark eyes filled with hurt.

“We told you we were injured-”

“Bullshit!” Sasuke screamed, interrupting his father. “You guys were dead! I saw it! Itachi forced me to see it!”

“Aha; he showed you with his Mangekyou, didn’t he?” At Sasuke’s silence, Fugaku continued. “Then isn’t it possible that he could’ve showed you a lie? Make it seem like we died when really we were only injured?”

The young Uchiha looked down, avoiding his parents’ eyes. He wanted to believe it but at the same time didn’t believe it. It seemed too good to be true.

“We were severely injured both physically and mentally by his Mangekyou(1). Konoha’s hospital didn’t know how to treat it, so we were transferred to a special hospital in the Country of Wind to recuperate. We stayed in a coma for many years, but when we woke up from it, they sent us back to a special wing in Konoha’s hospital to finish healing. We were just recently released,” Mikoto explained gently.

“You were never told about it because if you knew then you’d want to come after us. The Third thought you were safer in Konoha and he didn’t want you to worry,” his father added.

Sasuke fell to his knees slowly, clutching his head. He didn’t have a reason not to believe them. Their story made perfect sense. They look the same, smell the same, act the same…it’s too much to take in.

“…Okaasan, Otousan…it really is you two, isn’t it?” the raven haired teen whispered, raising his head, the happiest smile in the world plastered on his face.

The two smiled lovingly. “We’re proud of you, son,” his father praised.

Sasuke’s smile widened even more, if that was possible. He slowly closed his eyes. Kami-sama…I’ve never been too religious and I never really believed in you, but I regret that. Thank you… (2) However, the boy’s happiness faded as he opened his eyes.

His parents were nowhere to be found.

Confused and upset, the Uchiha hurried in the direction they had been standing previously. After he made it past the houses and into the shallow area of the forest, he found them.

At least that’s what he wished his eyes would show him.

“Ero-sennin, Kaka-sensei!” Sasuke’s “parents” cheerfully greeted the two older men. “I did it! Sasuke finally smiled! He looked so happy!”

Jiraiya frowned and Kakashi looked on sadly as the energetic blonde transformed back into his normal self and his clone poofed away.

“Eh? What’s with the long faces, guys?” Naruto questioned curiously.

“Look behind you,” his sensei answered softly.

Obeying Kakashi’s instructions, the jinchuuriki spun around only to come face to face with a very furious Uchiha. Sasuke took a hold of Naruto’s collar and thrust him up against the nearest tree roughly.

“S-Sasuke!” Naruto stuttered in surprise.

“You bastard! I should kill you!” the Uchiha hissed, tightening his grip. “How could you?! Why would you do that to me? I thought…I thought you were…my friend…” Sasuke whispered, his grip loosening slightly.

“Sasuke…” Naruto whispered back with widened eyes. The bright blue sky collided with the darkest depths and the two boys locked gazes. Anger, pain, sadness, confusion, frustration, hurt, and most of all betrayal (so basically a smorgasbord of feelings) were the emotions Naruto saw in his friend’s eyes, shining clearly for anyone to see. However, the blonde was surprised to see that anger seemed to be the smallest portion in the pie graph of emotions which were Sasuke’s eyes.

“I never thought you would go that far just to win a stupid bet! Do you know how much…do you realize how deeply...” the avenger’s voice was cracking. “I could kill you!” he threatened again, pulling his fist back.

Naruto’s eyes immediately flew shut as his natural reaction. Kakashi and Jiraiya watched sadly, refusing to do anything at the moment, knowing that Naruto brought it upon himself. He needed to learn from his mistakes.

But the blow never came.

Sasuke’s fist was shaking, as if he was urging it to swing forward but it didn’t want to cooperate. Realizing he couldn’t do it, wouldn’t do it, the Uchiha allowed his arm to drop lifelessly to his side. His other arm slowly released Naruto, letting him drop to the ground.

“I hate you,” he whispered to the blonde before bolting, running as fast as he could in the direction he came. If he had stayed only a moment longer and taken a look at Naruto’s face, he would’ve seen that with those three words, those three real, stinging, resonating words, he hurt the blonde more deeply than any transformation jutsu ever could.

Jiraiya and Kakashi found the upset Uchiha outside the Academy, frozen still on a very familiar swing. It was the two men’s job to cheer the Uchiha up (if it was even possible for Sasuke to be cheerful) as they had done for Naruto earlier.

“Stupid brat,” the Sannin mumbled sadly. “He goes and gets upset by what Naruto did to him, then he turns around and hurts Naruto as much as he hurt him…”

Neither Kakashi nor Jiraiya had the heart to tell Naruto that the boy wasn’t concealing his tears as well as he thought he was. Kakashi placed a comforting arm around his student’s shoulders while Jiraiya glared in the direction that the raven haired boy left.

“They’re both stupid brats,” he muttered, but not exactly angrily. “One unintentionally hurts the other, then the other intentionally stings the one. I’ll never understand them,” he finished, shaking his head.

After many soothing and comforting words to Naruto, Kakashi promised to go calm Sasuke down and talk to him while Naruto pulled himself together.

The blonde agreed and began to mop up his tears as Kakashi ruffled his hair and he left with Jiraiya

Sasuke knew they were there but he didn’t turn around to acknowledge them.

Kakashi chose to be frank. He wasn’t going to baby Sasuke. “That was very childish of you, Sasuke,” he scolded. The boy stiffened but still said nothing. “I know that what Naruto did to you stung you deeply; neither Jiraiya nor I approved of it.”

“Then why didn’t you stop him?” Sasuke growled.

“Naruto has to learn from his mistakes,” Kakashi replied in a tone that ordered for no interruptions. “There was no way that he could’ve known how it would affect you. Naruto has never known his parents, therefore he wouldn’t know why you reacted the way you did.

“You reacted very childishly to what he did. You intentionally hurt Naruto when he unintentionally hurt you. That doesn’t sound very fair to me. You stung him a lot more than he did to you,” Kakashi finished sternly.

“Do you know why?” Jiraiya asked the pale boy, who merely shook his head. “Naruto admires you, a lot. No, not just admiration; you’re his role model.” Sasuke actually look up at that, his eyes wide with surprise and curiosity.

“Naruto wants to be just like you, Sasuke. He wants recognition from you. That’s why he went that far to win your bet. He wants you to see that he’s strong, too.”

The raven haired boy mulled Kakashi’s and Jiraiya’s words over in his head. Naruto admires me? I’m his role model? I never knew…I never thought… All feelings of anger and betrayal vanished as Sasuke processed this new information.

“…Sasuke?” a sad, timid voice called out.

The Uchiha’s head snapped around and Kakashi and Jiraiya poofed away, realizing that their job was done. Naruto stared at his friend warily, not sure how upset he still was.

Sasuke wanted to be angry at Naruto, he really did. He wanted to break out into a furious rage and let the beast within him handle things.

But he couldn’t. One look into those sky blue eyes, filled with confusion, hurt, and regret, and his flame was completely diminished.

“Sasuke,” the blonde started hesitantly, now in front of the Uchiha. “I need to talk to you…”

Refusing to look his teammate in the eye, Sasuke scooted over on the swing to make more room. He almost smiled when a gleam of happiness re-entered Naruto’s eyes, happy that he was receiving the rare chance to sit near his friend since Sasuke hated being touched. But almost was the key word.

The jinchuuriki squished onto the swing beside the very tense and uncomfortable avenger. He didn’t know how to begin, so as usual, he blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

“I honestly didn’t know!” Realizing this made no sense; the boy blushed and explained in more detail. “I mean, I thought you would like it but you’re so hard to read that I wasn’t sure and I kind of winged it and argh! This isn’t going the way I wanted!”

Sasuke sighed at his frustrated teammate. “It’s ok,” he said softly. “I understand what you’re trying to say.”

“Yeah…it’s just…” Naruto awkwardly attempted again. “I’ve never known my parents, so I don’t understand what it’s like to lose them. If I had the chance then I would want to see my parents, but I guess it’s different with your situation…so I really didn’t mean to hurt you! I would never do that…I’m sorry,” he finished, his eyes downcast.

“…what I said earlier, I didn’t mean it. I don’t hate you, you know that, right?” Sasuke mumbled sincerely.

A wide smile spread on the blonde’s face. “…Yeah, I know.”

“By the way,” the dark eyed boy began. “How’d you know how to act like my parents? You imitated them perfectly…”

Naruto flinched slightly at Sasuke’s whispered words. Just when he thought they were past all the sentimental sore spots!

“Well…if I had parents, then I know I would want them to be like that. It was just a coincidence that it matched up perfectly with your parents,” he spoke softly.

“…What about that line my father used?” Sasuke questioned.

He didn’t need to explain the specifics. Naruto knew which line he was talking about. “If I had a father, then I would want him to say that to me. Merely a coincidence again,” Naruto said, but he thought differently.

The two now realized that they were more alike than they thought.

Not that the tension and awkwardness of the situation was practically diminished, a thought struck Sasuke. “Naruto…how did you know what my parents looked like?” he asked suspiciously. “Don’t tell me that was “coincidence” too.”

“Ehehe…” the blonde nervously scratched the back of his head. “Well I couldn’t ask you or you’d be suspicious so I kind of had to improvise…” Naruto fished though his back pocket and timidly handed his friend a small picture frame.

Sasuke’s eye twitched as he started at his family portrait. “I can’t believe that you would sink that low as to steal from me…”

“Borrow,” Naruto corrected, but cowered under Sasuke’s glare. “Eh…you were a cute kid?”

“Don’t try to make up for it!” Naruto flinched as Sasuke’s fist flew towards him. However, his fear was unneeded.

The Uchiha’s palm fell gently onto the messy blonde locks, ruffling them affectionately. A true smile was located on the pale boy’s face, and it wasn’t provoked though transformation jutsus this time.

“You’re such a moron,” he said softly.

“Well, you’re such a bastard,” Naruto returned with a grin, slinging his arm around his friend’s shoulders.

From not too far away a silver haired man and a white, spiky haired old man watched, grinning at the unbreakable friendship, hoping it stayed that way.

I’m just going to pretend that Naruto knows all about the Mangekyou Sharingan

I know that that part was totally un-Sasuke like and completely OOC. Just work with me though…

A/N: Well, that completely sums up this story! Thanks to all who offered ideas for alternate endings, I greatly appreciate it! Hope you all liked them!