The moment the doorknob turned, everyone's minds went blank.
But the speed with which they hid was enough to prove that they were all excellent ninjas.
Might Guy and Kakashi dove into the closet first, while Shikamaru and Neji scrambled behind the sofa.
The rest found whatever cover they could, all while frantically signaling to Sasuke.
Because out of everyone, Sasuke was the least compromised—he was only wearing a pair of white stockings. Even if Naruto found him, the embarrassment would be... manageable.
The only problem? There was no place for Sasuke to hide.
As Naruto pushed open the door, Sasuke desperately tried to yank off the stockings, but it was too late.
"Weird…" Naruto muttered, stepping inside. "Sasuke, have you seen my photo album?"
He barely spared a glance as he walked toward the stairs, mumbling to himself. Hinata had mentioned organizing their photos, and he suddenly remembered his album was at home. So, he'd left her waiting and rushed back to grab it.
Sasuke didn't dare to breathe, let alone move. He froze mid-action, one stocking still half-on, hoping Naruto wouldn't notice him.
The others, hidden in the shadows, covered their mouths, their eyes pleading for Naruto to leave as soon as possible.
"Hmm?" Naruto paused at the foot of the stairs. "Maybe it's in the drawer…"
He turned back toward the living room.
Sasuke's heart nearly stopped. His only solace was that the room was spacious, and Naruto seemed too focused on rummaging through the drawer to pay attention to his surroundings.
Please, just leave already…
"Huh? Not here either?" Naruto frowned, turning around—
And saw Sasuke.
One foot planted on the couch. One leg clad in a white stocking. One hand still gripping the other stocking mid-removal.
Their eyes met.
Silence.
Pure. Agonizing. Silence.
Two minutes passed, but to them, it felt like an eternity.
Naruto's mind raced. If Sasuke had been forced into this, he could mock him. But if Sasuke chose to wear women's clothing…
No way.
His brotherly bond with Sasuke couldn't have deteriorated like this, could it?!
Naruto leaned back slightly, rubbing his temple and inhaling deeply, as if trying to calm himself. He start taking some deep breaths then attempted a casual, forced smile.
"I.I..just came back to grab something." He nodded stiffly. "Cosplay… yeah. I get it. Normal. Totally normal."
Was he trying to convince himself or comfort Sasuke? Even he didn't know.
But Sasuke remained frozen, his expression unreadable, still staring at him like a stone statue.
Naruto broke into a cold sweat. "Oh! Right! I remember now!" He clapped his hands together dramatically. "I left the album in the cabinet!"
Naruto slapped his head, muttered to himself, and moved carefully towards the cabinet, afraid that Sasuke would disappear from his sight.
Sasuke saw Naruto walking towards the closet where Kakashi was hiding, sweat dripping down his face, and before he could even stop the guy, the closet was opened.
He turned to stop Naruto, but the yellow-haired menace was already striding towards it.
And in one swift motion—
Naruto yanked the cabinet doors open.
Inside, two fully grown men sat in awkward silence: Bunny Girl Kakashi and Leather Jacket Might Guy, their arms wrapped around their knees.
Naruto's soul left his body.
His jaw slackened as the sheer wrongness of the scene hit him like a Rasengan to the gut.
What… the actual… hell…
What on earth are they doing in this house!?
He barely had time to process before his survival instincts kicked in. If he'd thought Sasuke's cross-dressing was bad, now? Now, he feared for his life.
If these two were working together—
Oh god.
Naruto clenched his fists, trying to steady his trembling voice. "Kakashi-sensei… Gai-senpai…"
The bunny girl and leather daddy stared back at him blankly.
He gulped. "Uh… how did you know my cabinet was broken?"
Slowly, Kakashi and Might Guy stepped out, their movements stiff as corpses. As Might Guy emerged, Naruto caught sight of something horrifying—a red Mercedes-Benz logo printed right on his underwear.
Naruto immediately looked away, squeezed his eyes shut, and prayed he could unsee it.
But it wasn't over yet.
Just as he tried to step back—his foot hit something solid.
He turned.
Pink-JK-clad Neji and Dancer Shikamaru stood behind him, blocking his only escape.
Naruto's pupils shrank.
His brain threatened to short-circuit.
Holy shit.
His house…
Was cursed.
He had to run.
He took a careful step towards the exit, pretending not to notice the abominations before him. But then—he made the fatal mistake of looking up.
There, hanging upside down from the ceiling, were Hot-Pants Lee and Swimsuit Choji.
Their wide eyes stared straight at him.
No words were spoken.
But so many words were understood.
And then, from every dark corner of the room, more figures emerged—
One by one.
All of them dressed in ridiculous women's clothing.
All of them closing in on him.
Sasuke, still seated on the couch, finally opened his eyes. The Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly.
He rose to his feet, the hem of his stockings catching the light.
He extended a hand and pointed straight at Naruto.
"Hold him down." His voice was eerily calm. "Don't let him escape."
"WAIT!!"
Naruto frantically waved his arms, his voice cracking.
"I GET IT!! I GET IT, OKAY?!"
"Women's clothing—it's fine! I understand!"
He gestured frantically, zipping his lips. "I swear I won't tell a soul what happened here today! Not a word!"
For a brief moment, silence fell.
Then—
"Get him!"
Kiba, dressed in a full maid outfit, roared as Shikamaru's shadows wrapped around Naruto's limbs.
"Uzumaki Naruto!"
The voices of hell itself echoed through the room.
"YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ALIVE TODAY!"
Naruto's terrified scream shook the villa.
"BROTHER, SAVE ME!!"
A chuckle.
Sasuke tilted his head, his Sharingan gleaming.
"Heh. Who's your brother?"
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