=A/N: Couple of things. First off, I'm bored, somewhat sharing in my boyfriends insomnia, and have no plans as to this story past "write until you're sleepy." That's your potential crack/incoherence/author interference warning. Also, I'm away from home and my pc, so I'm writing on my phone. As such, I will be unable to format text, so the signifiers are as follows: -italic- =bold= ***abrupt change in scene #author interference#. If this turns out well #unlikely...# I'll clean it up from my pc later. Lastly, the sleepier i get, the less I will care about coherence, quality, and grammar, because, ultimately, this is for me, not you. Unreasonably long note aside, without further ado, I bring you...
The fucking disclaimer...
-Disclaimer: If I owned any of this, we wouldn't call it fanfiction, now, would we? So why is this necessary on every freaking chapter? Because assholes.-
Into the madness!=
As he stared at the window of Naruto's dirty apartment, Garra could see nothing but the dingy reflection of his own fire engine red hair. The reason for this was all but drowned out by a yowling in the kitchen that somewhat followed a tune that, thanks to Kankuro, Garra could identify as probably Taylor Swift. #ninjas fucking love Taylor Swift#
Usually, Garra loved the rain. Living in Suna, it was something of a rare treat. At the moment, however, he was about ready to pop a blood vessel in his effort not to throttle the blonde where he stood.
-Must be the lack of sleep lately.- he thought, earning a strange look from Naruto at the bitter chuckle that thought illicited.
"Not that I'm complaining, but could you have possibly picked a -weirder- night for a suprise slumber party?" Naruto called as his song ended, at last allowing Garra to hear the rain as it lashed against the window.
"I thought this is what friends do." Garra smirked, inclining his head that his friend should take up the open end of the couch.
Naruto declined, shaking his uncooked ramen in explanation. "Don't you have, like, a village that needs you or something?"
Garra sighed. "Its not fun."
Naruto stopped in his tracks, halfway through de-lidding his cup noodles. #its a word shut it# "Not... fun? You left Suna with no warning because its not fun?"
"Don't judge me."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"Am not!"
"You are."
"Prove it!"
"You spent half an hour hunting down the last shrimp cup when you have a cupboard full of pork and you stopped in the middle of opening it to judge me." Garra arched an eyebrow. An impressive feat, considering he had none.
Naruto, having no argument, set down his ramen and pounced over the couch, pinning Garra to the floor with a grin. #no yaoi yet chillax# Rather than caving to the playfulness, Garra stared sulkily up at his friend, daring him to pursue a spar.
Finally, Naruto sensed the problem. "Your overworked!" Garra could almost see the metaphoric light bulb. "I bet they keep you locked up in a cave full of paperwork like they do with Granny Tsunade. About twice a week she blows up and binge drinks and gets in a bar fight. Holy shit am I your binge drinking? Should I be throwing you a party or something?"
Garra, being pinned on his side with his friends bony ass on his hip, shifted to look him in the eye, a real smile ghosting at the corners of his mouth for the first time in weeks. "I suppose you are. I prefer the bar fight to the binge drinking though." With no further warning Garra wormed out of the blonde's grasp and somehow pinned him with his face in between the couch cushions. For all his flailing, Naruto couldn't regain an advantage. Reluctantly, he tapped out.
Garra released him, suprising them both with a genuine chuckle of appreciation. "So, party you say?"
"Lemme call Neji."
***
-I thought Kankuro was bad with his makeup, but he has nothing on that guys eyebrows.- Garra was fiddling with some infernal contraption that Naruto had locked his forfingers together with. No matter how much he tugged, it just seemed to get tighter. -I'll kill him for this.-
***
"Who's party is this anyway?" Ino looked around. It was Hinata's place, but there was just no way that would happen.
"Well, Garra's, I think." Hinata looked nothing short of uncomfortable in a striped purple and black strapless mini dress with fishnet thigh highs and combat boots that Ino had bought her two years ago. She had protested as vehemently as she could manage, claiming she'd never wear it. Then Naruto called. Ah, well.
"You think? Isn't this your house?" Ino looked sideways at her classmate, at the same time wondering if she ought to stop drinking since Chouji was starting to look downright -appetizing-.
"Uhm, Naruto asked me to host, as a favor..." In her current ensemble, it was extremely difficult to hide the fact that her blush covered her body well past her knees. Ino smirked slightly but said nothing.
"You know he owes you one, now." She remarked, offhand. Hinata actually swooned. Ino's laugh turned into a choke as Chouji came swaggering over to their corner.
***
"Another win." Sai emotionlessly wiped the chips off the table as Neji, glowering, shuffled the next hand of Texas Hold 'Em. "You boys ought to work on your poker faces."
"That does it!" The pint-sized, dark-haired new girl slammed back her chair and stomped comically from the table to find her boyfriend. Kiba watched her with an appreciative eye.
"Anyone know those two?" Shikamaru asked, rejoining the table just to get away from Naruto's incessant urgings to dance. A chourus of shrugs answered him as blinds hit table. "Whatever."
On her way home from buying ingriedients to cook dinner for one, Sakura's attention was drawn to pulsing base and disco lights. -A party at Hinata's?- she wondered. -How come I'm never invited?- #no one likes you#
***
"Beer, cards, and a radio." Kurenai dropped her bag on the table. "Why should the kids be the only ones having fun?"
Kakashi eyed the party bag wearily. "That's fun for you?" Gai spoke for him.
"Nothing wrong with relaxing." Asuma intoned peaceably.
"Thank you." Kurenai shot a glare at the other two. Kakashi sighed warily.
***
=A/N: It worked, I'm sleepy, go home now. If you made it this far your probably as bored as I was. This was fun though next time I can't sleep maybe I'll tack on?=
