I may add more chapters later, and change it, but for now, this is what I have… a lazy, hurried, poorly planned out story. For bya-sensei and her crack pairing fantasies.
Disclaimer… I don't own Naruto, I don't own his buddies… It's depressing, yes, but if I owned them, scary things would happen.
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Through the window he saw her. Pink bubblegum hair swirling all around her, twirling around as she put away dishes. She rose gracefully to her toes as she put a glass on a high shelf, and then did a series of turns. She danced beautifully when she did chores. He had been watching her for a few weeks now, and knew more about her then some of her friends did. He could sit outside all night and just watch her dance around the house, doing dishes, vacuuming the house, or his favorite dance of all, getting out of the shower.
He wished he could touch her. He wanted to taste her lips. He wanted her in his arms. She was so flexible, and could be a great lover. If only she knew he existed. But he would have her one day, he told himself, in his life, and in his bed. And with that, he left. He had an idea for a new puppet.
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Yeah, well, there you go.