WELCOME READERS! Welcome to the sequel of Please Tutor Please. You remember what happened last right? Well if not go back and check it out or your gonna be one confused little monkey. And for the new comers GO AND READ THE FIRST ONE! Or YOU will be a very confused little monkey… oh and for my friends from skool there's a surprise in this storeh for u
I don't own Naruto… (Wants to insert yet here but cant) T.T
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Had it really been 6 years? Six whole years. Pale green eyes focused on the would-have-been-present. A small brown bear with a red bow attached to its neck. Six whole years since he'd been gone, since he'd left Naruto behind…again. Six years, Six years.
"Gaara your shoot is in a few minutes"
He glanced up into a pair of equally green eyes albeit a darker than his own. Temari, had left with him, so had Kankuro. His siblings had run away with him to find that happy place, and so far so good. They hadn't abandoned their father's business; they had given it to Baki. Baki who had been a more of a father figure to them that their own.
He glanced at the bear and a small rare smile graced his lips. He reached out and gently caressed to bear's cheek.
"Christmas is coming soon"
--meh--
"Happy holidays"
"Oh my Gawd Naruto you've done it again! I thought I'd be ruined."
"Hmph well that will teach you to jump your man before a big meeting"
Neji glanced up at this friend in the mirror and grinned. Naruto grinned right back.
In the Six years Naruto had done a lot. He'd finished school went to college for and opened his very own Beauty Salon. Which was quite popular if he does say so himself. He still dated Sasuke. And now they were thinking about furthering their relationship. Neji and Lee were soon-to-be-married and Kiba was waiting for the right time to pop the question to Shino. Zabusa and Haku moved away right after Haku graduated and Naruto occasionally got wish you were here card from Hawaii.
Yep a lot had happen in Six years. A lot to be happy about. Absently he glanced at the picture of he and Panda-kun he'd found. A picture he hung on the mirror in his office and wondered if Gaara ever found that happy place. Wondered if Gaara was even still alive.
A wave of pain washed over him at this possibility. Temari and Kankuro had left and Baki refused to talk to him to even see him. So whether Gaara lived or not he did not know, but he was optimistic.
"Gaara is alive and happy and surrounded by gorgeous men" he told himself "He doesn't even remember who I am, much less miss me"
It was a sad thought, but it was the only way he could get through the day without causing himself bodily harm. He force a smile on his face as another customer plopped her, rather big bottom, in his chair. And quickly began a conversation. No use dwindling on such painful memories when there was work to be done.
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She'd left
Six years ago.
Shikamaru sat at what was once Temari's desk. Before she'd left she'd made arrangement so that he'd inherit half of the business. Then poof. He'd come to work the next day and learned that she'd simply disappeared. No goodbyes no explanations no nothing. Then Baki came along and was set as his business partner. Which he didn't mind much. But he did miss being Temari's assistant.
Actually in his own way he kinda, sorta, just a little bit mind you, missed Temari's little rants and hissy fits. He missed her very rare pretty smiles. To be more specific he missed her. But of course if you asked him, he'd never admit it not even on the threat of death.
He would never admit he missed her enough to hire 5 private detectives over the years. He'd never admit to just at the mention of her name glance up in hopes of seeing her. He'd never admit that he actually liked her, maybe more than liked. And of course he'd NEVER admit that he picked her office to be his own because it still felt like her.
Sighing he glanced at the ocean of paperwork on his desk. Their deadline was day after next. But right now he had a headache from all these tiny words. Yawning he rest his head on the desk and began to drift off.
And for a split second he thought he heard her angry cry. A small smile touched his mouth.
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"That's it Gaara work it. Perfect shot! This is front page material my boy!"
Green eyes focused on the camera. He tilted his head up a bit and gave the device a come hither look. A look he'd become famous for. In six years he had become one of Japan's biggest male models. He modeled for the WRSG. A new corporation that had became famous pretty much over night. His bosses were three ladies from the western half of the world. Three ladies who plucked him off the street and demand that he take the job.
Literally.
"This IS PERFECT!, we're gonna to make millions THANK YOU FANGIRLS!"
His gaze drifted to one of the very women in his thoughts.
Lia was the youngest and the most prone to BDSM and really big words. She stood grinning in a pose that reminded him a lot of Lee, eyes bright fist clenched. She actually looked really odd with her dark skin and Sky blue pant suit and hair to match.
"I am now gonna sing the, 'we are gonna make millions' song! OHHHHHHH we're gonna make millions and get more sexy guys! Cause we rock and everyone else just SUCKS! WOOHOOO! One more time!"
"Shut up" he murmured
She grinned at him and danced away still singing. He rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the camera.
"By the way", it was lia again, " we need a new hairstylist so LET THE INTERVIEWS BEGIN!" and she was gone again.
"I frequently worry for our safety" Kankuro muttered
"You should" Temari said grinning
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WAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAH DID U MISS ME ! LIE AND I WILL REFUSE TO UPDATE! Kidding….or am I! O.O
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