Whoohoo

Whoohoo! Art bock is over! WARNING: light yaoi. Lemon in later chapters, a bit ooc-ness!!

Shodaime: WHY US!?

Me: why not?

Madara: twitch goddamn fangirls…

Remember: " " talking and ' ' thoughts

"You realize that I don't want to do this, right?" Madara said, glaring at Shodaime. Shodaime sighed. "YES, uchiha. You made it perfectly clear the first thousand times." "Hmph" Shodaime looked at him. 'Im supposed to make a peace treaty with this guy?! Why the hell do I want him!?' He glanced over at madara with his "serious" face on. 'Ah, right. Because he looks lie hello kitty with that face on.' Just then the twos mutual friend Hirasiha, came in. "are you two done yet!? Theres a mob outside!" "Sorry hira-chan." Apologized Madara. "Its kind of hard to work with this guy!" they said at the same time. "snicker well I think I can hold back the mob for about an hour, but hurry up!" "yeah,yeah." Good!"

" 'Kay everyone listen up!" yelled Hira-san into the megaphone. "The two bakas in the back in the room are still creating the peace thingy. It'll be about an hour! So go away!" As the crowd dispersed, Hirasiha absently pulled the lever that operated the hidden trap door in the room the two boys were in. she smirked. 'Happy landings, kukuku…'

FWUMPH "Ow.. Wtf?!" growled Shodaime. He glanced over at Madara. "Are you ok?" Madara gingerly got to his feet, wincing. "I'll live." "Hn. What the hell just happened?" Madara glanced up. Nothing. "Well. I remember the floor going out from under me. Maybe Hirasiha did it." "She probably got tired of your shameless flirting!" tease Shodaime. " Yours too!" shot back Madara." Soo," said Shodaime, eager to change the subject. "How do we get back?" 'Well, I don't think that hira-chan would trap us down here without a way back up." Said Madara walking around the small space. "There should be something like a trap door around here." As he said that, he tripped and went sprawling. Shodaime ran over. "Hey! Are you okay?!" He helped him up. " Looks like you found something." Right there and then, Madara wanted to squeal like the worlds gayest man, but knew that would do little else but tarnish his reputation. So he simply turned away, effectively hiding his blush. "Madara, look…" Madara fought down his blush and turned to Shodaime. "W-what?" He saw Shodaime smiling, then was pulled close and kissed deeply. Madaras eyes widened with shock and he moaned deeply. Suddenly, Shodaime pulled away, leaving a thin trail of saliva where there mouths had been a moment before. Madara flushed a deep red. Shoda, misinterpeting his blush, muttered quickly "sorry Madara." He began to pull away from the shocked boy, but was stopped by a hand on his arm. "I-its alright shodaime. I-I just wasn't expecting it. And.." Madara blushed (if at all possible) darker. "It was my first kiss." Shoda looked a little surprised at first, then smiled as he leaned in for a second kiss. He paused. "What is it?" "Id say we were being watched." Madara scowled. "That wouldn't be surprising. Hira-chan tapes EVERYTHING" Shodaime glanced down at the trap door Madara had found. "Maybe she doesn't have any down there." Madara agreed with a nod of his head. Shodaime pulled on a metal ring attached to the door. Suddenly, a huge vibration shook the room, sending the boys headfirst into pitch-black water.