Kaira-chan: This is my first Naruto fic. Be nice OK?
Pharaoh Yami: OK ^-^
Kaira-chan: What are you doing here?
Yami: He and I are your muses...
Kaira-chan: This is a different show . Go away before I sick Naruto on you...
Naruto: *Wolfing down ramen* What now?
Yami, Pharaoh Yami and Kaira-chan: =.=
Yami Kaira: You two! Out! Naruto, you're our new muse!
**Yami and Pharaoh Yami leave muttering Egyptian curses**
Naruto: Really? Cool! Kaira-chan don't own Naruto. And if you try to sue her I'll kick your ass ^-^.
Kaira-chan: ^-^ I'm going to like him as my muse.
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Naruto looked up as he heard banging on the door. He glowered.
"Who the hell is it?" He yelled out.
"Oi, dobe, it's me. Open up the damned door!" Sasuke's voice carried into Naruto's room.
Naruto unstrapped his legs from the bed, hopped off, pulled on his usual orange outfit over his grey muscle shirt and boxers, and headed for the door, the entire time muttering curses under his breath.
He threw open the door. "What the hell is it Sasuke, I was busy?!" Naruto growled. He was having a bad day.
Sasuke stared at him. This was out of character. What happened to the usually hyperactive annoyingly happy shinobi that he was so used too?
"Geez, don't look so happy to see me," Sasuke replied coldly.
"I'm not. Now what do you want?"
Sasuke pushed past him, entering his house. "You haven't shown up for training in a while. Kakashi-sensei sent me to check up on me," He said, surveying Naruto's house. His nose wrinkled in disgust. "God, you live in a pigsty. When was the last time you cleaned up?"
"Last time my parents told me to," Naruto snapped, trying unsuccessfully to get Sasuke to get out of his house.
Sasuke took that as a never. "OK then, I guess I'll stick around and clean up," He smiled.
Naruto stared at him. "Since when do you smile?" He asked.
"Since you began to be all pissy," Sasuke glared.
Naruto's eyes darted to his kitchen, so fast Sasuke couldn't even be sure that he saw them move. "Yeah yeah, whatever, just hurry and clean and then get out."
"Gladly," Muttered Sasuke under his breath.
He looked around. Why had he agreed to this? He sighed and rubbed his temples. Kakashi was worried about Naruto. He hadn't shown up for training sessions lately, and he had been failing to show up for unimportant missions. Not that Sasuke didn't feel like skipping them once in a while to, but Naruto wasn't the type. He may complain, but he was unbelievably dedicated.
Sasuke had planned just to show up, see his smiling face, ask why he was slacking, and then leave. But seeing Naruto like this gave him a change of plan. What better way to get to know someone/learn about what was going on with them, then to snoop in their stuff? And what better way to snoop, then to pretend to clean?
Sasuke sighed. He wasn't the type to snoop around in other peoples business. He respected their privacy, since he needed his fair share.
But this was different. This was a team member, and if he didn't smarten up, then he would screw it up for Sasuke too.
He went into Naruto's room. By the look of his bed, Naruto had just been training. So he was still training by himself, but he wasn't showing up from group training, or the missions.
He picked up a bowl and sniffed it. His nose wrinkeled in disgust. This stuff had probably been sitting out here a week.
He picked it up and went towards the kitchen, but as he stepped into it, Naruto hopped out, still looking angry. "Stay the hell away from my kitchen," Naruto growled.
Sasuke unintentionally stepped back a step. "Ok, Ok. Geez, what's wrong with you today?"
"You," Naruto replied simply.
"Shut up Naruto. I try to help you and this is the thanks I get. Whatever," Sasuke said, shoving the bowl into Naruto's hands.
Despite what he said, he went back into Naruto's room, to begin cleaning more. He couldn't help but be disgusted at what he saw. Naruto's house was a complete dump.
Sasuke may live alone, but at least he cleaned his house. What the hell was Naruto thinking. Surely no one could live in conditions like this, let alone consintrate, or train. He was doing Naruto a favor by cleaning. At least then Naruto might get to train without so much distraction.
He got down onto his knee's and began to pick up Naruto's cloths. He sighed. He had a lot of work to do...
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Kaira-chan: I know, I know, everyone was way out of character, and it seems really pointless, but it WILL get better (It can't get any worse)...at least I hope it will...this was my very first Naruto fic . Wah!
Yami Kaira: All your fics are horrible.
Kaira-chan: I know .
Naruto: Do I really act like that?
Kaira-chan: No, You were OOC. *Glomps him* But I promise you'll get back in character in later chapters...
Naruto: OK ^-^ Does Sasuke HAVE to be in it?
Kaira-chan: Yes Naruto, now say your line.
Naruto: Oh yeah! Please READ AND REVIEW!!
