Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Chapter Two: Pertaining to Gaara's Bath
"There is no way that you're going to wash me!"
"Yea well, believe me. If I honestly thought somebody who was eight inches tall could take care of themselves when it comes to things like bathing, I wouldn't bother 'assisting' them," explained Blaine.
"I can take care of myself."
"I'd like to believe you, but it's hard to when I see the situation you've been placed in. Now then, you're coming off of that pie. If you want a few seconds of extra 'coverage', I suggest you grab on to that cherry," Blaine stated as he placed his hand around Gaara's torso, carefully extracting him from top of the pie.
-screws over the fangirls (and fanboys) and skips the bathing scene-
Author's Note: Don't get pissed off, just use your imagination. Blaine isn't gay or perverted though.
So if I request you to keep anything out of your "version" it's those 'aspects'.
Gaara was sitting on the edge of Blaine's bed, a small washcloth wrapped around his waist. He watched as Blaine looked around his closet, who was trying to see if he could create some sort of 'underwear' as a stopgap measure until he could try finding some clothes that'd fit the tiny Gaara. Blaine sighed and walked out of the closet, sitting down next to Gaara. Gaara looked up at him, Blaine looked back.
"I don't see anything man…I'm sorry."
Gaara mumbled, "It's alright…"
"Was the bath really that bad though?"
Gaara shook his head, "No, you were very careful and caring about how you went about. Even so much as to give me some soap so I could wash down there."
"Well of course, it's not like I want to have to touch it. I gave you that much respect, to avoid that region of your body."
Author's Note: Ha! Now you can't "say" Blaine touched there –sticks tongue out at the pervs who
thought they'd be able to get away with saying I did.
"Anyways," Blaine continued, " I'm going to call up an acquaintance of mine, he creates custom-made, life-like dolls and one of his associates makes the clothing for his dolls."
"And you think he's going to be able to help get me some clothes made up for me?"
Blaine nodded, "That's what I'm hoping, he has some of his products on display with clothing, so hopefully we'll be able to find at least get one outfit for you to hold you off until more are made. Not sure how much it's going to cost me though."
"I see…"
"Hey Gaara, what do you remember before meeting me?"
He thought about it for a moment, "I…I was running away from this guy, he was holding a whip of sorts, and when he lashed it at me, everything went black. When I woke up, everything was rather hazy; it's all a blur, what happened between getting knocked out to finding myself on a slice of pie."
"Hmm…I'm going to try finding out what happened to you," Blaine said with confidence. He looked down at Gaara and gave him a small smile, "I'm going to do whatever I can to help get you back to normal."
Blaine stood up from the bed and Gaara looked up at him, "Thanks…"
Author's Note:
Me - See Gaara, you *thanked* me.
Gaara - I did no such thing, only your written form of me said "Thanks"
Me - Which was based off of you. Besides, I'm sure the fans don't care about the A/N you.
Gaara - And why might that be?
Me - Cause I wrote the Author's Note too, meaning your responses are of my own, like in my story.
Gaara - You suck.
Me - Apparently not, otherwise I'd have made you say "I Luffles Chu Blaine."
Gaara - You named the main character after yourself?
Me - Nope, I named the main character after my online alias. :P
-cuts Gaara off-
Me - Read and Review all of my wonderful readers! I could use your help coming up with ideas.
-offers a reward-
Me – If I like, and use, your idea, I'd mention you as having helped contribute to the story!
