Nĭ Hăo! Hello everyone! Sorry it's been so long. Raven and Charlie have started Highschool. It's been awesome at our special honors school. Everyone is really weird with colored hair and piercings. We love it. We have World History Honors, Math 2 Honors, Earth/Environmental Science Honors, P.E. , English 1 Honors, Art 1, and Chinese 1. We have like 4 classes in a day, unfortunately that means that the classes are long and cruel. We especially hate our math class and Chinese is just hard. And we are also the best students in Chinese! But we are surviving. And because we have survived, we were able to write and upload this. Thank you for waiting to so long! We love you guys so much that you should totally review and follow! Just kidding, love ya guys! Well here you go, have fun reading!


Charlie: Did you do your homework?

Raven: huh?

Charlie: Your math homework?

Raven: …. We had homework?

Charlie: ….

Raven: Dude, don't leave me hanging, did we have homework?

Charlie: ….

Raven: CHARLIE TELL ME!

Charlie: Nevermind.

Raven: I need to know!

Charlie: Raven….

Raven: WHAT!?

Charlie: You don't need to know.

Raven: BUT ITS HOMEWORK! *Screams in Panic*

Charlie: If I told you what it was, would you do it?

Raven: …. No. *Smiles Happily.*

Charlie: Why is my best friend such an idiot? *Face Plants*

Raven: WRONG! I am a SUPER Idiot!

Charlie: *Sweat Drops.*


Disclaimer: If we owned Naruto or The One we wouldn't be holding our Math teacher over the edge of a bridge, at least in our minds.


Chapter Rating: T, Some awesome sexy acting, slight speak of incest, and two sexy twin brothers.


The One, Chapter 4; I'll stay 'till you fall asleep.

Itachi walked through the lobby, his dirty trench coat flung over his shoulder, glasses on.

"Itachi! Thank god you came back!" A voice called out a little ways ahead of him. He walked quickly towards her with a growing sense of dread. She was a tall pretty woman, blond hair pulled back from a pale face holding perfect features and brown eyes. She wore a simple black and white vintage dress, showing just enough skin that a grandmother would approve of. Her face was contorted with worry and irritation.

"What is it, Amber?"

"Sasuke, he..."

"What about him?" Itachi's weary voice was accented by his sigh. He took of his glasses slowly, tucking them into the collar of his threadbare shirt he wore for his hobby. The worry on Amber's face vanished, turning into pure irritation and annoyance.

"Last night he went to a party! In less than half an hour's time he started to flirt with a bunch of local models. And before the party ended, he slipped away when I wasn't looking. I warned him in New York to stop being so playful since this time he is the fashion representative! He is the first male model in the history to have this honor!" She ranted. Itachi left his face blank, not wanting to get involved. He reached the door to his sweet and slid in the key card.

"You should know this kind of 'honor' means nothing to him. He always does whatever he wants." He stated truthfully. She ignored him.

"I heard that the paparazzi in Hong Kong are legendary! I'm afraid he would do something stupid... Why does he have to be such a playboy?" She exclaimed angrily. Itachi opened the door.

"Ah. Speak of the devil." Itachi said irritated. Through the doorway it was easy to see why Itachi had said that. Sasuke stood in the middle of a crowd. His shirt was off and he was being, well, groped by several scantily dressed girls. The people surrounding him were obviously models and beautiful, even if dressed in less than a cloth or two. Men and women alike. Laughter and talk buzzed through the air. Itachi stepped into the room, forcing Amber to follow him. Sasuke saw Amber first. No one noticed as Itachi disappeared around the corner.

"Hey~ Amber~!" Sasuke called out sweetly, grinning. Amber's hair nearly frizzled out of her bun, she looked at him with horror, pointing at him angrily.

"Y-youuuuu..." She stuttered out, pure anger in her voice. Sasuke was undeterred, still grinning.

"Come play with us!" He said childlike, innocently, which was a hard thing to achieve when seductive women were literally attached to his arms, one even had a leg hooked up on his waist.

"No thank you!" Amber shouted, still incredibly angry. Something evil glinted in his eyes. Within a flash he was forwards in front of Amber. He pinned her to the wall caressing her cheek lovingly. Amber's face showed anger, disappointment, and disgust, but mostly anger.

"You are the cutest assistant that has ever been working for me! Since we are abroad, why don't we just enjoy ourselves. My Darling." He teased in a seductive voice.

"You forgot about me, 'Sweetheart'!" A gruff, sexy voice called out. Sasuke's head shoot around to only to be shocked. Itachi stood leaning against the doorway to the bedroom. His whole demeanor had changed into a sexy, rough, drunkard. His clothes were sloppily done, scruff from a few days of being unable to shave covered his chin. He looked at them all with loward seductive eyes, a beer bottle hanging loosely in one hand. The other hand hung by a finger to his belt loops, pulling his pants low enticingly. A sliver of skin showed abs and muscle as his shirt rode up seductively. Itachi licked his lips and looked at Sasuke with hunger. "Is this what I get for waiting for you the whole night? I wasn't going to 'share' you with anybody!" Itachi looked at them all threateningly. He swung the beer up hazardly, glaring at them all, he took a long gulp.

Inside he was trying not to chuckle at their faces. He never knew that Cosplaying to be Sasuke's psychotic and sadistic gay lover could be amusing. Ah well, he was the elder twin, it was his place to keep the younger rash boy out of trouble. Even if he had to cosplay.

A stupid lust ridden boy sidled up to Itachi, sliding his hand down closer to the edge of Itachi's jeans. "Don't be like that~ Hottie! Come and 'play' with us~! It's much more fun~!" The boy said in a lust filled voice. Itachi eyes glinted dangerously.

"Oh~, really~?" In one fluid motion Itachi smashed the large beer bottle above the models head, beer and glass splattering everywhere. "Too bad I hate your type. Now Fuck Off!" Itachi brandished a part of the glass in his hand, threatening the poor soul. The Model screamed and ran out of the room. Itachi turned to the rest of the crowd, still holding the broken remains of the bottle, which were dripping with beer. "Let me warn you! If you want to 'play' with me, you gotta have guts! I'm a very possessive person and I have a very bad temper when I get drunk...! Last month a pervert only looked at my 'little an an' and he is still in the hospital!" Itachi said psychotically. Sasuke and Amber shivered and watched with horrified fascination, with only one thought running through their heads, 'He is a great actor!' Everyone flinched as ran, saying stuff like they were busy or had other plans. Within seconds the room was emptied.

"Phew... finally some peace and quiet..." Itachi smirked, satisfied.

"Itachi... Your acting skills are really useful. But if others hear about this, it's not good for our reputation." Amber said worried.

"Not good for our reputation...? … Are you talking about 'incest'!? Hahahaha!" Sasuke doubled over laughing, tears flying from his eyes in amusement. He rolled on the ground laughing, pounding the floor with a fist. Itachi and Amber sweatdropped. "Bro~ If you add a kissing scene! Then it would be far more interesting to see! Don't forget to use this in New York next time~! I will definitely cooperate with you!" Itachi ticked with anger, 'there is a 'Next time'? You bastard..."


"Didn't you promise me to be more composed this time? What the hell was that a moment ago? Good this I have a brain and I was able to save you." Itachi said around the cigarette in his mouth, as he lounged on the couch.

"I am! I didn't take any drugs or go to the red-light district." Sasuke said sadly, as if he wished he had. Itachi's attention was caught be that, angry he walked towards his younger brother quickly, grabbing the wine glass from him.

"Stop talking Rubbish. Don't you have the word 'control' in your dictionary?" Itachi asked as he started to chug down the wine with a cigar in one hand. Sasuke sweatdropped.

"Hey, as if you have 'control'." Sasuke said seeing Itachi chug down his wine. There was a moment of silence. And then 'GLOMP'. Sasuke tackled his brother, dropping the now empty glass, just barely having time to snuff out the cigar between his fingers.

"It's because of you! You never stay with me! Always running around by yourself. Bro~! I just want to spend time with you!" Itachi was stunned into silence. Both heard the unspoken words. 'I lost your for six years.' Itachi regained composure quickly, sadness and brotherly love filling him.

"Stupid... That was in the past. We are together now, aren't we?" Itachi said gently.

"But I have a feeling you are hiding something from me. You always keep a distance between us. I can never guess what you are thinking about. Sometimes I even think Tai Qin knows you better than I do." Itachi reached forwards before Sasuke say anymore, and pinched the younger twin's nose.

"Tai Qin is the one who looked after me for 6 years! Why do you care about that?"

"It hurts! Let go!"

"Plus, I didn't hide anything from you. You are thinking too much! Everybody changes in six years."

Then why are you so mysterious? Always 'wandering' alone and won't let me go with you?-" Sasuke was cut off by the bang of Itachi hand as it smacked against the wall above his head. Sasuke curled up around the pillow he was holding on the couch.

"'Sweetie' Do you know how stressing my work is? Can't I have a private place for me to breath and relax?"

"... But... When you are not with me, I feel lonely... Please... just tonight... Watch the stars with me sunrise... Like when we were small... please... aniki." Sasuke said quietly, sadness feeling his whole being. Itachi softened, remembering the days when they were younger when they would sleep on their blankets which served as a bed, Sasuke would curl against him while they opened the window and watched the stars. Itachi went forwards and spread out on the couch. Pulling the younger twin against him, who curled up to his side, a blanket spread on them. Itachi could only stare up at the stars and wonder how the sky could look so beautiful.


"Iruka~! My sweet heart!" Came a voice through the phone. "What are you doing~?" Iruka smirked a little, deciding to mess with the editor a little. He blamed the urge to do so on Naruto rubbing off him with his troublemaker ways.

"I'm sunbathing in the nude." Iruka deadpanned honestly. There was an audible 'spurt' of the phone.

"Ohh? You are having a nosebleed? Pervert!"

"Iruka~ Don't mess with me like that. Come to my house, we can 'get together'!"

"Wait as long as you want pervert, I am not going to come. I'm hanging up."

"No! Wait, don't hang up. You can bring Naruto if you want! Curly Wurly old geezer wants to see 'Kushina's daughter'" Iruka's eyes widened.


"Iruka! Why do I gotta dress up like this?" Naruto whined. He was wearing a tight black tank thing that cut off just below his chest. It was made of some type of spandex material, it showed off his toned tan naked torso. His legs were covered by black cargo pants, which were covered in lots of pockets, tucking into a pair of tall black combat boots.

"Hush, don't complain. I let you where your damn combat boots, and all black. You are going to be a model! You should be happy to wear such stylish clothes! Why do you look so inclement?" Naruto had to say that he did look very stylish. And he loved wearing all black and he did adore the combat boots with cargo pants, but the top...

"But the top makes me look like a girl!" Naruto pouted.

"You always look like a girl. Anyways, You are going to meet a very important person! You have to act maturely and prudently. Do you understand?"

"I'M NOT A GIRL!"


"Welcome Iruka~, my Love~!" Song out a voice. Iruka and naruto turned and looked with horrified, dumbfounded expressions. Kakashi was standing there, wearing a fucking tied cloth at the waist, a scarf to cover up some of his face, and nothing else. Naruto was frozen, horrified. Iruka on the other hand, backed away as Kakashi started towards him.

"NO! Don't come any closer! Where are your clothes!" Iruka shouted in fear, as the weirdo came closer.

"This is my 'Lucky' outfit, my Love!"

"Don't come any closer! Where is the teacher? Didn't you say he wants to meet her? Don't come near me! Could this be a trap?! PERVERT!" Iruka kept backing away, as kakashi followed his every move.

"Yes... this is a trap! When you said you were sunbathing in the nude, I was excited. I always thought of seducing you with my beautiful body. So what do you think? Did I move your heart, my Love? I want to see you under me, moaning-" Iruka made a mad dash for Naruto, grabbing him around the neck and dragging him out of the room.

"Naruto let's go, NOW."

"Don't go! That old man is really here!"


"Ah! Iruka! Long time no see!" The voice came from a little man on a yoga mat. He looked like a harmless little old man, from some willy wonka movie. A head cloth covered his head. He was tiny, and was doing some really painful looking move, that made him look like an 'O'. They all sweatdropped.

"Te-Teacher! What are you doing! You could get hurt!" Yelled Iruka concerned. Naruto looked at the little man in shock. This was the 'teacher'? Naruto gaped openly.

"I'm learning yoga from Kakashi! I already lost 5 kg! Look! No big belly!" The little old man patted his belly. He was smiling, and his eyes crinkled with laughter. We all towered over him.

"Curly Wurly old man is very talented. Please call me Prince Kakashi!" The weirdo with nearly nothing on and a scarf over his face and silver hair posed in the background while saying this. Iruka sweatdropped and looked horrified. Naruto was too busy to really notice that. 'Curly Wurly'? Why did the silver haired pervert call the Teacher that?

The little old man finally noticed the figure standing a little bit behind his old student, Iruka. He looked at the child with interest. They were tall, nearly as tall as Iruka. They had white blond hair that spiked everywhere. it contrasted greatly with the tan skin, and bright ice blue eyes, which crinkled with laughter and mischief. They wore all black, a tight belly shirt that showed off a tanned, toned, hard 6 pack. Although the old man knew the child was a boy, the child really did look like a beautiful girl.

"Hi, you must be Naruto?" Said the old man kindly, and then he pulled off the scarf covering his hair.

"... *pff*... HAHAHAHA! CURLS~! THEY REALLY ARE 'CURLY WURLY'~! HAHAHAHAHAHA! CURLY WURLY OLD MAN! HAHAHAHA!" Naruto doubled over laughing, falling to the floor. Unable to breath through the laughter. Kakashi started to laugh also, Iruka looked at his adopted Nephew in horror. 'Curly Wurly's' eyes only widened and then he looked stunned. Iruka rushed forwards and grabbed Naruto's ear, pulling sharply.

"Naruto Uzumaki! Don't be so rude!" The words were lost however when naruto couldn't stop laughing.

"When your mother first met me, her reaction was exactly the same!" Naruto's laughter stopped immediately. He got up and looked at the old man shocked. The only thing the old man did was smile happily.


"Teacher is the one who taught your mom everything."

Naruto looked at the pictures in amazement. Kushina was naked riding on a horse. She was beautiful, all the private parts were hidden of course, but she posed royally like a queen staring straight at the one looking at the photo in complete wonder. Another photo showed her smirking. In another she was posing with a naked Iruka. They didn't looked like a couple, but brother ans sister. They were all beautiful. Naruto's jaw dropped in amazement. The best one was when she was on the horse. Naruto felt no disgust seeing his mother's body fully like that, only wonder and awe. It was a huge poster in the living room where they sat.

"This is sister's first cover page for the W magazine. And also one of her stepping stones to being on the top of the modeling world." continued Iruka.

"Ok, as to why I have asked to meet Naruto is this. I've been busy with some stylists for a fashion show called 'The Appearance of the Century'. this show is held specially for a few famous celebrities! And your mother is one of them. You could say this is a tribute to your mother, even though she did not have the chance to be known world wide. But she is still remembered in the stylist's hearts as the Red Hot." Curly said with a kind smile.

"Teacher…. How could you hide this from me?" Naruto looked over at his uncle, to only see tears in his eyes. Snot ran down from his nose, he looked like a little kid. The old man flinched holding up his hands frantically.

"I just wanted it to be a surprize! Please don't cry! Eh, I knew you would react like this."

"... Thank you." Iruka swiped his eyes and nose. Smiling a little, a hand covering a small portion of his face. Long pale arms wrapped around him from behind, hugging Iruka close.

"Baby! Don't cry! Your tears break my heart." Kakashi said happily, as he hugged the younger smaller man. Within seconds Kakashi was lying on the floor with a bloody nose, twitching. Iruka rubbed his fist, it was pink from hitting the silver haired freak. Ignoring the mess on the floor he turned back to The old man.

"Sister would be very honored In heaven." Iruka said sadly.

"i want to give the best to her."He smiled sadly in reply, continueing on. "But I couldn't decide on whom to be the main model for this show. Until Long shang told me about Fei Yi's Da- I mean son…." The little man looked up at Naruto smiling. "Naruto… I think that… There is no better choice than to have you represent your mother in this fashion show."


Granny…. I think… This is a present from mum… Letting me step forwards in her protection…. I think… I want to make her…. Proud….