Author's Note: Hmm, I'm not sure how many chapters this story would have yet. I'm just going with the flow – I'll just make them do the tasks I have in mind. LOL, what I like about this fic is that you don't really have a deep plot to think about…just random tasks they have to do xD
Oh and there would absolutely be no yaoi/yuri in this fic. As much as I respect it, I don't bother to read – much less write these kinds of stories. -cringes- But yes, I enjoy making this race a living hell for Shino. I never realized that writing hilarious scenes with him and Lee would be so much fun xD
Oh and I made a deviantart account: xGabbehx. The link is in my profile. Just click the homepage url near my penname at the top of the page. Heh, still a beginner with that so please comment :P
Race
of Romance
Chapter 4: Perverted Problems
"So here's your camera!" A guy, about the age of twenty said happily. Tenten glared at his smiling face. She instantly grabbed the camera and walked away. Neji followed her with his hands in his pockets.
He smirked, listening to Tenten's babbling. "Did you see his smiling face?! I bet he's also a pervert and works for Jiraya-sama! How can he even be a Sannin? If he wasn't, I might as well have stick shoved up his ass!"
"At least we would be able to train…" Neji said. Tenten looked at him, dumbfounded. "Train?! You call this training?!" She shouted angrily. He rolled his eyes. "You aren't thinking." He pointed out. Her frown deepened.
"Why do we have to think when all we have to do is to click, click and what else? Oh yeah…click." She said with disgust laced in her tone. "There's another way that you aren't taking into consideration." He stated.
She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot impatiently on the floor. "Oh and what is that, oh great and intelligent Neji? Please do tell." She said sarcastically. He sighed.
"Obviously, Tsunade-sama wouldn't let us go through with this if it didn't help us with the arts of a ninja." He stated. She snorted. "Right now, it just seems to me like we're harnessing the ways of a sick pervert." She said.
"That's why…you aren't thinking deeper." He continued. She looked at him with an eyebrow raised, silently telling him to continue. "So, I'm implying that this task can be done a lot easier if we used jutsus or any of the sort."
She then smirked. "Genjutsu?" She suggested. He smirked back at her. "Took you long enough." She punched him on the arm playfully. "Sorry for weighing you down Mr-I'm-so-smart-and-you're-not." She said.
"…"
"You know, you're supposed to be denying what I said like normal people." She said with an eyebrow raised. His smirk only widened as she glared at him. She could tell what he wanted to say by simply reading his damn gorgeous face.
Why deny a fact?
I.Cannot.Stand.This.Damn.It.All.To.Hell.
Who ever thought Aburame Shino had quite a few colorful words inside his head? But, it seemed as though anyone in the right mind would be thinking what he is now…if they were in a similar situation that is.
He stared. And stared more…
There it was. The place he had to stay in for one whole night. And how long is that?! So many damn ficken hours. He looked disgustedly as Lee tossed his very, very green bag on the bed.
Squeak. Squeak.
Maybe the bed squeaked because of the bag's weight…Yeah that was it.
On closer inspection though, Shino looked at the railings and the physical condition of the furniture. It looked quite brand new. The only logical reason he could think of why it was squeaking because of Lee's bag – which wasn't so heavy, mind you - was because…
Don't tell me…Shit. Damn. It. All.
Yes, Shino could think up very colorful words when pissed. Who could blame him? He had to sleep with Lee on the bed one whole night – Lee! Of all people! And this other realization…
They had better cleaned this bed thoroughly and changed the mattress.
"Naruto-kun, would you tell me what it says on the scroll now?" Hinata asked, looking at a blushing Naruto skeptically. His head snapped up and looked at her. She raised and eyebrow. Naruto was acting really weird lately…ever since he read the scroll…
"Wha? Oh nothing important Hinata-chan! Haha; nothing at all!" Naruto said, scratching the back of his head. A wide grin was plastered on his face. Nonetheless, Hinata saw him sweat drop. That wasn't a good sign.
"Tell me Naruto-kun." The Hyuuga Heiress said more firmly. "Why would I tell you if there's nothing to say!" He continued grinning like a Cheshire cat, all the while gripping the scroll more tightly in his pocket.
This was bad. The thought of what Hinata's reaction would be was haunting his mind…and none of those were positive…not in the least. In addition to that, he didn't want to face her father's wrath. The thoughts of what he told him before they left made him cringe.
"Remember that Naruto-san. Let my daughter get hurt in any way and I will personally deal with you. You got that? I don't care if you're in the running to be the next Hokage. Let her get tainted…and you have to face me."
Naruto bit his lip scarily as another memory came to mind. It was when he so carelessly splattered a bowl of Ramen on her dad's yukata. Mental note: Never ever get to his bad side… He looked over at a pleading Hinata.
No way…
"Haha Hinata-chan stop that! I know that it works when Sakura-chan does it to Sasuke-teme but it certainly won't work on me!" He said, a slight hint of fear in his voice. She grinned, hearing it.
"But Naruto-kun…" She continued pouting nonetheless, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. "Ha ha! Very funny Hinata-chan but-"
"Mou…" Hinata purred. She was smiling inside, remembering what Sakura taught her. She made a mental note to thank the pink-haired kunoichi later. But for now…
A scroll was placed in front of her. She smiled at Naruto and took it from his grasp gently. "Thank you, Naruto-kun!" She beamed at him. He put on a small smile. "But Hinata-chan, it has umm…stuff. So please don't fain-"
"Hinata-chan!"
Naruto held her by her waist and shoulders before she touched the ground. He sighed.
"I knew this was a bad idea."
"Okay, how much farther?" Sakura asked. "We're near. About five minutes from now we'll be there. She smiled. "Finally! I just want to get this over and done with." She said as Sasuke agreed silently.
They reached a clearing and there was a distinctive building not far away. Sakura's eyebrows twitched. "I guess it's there…" She said. They started walking closer to it, then…
Halt.
'Sakura Hot Springs.'
Sasuke's Sharingan flared instantly and Sakura's face paled. The 'camera guy' saw the couple and decided to welcome them inside.
Big mistake.
He went closer…and even closer. He took in Sakura's features – She wore a red sleeveless top, white mini skirt with slits at its sides and black leggings that reached inches above her knees. And damn, did it show off her curves.
The man grinned suggestively at Sakura whose face was getting paler by the second. He walked closer to her and put his hand around her waist. "Hey babe. Want to come with me to the hot springs?" He asked seductively.
An even bigger mistake…
Camera man…get ready for Sasuke's own version of hell.
"Okay, I guess it's safe to do it here." Shikamaru said. Ino nodded, starting to perform hand seals. "Tell me why I have to be the one to do the jutsu again?" She asked, slightly irritated. She remembered the conversation she had with the pineapple-haired man earlier.
He said she would be performing the genjutsu and he would be the one taking the pictures. It was slightly annoying her to no end when she thought he only wanted to take the pictures to actually look at what was…well, in front of him.
She sighed, continuing to act like a non-suspecting woman in the 'hot springs' and shook her thoughts away. She knew Shikamaru…he wasn't that type of guy. She thought that the only pictures he would be glad to take were one that involved clouds…
Evidently, her thoughts were wrong. Shikamaru smirked, having devised his own very, very strategic and full-proof plan. Sure, he was a genius when it came to missions and creating strategies…but in this situation – only one logical option popped in his head.
He grunted. This better work. He thought.
If there was a team with a genius, it seemed that there was one…without any. Too bad.
"Ouch! That was my toe!" Kiba yelled frustratingly. "Well it was your fault for staying in MY spot." Chouji pointed out. The dog boy glared at him. Only one thing ran in his head.
Why, oh why was I paired up with such a fat person!
He grunted, making himself comfortable – all the while hiding inside the bush unseen. It was quite hard. He raised an eyebrow, looking at all the heavenly space Chouji was occupying. Hell, the fat boy's taking more than three fourths of the free space! His mind screamed.
Akamaru barked, signaling that there was someone approaching the spring. They immediately became silent, masked their chakra, and watched as a woman, covered only in a towel came inside. She had long brown hair and a curvy figure.
Perfect.
Kiba immediately took out the camera and already started clicking away without thinking. Although they could see her body, her face was quite unseen – mainly because she didn't look their way and turned her back on them.
Her towel…ever so slowly…
Chouji could feel a nosebleed coming. "Hurry up and get those pictures already Kiba!" He whispered in Kiba's ear frantically. The dog boy wasn't doing so well himself. It was probably because he was the one actually taking the photos.
He turned to Chouji, obviously annoyed. "You aren't even helping. Close your eyes and it makes no difference!" He hissed, making sure that the woman couldn't hear him. Chouji blushed.
Oh…Right.
The woman turned slightly sideways, giving them a better view of her pretty face. Kiba smirked. We better get a lot of points for this. He thought. He stopped clicking and looked at Chouji. "All done." He said, waving the camera in front of his face happily. He raised an eyebrow at the fat boy's facial expression.
"Hey are you okay?" He asked uncertainly. "Uhh…Kiba. Did you ever see Tenten without her hair in two buns?" Chouji asked, his voice wavering. Kiba looked up thoughtfully. "No…" Then his eyes snapped open, looking at the woman before them with wide eyes.
Don't tell me…
"Who the fuck are you guys taking pictures of?"
Kiba, Akamaru and Chouji looked up and came face to face with a very, very suspicious and annoyed looking Neji.
Oh shit.
"Uhh…Sasuke, I think you should stop now…" Sakura said uncertainly, cringing at the sight before her. "Hn." The Uchiha replied, glaring at the man one last time. "Let's just go." She said, pulling on his arm.
"You.Touch.Her.Again.And.Die." He said darkly to the almost unconscious man on the floor. He whimpered. "Che. Stupid." Sasuke said, walking away. Sakura sighed, already holding the camera.
The man would obviously be incapable of giving it to them later. She turned her head and glared at Sasuke. "You didn't have to be that harsh, you know." She said. His eyes only narrowed. "He deserved it."
"Right." She answered sarcastically as she opened the door to their room. "Hn." Sasuke replied, tossing his bag on the bed.
Squeak. Squeak.
"No way…" Sakura murmured, staring at the bed with wide eyes. She realized what Shino did earlier. "What did you expect?" He lazily asked, looking at her. She gaped at him. "I'm not possibly sleeping at that…that thing, where people did you know what on!"
She pointed an accusing finger at the innocent piece of furniture. Hah, innocent my ass. Sasuke sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You have to unless you want to sleep on the floor." He stated.
Her glare darkened. "I have a packed sleeping bag just in case, thank you very much!" She exclaimed. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "It's going to be uncomfortable and-"
"Don't forget I've slept on this thing on missions before. It's definitely okay." She added, smirking. He smirked right back at her and continued what he was saying before she so rudely interrupted him.
"And, it's not like we're not going to do something simila-"
"What?!" Sakura screamed, blushing. He raised an eyebrow. "What's so wrong about that." He pointed out. "W-well…you k-know Jiraiya-sama. There c-could be c-camera's or s-something!" She said, cursing herself for stuttering.
Sasuke smirked wider, walking closer to her. Soon, she could feel his breath on her face. "Tsk, tsk. Don't forget I'm an Uchiha. And I didn't see any cameras in this particular room." He said near her ear.
She shivered. "But-"
Again, they were in the same situation as the one they had in the forest. Again, they were in their own world doing…their 'stuff'. And, like before, they were so rudely interrupted by none other than…
BAM!
"Wow! Our room's so big! Don't you think so too, Hina-Ohhh…" The loudmouth finally stopped yelling and stared at the couple before him. He laughed nervously at Sasuke's death glare.
"Haha! Would you look at that! Wrong room…gotta go!" He dashed outside and closed the door. Sakura sighed, tightening her grip on the camera she had in hand. "Let's go and take those pictures."
She stopped when Sasuke pulled her even closer. "There you go again. Come on, we have to take those photos. I bet we have a lot of deductions already because of the stunt you put earlier."
He grunted in response. "Fine. But you owe me." She smirked. "Okay, now. I've been thinking of using a genjutsu. The scroll didn't say anything against it." She stated. He nodded, having thought about this earlier as well.
"Now all you have to do is take the pictures and I'll do the gen-"
"I am not taking pictures of naked women." Sasuke stated monotonously. Shit. I haven't thought of this part yet. His eyes narrowed. Sakura sighed in frustration. "You have to while I do the genjutsu!" she exclaimed impatiently. He glared at her.
"I will not stoop so low as to take pictures of naked women for that pervert's fucking book." He said. She glared at him even harder. "Then you do the genjutsu and I take the pictures." She suggested.
Silence.
"And, I will not stoop even lower as to create images of naked women for that pervert's fucking book." He said. She sighed exasperatedly then smirked, looking up at him. He didn't like that intimidating look she had one bit.
"Do this or you aren't getting any from me…ever."
He froze as her smirk widened.
That hit the spot.
Author's Note: I've decided to keep this story rated T. So far, I have no intention of adding mature scenes - just a mention of them but they won't really be happening (like in the conversation of Sakura and Sasuke). And some lime added too. I'm just not to type to write lemons xD
Also, if you read closely, Sakura and Sasuke never did 'it' yet - maybe something close, but not that far. In this story (and probably any story I'd ever write), they want to do it after they get married. Yeah, because I believe that if you really love someone, you would wait till you get married before doing it...and Sasuke seems sweeter that way :P
Oh and so sorry if there seemed to be too much NejiTen here. I just thought the idea would be good to add in there. I was thinking of doing that with Sakura but hey, it would be pretty obvious with her and her pink hair xD
And please review. I've noticed that at least only about one out of twenty people actually review per chapter. I have about 4350+ hits for this story already -.- That and 78 favs,109 alerts and this being listed on 12 different C2s. Please review, I would really appreciate it ;) Plus, more reviews – the faster I update xD
Till next time.
- Gabbeh
