The Clan Wars
Setting: This omake takes place outside of the normal plot and timeline of the story.
Omake: Ramen
My left eye twitched in agitation and I fidgeted incessantly in discomfort.
"Gaara," I whined, my blue eyes wide desperation.
Gaara turned his raccoon like eyes towards me and stared at me apathetically. He gave no indication that he was willing to alleviate my discomfort. I twitched once again.
Gaara gave me a long suffering stare.
I flinched and twitched as Aki suddenly pounced, appearing out of nowhere. "Naruto-chan," she purred, "it is time for a check-up!" The blood thirsty medic paused and she looked me over. "What is wrong, Naruto-chan?" Aki asked as she observed my twitching form and longing apparent in my wide blue eyes.
When I didn't answer, she turned her gaze towards Gaara and raised an eyebrow in question, clearly demanding an explanation.
"Naruto is going through withdrawals," Gaara stated in a dry tone.
"Withdrawals?"
"Yes!" I declared. "Gaara is the only one who can help, and he hasn't!"
A mischievous glint appeared in Aki's eyes at my declaration. "You should help Naruto-chan, Gaara," she suggested.
"Yeah, Gaara," I whined. "It's been weeks!"
A suggestive smirk spread across Aki's face. "He looks a bit desperate, Gaara. Why don't you sate his need?"
Teal eyes glared at her and Gaara sighed in exasperation. "Fine, Naruto."
"Yeah! Let's go ask Tobirama for noodles!" I cheered in excitement.
"Noodles?" Aki asked in confusion.
"Gaara makes the best ramen! I've been trying to persuade him to make me some for that last couple of days!"
"What exactly did you think Naruto wanted, Aki?" Gaara asked with an eyebrow raised. The Ichibi Jinchuuriki smirked at the light blush that dusted her cheeks.
"Nothing," the Senju medic muttered in poorly concealed disappointment. "What is ramen?" she asked.
My cry of pain and disbelief echoed across the sky. "How can you not know what ramen is? It is the food of gods!"