Hello, and thank you for coming back :D. So, here is the newest chapter of Chibi Jutsu, no duh. I hope you enjoy it. Please review and all that jazz

warning: shonen ai , shota, yaoi and perhaps the mention of an erection... :D

I do not own Naruto series/manga, but the day I do I'll get Iruka more show time.

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Just like clockwork Sakura arrived at precisely five in the afternoon.

"Hello Haruno-san." Naruto smiled innocently.

"Naruto stop it. Just come over. I already cleaned out the kitchen and I even bought you two some ramen." Sakura smiled kindly and waited patiently as she offered her peace.

"We'll be there in five minutes." Naruto closed the door on her and turned to do a little victory dance towards Tori.

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"Told ya." Naruto continued his butt shaking boogie. He pulled Tori up by the hand from his seat and made him join in with a twist move of his own.

Neji finally stopped his erratic, amature dancing and caught his breath.."I think we should pack the groceries then."

"Aw, but I was having fun!" Naruto grinned, grabbed Tori's hand and spun him once before heading towards the kitchen.

"Naru-chan you can't dance to save your life!" Neji quickly made his way to kitchen and started searching for a bag to help Naruto carry the ingredients over to Sakura's house.

Naruto scoffed. "Yeah, you're one to talk, twinkle toes."

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"Hey you guys." Sakura took the bag from Tori's hands and invited them in. "Lee came over to help put out the fire."

"What fire?" Naruto set down his two bags on the counter and was already eyeing the ramen bowls hungrily.

"The one you will inevitably start." Sakura wasted no time in pointing Tori to the table and serving up drinks like a good host.

"That's not fair Sakura-chan! I don't always start a fire." Naruto attempted to look sullen, but the aroma wafting through the room was hard to ignore, so instead he grinned.

"Naru-chan, you set fire to those fries just last week." Tori-chan snapped apart his chopsticks and realized he was developing a taste for Ichiraku's ramen.

"Naruto did you take down the sign I put up for you?" Sakura took a seat next to Lee and offered to refill his glass.

"What sign?" Tori reached out for his juice.

"Water and hot oil don't mix." Naruto recited with Sakura at the same time.

This set off a round of laughter and so began the night.

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"Well, you boys have fun in the kitchen. We'll be watching a movie in the living room. If you make anything edible we won't mind test tasting." Sakura took Lee by the hand and lead him into the next room.

"What are we making Tori-chan?" Naruto was already leaning on the counter and staring at the specks on the ceiling.

"We'll start with a simple miso soup." Tori began ordering the ingredients by their use in the recipe.

"I know how to make it. Next!" Naruto turned on all the dials on the stove to their highest setting.

"Tell me then." Neji crossed his arms and waited patiently.

"Well, you boil some water then stir in a 'glop' of miso paste. Easy." Naruto was boiling water and heating oil without purpose.

"Naruto please." Neji walked up, turned off the stove and removed all the pots.

"You called me Naruto."

"Because this is how you set fires." Neji took a deep breath and finally realized he'd have to call upon that unfallable Hyuga patience.

"You're with her now aren't you?" Naruto glared at Tori then launched a tickle attack.

"Not in the kitchen!" Neji tried to worm his way away, but Naruto had a tight hold on him from behind. He laughed until he was out of air and red in the face, if not purple. He swung his head back in hopes of knocking Naruto in the face, but that just made his neck a perfect target for a rasberry. "Naru-chan!" Neji pushed back again and this time felt something pushing against his back. His laughter stopped when Naruto's wandering fingers brushed him across the chest and in its place was a gasp that shouldn't have come from a child's lips.

"I'm sorry." Naruto let go quickly while Tori tried to catch his breath. "About, you know the--" Naruto pointed discreetly, at least as discreet as Naruto could be.

"It's okay. I just don't want Sakura to be right about the kitchen." Neji looked down at his own pants. "I'd be a hypocrite if I got after you for that."

"Yeah, well you aren't the adult." Now there was an awkward atmosphere just like last time.

"Naru-chan, grab the bonito flakes." Neji walked up to the stove and started boiling the water Naruto had started heating.

"How many?"

"Two of those little packets." Neji set the heat on medium after the water started to boil.

"Now what?"

"Just dump them in the water." Naruto was about to grab a spoon. "Don't stir!"

"Okay, okay you kitchen nazi." Naruto smelled the flakes and found the smell wasn't too bad.

"So, now we wait."

"How long?"

"Until it boils again."

"Three minutes?" Naruto looked hopeful.

"No."

"Oh."

"You do get to wait three minutes after it boils and we turn it off though." Neji tried to smile, but Naruto only seemed put off by the mention of the three minutes.

-- A pot of dashi later --

"Naruto pour that through a strainer while I pull the miso out from the fridge."

"Hai!" 1 Naruto was leaning comfortably on the ledge of the cabinets soon after the order was given.

"Okay now we mix the --" Neji looked around the kitchen quickly. "Naruto, where's the dashi?"

"The what now?" Naruto started looking around too. "This?" He lifted a bowl which was full of wet bonito flakes.

"No, that's trash. I mean the liquid you strained for us."

"Oh, that." Naruto grinned and rubbed the back of his head while he waited for the coming explosion.

"Did you dump the stock?" Neji's eyebrow was twitching, it must have been.

"Did we need it?" Naruto just smiled again while he set a new pot to boil with new flakes.

-- Another pot of dashi later --

"Naruto pour the liquid through a strainer and let the liquid collect into this pot." He shook said pot for emphasis. "Do not discard, throw, dump or get rid of it in the sink, trash can, or out the window. Do not drink the liquid. Do not--"

"I got it, chibi." 2 Naruto didn't like this bossy Tori, not too much. At least not in the kitchen.

"Chibi?"

"That's right." Naruto collected said liquid and set it on the stove.

"Now we will mix the miso paste with a little bit of hot water." Neji handed Naruto a cup with the measured miso in it and water. "Stir."

"Now what?"

"Just add it to the heating dashi."

"Can I stir this one?" Naruto was holding onto two spoons, one in each hand.

"Sure."

-- Taste Test --

"This is great. Tori-kun you are a great teacher if you managed to get Naruto to make this!" Sakura took a second bowl with extra tofu, while Lee was on his third.

"I don't see how it's any different from the way I make it." Naruto looked down and saw the smirk on Tori's face. "Fine, It's a lot better." Then Tori smiled at him and that alone was worth admiting he was wrong.

Sakura took Tori to the guest room where he had left one of Naruto's shirt. While they were gone Lee started waving a box in front of Naruto's face.

"What?" Naruto stopped his hand and stared at the cover. It was a new romantic comedy called Formula 17. 3 "Are we watching this?"

Lee looked embarrassed, but shrugged anyways.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Lee's eyes burned with the fire of youth!

"Is this another one of your punishments?" Naruto raised an eyebrow and waited.

Lee nodded then smiled. Before the tears of manlihood began Naruto interrupted.

"I don't know if this is appropriate for Tori to watch." Naruto returned the movie with the cover facing towards Lee's chest.

"To watch what?" Sakura came over to the sit with them in the living room.

"A movie." Naruto covered Tori's ears with his palms. "Formula 17."

"Oh, that." Naruto released Tori's ears. "Well, I think it's funny and cute. It really shows that true love prevails even between--" Naruto quickly clasped his hands tightly around Tori's head and he heard nothing more.

Tori rubbed at his head. It was starting to hurt from those two sudden hits.

"Naruto at Tori's age you had invented" There were those sweaty palms over his ears again. "Harem no Jutsu and Sexy no Jutsu." Then they were removed.

"Stop it Naru-chan." It was such a tiny voice that Neji himself didn't believe it was his.

"I'm sorry Tori-chan."

"Just watch the movie. I already saw it anyways." Neji leaned back on the sofa and crossed his leg. "I also saw you use Sexy no Jutsu on Kakashi-sensei when he came over to ask about his lost book."

"Why are you so observant?" Naruto rubbed the top of Tori's head affectionately.

'Because I like watching you.' was left unsaid. Neji leaned into Naruto's side while Lee slipped in the movie and Sakura dimmed the lights.

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"You two should come over next sunday too. I'll teach you how to make--"

"Today is sunday?" Naruto was staring wide eyed at Sakura.

"Yes. It's sunday the 17th of--"

"Shit." Naruto closed his eyes then spun around to check the living room clock. It was already near midnight.

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A/N: I just wanted to say that I hope you were having just as much fun as Naruto was, and also forgot that he had a date on Sunday with Kushii.

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1 Hai- yes, yes sir and in this instance Naruto is answering really short as if speaking to a superior.

2 Chibi- shorty, short, midget... all of those, but I do believe that chibi has evolved into something less harsh in the anime world. It really is how I meant to use it. More of a "shorty" than a "midget" reference really.

3 Formula 17 - Is an awesome movie first of all. The central theme of the story is finding true love and it is presented in a very funny way! This movie is great. I recommend you all watch it at least once. You can find it in various places one of them is aarinfantasy.

Note: for the miso soup, those are actually real directions for it. If you so desire to make a pot here are the measurements.
2 tbl spoons white miso paste
1 tbl spoon hot water (to mix with the miso paste)
4oz firm tofu, drained and cut into cubes
4 snowpeas, trimmed and sliced (which I usually replace with green onion)

Dashi is made with these measurements
4 cups water (32fl oz/1 L)
2 cups (1/2oz/15 g) dried bonito flakes, loosely packed

measurements/recipe from my favorite sushi book titled "Sushi" by Vicki Liley