A Sexy Jutsu
By Mukumuku
Disclaimer:
Naruto not mine. Naruto. Kishimoto-sensei. Sleepy.
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Natsume found herself lost in the crowds. When Yuri said festival, she really meant festival. Natsume closed her eyes. It hurt to realize that this was just an attempt to show off Naota's new wealth. Yuri was nowhere to be seen. Natsume had hoped to wish her well but now she wasn't at the festival.
There were many mini-games where you could win prizes and musicians and food, it was like a festival. There were vendors selling jewelry, food and an assortment of things. Natsume was suddenly awakened by the smell of ramen. She turned her head to see there was no ramen in sight, but she saw something or someone. No. This person was too troublesome to be a person. He had to be a dagger in the back or a rock at the bottom of one's sandal. One had to be wary of his wit.
It was Gaara's father, also a Kazekage.
"Natsume, are you pregnant yet?" Were the first words out of his mouth as usual, he looked at his probable daughter-in-law with interest. Natsume bit her tongue, 'don't kill him, Naruto.' She smiled sweetly, something he usually did not do for the Kazekage.
"They're selling flowers," behind him was a stand in which flowers were indeed being sold. "My wife liked flowers," his face turned into a frown. He sighed, "but you're more of a ninja and a vicious one aren't you." Natsume looked at the flowers, they were nice but they would die easily. She loomed over the bouquets. The Kazekage picked up a white flower that Natsume had never seen before. The Kazekage slipped it in Natsume's hair, behind her ear. "It suits you." Naruto caught her reflection in a pot.
He was a very beautiful woman, wearing a flattering baby blue dress. Blonde hair pooling down her back, blue eyes, lips touched with pink.
"Is this beautiful person. me?"
"Natsume!" Hinata huffed from all her running. She held a camera in her hand. "I have to talk to--" Her eye caught the Kazekage's and she bowed, "Kazekage!" Gaara's father looked proud, like he had scored with a girl. Naruto closed his eyes. Like he even wanted to think about it.
"Hinata Hyuga, I've met your father. So this is little Hinata?" Kazekage and Hinata began to fall into a deep conversation as Naruto slipped away, thinking of what he saw in herself.
"So Hinata." He took a look at the Camera in Hinata's hand, "you like to take pictures. I'm a bit of an expert."
"Really?" Hinata shyly took the crook of the Kazekage's arm and Kazekage began to talk of the beautiful Sand Village's starry night in dire need of photography.
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Gaara was racing through the empty parts of the village. He had been called on last minute duties and hurried on his way to meet Naruto. He had sent ahead for a bottle of wine and tonight he was going to do it.
He was ready. He had a ring for a long time but he never had the nerve to ask him.
He was going to tell Naruto that he loved him and ask Naruto to marry him.
"No. He insisted. Natsume." Gaara breathed in. He wasn't ready, he felt like freaking out. He began to run down to where he deemed was the quickest route to when he was stopped by construction. "Damn, prospering village."
He had to take a detour small detour, but that was okay.
A shadowy figure on the rooftop watched him race by and yawned, "interesting."
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Sasuke was searching for Natsume from under his disguise. There was no other way to fight his pursuers off and get to Natsume before Gaara.
No one would ever suspect it was Sasuke for sure.
"That's a pretty ugly disguise," Sasuke stopped in his tracks.
His eyes widened, Sasuke was dressed as a very ugly old woman.
He turned around to face Morimoto, the academy instructor.
"What's he doing here," he went to approach him when he noticed that it was not him he was talking to, but to another man: Teguchi. He recognized them both.
They both were there when he attempted to kill Gaara.
Morimoto was a huge man, twice the height and girth of Teguchi. The pathetic Teguchi was dressed as a hooker, and poorly at that. You could tell he was a man, but it sure looked like he was in denial with his makeup smudged glasses and violent violet eyeliner. "You don't know me, how can you judge me."
Morimoto chuckled at Teguchi's poorly applied lipstick, "I agree!"
Teguchi parted his legs and pointed his frilly pink fan at his friend. "Morimoto! Aren't you supposed to be with Rikka?"
Sasuke nodded, he remembered Rikka and her imported octopus clearly.
"I'd rather be with you," Morimoto's face was etched with the seriousness of a warrior.
Teguchi was angry. "How do you know if I want to be with you?"
"I don't." Morimoto offered an intimate thought to Teguchi, "Do you?"
"Maybe. What do you think?!" Teguchi snapped back annoyed; his friend had a hurt expression on his face.
Morimoto sighed. Teguchi was a beautiful puzzle to him. "If only I knew, Teguchi." Morimoto shook his head, "I wish I did."
Teguchi took a step back and looked at the sky. "You should be with Rikka." He stopped mid sentence. "Where is Rikka?" Morimoto shrugged in return.
Teguchi started to get bored.
Morimoto spoke in a serious voice. "I don't care about Rikka. Rikka is a great girl. I just don't want to waste my life with Rikka."
The shorter man looked for an excuse, "but. It'll be better if you do."
"I don't think so or is it just better for me to go away! How would you know?" Morimoto ran his hand through his hair, the sweat trickling down his face.
"Don't you care about what other people think of you?" Morimoto looked at Teguchi for a long while.
"I don't care about them!" Morimoto flung his arms into the air in a rage. "They all have stupid. Backwards." He was not good at this, searching for what he wanted to say. But still Teguchi was hanging onto his every word. He couldn't mess up. Or else he'd lose him. "--Narrow minded thoughts if they think that I shouldn't..." He touched his heart, grasping for the right sentence. "If they judged us for what we are but not who we are then I don't give a shit about them!"
Morimoto's face was red. It wasn't something easily said, like waiting underwater for a chance to step onto an iceberg to cross over to land. I would take a long time, a lot of self-suffering and work to get the word to Teguchi, the object of his emotions.
His someone that he had been separated from for a long time.
Morimoto looked a Teguchi, who in turned embraced Morimoto. Both of them were just discovering the truth behind the norm and what they had always wanted.
Each other.
"I only want to be with you!" His words echoed, he couldn't say it any easier. He thought of his masculine reputation, 'it came out all sappy, like those romance novels Rikka reads. I feel so ashamed.'
Teguchi looked up at Morimoto's face. "Really?"
Morimoto nodded.
Sasuke wished at that moment he were not the great Hokage, that he was the honest Morimoto. He watched as Teguchi and Morimoto disappeared into the distance. Ready to enjoy the rest of the night together.
It was a small step, but they would share a road together of many miles of hardship, but in the end they would be happy.
"I'm glad those two ended up together," Sasuke jumped. Rikka was standing beside him, amused. "Really. All for me, they should have been more greedy." She tugged the Sasuke's arm to the festivities. "Grandma, you shouldn't be walking outside alone like this."
Sasuke looked at the red haired woman. He shook his head, "that's all right. An old fool like myself should be wandering home. Thank you for your kindness," he said in an aged, shaky voice.
Rikka placed a hand at her side and cocked her head. "Really? You want me to walk you home?"
He hesitated and said finally, "no." He raised his hands up in objection, "no. I'd. Rather walk alone."
She gave the old woman an odd look, before deciding to walk away. "Good night, grandma."
Sasuke smiled, why was he always treated with such kindness. It sickened him. Back then he would.
"I'll make the best of one."
He pulled off his disguise and searched for a place to intake some alcohol.
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Neji and Kankuro were drinking heavily. How she got to be cornered by the two was beyond her thinking right now. Kankuro was grabbing Neji to help him stand. He raised his glass in the air, "a toast! To Naota! You rich, rich bastard!"
A man from the back cheered as well, "I wish I were rich like that bastard Naota! Right Naota!"
"I wish I were as." Naota mumbled incoherently, he mentioned something off topic like the import of octopus and shouted, "like Kankuro!" He clinked his glass against Kankuro's and everyone shouted in agreement.
"Yeah! Kankuro!" Neji shouted, loosing him balance and knocking Kankuro over.
"Kankuro!" The men began to shout all riled up. "Yeah! Get some of that pretty girl Neji."
"Neji's not a girl. He's a sexy woman!" Everyone cheered and drank to Neji's "apparent" womanliness.
Many men were offering her a drink, but Natsume told them that she was Gaara's and they immediately shut up. The village's brewer came around with a more beverages and stopped at Natsume's table.
"Gaara's is not here and nor was he at home, so if you have the time." He held a bottle of the village's most finest, expensive wine in his grasps. Had Gaara arranged for something special as well? The brewer called Natsume's attention back, "please bring this to him, he wanted to share it with you tonight but it doesn't look like he is coming."
Naruto stood up accepted the bottle with both hands. Tonight.
'Tonight. I wanted to be surrounded by Gaara. I wanted Gaara.'
Natsume headed for her house, unhappy that she was alone.
"Let's play a game," suggested a man lying on the ground.
"SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Kankuro raised the bottle like a torch.
A barmaid yanked the glass out of the man's hand. "No spin the bottle for you men. I just don't want to see two old grandpas kissing." She smiled at the men who had lost their source of fun, "why don't you all go play a safer game."
"TRUTH OR DARE!"
"Yeah!" And everyone knew that no barmaid could ever take truth or dare away.
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Sasuke picked up his bottle, looking into it not noticing Natsume pass him by. He sat in the corner of the bar nearest the street, opening a bottle of beer.
"One drink will ease my suffering."
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"Building.
In.
Construction??? Damn it all?!"
Gaara was loosing his patience. He kicked the sign.
Then he picked it back up and looked for another short cut.
The shadow chased after him, cackling to itself.
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"Wow, Kazekage! This view is amazing!" Hinata looked down from her height at all the lit homes. People dancing, drinking, meeting. "This is a great view, I feel so big." She giggled, then she remembered. She lost Natsume Aya . Or more the known name, Naruto.
"What's wrong, baby?" Hinata jumped.
The Kazekage laughed.
It was a lively sound from his throat, a change from the serious face his shared with his children.
"What's so funny?" She shook the Kazekage, tears rolling down his face from his hard laughter.
He leaned over holding his stomach. It ached from all his laughter, "your face! It was so cute! You were utterly horrified." He composed himself, returning to his old scowl, "what's the matter? Can't handle a man as old as your daddy? I'll drop all the bad slang." He wiped away his tears.
Hinata blushed, 'the Kazekage is making fun of me' She stomped and shouted, she wasn't really good at expressing her feelings out right and stuttered at first. "It's. It's not funny! You scared me?!"
"What's wrong?" The happy, fun atmosphere had suddenly changed. It had suddenly become very hot and thick with.
The Kazekage glomped the female Jounen much to her surprise. "Can't handle the fact you're being seduced by a Kazekage?"
"You're as old as my dad!" Hinata shouted at the Kazekage angrily, flailing her arms but the closest escape route was to plummet to her death.
He raised a brow, a feature his son Gaara lacked. "And?"
"It's wrong!" The Kazekage's glomp grew tighter.
He chuckled, "you're forgetting."
"What?" Hinata asked warily. Her father should have warned her of this man.
She gulped.
He kissed her cheek affectionately. "I have no morals." Hinata's world fell from the sky and crushed her head. Her brain swirled and cuckoo birds danced the mambo around her head. "Do you know what this place is?" He asked, his hand positioned as if he had a small gift in his palm.
Hinata looked around.
She saw nothing, but heard giggling.
"N-no." She shook her head.
"It's a place where young couples make out," the Kazekage brought Hinata to a bench to sit down, arm around her shoulders and waved the steam from her ears. 'This is too easy."
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Natsume leaned against the door of her house.
She put the wine bottle on the porch and reached into her pocket. She began to open the door when he heard a crack of his whip from the guestroom in his house.
"That's strange? Who's home?" Natsume used his Jounen skills to scale the wall and look through the window.
Kakashi. Decked out in the domanatrix wear that the previous owner had left in her house, except there were two different things..
Kakashi was a woman, a large breasted woman. And was wearing pink lingerie. On his face he wore a weird domanatix thing Naruto had hid, but apparently now it was found. It had small slits for eyes and a zipper over the mouth. Kakashi had edited it slightly so his short, white, messy hair was now longer and could pool down from the top to his shoulders.
Kakashi raised his whip over his head.
Iruka was gagged. Arms and legs tied to the bedposts of a blood red, Victorian bed.
Not that he was struggling or anything.
Natsume fell from her position on the wall.
"What that?" Iruka said, finally freed from the gag on his mouth.
"What was that, you said?" Kakashi's eye glinted evilly.
Iruka trembled from his place on the bed.
Kakashi crawled onto the bed like a predator, cape trailing behind him, "what did I say to say when you speak?" Kakashi began to gleefully strip his lover down, ripping his clothes to shreds.
"I'm sorry! Mistress Kakash----"
Natsume didn't know if it was a howl of pleasure or pain, but it came from Iruka.
He knew he should have changed the theme rooms. No one would ever suspect the Victorian theme room or the little girl room to be sexual at all. He walked away thankful they never saw the hospital theme room in the basement.
He really didn't want to sleep in his house tonight, "I guess I'll give Gaara his wine now."
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Sasuke was drinking heavily. He couldn't find Natsume on the street and by his second drink he had given up. Unfortunately his second drink got him drunk.
"Sasuke!" Sakura forced the drunken Hokage to stand up, "what are you doing? Drinking like that?" Lee and Sakura were having one of the best dates up till now. Sakura called Lee to assist her in carrying Sasuke out of the party central. The festivities were heating up and everyone began to dance in the streets.
"Where are we going to take him?" Rock Lee asked, pulling Sasuke to a standing position.
Sakura shook her head. "Gaara's house, he's not here so I'd hope he's at home. We'll call Temari, she at the kareoke section. I'll ask her to take us there."
Another thing ruined by Sasuke, his eternal rival in love.
Lee frowned. He himself hadn't changed much. If anything he had gotten taller and his looks had not improved at all. Sasuke on the other hand had grown more handsome, yet remained beautiful though stress and toil showed on his unhappy face. Sasuke had grown taller as well, his hair slightly longer. It made him feel bad holding such a beauty. To be compared to Sasuke as they walked down the street. Women questioning if Sasuke was dating HIS fiancée. "Sakura. I."
"What is it Lee." Sakura cocked her head, she was as beautiful as the day he met her. It stopped his heart and he babbled to get it going. Sakura giggled, balancing Sasuke into a good position, and gave Lee a peck on the cheek.
"Why did you fall for me?" Lee finally asked, "when you could have had Sasuke here?"
Sakura put on a scowl. "Look at him now? Sasuke's a great man but he has his heart set on another person." She tried to inch closer to Lee, despite the intervening Sasuke. "Besides. He's more like a little brother."
Lee's eyebrows rose, "what am I like?"
Sakura pushed forward, Sasuke's rank making it easier for her to scout the area. "Hmmm. I can't really put the right words together." Sakura breathed in a sexy voice, "sex slave."
That made Lee drop the drunken Sasuke on the ground with a plop, a strangled cream crawling from his throat.
Temari bounced on the stage, "Sakura! Sakura's fiancee! Why is the Hokage looking dead on the ground!"
Sasuke flopped like a dead fish unable to stand. "I'm going to kill you tomorrow, Lee," Sasuke grumbled.
Lee gasped and inched away from Sasuke's prone body invoking laughs from Sakura and Temari.
Sakura moved towards Sasuke to pick him up but was stopped by Temari's voice. "Hey! Stop in your tracks, Sakura. We'll get Kankuro and Neji to put Sasuke away. We gotta have fun tonight. Besides. Neji and Kankuro are so drunk they'll do anything." Temari leapt offstage and searched herself for two keys.
"Oh. That's good." Sakura took the key for Gaara and Naruto's house and turned to her helpers. "EEEK! Neji! Kankuro!" The two were dancing together, arms flailing and hitting other dancers. The other drunken men had joined them after seeing the two and soon there was a crowd of drunk, dancing men.
Hinata began to take pictures of the dancing fools as Temari gawked at the angles her father demanded.
But there was one this for sure. They were going to make some pretty good pictures.
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Gaara glared into the sign.
Detour. Detour.
Tons of detours, his eyes pulsated.
He was going to kill something. A small cat would be a gift. A small crook, a blessing.
He turned his head to some thrashing behind a fence. He sure hoped it was a crook as he boosted himself up enough height to see over the fence.
Two genin fighting. Two pathetic genin in a pathetic fistfight. He shook his head. He might as well have gone home.
"Say you love me," the boy raised his fist as a threat and shouted in a French accented voice. "Say it!"
The other boy looked up and wiped the blood from his mouth, "I'll never say it in public." His eyes narrowed in hatred, "because I'm too proud. But you knew that. Didn't you?"
Gaara blinked. Did he hear right?
The French boy turned around and began to walk away, "fine then, Jin Kazuma. I'm leaving. Go masturbate by yourself." Sand flew from his heels and settled. The black haired boy had tackled the boy down, pinning him to the dirt and sand road.
Gaara waited to watch what would happen next, Jin leaned over his unspoken love and kissed him on the lips. "Go to hell," the boy head butted him off, blood splaying and dripping from the impact. "You should have had a better grip, Mon ami."
Jin licked the blood that dripped down his face; he squatted on the ground. He watched with wolf like intent as his probable boyfriend dusted himself off. The blonde boy folded his arms, "who do you think I am? Some whore?" The boy stomped again, sending sand flying around his foot. "Where's the romance, Jin? Where's the part that you say, I love you? You never." Jin used his lightning fast reflexes to envelope the boy in his arms.
"Why do you always make me say it, Jacques?" Jin looked at Jacques. He closed his eyes and sighed, brushing a bang out of Jacques face. He looked into Jacques' blue eyes that he loved dearly, "Even if I have to say it a million times, I love you, Jacques Delacroix."
They shared a small kiss. A kiss more of love than passion, the two must have shared a lot because it showed that it was not good looks alone that had drawn both together. When they separated, Jacques blushed, "where's the passion? I thought you were a great lover?"
"You fool," Jin shouted. "There's already too much passion spewing from your mouth." Jin's voice changed into a serious tone. "Why do you keep worrying that I've stopped loving you?"
Jacques shook his head, "Mon ami. It's just that our love is so out of the ordinary. I want to know that you love me?" Curls bobbed up and down as he shook his head, "I want to know if you're--"
Jin grabbed Jacques lips with his fingers. "From now on you will call me by my nick name."
Jacques eyes sparkled, "r-r-really????" He breathed in and out rapidly with pure excitement.
Jin raised his index finger. "From now on you will call me. Ginseng."
"Ginseng!" Jacques exclaimed, tears rolling down his face, "that's not romantic at all!!!"
"Jacques. Too much passion."
"Sorry," Jacques bowed his head.
Jin dragged his boyfriend to the outskirts of town, "let's go. I know a place where we can see the sun rise."
"Sunrise." Jacques began to cry in joy, "sunrise?" He skipped.
Jin had a broad smile, "see. I'm romantic!" He pointed into the wide sky, "look at that star. Kinda looks like Rikka's mole."
The two voices began to fade out into the night.
"Gaara. Are you peeping?" Gaara fell from his position.
"Ahh." He paused.
An angel. God. Had a plan all along..
He looked up at the face of Natsume Aya as he lay on his back.
"Na-Naruto."
Natsume smiled back, holding out her hand. "Kazekage Gaara."
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Authors Note:
Mukumuku: And so Natsume and Gaara enjoyed the festivities.
Gaara: Actually we got drunk and went home.
Naruto: In the streets, too.
Mukumuku: [Reads script.] And they all had sex in the end of the chapter.
Gaara: Wait! This story isn't done yet!
Naruto: I'm tired.
Gaara: Let's go home, Naruto.
[And so they went home.] .
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[To have sex]
Wait! There's more!
IT'S NOT OVER!
I'm writing more! More passion!
I wrote this in two days!
[Falls asleep standing]
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Natsume found herself lost in the crowds. When Yuri said festival, she really meant festival. Natsume closed her eyes. It hurt to realize that this was just an attempt to show off Naota's new wealth. Yuri was nowhere to be seen. Natsume had hoped to wish her well but now she wasn't at the festival.
There were many mini-games where you could win prizes and musicians and food, it was like a festival. There were vendors selling jewelry, food and an assortment of things. Natsume was suddenly awakened by the smell of ramen. She turned her head to see there was no ramen in sight, but she saw something or someone. No. This person was too troublesome to be a person. He had to be a dagger in the back or a rock at the bottom of one's sandal. One had to be wary of his wit.
It was Gaara's father, also a Kazekage.
"Natsume, are you pregnant yet?" Were the first words out of his mouth as usual, he looked at his probable daughter-in-law with interest. Natsume bit her tongue, 'don't kill him, Naruto.' She smiled sweetly, something he usually did not do for the Kazekage.
"They're selling flowers," behind him was a stand in which flowers were indeed being sold. "My wife liked flowers," his face turned into a frown. He sighed, "but you're more of a ninja and a vicious one aren't you." Natsume looked at the flowers, they were nice but they would die easily. She loomed over the bouquets. The Kazekage picked up a white flower that Natsume had never seen before. The Kazekage slipped it in Natsume's hair, behind her ear. "It suits you." Naruto caught her reflection in a pot.
He was a very beautiful woman, wearing a flattering baby blue dress. Blonde hair pooling down her back, blue eyes, lips touched with pink.
"Is this beautiful person. me?"
"Natsume!" Hinata huffed from all her running. She held a camera in her hand. "I have to talk to--" Her eye caught the Kazekage's and she bowed, "Kazekage!" Gaara's father looked proud, like he had scored with a girl. Naruto closed his eyes. Like he even wanted to think about it.
"Hinata Hyuga, I've met your father. So this is little Hinata?" Kazekage and Hinata began to fall into a deep conversation as Naruto slipped away, thinking of what he saw in herself.
"So Hinata." He took a look at the Camera in Hinata's hand, "you like to take pictures. I'm a bit of an expert."
"Really?" Hinata shyly took the crook of the Kazekage's arm and Kazekage began to talk of the beautiful Sand Village's starry night in dire need of photography.
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Gaara was racing through the empty parts of the village. He had been called on last minute duties and hurried on his way to meet Naruto. He had sent ahead for a bottle of wine and tonight he was going to do it.
He was ready. He had a ring for a long time but he never had the nerve to ask him.
He was going to tell Naruto that he loved him and ask Naruto to marry him.
"No. He insisted. Natsume." Gaara breathed in. He wasn't ready, he felt like freaking out. He began to run down to where he deemed was the quickest route to when he was stopped by construction. "Damn, prospering village."
He had to take a detour small detour, but that was okay.
A shadowy figure on the rooftop watched him race by and yawned, "interesting."
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Sasuke was searching for Natsume from under his disguise. There was no other way to fight his pursuers off and get to Natsume before Gaara.
No one would ever suspect it was Sasuke for sure.
"That's a pretty ugly disguise," Sasuke stopped in his tracks.
His eyes widened, Sasuke was dressed as a very ugly old woman.
He turned around to face Morimoto, the academy instructor.
"What's he doing here," he went to approach him when he noticed that it was not him he was talking to, but to another man: Teguchi. He recognized them both.
They both were there when he attempted to kill Gaara.
Morimoto was a huge man, twice the height and girth of Teguchi. The pathetic Teguchi was dressed as a hooker, and poorly at that. You could tell he was a man, but it sure looked like he was in denial with his makeup smudged glasses and violent violet eyeliner. "You don't know me, how can you judge me."
Morimoto chuckled at Teguchi's poorly applied lipstick, "I agree!"
Teguchi parted his legs and pointed his frilly pink fan at his friend. "Morimoto! Aren't you supposed to be with Rikka?"
Sasuke nodded, he remembered Rikka and her imported octopus clearly.
"I'd rather be with you," Morimoto's face was etched with the seriousness of a warrior.
Teguchi was angry. "How do you know if I want to be with you?"
"I don't." Morimoto offered an intimate thought to Teguchi, "Do you?"
"Maybe. What do you think?!" Teguchi snapped back annoyed; his friend had a hurt expression on his face.
Morimoto sighed. Teguchi was a beautiful puzzle to him. "If only I knew, Teguchi." Morimoto shook his head, "I wish I did."
Teguchi took a step back and looked at the sky. "You should be with Rikka." He stopped mid sentence. "Where is Rikka?" Morimoto shrugged in return.
Teguchi started to get bored.
Morimoto spoke in a serious voice. "I don't care about Rikka. Rikka is a great girl. I just don't want to waste my life with Rikka."
The shorter man looked for an excuse, "but. It'll be better if you do."
"I don't think so or is it just better for me to go away! How would you know?" Morimoto ran his hand through his hair, the sweat trickling down his face.
"Don't you care about what other people think of you?" Morimoto looked at Teguchi for a long while.
"I don't care about them!" Morimoto flung his arms into the air in a rage. "They all have stupid. Backwards." He was not good at this, searching for what he wanted to say. But still Teguchi was hanging onto his every word. He couldn't mess up. Or else he'd lose him. "--Narrow minded thoughts if they think that I shouldn't..." He touched his heart, grasping for the right sentence. "If they judged us for what we are but not who we are then I don't give a shit about them!"
Morimoto's face was red. It wasn't something easily said, like waiting underwater for a chance to step onto an iceberg to cross over to land. I would take a long time, a lot of self-suffering and work to get the word to Teguchi, the object of his emotions.
His someone that he had been separated from for a long time.
Morimoto looked a Teguchi, who in turned embraced Morimoto. Both of them were just discovering the truth behind the norm and what they had always wanted.
Each other.
"I only want to be with you!" His words echoed, he couldn't say it any easier. He thought of his masculine reputation, 'it came out all sappy, like those romance novels Rikka reads. I feel so ashamed.'
Teguchi looked up at Morimoto's face. "Really?"
Morimoto nodded.
Sasuke wished at that moment he were not the great Hokage, that he was the honest Morimoto. He watched as Teguchi and Morimoto disappeared into the distance. Ready to enjoy the rest of the night together.
It was a small step, but they would share a road together of many miles of hardship, but in the end they would be happy.
"I'm glad those two ended up together," Sasuke jumped. Rikka was standing beside him, amused. "Really. All for me, they should have been more greedy." She tugged the Sasuke's arm to the festivities. "Grandma, you shouldn't be walking outside alone like this."
Sasuke looked at the red haired woman. He shook his head, "that's all right. An old fool like myself should be wandering home. Thank you for your kindness," he said in an aged, shaky voice.
Rikka placed a hand at her side and cocked her head. "Really? You want me to walk you home?"
He hesitated and said finally, "no." He raised his hands up in objection, "no. I'd. Rather walk alone."
She gave the old woman an odd look, before deciding to walk away. "Good night, grandma."
Sasuke smiled, why was he always treated with such kindness. It sickened him. Back then he would.
"I'll make the best of one."
He pulled off his disguise and searched for a place to intake some alcohol.
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Neji and Kankuro were drinking heavily. How she got to be cornered by the two was beyond her thinking right now. Kankuro was grabbing Neji to help him stand. He raised his glass in the air, "a toast! To Naota! You rich, rich bastard!"
A man from the back cheered as well, "I wish I were rich like that bastard Naota! Right Naota!"
"I wish I were as." Naota mumbled incoherently, he mentioned something off topic like the import of octopus and shouted, "like Kankuro!" He clinked his glass against Kankuro's and everyone shouted in agreement.
"Yeah! Kankuro!" Neji shouted, loosing him balance and knocking Kankuro over.
"Kankuro!" The men began to shout all riled up. "Yeah! Get some of that pretty girl Neji."
"Neji's not a girl. He's a sexy woman!" Everyone cheered and drank to Neji's "apparent" womanliness.
Many men were offering her a drink, but Natsume told them that she was Gaara's and they immediately shut up. The village's brewer came around with a more beverages and stopped at Natsume's table.
"Gaara's is not here and nor was he at home, so if you have the time." He held a bottle of the village's most finest, expensive wine in his grasps. Had Gaara arranged for something special as well? The brewer called Natsume's attention back, "please bring this to him, he wanted to share it with you tonight but it doesn't look like he is coming."
Naruto stood up accepted the bottle with both hands. Tonight.
'Tonight. I wanted to be surrounded by Gaara. I wanted Gaara.'
Natsume headed for her house, unhappy that she was alone.
"Let's play a game," suggested a man lying on the ground.
"SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Kankuro raised the bottle like a torch.
A barmaid yanked the glass out of the man's hand. "No spin the bottle for you men. I just don't want to see two old grandpas kissing." She smiled at the men who had lost their source of fun, "why don't you all go play a safer game."
"TRUTH OR DARE!"
"Yeah!" And everyone knew that no barmaid could ever take truth or dare away.
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Sasuke picked up his bottle, looking into it not noticing Natsume pass him by. He sat in the corner of the bar nearest the street, opening a bottle of beer.
"One drink will ease my suffering."
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"Building.
In.
Construction??? Damn it all?!"
Gaara was loosing his patience. He kicked the sign.
Then he picked it back up and looked for another short cut.
The shadow chased after him, cackling to itself.
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"Wow, Kazekage! This view is amazing!" Hinata looked down from her height at all the lit homes. People dancing, drinking, meeting. "This is a great view, I feel so big." She giggled, then she remembered. She lost Natsume Aya . Or more the known name, Naruto.
"What's wrong, baby?" Hinata jumped.
The Kazekage laughed.
It was a lively sound from his throat, a change from the serious face his shared with his children.
"What's so funny?" She shook the Kazekage, tears rolling down his face from his hard laughter.
He leaned over holding his stomach. It ached from all his laughter, "your face! It was so cute! You were utterly horrified." He composed himself, returning to his old scowl, "what's the matter? Can't handle a man as old as your daddy? I'll drop all the bad slang." He wiped away his tears.
Hinata blushed, 'the Kazekage is making fun of me' She stomped and shouted, she wasn't really good at expressing her feelings out right and stuttered at first. "It's. It's not funny! You scared me?!"
"What's wrong?" The happy, fun atmosphere had suddenly changed. It had suddenly become very hot and thick with.
The Kazekage glomped the female Jounen much to her surprise. "Can't handle the fact you're being seduced by a Kazekage?"
"You're as old as my dad!" Hinata shouted at the Kazekage angrily, flailing her arms but the closest escape route was to plummet to her death.
He raised a brow, a feature his son Gaara lacked. "And?"
"It's wrong!" The Kazekage's glomp grew tighter.
He chuckled, "you're forgetting."
"What?" Hinata asked warily. Her father should have warned her of this man.
She gulped.
He kissed her cheek affectionately. "I have no morals." Hinata's world fell from the sky and crushed her head. Her brain swirled and cuckoo birds danced the mambo around her head. "Do you know what this place is?" He asked, his hand positioned as if he had a small gift in his palm.
Hinata looked around.
She saw nothing, but heard giggling.
"N-no." She shook her head.
"It's a place where young couples make out," the Kazekage brought Hinata to a bench to sit down, arm around her shoulders and waved the steam from her ears. 'This is too easy."
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Natsume leaned against the door of her house.
She put the wine bottle on the porch and reached into her pocket. She began to open the door when he heard a crack of his whip from the guestroom in his house.
"That's strange? Who's home?" Natsume used his Jounen skills to scale the wall and look through the window.
Kakashi. Decked out in the domanatrix wear that the previous owner had left in her house, except there were two different things..
Kakashi was a woman, a large breasted woman. And was wearing pink lingerie. On his face he wore a weird domanatix thing Naruto had hid, but apparently now it was found. It had small slits for eyes and a zipper over the mouth. Kakashi had edited it slightly so his short, white, messy hair was now longer and could pool down from the top to his shoulders.
Kakashi raised his whip over his head.
Iruka was gagged. Arms and legs tied to the bedposts of a blood red, Victorian bed.
Not that he was struggling or anything.
Natsume fell from her position on the wall.
"What that?" Iruka said, finally freed from the gag on his mouth.
"What was that, you said?" Kakashi's eye glinted evilly.
Iruka trembled from his place on the bed.
Kakashi crawled onto the bed like a predator, cape trailing behind him, "what did I say to say when you speak?" Kakashi began to gleefully strip his lover down, ripping his clothes to shreds.
"I'm sorry! Mistress Kakash----"
Natsume didn't know if it was a howl of pleasure or pain, but it came from Iruka.
He knew he should have changed the theme rooms. No one would ever suspect the Victorian theme room or the little girl room to be sexual at all. He walked away thankful they never saw the hospital theme room in the basement.
He really didn't want to sleep in his house tonight, "I guess I'll give Gaara his wine now."
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Sasuke was drinking heavily. He couldn't find Natsume on the street and by his second drink he had given up. Unfortunately his second drink got him drunk.
"Sasuke!" Sakura forced the drunken Hokage to stand up, "what are you doing? Drinking like that?" Lee and Sakura were having one of the best dates up till now. Sakura called Lee to assist her in carrying Sasuke out of the party central. The festivities were heating up and everyone began to dance in the streets.
"Where are we going to take him?" Rock Lee asked, pulling Sasuke to a standing position.
Sakura shook her head. "Gaara's house, he's not here so I'd hope he's at home. We'll call Temari, she at the kareoke section. I'll ask her to take us there."
Another thing ruined by Sasuke, his eternal rival in love.
Lee frowned. He himself hadn't changed much. If anything he had gotten taller and his looks had not improved at all. Sasuke on the other hand had grown more handsome, yet remained beautiful though stress and toil showed on his unhappy face. Sasuke had grown taller as well, his hair slightly longer. It made him feel bad holding such a beauty. To be compared to Sasuke as they walked down the street. Women questioning if Sasuke was dating HIS fiancée. "Sakura. I."
"What is it Lee." Sakura cocked her head, she was as beautiful as the day he met her. It stopped his heart and he babbled to get it going. Sakura giggled, balancing Sasuke into a good position, and gave Lee a peck on the cheek.
"Why did you fall for me?" Lee finally asked, "when you could have had Sasuke here?"
Sakura put on a scowl. "Look at him now? Sasuke's a great man but he has his heart set on another person." She tried to inch closer to Lee, despite the intervening Sasuke. "Besides. He's more like a little brother."
Lee's eyebrows rose, "what am I like?"
Sakura pushed forward, Sasuke's rank making it easier for her to scout the area. "Hmmm. I can't really put the right words together." Sakura breathed in a sexy voice, "sex slave."
That made Lee drop the drunken Sasuke on the ground with a plop, a strangled cream crawling from his throat.
Temari bounced on the stage, "Sakura! Sakura's fiancee! Why is the Hokage looking dead on the ground!"
Sasuke flopped like a dead fish unable to stand. "I'm going to kill you tomorrow, Lee," Sasuke grumbled.
Lee gasped and inched away from Sasuke's prone body invoking laughs from Sakura and Temari.
Sakura moved towards Sasuke to pick him up but was stopped by Temari's voice. "Hey! Stop in your tracks, Sakura. We'll get Kankuro and Neji to put Sasuke away. We gotta have fun tonight. Besides. Neji and Kankuro are so drunk they'll do anything." Temari leapt offstage and searched herself for two keys.
"Oh. That's good." Sakura took the key for Gaara and Naruto's house and turned to her helpers. "EEEK! Neji! Kankuro!" The two were dancing together, arms flailing and hitting other dancers. The other drunken men had joined them after seeing the two and soon there was a crowd of drunk, dancing men.
Hinata began to take pictures of the dancing fools as Temari gawked at the angles her father demanded.
But there was one this for sure. They were going to make some pretty good pictures.
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Gaara glared into the sign.
Detour. Detour.
Tons of detours, his eyes pulsated.
He was going to kill something. A small cat would be a gift. A small crook, a blessing.
He turned his head to some thrashing behind a fence. He sure hoped it was a crook as he boosted himself up enough height to see over the fence.
Two genin fighting. Two pathetic genin in a pathetic fistfight. He shook his head. He might as well have gone home.
"Say you love me," the boy raised his fist as a threat and shouted in a French accented voice. "Say it!"
The other boy looked up and wiped the blood from his mouth, "I'll never say it in public." His eyes narrowed in hatred, "because I'm too proud. But you knew that. Didn't you?"
Gaara blinked. Did he hear right?
The French boy turned around and began to walk away, "fine then, Jin Kazuma. I'm leaving. Go masturbate by yourself." Sand flew from his heels and settled. The black haired boy had tackled the boy down, pinning him to the dirt and sand road.
Gaara waited to watch what would happen next, Jin leaned over his unspoken love and kissed him on the lips. "Go to hell," the boy head butted him off, blood splaying and dripping from the impact. "You should have had a better grip, Mon ami."
Jin licked the blood that dripped down his face; he squatted on the ground. He watched with wolf like intent as his probable boyfriend dusted himself off. The blonde boy folded his arms, "who do you think I am? Some whore?" The boy stomped again, sending sand flying around his foot. "Where's the romance, Jin? Where's the part that you say, I love you? You never." Jin used his lightning fast reflexes to envelope the boy in his arms.
"Why do you always make me say it, Jacques?" Jin looked at Jacques. He closed his eyes and sighed, brushing a bang out of Jacques face. He looked into Jacques' blue eyes that he loved dearly, "Even if I have to say it a million times, I love you, Jacques Delacroix."
They shared a small kiss. A kiss more of love than passion, the two must have shared a lot because it showed that it was not good looks alone that had drawn both together. When they separated, Jacques blushed, "where's the passion? I thought you were a great lover?"
"You fool," Jin shouted. "There's already too much passion spewing from your mouth." Jin's voice changed into a serious tone. "Why do you keep worrying that I've stopped loving you?"
Jacques shook his head, "Mon ami. It's just that our love is so out of the ordinary. I want to know that you love me?" Curls bobbed up and down as he shook his head, "I want to know if you're--"
Jin grabbed Jacques lips with his fingers. "From now on you will call me by my nick name."
Jacques eyes sparkled, "r-r-really????" He breathed in and out rapidly with pure excitement.
Jin raised his index finger. "From now on you will call me. Ginseng."
"Ginseng!" Jacques exclaimed, tears rolling down his face, "that's not romantic at all!!!"
"Jacques. Too much passion."
"Sorry," Jacques bowed his head.
Jin dragged his boyfriend to the outskirts of town, "let's go. I know a place where we can see the sun rise."
"Sunrise." Jacques began to cry in joy, "sunrise?" He skipped.
Jin had a broad smile, "see. I'm romantic!" He pointed into the wide sky, "look at that star. Kinda looks like Rikka's mole."
The two voices began to fade out into the night.
"Gaara. Are you peeping?" Gaara fell from his position.
"Ahh." He paused.
An angel. God. Had a plan all along..
He looked up at the face of Natsume Aya as he lay on his back.
"Na-Naruto."
Natsume smiled back, holding out her hand. "Kazekage Gaara."
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Authors Note:
Mukumuku: And so Natsume and Gaara enjoyed the festivities.
Gaara: Actually we got drunk and went home.
Naruto: In the streets, too.
Mukumuku: [Reads script.] And they all had sex in the end of the chapter.
Gaara: Wait! This story isn't done yet!
Naruto: I'm tired.
Gaara: Let's go home, Naruto.
[And so they went home.] .
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[To have sex]
Wait! There's more!
IT'S NOT OVER!
I'm writing more! More passion!
I wrote this in two days!
[Falls asleep standing]
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Athravan, next chapter.
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Tsukasa. Sorry for the shorter KakaIru section-part. I had so~ much to write. I thought, short but sweet. Thank you, you can see my spelling mistakes.
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Nemi! You have found the spoilers! Shhh. Shh.. Next Chapter.
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Michirukoshi, My ideas. It's all in the nerve gas. J/K. A wild, sex depraved life full of flailing limbs. Good author? You sweet talker, tee hee!
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Athravan, he-hey. CONFRONTATION.. Uh. [Smiles] Next chapter.
no one you know. Naruto has mastered this jutsu by now (he created it. However.. NEXT CHAPTER!) So it's okay. Plus he's a better ninja now.
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