Baby o' Mine
Chapter Seven
Woe Oh Oh I Want To Change You
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Disclaimer: I don' own Naruto, I don't own Sasuke, I don't own anything, actually, since I'm a minor and I have no legal rights. I do, however, like writing, so...that's how it all goes, y'know?
Notes: Finally to the interesting part! Wow...I'm hoping to make this one longer than the others do, just cause it's that torture thing that I really like. I think there's going to be major OOCness, but if you've been reading this you'll have figured it out by now.
Does anybody even read these things? I could put a lemon up here and no one would ever notice, nope. /A head turned back and forth in the bed, the eyes shut and the breath in gasps as the one over him groaned in.../ See what I mean?
*Music while reading: Yoma Counting Song: Blood Reign *
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Finishing the note, Naruto taped it to the fridge as Iruka-kun skid across the floor and nearly into him. Turning and keeping the boy upright, he smiled. "You ready to go?"
The boy nodded, before hurrying to the doorstep to put his shoes on. Ever so polite, Naruto mused before opening the closet and pulling out one of the coats that Iruka had told him he could have once he'd grown into them, pushing up the sleeves till they rested just below his elbows, stepping out the door and pushing his feet into his shoes.
Iruka-kun looked up at his father as they walked to the sidewalk, "Which way's the park, daddy?" He asked, lifting his hand to grab Naruto's as they walked.
Lifting his other hand to rub his chin, Naruto made a show of thinking. "I think...this way." He said, leading the boy to the left, before shaking his head, "No...no, it's gotta be this way." Turning around, he went in the other direction. Iruka giggled, before Naruto stopped once more, "Using my Ninja skills..." He closed his eyes in mock concentration.
"Daddy!" Iruka laughed in outrage, "Which way is it?"
Naruto smiled, before turning the way he had originally gone. Iruka sighed loudly at his dad, before pulling him a little, "C'mon, Iruka wants to see the park!" He said, Naruto smiled quickening his step to match the boys. Within minutes they stood outside the gate of the park, a few people (mostly women) watching over their children. Many glanced up as the two entered, some whispering to others while calling their children to leave.
Naruto wasn't surprised, but Iruka-kun frowned as many of the children were suddenly called to leave, "Daddy? Why are all those kid's Mommy's leaving?" He looked up at Naruto with inquisitive eyes.
Sighing, Naruto knelt to look into Iruka's blue eyes, "The mommy's don't like me, Aka-chan...it's silly, but some people just can't stand other people." He smiled once more. "C'mon, that only mean's that there's more stuff for you to play on. That slide looks pretty high." He said, indicating the now vacant slide.
Iruka-kun still frowned, but went off to play while Naruto sat down on one of the now vacant benches. Back home, Iruka had had a lot of friends, and their parents didn't turn tail every time Naruto showed up; but that couldn't be helped anymore, so Naruto only smiled as Iruka ran about, asking to play with the last few remaining children, who of coarse agreed.
Ten minutes later, Naruto felt a small group of people advance on him. They weren't good ninja; sloppy on their advance, but Naruto's presence sensing had been on high alert since he'd arrived. He glanced over at the group; they looked like a Genin group, late teens, glaring at him. Looking back at Iruka and the other children, he casually leaned back and appeared to ignore them. They probably wanted to pick a fight with him; he'd half expected it, so he carried a single Shuriken in his pocket.
"Hey! Fox-Demon!" One yelled, obviously the leader. Naruto frowned but didn't turn to look at them. "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Naruto's hand moved before he even thought, catching the Senbon that had been thrown at him. He heard the gasp, before bringing his hand down, feeling the warm trail of blood fall from the sharpened weapon.
"Go home, kids." He called to them; "I don't want any trouble."
The leader, who's thrown the needle, took a step forward angrily, "You gotta be kidding! You're the Demon-Fox!" He yelled angrily, causing the children to look back at them. Naruto frowned even more. "You killed all those great ninja!"
Naruto frowned deeper, before standing and turning to smile at his son, "Iruka-kun, I'll be right back, all right? Don't go anywhere." With that the boy nodded mutely, watching as his father nodded to the three people who had been yelling, they following angrily out of sight.
Alone in a tree bordered clearing, Naruto turned and frowned at the teenagers, "All right, you have me; what is it that you want?"
They looked at each other, before the loud one pulled out a Kunai; "You're the Demon-fox! You've killed hundreds!" He said, pulling back his weapon as if to throw.
Naruto sighed, "So that's it? That's the reason you dragged me from watching my kid?" They started at his angry voice and words, "I'm /not/ the Kyubi, the forth Hokage sealed it within me so that it wouldn't kill everyone. Now, can I go back to watching my son or am I going to have to beat you up?"
Nothing was said for a few moments, before he walked back towards the place that Iruka-kun was playing. The one with a Kunai nearly snarled, letting loose the knife. Before Naruto moved to dodge it, a clang rang through the air. Naruto frowned as a shadow fell next to him. He jumped to the side, pulling out his shuriken as the figure stood tall and proud, Jounin uniformed and black hair tied back by an all too familiar headband.
Naruto growled as the three turned tail and ran for the hills, completely bypassing the playground. He stood as well, but didn't look up at his former lover.
"I could have handled it, you know." His voice held only a shadow of the bravado that it once had; sounding more resigned than anything else. The dark clad figure, an easy five inches noticeably taller than Naruto himself was, turned to look at the man-child who wouldn't meet his gaze.
Sasuke wanted to just run to him and shake him, demand to know what he'd done...or /not/ done that had driven Naruto to some woman. But he wouldn't let his guard down like that, he couldn't, so he turned his back to Naruto, "Whatever." Before he near teleported away from the annoyed looking blonde, sighing and berating himself for thinking that Naruto would ever change.
He watched as the mans shoulders sank, before the were pulled back and Naruto turned back to the playground. Sasuke had watched them since they'd left Iruka's home, and had nearly jumped in when those punks had attacked Naruto while he was near defenseless sitting on the bench, and he'd noticed the blood on Naruto's hand.
Why'd he always have to be such an idiot?
He silently made it to his previous vantagepoint where he could watch as Naruto sat again on the bench, his form more stiff than it had been. So now he knew that Sasuke was watching him, a brief grin spread over Sasuke's mouth; Naruto had never been the best when it came to marks or concept, but when it came to actually /doing/ a lot of the stuff, he was usually very adept...everyone underestimated him.
Better than overestimated, it always leaves everyone disappointed in the end.
"Oi, Iruka-chan! It's time to go!" Naruto called, and the little boy with black hair looked up from his sandcastle. He was clad in very light blue oversized overalls and a green shirt, his hair shaggy and on the long side. His eyes...they were a strong cornflower blue*, as deep as the sea and as vibrant as the sky. Sasuke shook his head with a half smile, since when had he become a poet?
The boy had already bid his new friends' goodbye, the three girls all blushing and giggling to one another, while the boy waved as his new friend left. Sasuke frowned a little, he remembered how that had been when he was little.
Iruka-chan, the little boy, took hold of his father's hand and spoke too softly for even Sasuke's hearing to pick up. Naruto smiled, and said something back, the only word Sasuke could pick up was 'tour', and he sighed, guessing what the blonde had in mind.
Naruto showed Iruka-chan a very limited tour, and by three the boy was near asleep leaning against his fathers thigh as they walked. Picking the near slumbering boy up, Naruto held him as he made his way back to Iruka-sensei's home. Still people watched him, some hiding and some just blatantly staring; but he ignored them and hummed to Iruka as they continued to the house.
One thing that he'd never have guessed was his fondness of lullabies and Iruka-chan's love of them, so as he carried the boy, Iruka-chan mumbled the words to the song.
'...listen the oh olden light'
'to stories old but hold much might...'
'for as the days spring to and fore...'
'this child I do adore...'
Naruto smiled, before going back into the house and settling the boy on the couch, all the while his dark shadow watched before settling in a tree with an easy view of the window.
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That is it, I hate it, and I'll redo it really soon, but right now I'm freaking STUCK IN A WRITERS WORST NIGHTMARE! Oh the block of writerness...
Anyway, I've got /5/ entries, and while I do like them, variety people, C'mon! More works!
And yes, I'm sorry for this chapter, the last one I didn't like either, but this one /SUX/
Ja
Chapter Seven
Woe Oh Oh I Want To Change You
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Disclaimer: I don' own Naruto, I don't own Sasuke, I don't own anything, actually, since I'm a minor and I have no legal rights. I do, however, like writing, so...that's how it all goes, y'know?
Notes: Finally to the interesting part! Wow...I'm hoping to make this one longer than the others do, just cause it's that torture thing that I really like. I think there's going to be major OOCness, but if you've been reading this you'll have figured it out by now.
Does anybody even read these things? I could put a lemon up here and no one would ever notice, nope. /A head turned back and forth in the bed, the eyes shut and the breath in gasps as the one over him groaned in.../ See what I mean?
*Music while reading: Yoma Counting Song: Blood Reign *
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Finishing the note, Naruto taped it to the fridge as Iruka-kun skid across the floor and nearly into him. Turning and keeping the boy upright, he smiled. "You ready to go?"
The boy nodded, before hurrying to the doorstep to put his shoes on. Ever so polite, Naruto mused before opening the closet and pulling out one of the coats that Iruka had told him he could have once he'd grown into them, pushing up the sleeves till they rested just below his elbows, stepping out the door and pushing his feet into his shoes.
Iruka-kun looked up at his father as they walked to the sidewalk, "Which way's the park, daddy?" He asked, lifting his hand to grab Naruto's as they walked.
Lifting his other hand to rub his chin, Naruto made a show of thinking. "I think...this way." He said, leading the boy to the left, before shaking his head, "No...no, it's gotta be this way." Turning around, he went in the other direction. Iruka giggled, before Naruto stopped once more, "Using my Ninja skills..." He closed his eyes in mock concentration.
"Daddy!" Iruka laughed in outrage, "Which way is it?"
Naruto smiled, before turning the way he had originally gone. Iruka sighed loudly at his dad, before pulling him a little, "C'mon, Iruka wants to see the park!" He said, Naruto smiled quickening his step to match the boys. Within minutes they stood outside the gate of the park, a few people (mostly women) watching over their children. Many glanced up as the two entered, some whispering to others while calling their children to leave.
Naruto wasn't surprised, but Iruka-kun frowned as many of the children were suddenly called to leave, "Daddy? Why are all those kid's Mommy's leaving?" He looked up at Naruto with inquisitive eyes.
Sighing, Naruto knelt to look into Iruka's blue eyes, "The mommy's don't like me, Aka-chan...it's silly, but some people just can't stand other people." He smiled once more. "C'mon, that only mean's that there's more stuff for you to play on. That slide looks pretty high." He said, indicating the now vacant slide.
Iruka-kun still frowned, but went off to play while Naruto sat down on one of the now vacant benches. Back home, Iruka had had a lot of friends, and their parents didn't turn tail every time Naruto showed up; but that couldn't be helped anymore, so Naruto only smiled as Iruka ran about, asking to play with the last few remaining children, who of coarse agreed.
Ten minutes later, Naruto felt a small group of people advance on him. They weren't good ninja; sloppy on their advance, but Naruto's presence sensing had been on high alert since he'd arrived. He glanced over at the group; they looked like a Genin group, late teens, glaring at him. Looking back at Iruka and the other children, he casually leaned back and appeared to ignore them. They probably wanted to pick a fight with him; he'd half expected it, so he carried a single Shuriken in his pocket.
"Hey! Fox-Demon!" One yelled, obviously the leader. Naruto frowned but didn't turn to look at them. "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Naruto's hand moved before he even thought, catching the Senbon that had been thrown at him. He heard the gasp, before bringing his hand down, feeling the warm trail of blood fall from the sharpened weapon.
"Go home, kids." He called to them; "I don't want any trouble."
The leader, who's thrown the needle, took a step forward angrily, "You gotta be kidding! You're the Demon-Fox!" He yelled angrily, causing the children to look back at them. Naruto frowned even more. "You killed all those great ninja!"
Naruto frowned deeper, before standing and turning to smile at his son, "Iruka-kun, I'll be right back, all right? Don't go anywhere." With that the boy nodded mutely, watching as his father nodded to the three people who had been yelling, they following angrily out of sight.
Alone in a tree bordered clearing, Naruto turned and frowned at the teenagers, "All right, you have me; what is it that you want?"
They looked at each other, before the loud one pulled out a Kunai; "You're the Demon-fox! You've killed hundreds!" He said, pulling back his weapon as if to throw.
Naruto sighed, "So that's it? That's the reason you dragged me from watching my kid?" They started at his angry voice and words, "I'm /not/ the Kyubi, the forth Hokage sealed it within me so that it wouldn't kill everyone. Now, can I go back to watching my son or am I going to have to beat you up?"
Nothing was said for a few moments, before he walked back towards the place that Iruka-kun was playing. The one with a Kunai nearly snarled, letting loose the knife. Before Naruto moved to dodge it, a clang rang through the air. Naruto frowned as a shadow fell next to him. He jumped to the side, pulling out his shuriken as the figure stood tall and proud, Jounin uniformed and black hair tied back by an all too familiar headband.
Naruto growled as the three turned tail and ran for the hills, completely bypassing the playground. He stood as well, but didn't look up at his former lover.
"I could have handled it, you know." His voice held only a shadow of the bravado that it once had; sounding more resigned than anything else. The dark clad figure, an easy five inches noticeably taller than Naruto himself was, turned to look at the man-child who wouldn't meet his gaze.
Sasuke wanted to just run to him and shake him, demand to know what he'd done...or /not/ done that had driven Naruto to some woman. But he wouldn't let his guard down like that, he couldn't, so he turned his back to Naruto, "Whatever." Before he near teleported away from the annoyed looking blonde, sighing and berating himself for thinking that Naruto would ever change.
He watched as the mans shoulders sank, before the were pulled back and Naruto turned back to the playground. Sasuke had watched them since they'd left Iruka's home, and had nearly jumped in when those punks had attacked Naruto while he was near defenseless sitting on the bench, and he'd noticed the blood on Naruto's hand.
Why'd he always have to be such an idiot?
He silently made it to his previous vantagepoint where he could watch as Naruto sat again on the bench, his form more stiff than it had been. So now he knew that Sasuke was watching him, a brief grin spread over Sasuke's mouth; Naruto had never been the best when it came to marks or concept, but when it came to actually /doing/ a lot of the stuff, he was usually very adept...everyone underestimated him.
Better than overestimated, it always leaves everyone disappointed in the end.
"Oi, Iruka-chan! It's time to go!" Naruto called, and the little boy with black hair looked up from his sandcastle. He was clad in very light blue oversized overalls and a green shirt, his hair shaggy and on the long side. His eyes...they were a strong cornflower blue*, as deep as the sea and as vibrant as the sky. Sasuke shook his head with a half smile, since when had he become a poet?
The boy had already bid his new friends' goodbye, the three girls all blushing and giggling to one another, while the boy waved as his new friend left. Sasuke frowned a little, he remembered how that had been when he was little.
Iruka-chan, the little boy, took hold of his father's hand and spoke too softly for even Sasuke's hearing to pick up. Naruto smiled, and said something back, the only word Sasuke could pick up was 'tour', and he sighed, guessing what the blonde had in mind.
Naruto showed Iruka-chan a very limited tour, and by three the boy was near asleep leaning against his fathers thigh as they walked. Picking the near slumbering boy up, Naruto held him as he made his way back to Iruka-sensei's home. Still people watched him, some hiding and some just blatantly staring; but he ignored them and hummed to Iruka as they continued to the house.
One thing that he'd never have guessed was his fondness of lullabies and Iruka-chan's love of them, so as he carried the boy, Iruka-chan mumbled the words to the song.
'...listen the oh olden light'
'to stories old but hold much might...'
'for as the days spring to and fore...'
'this child I do adore...'
Naruto smiled, before going back into the house and settling the boy on the couch, all the while his dark shadow watched before settling in a tree with an easy view of the window.
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That is it, I hate it, and I'll redo it really soon, but right now I'm freaking STUCK IN A WRITERS WORST NIGHTMARE! Oh the block of writerness...
Anyway, I've got /5/ entries, and while I do like them, variety people, C'mon! More works!
And yes, I'm sorry for this chapter, the last one I didn't like either, but this one /SUX/
Ja
