Anku: *sniff* *looks at all the reviews* WAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!! I love you
guys!!! Your all so nice! *glowers at Yuie* why can't you be like -them-?
Yuie: A good writer is only a good writer if there is a good critic criticizing her work.
Anku: But not to the point where you say all my work is shit.
Yuie: Maybe it's because you have no talent.
Anku: *sticks out tongue* maybe I should change your name to Yuki Eiri. (from Gravitation.)
Yuie: ..
Anku: ah, the sound of silence. Oh, and to Bishiehuggler() : I wasn't dissing the Phantom of the Opera. I was listening to that song at the moment, and decided to write it in. (I LOOOOOOOOOVEEE IT) actually, it was a more upbeat version by Night Wish. Awesome band..but they themselves are kinda Operaish.
Yuie: if you changed my name to Yuki, wouldn't yours change to Shuchi?
Anku: NO! I'm not a lez..not to my knowledge anyway.
Yuie: But you're a serious pervert.
Anku: ...am I a pervert cause I like writing fics about boy on boy action?!
Yuie: Well you're always saying you're a serious pervert, so I would think.
Anku: .If anything, your worse then me!
Yuie: Anyway, Anku refuses to do the disclaimer, so now -I- have to, just to make sure we don't get sued. ~ahem~
Disclaimer (Yuie's Job now): We don't own Naruto, although if someone had to choose between one of us to take over, it'd most likely be me, since although I come up with, er, random ideas, they are not as, hmm how should I put it, sickening as Anku's. And I can keep up with all the drawing's and such. She's not that great...
Anku: WHAT?! SO YOU'RE BETTER AT DRAWING THEN ME?
Gaara: Now, now, now, *sounds like Iruka* let's not fight. How about you start writing the fic now, so Naruto-chan, Sasuke-kun, and I can make out?
Yuie: *eyes glaze over**pictures all three making out* Hell..Yeah..
Anku: And she says that -I- come up with more pervert thoughts. HMPH! Bite me!
Random Person Passing By: *Bites*
Yuie: *sweatdrop*
Anku: ...
RPPB: ^-^
Anku: -_-
Yuie: Run..*Runs* *signals for readers to break for it* 0_0;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
Anku: You Are So Dead...
Warnings: Language, um . diiiiirty fantasies (who could be having these thoughts?), fantasies come true.?, some people reading 'the book' which YOU get to read too!!! YAOI! YAOI YAOI YAOI! GASASUNARU TRIANGLE!
Yuie: Well, um, she should be coming back soon..*looks over shoulder nervously*
Anku: LEMMEGO! LEMMEGO! AIGHT, AIGHT, I'LL WRITE THE DAMN FIC!
Gaara: That's right! You'd better. And put more of me in it. *drops her at the computer* TYPE!
Naruto: *glomps Gaara**nuzzles* Mhmmmm..Put lots of me and Gaara in there. *licks his lips*
Sasuke: *glomps Gaara**grabs him from Naruto* No! Put lots of -me- and Gaara in there. *glares at Naruto*
Yuie: YEAH! RIVALS FIGHTING OVER GAARA!!!!
Gaara: *looks pleased at the attention* Now this is nice..normally I have to fight over Naruto..
Sasuke: *blushes under Gaara's intense gaze* Yes..er..well..um you see..
Gaara: *ignores his rants**Pulls the slightly taller boy to him**French kisses*
Naruto: AHHHHHHH!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE TO STEAL GAARA'S FIRST KISS! (Oro? Is this familiar or what?)
Yuie: AHHHHHH!! You're getting ahead of the fic! NOT YET!
Anku: *stares**wiggles eyebrows at Yuie* Nice, ne?
ONTO THE FICTION! It Starts...*looks at watch*..Now.
P.S. Sorry for taking so long to update..eheh. I try to do at least one a month, but... I'm getting there. Ok, continue onward!
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Chapter 3: Naruto Acts Intelligent and Gaara's Plans unfolds (EXTRA!!! Behind the scenes!!!)
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~ Dropping Naruto on the front step he headed towards his house, to tired from the run to notice a not-to-sneaky hired kidnapper. ~
Naruto glared at the retreating back of his rival. Muttering curses he'd heard Kami-sama knows where, he picked himself up and made his why to his front door. /I swear, one day I'm just gonna..I'm gonna.DO SOMETHING TO HIM! \
He ran an aggravated hand threw his golden locks, and fished his key out of his pocket.
Opening the door he stepped through, rolling his eyes at the appearance of his house. "If he has such a big problem with the way my house looks why doesn't he just come over and clean it?!"
He flinched at his own words. Why would Sasuke come over to clean? And even if he did volunteer, Naruto sure as hell wouldn't let him. He didn't want any help from that asshole.
Naruto looked over where Sasuke had sat maybe about twenty minutes ago. He always thought the way Sasuke sat was..interesting. To watch, that is. Like the way he rested his chin on his hands, his expression..well he never had and expression. But, for some reason, he always liked the way he sat 'in comfort'.
It was attractive..
He had also noticed that Sasuke didn't really mind the clutter.
Naruto shook his head, scowling. He then noticed that he had knelt by the couch and was gently stroking the place where Sasuke once sat. (A/N: ^-^)
He reeled back. "AIYA! What am I doing?!"
He then began to think about the way the black-haired boy stared at him when he had just a towel on, and was dripping from head to toe.
/It looked like he was frozen with..something..some of it was embarrassment, he knew, but there was something else..like..\
Naruto quivered. He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to know. What he thought it might be was freaky enough, but to have it confirmed..
Someone knocked on his door.
"What the hell? I must be getting more popular, since everyone is looking to me for entertainment. HAHA! What a thought."
He crawled over to the door and opened it, still kneeling. As he suspected, the visitor was insanely tall. Naruto squinted his eyes. Hadn't he seen this person before..?
The man seemed confused. He looked around, peering into the house, and looking behind the door. It never occurred to him to look down, the fool.
Naruto spoiled the prank by bursting into laughter after staying down for what seemed ten minutes.
The man looked down (FINALLY) and opened his mouth. "Aa..so you were down there? Yes, uh, well may I come in?"
Naruto's laughter was reduced to frequent giggles. He rolled aside, letting the man in. (A/N: NARUTO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?)
"Who *haha* are you *nhaha*?" Naruto managed to calm down ever-so-slightly.
He coughed, clearing his throat, and began to shift from foot to foot. He looked around nervously, seeming to be searching for something. He stopped and smirked, seeing the window in the far room. (Naruto's bedroom)
/Perfect. \
"Ah..Iya! I shall be going now!"
Naruto grabbed his ankle which immediately stopped the man.
"Have we met before?" Naruto stood up, taking in full view of the tall male before him. His now 'observant' eyes caught his black hair and his eyes...purple?!
"Iya, we haven't met before." He thought quickly, knowing what he just said would make his prey suspicious. "I mean, I've seen you before, but I was actually looking for someone else. I must have picked the wrong apartment. Gomen nasi. Please forgive my rudeness and stupidity, Naruto-sama."
He flinched. Now he was in deep shit.
"Are you sure we haven't met before?" The young shinobi looked up expectantly.
/Do I know him from somewhere? \
"No, no. We haven't, I'm sure!"
"How do you know my name? How did you know it was me that owned this apartment?" (Dude he's pretty smart in this fic..)
"What's your name."
That question caught him off guard. Naruto looked straight in his eye.
/I'M SO SCREWED! \
He thought quickly. "Reena." Too quick..fuck, fuck, fuck!
Naruto paused. "Aren't...you a...guy..? 'Cause if you're not, you a really good crossdresser."
He sweat dropped. " Um.no, no. My name is, uh..well, it's..-" He hurriedly racked his brain for a suitable 'male' name.
"-Kareem."
"Ka..reem," Naruto repeated. "Souka.."
"Yes.."
Naruto's eyes darkened. "You seem familiar though. What's your last name?"
Kareem's eyes widen in shock. /Ga-woops, Master never said he was smart enough to question! \
It was at that moment Iruka decided to stop by.
When he saw Naruto's front door open he sauntered over, the happiest little boy in the world. Naruto-kun was home! Maybe they could play together! (A/N: Don't get any sick thoughts, please. I don't mean it in that way. Oh, and everyone is the same ages as normal, so nothing has changed, save for their wack personalities. And Iruka has a 'young' personality..)
"NARUTO! You wanna play? A new playground has been installed at the academy! Wanna go check it out!? PLEASE! Kakashi-san has gone away, so he can't play. And we can go out for ramen! You wanna? Huh? Huh? Come on, Naruto-kun! Come on! Let's go!"
He jumped up and down, shouting happily at the top of his lungs, "COME ON, NARUTO!!"
At that point, 'Kareem' was pretty freaked out. Naruto seemed to be too busy conferring with Iruka so he wasn't given any attention. He had to leave soon, otherwise his disguising jitsu[1] would give him away. But other then those things, he was..freaked!
/Master wants this dumbass? Couldn't he do better?! I've seen much better in my time. \
Iruka looked up from their conversation to stare at Naruto's other visitor.
"Ano sa, who is that man, Naruto-chan?"
'Kareem' froze again. It looked like sheets of ice had covered him from head to toe.
He raised his right hand in front of his face. In his mind he formed the appropriate seals to transport him away.
He disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
"Oro?" Kenshin starred at the puff of white.
"Kenshin! Wrong story! Shoo-shoo!"
"H-hai, hai! I'm going de gaze ro."
(A/N: Please excuse Anku's stupidity and dumbness. -Yuie) (A/N: Dumbness?)
Naruto and Iruka didn't even notice his disappearance.
They left for the playground soon after and played with the other kids there.
When it started to get dark Naruto mentioned Iruka's promise to buy him ramen. They both happily tottered down to the Ichiraku side shop [2].
The conversation was continued, with the Ichiraku cook [3] making comments every now and then. Naruto actually said very little, munching contently on his ramen.
Iruka was listening intently to what the cook had to say about some sort of recipe of fish, when Naruto broke in.
Iruka and the cook stared at him.
"WTF? I'm like a bolder bother in a tree? O...k..."
Naruto laughed, spewing his ramen all over his old sensei. The cook barley dodged it by backing under the counter.
"No, no, no. I said you're like an older brother to me. Where'd you get -that- from?"
"Well that's what it sounded like." Iruka looked at the chewed food on his clothes and the counter. He eyed Naruto, who shifted uncomfortably under the gaze.
"You have to clean it up."
"WHA-?"
"It came from your mouth; it's your food, so you clean it up."
Naruto cleaned it up...and as a reward Iruka bought him more ramen. (A/N: Ain't he sweet?)
"Well, Naruto-chan, I must be getting home. It's getting dark and I have to teach tomorrow. Konohamaru will be the death of me..." Iruka smiled and murmured under his breath, "Just like you, Naruto."
Naruto waved goodbye and tottered home.
As he turned a corner, he saw something run into...
"A dark ally... In stories, if someone goes into a dark ally at night alone, something bad ALWAYS happens..." The kitsune shrugged and walked in. Curiosity took over, so what was he to do?
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~Elsewhere.....~
The room was completely dark, save for the few candles that sat on the single table, nearly burnt out. Three chairs surrounded the table. One was occupied by a young looking ninja, a huge gourd sitting next to his chair.
The crimson-haired boy twirled a pen in his hand. He flipped it over and under his fingers, then abruptly slammed it on the table.
"Where is he?!" He almost screamed. "He should be here by now!"
As if on cue, the dark-haired man stepped into Gaara's line of vision. He kneeled, bowing his head in the same motion.
"Yes....?"
"You're late," Gaara growled dangerously. "By more then three hours."
The kneeling man shrugged. "I was looking for something."
"And did you find it?" The look on Gaara's face plainly showed either way he didn't care, and the man was through.
"Iya. I did not. But this young child you want...why him?"
Gaara stiffened. "You have no right to ask such questions. You know his strength fairly well, do you not? But his power is not what I want." Gaara licked his lips, then pulled them back in a wide grin.
"Might I ask what you do want..?"
"I want...him. Admit it; you think he's gorgeous. Drop-dead gorgeous. "
The still kneeling man lifted his head. He grinned widely..Too wide. No normal mouth could stretch that far. And then his tongue crept out and licked his lips. He dropped his disguising jitsu. He voice became deeper and his hair grew longer.
"Yes. He is."
Gaara smiled. "So you decide to show your true form. How nice...Orochimaru."
Orochimaru frowned. "However, I know of another very beautiful boy..."
Gaara lifted an eyebrow. "Go on."
Orochimaru stood up and looked down at the boy. "You know of him...I'm sure."
The black-eyed boy grinned. "Uchiha...Sasuke."
"That other man you hired. Who is he?"
The young boy shrugged. "An ANBU member. He seemed to be good at this type of thing, and I was fairly surprised when I found out who he really is."
The tall man grinned lazily. "And he is?"
Gaara ran a hand through his blood red hair.
"Gekko Hayate."
A snake slithered around the ninja's neck. "Ah. He has agreed to help you? That's something new. However, he seems somewhat...sickly."
The redhead nodded. "He is. But right now, that does not matter."
"I also heard Anko has been hanging around Kakashi-kun."
"Yes, but that has been going on for awhile now."
Orochimaru looked thoughtful. "Gekko...Hayate, ne?" (A/N: Uh oh.*nudges Silver Ruby* Neahahahahhahaa!)
"What are you thinking about?" The ninja looked extremely suspicious.
The legendary sennin grinned. "Nothing that would interest you...Gaara- sama."
Gaara raised a quizzical eyebrow, but said nothing. He didn't want to know.
"He should've arrived by now. Why is everyone late!?"
"Perhaps he was caught by his fellow ANBU members. Chuunin he may be, but his constant coughing gives him away."
"They shouldn't be suspicious of him. I doubt he's giving himself away. And I do believe he's doing this for the money, so that's what he could say."
"But will he say that?"
A cloud of smoke appeared in back of Orochimaru.
"Please forgive my lateness, Master."
Gaara narrowed his eyes. "Did you find out what you were supposed to?"
"Hai!"
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DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN!!!!!
Anku: What will happen next??!!? Sorry if it's another shitty cliffhanger. Once again, if I kept going, it would've turned out more cheesy and ridiculous then the last chapter, and another thing is I was laughing too much over the thought of Orochimaru and Hayate working for GAARA! Of all people!!! But admit it! You thought it was kinda funny, a bit on the freaky side, but HEY! That is what makes life so interesting. Or, in this case, fanfic's.
Yuie: Once again, people, she has lost her mind.
Anku: But now I soooooooooooooo know where this story is going!!! It may be a little of a PWP story, but it'll have a little bit of a plot.more or less.
Yuie: Which one? More or less.
Anku: In the middle.
Yuie: I swear, I waste valuable time putting up with your bullshit.
Anku: *STARES* 0.0 *pinches self*
Yuie: What?
Anku: Why did no one tell me that Jesus had gone to the dark side???
Yuie: ????
Anku: GREAT SKIES ABOVE, SHE CUSSED!
Angles: HA-LA-LOO-YA!
Yuie: *sweatdrop*
Anku: Might I bring up one of our previous conversations? Yuie: She's going insane. Just look at her. And what comes out of cursing? Nothing! I'll tell you something, cussing gets ya nowhere! Hear me?! NOWHERE! JUST SHOWS YOU'RE UNINTELLIGENT, because you're resorting to saying these weird unneeded words.
Anku: SO NOW, YOU'RE UNINTELLIGENT LIKE THE REST OF US!!!! MWHAHAHHAAA!!!!!!!!
Anyway, now for the numbers:
[1] I forget what the name of it is. So I just put disguising jitsu. It seems to work, and you readers most likely get the point.
[2] Is it called Ichiraku? For awhile, my sister said it was Ichiban, and I thought it was that too. One of the translations says Ichiban and one says Ichiraku. So which one's right? And I didn't know if it was a side shop or what so.*sweatdrop* maybe I should study this a little more before I write the next chapter..Haha.
[3] WHAT THE HELL IS THAT GUY'S NAME? Doesn't the cook deserve to have a name? Oh then there's the other lady that work's there. I don't know her name either. Maybe they say it at some point and I've just missed it...? (The time Iruka and Naruto went there, lets just say she was..er...sick.)
Anyway, lesse...What other announcements..Er..umm.
Yuie: Hmpf. Has the world come to an end? Anku is at a loss for words.
Anku: OFF TO NEVER NEVERLAND! DUN DA DADDUND DUN DODO BA BABA BOO WOOWOO.
Yuie: Her and Metalica. *shiver* I hate metal.
Anku: Yeah, well screw you!!!
OK ENOUGH OF THAT! Please review! I know I took extra long to make this chapter, but you'll for give me...right??? And I'm bribing you guys and girls by writing a little more then the last chapters, see, see!?!?!?!?!?!??!? And I know I went against Gaara's wishes and hardly put any of him in there, there was no making out, and it was a bit angesty, but HEY! I'm getting there!!! And Silver Ruby, if you're reading this, I hope you don't mind if I'm taking you're brainchild. *laughs evilly* I liked you're pairing so much that I'm gonna put it in here, regardless of what the other people say. HAHAHHAHHAA
Yuie: You might lose reviewers...
Anku: DOESN'T MATTER! I mean, come on. The Author writes what he or she wants to and if some people like it they review. But people that have already started must continue till the end! HAHAHAHAHA! It would be very appreciated.
TO BE CONCLUDED!
Behind the scenes for the next chapter:
In a dark room, Gaara is bound to a chair a dim light shines overhead, as Anku and Yuie loom over him, all knives, claws, and teeth. (But...money can't buy knives...)
Gaara: ..hell no.
Evil Anku: YES!
Gaara: You want me to do what now?!
Evil Anku: Come on! You know you wanna!
Gaara: But it's supposed to be all three of us, dammit! And why HIM of all people! He's not part of the triangle!!
Evil perverted psycho Anku: Don't wants get a head start with him, though? And I know you've always wanted to do it with him.
Gaara: ..well..
Yuie: Alright. It's settled.
Gaara: But I have to do with HIM too!??!!? Am I like an all around whore now?? *mutters- I have to admit, he's pretty hot...*
Yuie: HELL YEAH!!!!
Anku: LET'S SEE THE SE- oops..Nevermind..
Naruto: Got a clue?
Sasuke: Nope.
Naruto: Figures.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????? ? What's going to happen? You'll find out once I figure out when I can write! ? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????
Yuie: A good writer is only a good writer if there is a good critic criticizing her work.
Anku: But not to the point where you say all my work is shit.
Yuie: Maybe it's because you have no talent.
Anku: *sticks out tongue* maybe I should change your name to Yuki Eiri. (from Gravitation.)
Yuie: ..
Anku: ah, the sound of silence. Oh, and to Bishiehuggler() : I wasn't dissing the Phantom of the Opera. I was listening to that song at the moment, and decided to write it in. (I LOOOOOOOOOVEEE IT) actually, it was a more upbeat version by Night Wish. Awesome band..but they themselves are kinda Operaish.
Yuie: if you changed my name to Yuki, wouldn't yours change to Shuchi?
Anku: NO! I'm not a lez..not to my knowledge anyway.
Yuie: But you're a serious pervert.
Anku: ...am I a pervert cause I like writing fics about boy on boy action?!
Yuie: Well you're always saying you're a serious pervert, so I would think.
Anku: .If anything, your worse then me!
Yuie: Anyway, Anku refuses to do the disclaimer, so now -I- have to, just to make sure we don't get sued. ~ahem~
Disclaimer (Yuie's Job now): We don't own Naruto, although if someone had to choose between one of us to take over, it'd most likely be me, since although I come up with, er, random ideas, they are not as, hmm how should I put it, sickening as Anku's. And I can keep up with all the drawing's and such. She's not that great...
Anku: WHAT?! SO YOU'RE BETTER AT DRAWING THEN ME?
Gaara: Now, now, now, *sounds like Iruka* let's not fight. How about you start writing the fic now, so Naruto-chan, Sasuke-kun, and I can make out?
Yuie: *eyes glaze over**pictures all three making out* Hell..Yeah..
Anku: And she says that -I- come up with more pervert thoughts. HMPH! Bite me!
Random Person Passing By: *Bites*
Yuie: *sweatdrop*
Anku: ...
RPPB: ^-^
Anku: -_-
Yuie: Run..*Runs* *signals for readers to break for it* 0_0;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
Anku: You Are So Dead...
Warnings: Language, um . diiiiirty fantasies (who could be having these thoughts?), fantasies come true.?, some people reading 'the book' which YOU get to read too!!! YAOI! YAOI YAOI YAOI! GASASUNARU TRIANGLE!
Yuie: Well, um, she should be coming back soon..*looks over shoulder nervously*
Anku: LEMMEGO! LEMMEGO! AIGHT, AIGHT, I'LL WRITE THE DAMN FIC!
Gaara: That's right! You'd better. And put more of me in it. *drops her at the computer* TYPE!
Naruto: *glomps Gaara**nuzzles* Mhmmmm..Put lots of me and Gaara in there. *licks his lips*
Sasuke: *glomps Gaara**grabs him from Naruto* No! Put lots of -me- and Gaara in there. *glares at Naruto*
Yuie: YEAH! RIVALS FIGHTING OVER GAARA!!!!
Gaara: *looks pleased at the attention* Now this is nice..normally I have to fight over Naruto..
Sasuke: *blushes under Gaara's intense gaze* Yes..er..well..um you see..
Gaara: *ignores his rants**Pulls the slightly taller boy to him**French kisses*
Naruto: AHHHHHHH!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE TO STEAL GAARA'S FIRST KISS! (Oro? Is this familiar or what?)
Yuie: AHHHHHH!! You're getting ahead of the fic! NOT YET!
Anku: *stares**wiggles eyebrows at Yuie* Nice, ne?
ONTO THE FICTION! It Starts...*looks at watch*..Now.
P.S. Sorry for taking so long to update..eheh. I try to do at least one a month, but... I'm getting there. Ok, continue onward!
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Chapter 3: Naruto Acts Intelligent and Gaara's Plans unfolds (EXTRA!!! Behind the scenes!!!)
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~ Dropping Naruto on the front step he headed towards his house, to tired from the run to notice a not-to-sneaky hired kidnapper. ~
Naruto glared at the retreating back of his rival. Muttering curses he'd heard Kami-sama knows where, he picked himself up and made his why to his front door. /I swear, one day I'm just gonna..I'm gonna.DO SOMETHING TO HIM! \
He ran an aggravated hand threw his golden locks, and fished his key out of his pocket.
Opening the door he stepped through, rolling his eyes at the appearance of his house. "If he has such a big problem with the way my house looks why doesn't he just come over and clean it?!"
He flinched at his own words. Why would Sasuke come over to clean? And even if he did volunteer, Naruto sure as hell wouldn't let him. He didn't want any help from that asshole.
Naruto looked over where Sasuke had sat maybe about twenty minutes ago. He always thought the way Sasuke sat was..interesting. To watch, that is. Like the way he rested his chin on his hands, his expression..well he never had and expression. But, for some reason, he always liked the way he sat 'in comfort'.
It was attractive..
He had also noticed that Sasuke didn't really mind the clutter.
Naruto shook his head, scowling. He then noticed that he had knelt by the couch and was gently stroking the place where Sasuke once sat. (A/N: ^-^)
He reeled back. "AIYA! What am I doing?!"
He then began to think about the way the black-haired boy stared at him when he had just a towel on, and was dripping from head to toe.
/It looked like he was frozen with..something..some of it was embarrassment, he knew, but there was something else..like..\
Naruto quivered. He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to know. What he thought it might be was freaky enough, but to have it confirmed..
Someone knocked on his door.
"What the hell? I must be getting more popular, since everyone is looking to me for entertainment. HAHA! What a thought."
He crawled over to the door and opened it, still kneeling. As he suspected, the visitor was insanely tall. Naruto squinted his eyes. Hadn't he seen this person before..?
The man seemed confused. He looked around, peering into the house, and looking behind the door. It never occurred to him to look down, the fool.
Naruto spoiled the prank by bursting into laughter after staying down for what seemed ten minutes.
The man looked down (FINALLY) and opened his mouth. "Aa..so you were down there? Yes, uh, well may I come in?"
Naruto's laughter was reduced to frequent giggles. He rolled aside, letting the man in. (A/N: NARUTO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?)
"Who *haha* are you *nhaha*?" Naruto managed to calm down ever-so-slightly.
He coughed, clearing his throat, and began to shift from foot to foot. He looked around nervously, seeming to be searching for something. He stopped and smirked, seeing the window in the far room. (Naruto's bedroom)
/Perfect. \
"Ah..Iya! I shall be going now!"
Naruto grabbed his ankle which immediately stopped the man.
"Have we met before?" Naruto stood up, taking in full view of the tall male before him. His now 'observant' eyes caught his black hair and his eyes...purple?!
"Iya, we haven't met before." He thought quickly, knowing what he just said would make his prey suspicious. "I mean, I've seen you before, but I was actually looking for someone else. I must have picked the wrong apartment. Gomen nasi. Please forgive my rudeness and stupidity, Naruto-sama."
He flinched. Now he was in deep shit.
"Are you sure we haven't met before?" The young shinobi looked up expectantly.
/Do I know him from somewhere? \
"No, no. We haven't, I'm sure!"
"How do you know my name? How did you know it was me that owned this apartment?" (Dude he's pretty smart in this fic..)
"What's your name."
That question caught him off guard. Naruto looked straight in his eye.
/I'M SO SCREWED! \
He thought quickly. "Reena." Too quick..fuck, fuck, fuck!
Naruto paused. "Aren't...you a...guy..? 'Cause if you're not, you a really good crossdresser."
He sweat dropped. " Um.no, no. My name is, uh..well, it's..-" He hurriedly racked his brain for a suitable 'male' name.
"-Kareem."
"Ka..reem," Naruto repeated. "Souka.."
"Yes.."
Naruto's eyes darkened. "You seem familiar though. What's your last name?"
Kareem's eyes widen in shock. /Ga-woops, Master never said he was smart enough to question! \
It was at that moment Iruka decided to stop by.
When he saw Naruto's front door open he sauntered over, the happiest little boy in the world. Naruto-kun was home! Maybe they could play together! (A/N: Don't get any sick thoughts, please. I don't mean it in that way. Oh, and everyone is the same ages as normal, so nothing has changed, save for their wack personalities. And Iruka has a 'young' personality..)
"NARUTO! You wanna play? A new playground has been installed at the academy! Wanna go check it out!? PLEASE! Kakashi-san has gone away, so he can't play. And we can go out for ramen! You wanna? Huh? Huh? Come on, Naruto-kun! Come on! Let's go!"
He jumped up and down, shouting happily at the top of his lungs, "COME ON, NARUTO!!"
At that point, 'Kareem' was pretty freaked out. Naruto seemed to be too busy conferring with Iruka so he wasn't given any attention. He had to leave soon, otherwise his disguising jitsu[1] would give him away. But other then those things, he was..freaked!
/Master wants this dumbass? Couldn't he do better?! I've seen much better in my time. \
Iruka looked up from their conversation to stare at Naruto's other visitor.
"Ano sa, who is that man, Naruto-chan?"
'Kareem' froze again. It looked like sheets of ice had covered him from head to toe.
He raised his right hand in front of his face. In his mind he formed the appropriate seals to transport him away.
He disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
"Oro?" Kenshin starred at the puff of white.
"Kenshin! Wrong story! Shoo-shoo!"
"H-hai, hai! I'm going de gaze ro."
(A/N: Please excuse Anku's stupidity and dumbness. -Yuie) (A/N: Dumbness?)
Naruto and Iruka didn't even notice his disappearance.
They left for the playground soon after and played with the other kids there.
When it started to get dark Naruto mentioned Iruka's promise to buy him ramen. They both happily tottered down to the Ichiraku side shop [2].
The conversation was continued, with the Ichiraku cook [3] making comments every now and then. Naruto actually said very little, munching contently on his ramen.
Iruka was listening intently to what the cook had to say about some sort of recipe of fish, when Naruto broke in.
Iruka and the cook stared at him.
"WTF? I'm like a bolder bother in a tree? O...k..."
Naruto laughed, spewing his ramen all over his old sensei. The cook barley dodged it by backing under the counter.
"No, no, no. I said you're like an older brother to me. Where'd you get -that- from?"
"Well that's what it sounded like." Iruka looked at the chewed food on his clothes and the counter. He eyed Naruto, who shifted uncomfortably under the gaze.
"You have to clean it up."
"WHA-?"
"It came from your mouth; it's your food, so you clean it up."
Naruto cleaned it up...and as a reward Iruka bought him more ramen. (A/N: Ain't he sweet?)
"Well, Naruto-chan, I must be getting home. It's getting dark and I have to teach tomorrow. Konohamaru will be the death of me..." Iruka smiled and murmured under his breath, "Just like you, Naruto."
Naruto waved goodbye and tottered home.
As he turned a corner, he saw something run into...
"A dark ally... In stories, if someone goes into a dark ally at night alone, something bad ALWAYS happens..." The kitsune shrugged and walked in. Curiosity took over, so what was he to do?
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~Elsewhere.....~
The room was completely dark, save for the few candles that sat on the single table, nearly burnt out. Three chairs surrounded the table. One was occupied by a young looking ninja, a huge gourd sitting next to his chair.
The crimson-haired boy twirled a pen in his hand. He flipped it over and under his fingers, then abruptly slammed it on the table.
"Where is he?!" He almost screamed. "He should be here by now!"
As if on cue, the dark-haired man stepped into Gaara's line of vision. He kneeled, bowing his head in the same motion.
"Yes....?"
"You're late," Gaara growled dangerously. "By more then three hours."
The kneeling man shrugged. "I was looking for something."
"And did you find it?" The look on Gaara's face plainly showed either way he didn't care, and the man was through.
"Iya. I did not. But this young child you want...why him?"
Gaara stiffened. "You have no right to ask such questions. You know his strength fairly well, do you not? But his power is not what I want." Gaara licked his lips, then pulled them back in a wide grin.
"Might I ask what you do want..?"
"I want...him. Admit it; you think he's gorgeous. Drop-dead gorgeous. "
The still kneeling man lifted his head. He grinned widely..Too wide. No normal mouth could stretch that far. And then his tongue crept out and licked his lips. He dropped his disguising jitsu. He voice became deeper and his hair grew longer.
"Yes. He is."
Gaara smiled. "So you decide to show your true form. How nice...Orochimaru."
Orochimaru frowned. "However, I know of another very beautiful boy..."
Gaara lifted an eyebrow. "Go on."
Orochimaru stood up and looked down at the boy. "You know of him...I'm sure."
The black-eyed boy grinned. "Uchiha...Sasuke."
"That other man you hired. Who is he?"
The young boy shrugged. "An ANBU member. He seemed to be good at this type of thing, and I was fairly surprised when I found out who he really is."
The tall man grinned lazily. "And he is?"
Gaara ran a hand through his blood red hair.
"Gekko Hayate."
A snake slithered around the ninja's neck. "Ah. He has agreed to help you? That's something new. However, he seems somewhat...sickly."
The redhead nodded. "He is. But right now, that does not matter."
"I also heard Anko has been hanging around Kakashi-kun."
"Yes, but that has been going on for awhile now."
Orochimaru looked thoughtful. "Gekko...Hayate, ne?" (A/N: Uh oh.*nudges Silver Ruby* Neahahahahhahaa!)
"What are you thinking about?" The ninja looked extremely suspicious.
The legendary sennin grinned. "Nothing that would interest you...Gaara- sama."
Gaara raised a quizzical eyebrow, but said nothing. He didn't want to know.
"He should've arrived by now. Why is everyone late!?"
"Perhaps he was caught by his fellow ANBU members. Chuunin he may be, but his constant coughing gives him away."
"They shouldn't be suspicious of him. I doubt he's giving himself away. And I do believe he's doing this for the money, so that's what he could say."
"But will he say that?"
A cloud of smoke appeared in back of Orochimaru.
"Please forgive my lateness, Master."
Gaara narrowed his eyes. "Did you find out what you were supposed to?"
"Hai!"
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DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN!!!!!
Anku: What will happen next??!!? Sorry if it's another shitty cliffhanger. Once again, if I kept going, it would've turned out more cheesy and ridiculous then the last chapter, and another thing is I was laughing too much over the thought of Orochimaru and Hayate working for GAARA! Of all people!!! But admit it! You thought it was kinda funny, a bit on the freaky side, but HEY! That is what makes life so interesting. Or, in this case, fanfic's.
Yuie: Once again, people, she has lost her mind.
Anku: But now I soooooooooooooo know where this story is going!!! It may be a little of a PWP story, but it'll have a little bit of a plot.more or less.
Yuie: Which one? More or less.
Anku: In the middle.
Yuie: I swear, I waste valuable time putting up with your bullshit.
Anku: *STARES* 0.0 *pinches self*
Yuie: What?
Anku: Why did no one tell me that Jesus had gone to the dark side???
Yuie: ????
Anku: GREAT SKIES ABOVE, SHE CUSSED!
Angles: HA-LA-LOO-YA!
Yuie: *sweatdrop*
Anku: Might I bring up one of our previous conversations? Yuie: She's going insane. Just look at her. And what comes out of cursing? Nothing! I'll tell you something, cussing gets ya nowhere! Hear me?! NOWHERE! JUST SHOWS YOU'RE UNINTELLIGENT, because you're resorting to saying these weird unneeded words.
Anku: SO NOW, YOU'RE UNINTELLIGENT LIKE THE REST OF US!!!! MWHAHAHHAAA!!!!!!!!
Anyway, now for the numbers:
[1] I forget what the name of it is. So I just put disguising jitsu. It seems to work, and you readers most likely get the point.
[2] Is it called Ichiraku? For awhile, my sister said it was Ichiban, and I thought it was that too. One of the translations says Ichiban and one says Ichiraku. So which one's right? And I didn't know if it was a side shop or what so.*sweatdrop* maybe I should study this a little more before I write the next chapter..Haha.
[3] WHAT THE HELL IS THAT GUY'S NAME? Doesn't the cook deserve to have a name? Oh then there's the other lady that work's there. I don't know her name either. Maybe they say it at some point and I've just missed it...? (The time Iruka and Naruto went there, lets just say she was..er...sick.)
Anyway, lesse...What other announcements..Er..umm.
Yuie: Hmpf. Has the world come to an end? Anku is at a loss for words.
Anku: OFF TO NEVER NEVERLAND! DUN DA DADDUND DUN DODO BA BABA BOO WOOWOO.
Yuie: Her and Metalica. *shiver* I hate metal.
Anku: Yeah, well screw you!!!
OK ENOUGH OF THAT! Please review! I know I took extra long to make this chapter, but you'll for give me...right??? And I'm bribing you guys and girls by writing a little more then the last chapters, see, see!?!?!?!?!?!??!? And I know I went against Gaara's wishes and hardly put any of him in there, there was no making out, and it was a bit angesty, but HEY! I'm getting there!!! And Silver Ruby, if you're reading this, I hope you don't mind if I'm taking you're brainchild. *laughs evilly* I liked you're pairing so much that I'm gonna put it in here, regardless of what the other people say. HAHAHHAHHAA
Yuie: You might lose reviewers...
Anku: DOESN'T MATTER! I mean, come on. The Author writes what he or she wants to and if some people like it they review. But people that have already started must continue till the end! HAHAHAHAHA! It would be very appreciated.
TO BE CONCLUDED!
Behind the scenes for the next chapter:
In a dark room, Gaara is bound to a chair a dim light shines overhead, as Anku and Yuie loom over him, all knives, claws, and teeth. (But...money can't buy knives...)
Gaara: ..hell no.
Evil Anku: YES!
Gaara: You want me to do what now?!
Evil Anku: Come on! You know you wanna!
Gaara: But it's supposed to be all three of us, dammit! And why HIM of all people! He's not part of the triangle!!
Evil perverted psycho Anku: Don't wants get a head start with him, though? And I know you've always wanted to do it with him.
Gaara: ..well..
Yuie: Alright. It's settled.
Gaara: But I have to do with HIM too!??!!? Am I like an all around whore now?? *mutters- I have to admit, he's pretty hot...*
Yuie: HELL YEAH!!!!
Anku: LET'S SEE THE SE- oops..Nevermind..
Naruto: Got a clue?
Sasuke: Nope.
Naruto: Figures.
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