Title: Getting Married
Chapter Title: All That Hard Work For Nothing, Take Two!
Author: nikki (nikkichan0829yahoo.com)
Genre: humor
Rating: R
WARNING: EXTREME OOCNESS. SHOUNEN-AI. YAOI. Some perverted humor.
Author's notes: Another chapter for all of you! Hope you guys will enjoy it!
The sun was just rising over the horizon when a certain alarm clock rang shrilly, an annoying sound if one was still trying to catch a few more Z's before actually waking up. It persisted in its endeavor to wake up its owner who had a mission in six hours time. One would probably wonder why said owner would wake up five hours before the required time. Others would not bother wondering and would think the owner crazy. But the truth was not all that simple. (Especially when it involved some perverted jounins, several chuunins and a couple of untrained genin. All of them idiots as far as the owner of the alarm clock was concerned.)
The alarm clock continued to ring until met its untimely end from an angry fist. At least the clock had done its duty and actually woke the owner up.
"Oh damn... Need... clock... new... sleep..." True, the owner was awake but at this point, his brain simply was not cooperating well enough to give him coherency in speech.
The owner was a very beautiful teen of eighteen with long raven locks. He yawned as he sat up and rubbed his obsidian eyes with his hands, a cute gesture that would've sent women drooling. Uchiha Sasuke was not a morning person. He never was. And neither were his teammates, not that they were here to witness his unguarded moments, thank the gods. But no one was a morning person especially when one's head was threatening to crack open from a hangover.
He flopped back down on his back, using his arm to shield his eyes. The bed was comfortable, almost as if there was someone there keeping him warm. As he curled his fingers, he thought that it was odd that a cold band was on his ring finger. That couldn't be right. Whatever it was, it was definitely not good. The bed shifted. His eyes snapped open and he immediately sat up. Not a good mood with that hangover. He placed a hand over his temple and looked beside him. If one looked closely, one could see his eyes widening before closing and one could guess that Sasuke was most definitely wishing that whoever it was on his bed with him was only a nightmare. A few moments later, his eyes tentatively opened only to discover that the nightmare was real.
He jumped out of bed, taking with him the blankets, wrapping them around himself and turned red like a blushing virgin... That is... if he was still one... His backside chose this moment to make it known that it was indeed sore. That answers the question of his virginity no doubt.
The shock seemed to have jump started Sasuke's brain to start functioning earlier than usual as he wracked his brains as to why, why, why and why he was in bed with, with that - that man! And not only that! He had a ring on his finger! Not just any ring, a wedding band. How did that happen?
He tried to think back to the last thing he remembered before waking up. He remembered talking, getting angry and not to mention, downing several bottles of sake. He remembered starting on his third bottle and anything that happened after that were merely blanks in his memory.
This could not be happening to him. He was only eighteen and he was most definitely certain that this was not legal. This had to be some kind of joke...
Maybe that was it! This had to be one of Naruto's stupid jokes. It just had to be! But...
There was no way Naruto could've gotten this guy to help no matter how much they could relate to each other (especially when they were both drunk out of their minds). Sasuke swore as his head continued to ache terribly and was compounded by the fact that he was distressing it with disturbing thoughts so early in the morning. He should've known that going to the party last night was a bad idea.
It was then that the guy on the bed shifted again, his hand stretching out to where Sasuke previously was. The raven-haired boy watched those dark eyebrows furrowed before those eyes fluttered open, revealing those obsidian eyes.
The two stared at each other for a long while before Sasuke brought his hand up and pointed to the gold band on his finger with a distressed look on his face. The other seemed not to understand for a moment as he tried to collect his wits. He raised his own hand and saw a ring identical to Sasuke's. He stared at it, not really comprehending what it meant but when it finally sunk in, he bolted up and screamed, "HOLY SHIT!"
It was a few moments before they found themselves on opposite sides of the room, looking warily at each other. It was completely silent until Sasuke decided to break it.
"No, no, no, no, no! This cannot be happening!"
"I would love to think so."
"This is most definitely not happening!"
"But it already has. Would you mind turning down the volume a bit? Your voice is giving me a headache."
"This is a nightmare!" Sasuke paced back and forth as he panicked.
"Would you stop being a woman already?"
Sasuke whirled around and glared at the person he was holding responsible for this fiasco. "You are not helping, Itachi."
"Calm down. I'm sure it's just a mistake or a joke or something..."
"WHAT?!"
Itachi winced when the volume of the raven-haired young man's voice raised several notches higher.
"How can you be so calm?!"
The older Uchiha frowned. "Years of practice. What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Sasuke seemed horrified at what suddenly came to mind. "We really did it? I mean, did IT?!"
Itachi's eyes widened. "Of-of course not! I wasn't drunk enough to do something that stupid!"
"... Then why the hell is my ass so sore?"
The older Uchiha's jaw dropped. As he tried to make words come out of his mouth, not a single sound escaped his lips. Sasuke sighed exasperatedly and pushed himself off the wall and started picking up his clothes which were strewn all over the room. Some were in great need of being sewn back together. Great. Just great. Sasuke was not a happy camper.
It was some moments of Sasuke rummaging the room, under the bed, on the table, on the floor, by the door or wherever he could find his clothes whether in one piece or not, that Itachi finally worked up enough nerve to say, "We're married?"
"Yes, brother dear..." Sasuke muttered sarcastically.
"We're married?"
"Yes."
"We're married."
"Yes, goddammit! Do I need to spell it out for you?!" In his anger, Sasuke dropped his clothes as well as the blanket covering his body.
The older Uchiha stared... stared... and stared... Then his lips curved into a smirk. "How about coming back to bed? It's still too early for this."
Sasuke tilted his head. He had not expected that. "Okay."
"You won't regret it, Sasuke-kun," Itachi purred.
And Sasuke didn't. Had he known that things would end up this way, he wouldn't have spent all that time training to beat his brother. Stupid Itachi...
OWARI
Started: May 21, 2004
Ended: May 21, 2004
Chapter Title: All That Hard Work For Nothing, Take Two!
Author: nikki (nikkichan0829yahoo.com)
Genre: humor
Rating: R
WARNING: EXTREME OOCNESS. SHOUNEN-AI. YAOI. Some perverted humor.
Author's notes: Another chapter for all of you! Hope you guys will enjoy it!
The sun was just rising over the horizon when a certain alarm clock rang shrilly, an annoying sound if one was still trying to catch a few more Z's before actually waking up. It persisted in its endeavor to wake up its owner who had a mission in six hours time. One would probably wonder why said owner would wake up five hours before the required time. Others would not bother wondering and would think the owner crazy. But the truth was not all that simple. (Especially when it involved some perverted jounins, several chuunins and a couple of untrained genin. All of them idiots as far as the owner of the alarm clock was concerned.)
The alarm clock continued to ring until met its untimely end from an angry fist. At least the clock had done its duty and actually woke the owner up.
"Oh damn... Need... clock... new... sleep..." True, the owner was awake but at this point, his brain simply was not cooperating well enough to give him coherency in speech.
The owner was a very beautiful teen of eighteen with long raven locks. He yawned as he sat up and rubbed his obsidian eyes with his hands, a cute gesture that would've sent women drooling. Uchiha Sasuke was not a morning person. He never was. And neither were his teammates, not that they were here to witness his unguarded moments, thank the gods. But no one was a morning person especially when one's head was threatening to crack open from a hangover.
He flopped back down on his back, using his arm to shield his eyes. The bed was comfortable, almost as if there was someone there keeping him warm. As he curled his fingers, he thought that it was odd that a cold band was on his ring finger. That couldn't be right. Whatever it was, it was definitely not good. The bed shifted. His eyes snapped open and he immediately sat up. Not a good mood with that hangover. He placed a hand over his temple and looked beside him. If one looked closely, one could see his eyes widening before closing and one could guess that Sasuke was most definitely wishing that whoever it was on his bed with him was only a nightmare. A few moments later, his eyes tentatively opened only to discover that the nightmare was real.
He jumped out of bed, taking with him the blankets, wrapping them around himself and turned red like a blushing virgin... That is... if he was still one... His backside chose this moment to make it known that it was indeed sore. That answers the question of his virginity no doubt.
The shock seemed to have jump started Sasuke's brain to start functioning earlier than usual as he wracked his brains as to why, why, why and why he was in bed with, with that - that man! And not only that! He had a ring on his finger! Not just any ring, a wedding band. How did that happen?
He tried to think back to the last thing he remembered before waking up. He remembered talking, getting angry and not to mention, downing several bottles of sake. He remembered starting on his third bottle and anything that happened after that were merely blanks in his memory.
This could not be happening to him. He was only eighteen and he was most definitely certain that this was not legal. This had to be some kind of joke...
Maybe that was it! This had to be one of Naruto's stupid jokes. It just had to be! But...
There was no way Naruto could've gotten this guy to help no matter how much they could relate to each other (especially when they were both drunk out of their minds). Sasuke swore as his head continued to ache terribly and was compounded by the fact that he was distressing it with disturbing thoughts so early in the morning. He should've known that going to the party last night was a bad idea.
It was then that the guy on the bed shifted again, his hand stretching out to where Sasuke previously was. The raven-haired boy watched those dark eyebrows furrowed before those eyes fluttered open, revealing those obsidian eyes.
The two stared at each other for a long while before Sasuke brought his hand up and pointed to the gold band on his finger with a distressed look on his face. The other seemed not to understand for a moment as he tried to collect his wits. He raised his own hand and saw a ring identical to Sasuke's. He stared at it, not really comprehending what it meant but when it finally sunk in, he bolted up and screamed, "HOLY SHIT!"
It was a few moments before they found themselves on opposite sides of the room, looking warily at each other. It was completely silent until Sasuke decided to break it.
"No, no, no, no, no! This cannot be happening!"
"I would love to think so."
"This is most definitely not happening!"
"But it already has. Would you mind turning down the volume a bit? Your voice is giving me a headache."
"This is a nightmare!" Sasuke paced back and forth as he panicked.
"Would you stop being a woman already?"
Sasuke whirled around and glared at the person he was holding responsible for this fiasco. "You are not helping, Itachi."
"Calm down. I'm sure it's just a mistake or a joke or something..."
"WHAT?!"
Itachi winced when the volume of the raven-haired young man's voice raised several notches higher.
"How can you be so calm?!"
The older Uchiha frowned. "Years of practice. What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Sasuke seemed horrified at what suddenly came to mind. "We really did it? I mean, did IT?!"
Itachi's eyes widened. "Of-of course not! I wasn't drunk enough to do something that stupid!"
"... Then why the hell is my ass so sore?"
The older Uchiha's jaw dropped. As he tried to make words come out of his mouth, not a single sound escaped his lips. Sasuke sighed exasperatedly and pushed himself off the wall and started picking up his clothes which were strewn all over the room. Some were in great need of being sewn back together. Great. Just great. Sasuke was not a happy camper.
It was some moments of Sasuke rummaging the room, under the bed, on the table, on the floor, by the door or wherever he could find his clothes whether in one piece or not, that Itachi finally worked up enough nerve to say, "We're married?"
"Yes, brother dear..." Sasuke muttered sarcastically.
"We're married?"
"Yes."
"We're married."
"Yes, goddammit! Do I need to spell it out for you?!" In his anger, Sasuke dropped his clothes as well as the blanket covering his body.
The older Uchiha stared... stared... and stared... Then his lips curved into a smirk. "How about coming back to bed? It's still too early for this."
Sasuke tilted his head. He had not expected that. "Okay."
"You won't regret it, Sasuke-kun," Itachi purred.
And Sasuke didn't. Had he known that things would end up this way, he wouldn't have spent all that time training to beat his brother. Stupid Itachi...
OWARI
Started: May 21, 2004
Ended: May 21, 2004