Kitty: Hello faithful readers! Even though I had a REALLY crappy day because it's so hot, I've decided to work on this again. I promised, didn't I? (Did I?) Since I've got some time on my hands, I'd like to thank my reviewers. Even though I'd love to thank each one of you personally, I'll have to separate you out into groups that generally the same things.
To all who reviewed telling me I was doing a good job or that this was funny: blink Wow. There's a lot of you. I never thought I'd have so many readers. To tell you the truth (which has already been told in Chapter 3), I wrote the first chapter of this while I was on a rampage. (Heh.) I posted it just for the heck of it, and BOOM. Like, 15 reviews in the first 6 hours. Thank you so much! (What else is there to say?)
To all those who gave me food in their reviews (cookies, snack cakes, etc…): snicker What a sweet little idea! giggle (I know, I know. Bad pun. I just had to say it, though…)
To all those who sent me ideas for this next chapter: I'm so glad you did! I wouldn't be writing this if you didn't! Thank you to all who did!
And finally, to those who told me to forget about/fuck/screw the flamer, or to just plain move on: Well, you guys (or girls) are heroes (or heroines). You saved this fic from that awful 'Remove Story' button on my taskbar. cue sad music to accompany flashback I was going to remove this after I got flamed, but then I saw all your kind words of encouragement and support, and I just couldn't do it. I couldn't disappoint all my readers. (As you know, they're now sacred to me after this whole flame-incident. (sigh There. I'm all drama-ed out today.) But, now, I'll list the wonderful peoples' names that saved this fic from certain destruction:
Dark Mimiru-Chan
Akio the Dragon Master
Kin Uchiha
SukiAme
kashisenshey
The Dark Archon
TheGreatAnimeFan
Keizka
chibikakashi
tracy-kin
Thank you all soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! Remember, all you readers who really enjoy this should thank them sometime for keeping this fic alive.
And just some random stuff:
To Lain Mikado: shakes head No no. I don't hate Sakura at all. She's actually the character I can best relate to from anywhere, personality-wise. Always chasing after Sasuke and unsuccessful at ever actually getting him; at the top of her class academically; can go on and on without even realizing it; etc… I just like to pick on her a little (okay, a lot) because her flaws kind of reflect my own.
To Red River: Can you tell me where to find some good NaruXSasu pics? grin I really can't find any that are any good. And you said you found some good ones.
To 'Sakura is a Parasite!': Go right on ahead with that fanart! cheesy grin As long as you send it to me, too. even cheesier grin
And, lastly, Antiprepshit: Go fuck yourself in a ditch, ya little bastard!
Kitty: Phew! Where'd that come from? Not my normal self at all!
Sasuke: Could it be from that 2 liter bottle of Mountain Dew you just drank in about 10 seconds?
Kitty: gasps Oh crap! Now I wont be able to sleep for a week! sly grin
Naruto: Great. Just what we all need. A hyper AND sleepless authoress to torture us for the next whole week.
Sakura: not listening Sasuke! It's your birthday tomorrow!
Kitty: has completely forgotten That's right! grabs Sasuke by the wrist Come on! The eve of your birthday must be celebrated appropriately! drags him off into a spare room
Sasuke: pokes his head through the door Help…? O.O
Sakura: yelling through the now-locked door Whatever she's doing to you, Sasuke, remember! I can do it better!
Naruto: O.O'
Disclaimer: Not mine…
After class, Iruka held the students for a few more minutes to make an announcement.
"Remember everyone," he said happily. "You have the next week off from classes." Many cheers from the more forgetful students followed this statement. "But you do have training sessions with your team leaders every morning, so don't think you can slack off for the next week." The same students who had cheered, now emitted a groan of disappointment. Sasuke, who had regained his composure completely, just smirked at the ones who had groaned.
After Iruka had dismissed them all, Sasuke made his way slowly to the door in order to avoid the stampede of his peers, which was led by Naruto, of course. Just when he had reached the door, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He tuned around in a rather sloth-like fashion, due to his lack of sleep the previous night. Standing in front of him was none other than Sakura.
"What?" he asked, trying not to think about the horrible memory that he associated with this pink-haired girl. She blushed a little, then smiled up at him. "What, Sakura? I have stuff to do. I have to--" He thought as hard as he could for some excuse to avoid spending any more time than absolutely necessary with her. "I have to go to Ino's house." It was the first thing that came to his mind that would keep her away from him, so he said it.
"WHAT?!" she shrieked. "Why do you have to go to Ino-pig's place?! Do you like her more than me?!" Realizing his mistake, he tried to fix it.
"She wants to talk to me about something," he stuttered. That was vague enough, right?
"Fine," Sakura said grumpily, then she pushed past him, and out of the classroom. Then he sighed in relief.
'That should keep her away from me for a while,' Sasuke thought, smiling to himself. Then he exited the school, and started on his way home. But as soon as he reached his apartment-thing, Sakura jumped out from around a corner in the hallway.
"Ah-ha!" she yelled triumphantly, dramatically pointing a finger in his face. "I knew you weren't going to Ino's! You just wanted to get rid of me!" Sasuke narrowed his eyes while racking his brain again.
"I was just coming here to change my clothes," he said, matter-of-factly. Sakura raised an eyebrow. Sasuke never really wore anything but his usual black shirt and white shorts. And the ones he was wearing weren't all that dirty. They'd been sitting in class the whole day. (A very inactive class, at that.) And anyway. Why would he change his clothes for Ino?
"Huh?" Sakura stared at Sasuke for a second, before he disappeared into his apartment and locked the door. She scowled at it.
With Sakura
'What if Sasuke really IS telling the truth? And what if he really IS going to see Ino-pig? I can't let that happen!' she thought as she walked away from the apartment building. 'I'd better follow Sasuke to Ino's and make sure nothing's going on.'
With Sasuke
Sasuke pulled gently on his curtains to see if Sakura was gone. He couldn't see her, but he knew she was lurking somewhere nearby.
'I'd better just walk over to Ino's to make it look like I really had to go somewhere,' Sasuke thought as he entered his kitchen. Slightly to his surprise, he found his kitchen table covered with flowers and candy and all that stuff from fangirls. He frowned at it all, then growled slightly. He HAD to figure out how so many people could get into his house during the day without him noticing.
'Okay, I told Sakura I was going to change my clothes,' he thought as he walked into his bedroom, which was just that. A room with a bed and other bedroom-ish furniture. He pulled open one of the drawers on his dresser, and dammit, all the clothes in the drawer were exactly the same as the ones he was wearing. He sighed and shoved the drawer shut with a thud. He repeated the action three more times until he reached the bottom of the dresser. He yanked the last drawer open, and exasperatedly started do dig through it.
Yes! His efforts were not fruitless! He rubbed the not-black-or-white fabric to his face, feeling something other than his training clothes for the first time in months. Then he went on another search through his bottom drawer in order to find a partner for the shirt he had dug out. After finding a pair of pants he swore he had never seen before, he practically ripped off his training clothes, and then pulled on the stuff he had just found.
Not wasting any time, he walked over to his mirror with some unknown difficulty (Yes, he has a full-length mirror in his room) and stared at his reflection. His jaw practically dropped through the floor at the sight of himself. Now he knew why it was so hard to walk; his pants were about six sizes too small, yet he could still fit into them. As it turns out, Sasuke, along with Ricky Martin, had that special 'being-able-to-fit-into-pants-that-are-way-too-small-and-yet-still-looking-manly-in-them' gift. And it was a gift Sasuke REALLY didn't want.
'No way in hell,' he thought as he pulled at the tight denim. But when he tried to take them off, they seriously WOULD NOT COME LOOSE. After about five minutes of rolling around of the floor, yelling and pulling at his pants, they had come down a couple of centimeters, but they were nowhere near being off. He sighed and then made a mental note to personally murder whoever had bought him the pants from hell. He pulled on a clean shirt, then pulled it down as far as it would go, which wasn't really that far. Then he made a mental note to buy longer shirts should this type of occasion arise once again. As he (painfully) made his way out of his apartment, he had another thought.
'I know Sakura will follow me, so I'll just get her annoyed as hell. Then she might leave me alone.' He picked up a bouquet of random flowers off the table, throwing the card off to one side. It's not like he cared who it was from. He closed and locked the door behind him, though he didn't see the point; all the girls in the city had an identical house key to his, and they could get in there anytime they wanted.
As he made his way down the street, he saw a flash of pink. He rolled his eyes and continued walking to the Yamanako residence. ((Did I spell that right?)) Alone in a random bush, Sakura burned with jealousy.
'Why does he bring her flowers AND wear those pants?! Why's he going to see HER anyway?!' Without another thought, Sakura started to run in the opposite direction of Sasuke.
Soon after, Sasuke reached Ino's house. After knocking ever so lightly on the door, he shrugged exaggeratedly as to inform Sakura (who was nowhere nearby) that no one was home. But he had come ALL THIS WAY in the pants from hell, so he decided it would be worth it to see Sakura really pissed at him. He was going to give Ino the flowers. After all, since it was dark out, Ino might not know it was him giving her the flowers. She would probably think it was Shikamaru or someone.
Sasuke made his way to the back of the house where the Yamanakos had a pool. ((They probably don't have a pool, but they do in this story…)) He opened the gate, and was greeted by the warm light of some tiki torches. He couldn't really see anything in the dark, and he was sure nothing could see him. He walked (painfully) to the edge of the pool, and (with VERY much difficulty) squatted down by the side of the water. It had a few ripples, but nothing else.
Just as he had his face down to the water to see his reflection (Oh how he loved to see his pretty face!), another face popped up right in front of his own. Along with a long, blonde ponytail, closed eyes, and a light spray of water shooting from the mouth and nose. Before Sasuke had time to react, the pony tailed figure stood all the way up (Seeing as she was in the shallow end of the pool), and right before a stunned Sasuke stood a very naked, very flat, and very unobservant Ino.
Sasuke shoved a fist into his mouth as to not scream. He fell backwards onto the cement around the pool, and started to edge away from the water. Ino shook her head lightly to get some water out of her ears, and then dove back underwater, leaving Sasuke by himself. He shivered, and then, with much effort, he managed to stand up and sprint off.
As soon as he got back to his apartment, he pushed the door open, and walked in, pulling off his shirt. Even though this second spazz attack wasn't as bad as the first, he twitched slightly, then tried to take his pants off. Remembering how hard this would be, he grabbed a kunai from nowhere and began to cut through the offending fabric.
After a few more minutes of cutting, a few twitch-attacks had left him covered in small cuts and gashes. He could deal with those in the morning. He walked into his darkened room only wearing boxers, flopped down on his bed, and pulled the sheet up over his chest. Or… Tried to pull the sheet up. Something heavy was on top of it, preventing him from seeking comfort in the silky softness that made up his sheets
He snapped on the light next to his bed, then saw probably the scariest thing he'd ever seen before in his life, sprawled out naked next to him.
Sasuke squealed at he threw himself off his surprisingly large bed, puling the sheet down with him to cover his almost-naked self with. The pink haired figure on his bed looked rather taken aback, then she half-closed her eyes, and whispered,
"Hello, Sasuke…"
On the other side of town, Naruto was just climbing into bed, when he heard an almost sickening scream. He shrugged and plopped down into his Sakura-less bed, and closed his eyes, drifting into happy dreams of ramen.
Naruto: seeing as Kitty and Sasuke are busy Okay, there's another chapter.
Sakura: pounding on the door of the spare room Don't worry, Sasuke! We'll be together soon!
Naruto: R and R!
To all who reviewed telling me I was doing a good job or that this was funny: blink Wow. There's a lot of you. I never thought I'd have so many readers. To tell you the truth (which has already been told in Chapter 3), I wrote the first chapter of this while I was on a rampage. (Heh.) I posted it just for the heck of it, and BOOM. Like, 15 reviews in the first 6 hours. Thank you so much! (What else is there to say?)
To all those who gave me food in their reviews (cookies, snack cakes, etc…): snicker What a sweet little idea! giggle (I know, I know. Bad pun. I just had to say it, though…)
To all those who sent me ideas for this next chapter: I'm so glad you did! I wouldn't be writing this if you didn't! Thank you to all who did!
And finally, to those who told me to forget about/fuck/screw the flamer, or to just plain move on: Well, you guys (or girls) are heroes (or heroines). You saved this fic from that awful 'Remove Story' button on my taskbar. cue sad music to accompany flashback I was going to remove this after I got flamed, but then I saw all your kind words of encouragement and support, and I just couldn't do it. I couldn't disappoint all my readers. (As you know, they're now sacred to me after this whole flame-incident. (sigh There. I'm all drama-ed out today.) But, now, I'll list the wonderful peoples' names that saved this fic from certain destruction:
Dark Mimiru-Chan
Akio the Dragon Master
Kin Uchiha
SukiAme
kashisenshey
The Dark Archon
TheGreatAnimeFan
Keizka
chibikakashi
tracy-kin
Thank you all soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! Remember, all you readers who really enjoy this should thank them sometime for keeping this fic alive.
And just some random stuff:
To Lain Mikado: shakes head No no. I don't hate Sakura at all. She's actually the character I can best relate to from anywhere, personality-wise. Always chasing after Sasuke and unsuccessful at ever actually getting him; at the top of her class academically; can go on and on without even realizing it; etc… I just like to pick on her a little (okay, a lot) because her flaws kind of reflect my own.
To Red River: Can you tell me where to find some good NaruXSasu pics? grin I really can't find any that are any good. And you said you found some good ones.
To 'Sakura is a Parasite!': Go right on ahead with that fanart! cheesy grin As long as you send it to me, too. even cheesier grin
And, lastly, Antiprepshit: Go fuck yourself in a ditch, ya little bastard!
Kitty: Phew! Where'd that come from? Not my normal self at all!
Sasuke: Could it be from that 2 liter bottle of Mountain Dew you just drank in about 10 seconds?
Kitty: gasps Oh crap! Now I wont be able to sleep for a week! sly grin
Naruto: Great. Just what we all need. A hyper AND sleepless authoress to torture us for the next whole week.
Sakura: not listening Sasuke! It's your birthday tomorrow!
Kitty: has completely forgotten That's right! grabs Sasuke by the wrist Come on! The eve of your birthday must be celebrated appropriately! drags him off into a spare room
Sasuke: pokes his head through the door Help…? O.O
Sakura: yelling through the now-locked door Whatever she's doing to you, Sasuke, remember! I can do it better!
Naruto: O.O'
Disclaimer: Not mine…
After class, Iruka held the students for a few more minutes to make an announcement.
"Remember everyone," he said happily. "You have the next week off from classes." Many cheers from the more forgetful students followed this statement. "But you do have training sessions with your team leaders every morning, so don't think you can slack off for the next week." The same students who had cheered, now emitted a groan of disappointment. Sasuke, who had regained his composure completely, just smirked at the ones who had groaned.
After Iruka had dismissed them all, Sasuke made his way slowly to the door in order to avoid the stampede of his peers, which was led by Naruto, of course. Just when he had reached the door, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He tuned around in a rather sloth-like fashion, due to his lack of sleep the previous night. Standing in front of him was none other than Sakura.
"What?" he asked, trying not to think about the horrible memory that he associated with this pink-haired girl. She blushed a little, then smiled up at him. "What, Sakura? I have stuff to do. I have to--" He thought as hard as he could for some excuse to avoid spending any more time than absolutely necessary with her. "I have to go to Ino's house." It was the first thing that came to his mind that would keep her away from him, so he said it.
"WHAT?!" she shrieked. "Why do you have to go to Ino-pig's place?! Do you like her more than me?!" Realizing his mistake, he tried to fix it.
"She wants to talk to me about something," he stuttered. That was vague enough, right?
"Fine," Sakura said grumpily, then she pushed past him, and out of the classroom. Then he sighed in relief.
'That should keep her away from me for a while,' Sasuke thought, smiling to himself. Then he exited the school, and started on his way home. But as soon as he reached his apartment-thing, Sakura jumped out from around a corner in the hallway.
"Ah-ha!" she yelled triumphantly, dramatically pointing a finger in his face. "I knew you weren't going to Ino's! You just wanted to get rid of me!" Sasuke narrowed his eyes while racking his brain again.
"I was just coming here to change my clothes," he said, matter-of-factly. Sakura raised an eyebrow. Sasuke never really wore anything but his usual black shirt and white shorts. And the ones he was wearing weren't all that dirty. They'd been sitting in class the whole day. (A very inactive class, at that.) And anyway. Why would he change his clothes for Ino?
"Huh?" Sakura stared at Sasuke for a second, before he disappeared into his apartment and locked the door. She scowled at it.
With Sakura
'What if Sasuke really IS telling the truth? And what if he really IS going to see Ino-pig? I can't let that happen!' she thought as she walked away from the apartment building. 'I'd better follow Sasuke to Ino's and make sure nothing's going on.'
With Sasuke
Sasuke pulled gently on his curtains to see if Sakura was gone. He couldn't see her, but he knew she was lurking somewhere nearby.
'I'd better just walk over to Ino's to make it look like I really had to go somewhere,' Sasuke thought as he entered his kitchen. Slightly to his surprise, he found his kitchen table covered with flowers and candy and all that stuff from fangirls. He frowned at it all, then growled slightly. He HAD to figure out how so many people could get into his house during the day without him noticing.
'Okay, I told Sakura I was going to change my clothes,' he thought as he walked into his bedroom, which was just that. A room with a bed and other bedroom-ish furniture. He pulled open one of the drawers on his dresser, and dammit, all the clothes in the drawer were exactly the same as the ones he was wearing. He sighed and shoved the drawer shut with a thud. He repeated the action three more times until he reached the bottom of the dresser. He yanked the last drawer open, and exasperatedly started do dig through it.
Yes! His efforts were not fruitless! He rubbed the not-black-or-white fabric to his face, feeling something other than his training clothes for the first time in months. Then he went on another search through his bottom drawer in order to find a partner for the shirt he had dug out. After finding a pair of pants he swore he had never seen before, he practically ripped off his training clothes, and then pulled on the stuff he had just found.
Not wasting any time, he walked over to his mirror with some unknown difficulty (Yes, he has a full-length mirror in his room) and stared at his reflection. His jaw practically dropped through the floor at the sight of himself. Now he knew why it was so hard to walk; his pants were about six sizes too small, yet he could still fit into them. As it turns out, Sasuke, along with Ricky Martin, had that special 'being-able-to-fit-into-pants-that-are-way-too-small-and-yet-still-looking-manly-in-them' gift. And it was a gift Sasuke REALLY didn't want.
'No way in hell,' he thought as he pulled at the tight denim. But when he tried to take them off, they seriously WOULD NOT COME LOOSE. After about five minutes of rolling around of the floor, yelling and pulling at his pants, they had come down a couple of centimeters, but they were nowhere near being off. He sighed and then made a mental note to personally murder whoever had bought him the pants from hell. He pulled on a clean shirt, then pulled it down as far as it would go, which wasn't really that far. Then he made a mental note to buy longer shirts should this type of occasion arise once again. As he (painfully) made his way out of his apartment, he had another thought.
'I know Sakura will follow me, so I'll just get her annoyed as hell. Then she might leave me alone.' He picked up a bouquet of random flowers off the table, throwing the card off to one side. It's not like he cared who it was from. He closed and locked the door behind him, though he didn't see the point; all the girls in the city had an identical house key to his, and they could get in there anytime they wanted.
As he made his way down the street, he saw a flash of pink. He rolled his eyes and continued walking to the Yamanako residence. ((Did I spell that right?)) Alone in a random bush, Sakura burned with jealousy.
'Why does he bring her flowers AND wear those pants?! Why's he going to see HER anyway?!' Without another thought, Sakura started to run in the opposite direction of Sasuke.
Soon after, Sasuke reached Ino's house. After knocking ever so lightly on the door, he shrugged exaggeratedly as to inform Sakura (who was nowhere nearby) that no one was home. But he had come ALL THIS WAY in the pants from hell, so he decided it would be worth it to see Sakura really pissed at him. He was going to give Ino the flowers. After all, since it was dark out, Ino might not know it was him giving her the flowers. She would probably think it was Shikamaru or someone.
Sasuke made his way to the back of the house where the Yamanakos had a pool. ((They probably don't have a pool, but they do in this story…)) He opened the gate, and was greeted by the warm light of some tiki torches. He couldn't really see anything in the dark, and he was sure nothing could see him. He walked (painfully) to the edge of the pool, and (with VERY much difficulty) squatted down by the side of the water. It had a few ripples, but nothing else.
Just as he had his face down to the water to see his reflection (Oh how he loved to see his pretty face!), another face popped up right in front of his own. Along with a long, blonde ponytail, closed eyes, and a light spray of water shooting from the mouth and nose. Before Sasuke had time to react, the pony tailed figure stood all the way up (Seeing as she was in the shallow end of the pool), and right before a stunned Sasuke stood a very naked, very flat, and very unobservant Ino.
Sasuke shoved a fist into his mouth as to not scream. He fell backwards onto the cement around the pool, and started to edge away from the water. Ino shook her head lightly to get some water out of her ears, and then dove back underwater, leaving Sasuke by himself. He shivered, and then, with much effort, he managed to stand up and sprint off.
As soon as he got back to his apartment, he pushed the door open, and walked in, pulling off his shirt. Even though this second spazz attack wasn't as bad as the first, he twitched slightly, then tried to take his pants off. Remembering how hard this would be, he grabbed a kunai from nowhere and began to cut through the offending fabric.
After a few more minutes of cutting, a few twitch-attacks had left him covered in small cuts and gashes. He could deal with those in the morning. He walked into his darkened room only wearing boxers, flopped down on his bed, and pulled the sheet up over his chest. Or… Tried to pull the sheet up. Something heavy was on top of it, preventing him from seeking comfort in the silky softness that made up his sheets
He snapped on the light next to his bed, then saw probably the scariest thing he'd ever seen before in his life, sprawled out naked next to him.
Sasuke squealed at he threw himself off his surprisingly large bed, puling the sheet down with him to cover his almost-naked self with. The pink haired figure on his bed looked rather taken aback, then she half-closed her eyes, and whispered,
"Hello, Sasuke…"
On the other side of town, Naruto was just climbing into bed, when he heard an almost sickening scream. He shrugged and plopped down into his Sakura-less bed, and closed his eyes, drifting into happy dreams of ramen.
Naruto: seeing as Kitty and Sasuke are busy Okay, there's another chapter.
Sakura: pounding on the door of the spare room Don't worry, Sasuke! We'll be together soon!
Naruto: R and R!