Sakurabana: How dare you let Jiraiya try and administer that to me? That's just gross!

Kakashi: Ma. Ma. Everything's fine. You're awake now.

Sakurabana: HOW COULD YOU SAY EVERYTHING'S FINE! I ALMOST GOT SOME OLD GUYS FINGERS SHOVED UP MY…

Sasuke: :holds up "edited for content" sign:

Naruto: O.o

Iruka: :blushes even more:

Kakashi: Yes. Yes. There is only one person that I know that can stand that technique…

Iruka: :completely red:

Sakurabana: Who?

Kakashi: I'm not telling. You'll probably pass out again.

Jiraiya: :Blood everywhere: Can I administer the technique again?

Sakurabana: Shut up you old perverted geezer! :Punches Jiraiya again and sends him flying back:

Naruto: Well, uh, Sakurabana doesn't own anything. Not a single thing.

Sakurabana: And you Naruto! :points finger:

Naruto: :hurriedly: On to the fic!

Freaky Ninja

(Sasu/Naru)

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A perfect day would be: a happy sun peeking out of the thick white clouds, a warm summer breeze that flutters through your hair and tickles your face, birds that sang their merry little songs to on another and soared freely above the tree line, and announce your love to the one you have loved for so long that you can't remember when it first happened. Yes, that would be a perfect day.

But, it was exactly opposite of a perfect day. The sun was completely hidden by oil black cloud, the wind that blew was violent and harsh, the birds seemed like they all died a few years back and were now all extinct, and he didn't announce his love to the person he loved so much.

Still the middle of summer, it was warm outside. But not hot because the rain clouds that swept in cooled it down. It looked like that at any minute the clouds were about to burst from all the rain held captive inside. He hurried to their house. Another five minutes and he'll be there.

Then a sudden thought struck him. What was he going to say? Was he to just stroll in and announce to them that he was gay and liked another boy? Or should he just say, "Look, Sensei, I'm having some guy troubles." Maybe that'll work. In any way, he had to ask for help. He was lost and confused when it came down to it. Was this what love was really about? Being lost and confused? If so, he'd go through a hell of a lot more just for him.

Finally, he landed on their doorstep. He straighten out, tried to look convincing, and knocked on the door. He heard the patter of footsteps approaching the door. He watched the doorknob turn slowly and the door creak open. Slowly. Slowly. Finally, the door open to expose a silver-haired man wearing nothing but boxers and a mask.

He stepped back and flushed at the sight of the man standing there almost naked. He pivoted on his heel and said, "Sorry, I interrupted your…"

"I was sleeping, Sasuke. And when do you say that you're sorry? The only time I've heard you say that is was when you're saying it to Naruto."

"Y-Yeah. I just thought…" he scanned his brain for a good excuse and couldn't come up with one. "I don't know. Never mind."

"Ma. What did you want?"

"I need to ask you something."

"W-wh-what?" Kakashi said while trying to restrain a yawn but failing miserably.

"Er, well, it's kind of secret and…"

"Come on. What is it?"

"Are you sure? Out here?" he said nervously.

"Yes. Say it."

"Well, okay. I like another guy and I think…"

Kakashi stood there wide-eyed and didn't let him continue further. "Come inside Sasuke. We'll talk in hear."

He rolled his eyes and continued inside.

The inside of the house was small. Meant for two or four people max. It had a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and a bedroom. It was bigger than his apartment, yet, significantly messier.

Kakashi apologized for the mess and added, "Iruka's grocery shopping now and hasn't gotten the time to clean, yet. I was going to after I had a little nap. Good thing you woke me, Sasuke." He concluded with a smile visible under his mask.

He looked at the mask and smiled. "Does he even sleep with it on?" he wondered.

Kakashi went into the bedroom and came out with a pair of jeans on a few minutes later. He looked at the jeans. He didn't even know that he wore, let alone even had any, jeans.

Kakashi caught his awkward stare and explained, "Iruka bought them for me. He said they'd look good on me."

"They do."

Kakashi, puzzled, turned to the boy and said, "Thank you?"

"No. I mean…" He said as he slapped his forehead. Whatever he said now was just going to dig a deeper hole for him. "Never mind."

Kakashi smiled. "I was just hoping to hear it from Iruka first, that's all. Thank you though, really."

He nodded. What else could go wrong today? Kissing himself, telling Sakura that he doesn't like her, telling the women of the village that he was gay, hitting on his team Jounin, and finally, the best thing of all, it wasn't really even his own body.

Kakashi sat down on the chair and before he could motion for him to sit down, he plopped down on the couch.

"So, what were you trying to tell me outside, Sasuke?" Kakashi began.

"I, well, I like another… another… guy. And, well, he came up to me and kissed me. But then the girl that likes Sa- er, me, saw and flipped out. She then chased me around the whole damn village along with a mob of women and confessed her love for me."

"That's the third time this week, right?"

"Something like that." He added casually but not really knowing. "So I was wondering…"

"Does he really like you?" Kakashi finished.

"Yeah."

"And you came to me? Why?"

"Well, you're someone that I trust, someone that Sa-Naruto trusts, and also, you ARE with Iruka."

"Ah, good point. Well, if there's one field that I excelled at, it wasn't matchmaking. I can't help you as much as I'd like, but I can offer some advice, Sasuke."

He sat there thinking for a few seconds pondering over the situation in his head. Finally, he asked, "Did you strip?"

"Sensei!"

"Okay, no. Well, then you could always go up and tell Naruto that you love him. That's what I did with Iruka, and look where it's gotten me! I think that would be good. And if not, strip for him."

"I…am…not…stripping!" He said between clenched teeth.

"Well, I don't know what else to say, Sasuke. You might be able to…"

"How do I do it without making a fool out of myself?"

Kakashi laughed. "Either way, you'll make a fool out of yourself. Either he'll turn you down and you'll be laughed at that way. Or, he'll accept and he'll laugh at you later on about how scared you looked when asking him. It's a lose-lose battle. I'm going through it right now."

He nodded and thought for a few minutes. "Okay thanks, Sensei." He said as he went to the door. "I think I know what to say this time."

"Ma. Good luck, Sasuke."

He nodded and ran outside. The sky was increasingly darker than before.

Kakashi watched the young boy run away. He smiled and said under his breath, "By the way, Naruto, it's the twenty fifth time this week that she's confessed her love for Sasuke. Not the third." He smiled once more and before shutting the door, looked up at the sky. A little flicker of worry shot across his face, but was quickly gone as he shut the door completely.

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Sakurabana: Well, I liked it. Did any of you?

Naruto: Wh-What? I thought you were still mad at us.

Sakurabana: No, after writing that, I got over it.

Naruto: But…

Sakurabana: Do you want me mad at you? Remind me again and I will be.

Naruto: I liked it. But was that me the whole time?

Sasuke: Yes, dobe.

Naruto: Shut up Sasuke.

Kakashi: Well, I seemed out of character.

Sakurabana: Yes, I believe so too. Something's that you said you wouldn't say, but I had to in order for the story. It was a sacrifice I was willing to make.

Jiraiya: Am I going to be in your story?

Sakurabana: Most likely not.

Jiraiya: Are you going to pass out anytime soon?

Sakurabana:anger marks: NOT WHILE YOUR AROUND:picks up log and chucks it at Jiraiya, hitting him in the head:

Jiraiya:falls to ground, missing a few teeth:

Sakurabana:whispers: I really do like Jiraiya, he's just really dirty. Hope you all liked it and please tell me what you think. It's long, sorry!