Disclaimer: no ownage, no sewage…errrrr… sewing…shut up, you know what I meant!! Don't make fun of my retardation!!!!
Notes- Due to a certain reviewer coughtheshinykittycoughcough I've decided to work on the content of the story instead of updates, so this will update about once every 4-5 days, possibly more due to the fact that my computer broke and now only have access at school. See, I can take helpful criticism but if its gonna be the whiny crap 'bout how you think my story sucks, I PROMISE you they will never find your body ….::smiles::
CHAPTER 4!!!!- The morning after
Sasuke woke up early, even before his alarm clock rang and lay in bed. He was friggin' tired. Sasuke remembered everything that had happened yesterday. He remembered the hokage painfully bandaging his ankle, and to his eternal shame, he remembered squealing like a girl. Naruto would never let him live that down. He remembered coming home and listening to Naruto complain about how woe was him over and over again. He also remembered that suddenly he could see the up side of being a homicidal maniac.
There was a loud voice coming in from the kitchen that sounded like a cow dying in a hailstorm. It took him awhile, but he realized that it was not some sort of deranged assassin, but Naruto was singing…..
"Do you have the time,
to listen to me whine?!… conk
"ouch! Shit Sasuke! What the hell was that for!?" Sasuke had picked up his crutches and crutches, hobbled over to Naruto, and whacked that sucker in the face with a random object. Said object just so happened to be a frying pan. Sasuke was surprised and upset that the blow had not knocked the blond unconscious, and then even more upset about the fact that Naruto was trying to cook breakfast. Operative word being "trying".
There was a large mess that spanned the kitchen comprised of eggs, flour, and some form of batter. It was everywhere, including on the top of the refrigerator, and under the dining room table.
"What the HELL have you done to my kitchen?!?" Sasuke practically screeched. For some reason, he wished that it had been some sort of deranged assassin down here, for then the morning would be a lot less painful and a lot more peaceful. Sasuke proceeded to screech artistic obscenities while Naruto tried to implode, hoping that maybe then he wouldn't have Sasuke yelling at him. Sure, the attention was nice, but the screeching, well, no man should be allowed to screed like that. Screeching men are just… wrong.
After a red face and several coronaries later, Sasuke settled down and stormed out, as best he could. It wasn't very effective though, but it's the effort that counts… right?
Sasuke wouldn't admit it but he felt bad for yelling at Naruto. Sure, Naruto was a screw-up and had the mentality of a retarded child but Sasuke went overboard.
Naruto, scared to death, QUIETLY continued to make breakfast then proceeded to clean up the mess. 20 minutes of silence and cleaning had worried Sasuke and made him think he was too harsh on the poor… retarded child snork. Sasuke sheepishly sat down and stared at his hands. Odd things hands… they were weird looking but they worked… kinda like Naruto.
As Sasuke went into his own worked Naruto placed his breakfast on the table He waited for him to notice but after awhile he realized that Sasuke was in his own little world. Naruto wolfed down his breakfast and started to leave when he realized the Sasuke was still in his little funk. Naruto thought about asking Tsunade if she had given him a very large dose of painkillers but decided to resolve this on his own. And there just so happened to be a pair of chopsticks nearby. Naruto, thinking it would be best to keep some distance between himself and Sasuke during this experiment. Naruto reached forward and poked lightly, and in seeing no response he jabbed as hard as he could….
Sasuke yelped at the interruption of his daydreaming, jumped up, yelped again, and fell over. Soon a torrent of explicits just SPEWED from his mouth as Naruto tried to help him onto the sofa in the other room. Sasuke resented the help and showed that, violently. He also found that you had to hit a certain spot on the back of Naruto's head to knock him out. Naruto went down like a stone…..
And just then Sasuke realized that both his crutches and breakfast were unreachable, in the other room…
Rants- No, seriously, my computer broke! I had finally fixed the damn thing and had Internet but then I go away for the weekend and my damn brother broke the damn thing!!! And now the only computer access I have is at school!!! This sucks!!!
Iluvkaiba- sorry 'bout the beta thing, but I'm kinda having problems…
Sassy-kun-Thanx a bundle!!! Oh, and your story was interesting!!! Update soon!!!
Theshinykitty- you didn't insult me! I thought that you have a good point!…so I tried…how did I do?!?!
Hogo-chan- bite me…joking!!! (Remember the Sara pancakes!!)
Oh and everyone! Say thanks to Alex (hogo-chan) for typing some of this up!!!!
