Thank you for the reviews! Sorry for the long update, I was too busy being lazy. (grins) Read, enjoy and Review! It's the only thing that motivates me to actually work.
Warning: Much OOCs ahead but who cares! (honestly, I think Sasuke is the most closest one IN character in this fic.)
Disclaimer:
Naruto is not mine, Kishimoto Musashi outbid me at E-bay. I own Itachi's sexy soul though. (cackles)
Chapter 7
"Sa-chan! Sa-chan! Sa-chan! I'm not going to stop calling you Sa-chan until you stop calling me dobe!" Naruto pointed his finger angrily at his genin male teammate.
Sasuke growled and resisted the great urge to ring his hands on that whiskered blond boy's neck. He failed.
"Dobe!" He made a move to tackle the blond but Naruto jumped away laughing. "Beh! You won't catch me like that Sa-chan." He made a face and laughed a little more.
Sasuke's hands are positively itching to strangle that boy and beat that blond head repeatedly at the ground. It's weird how this whole argument started. Sasuke cursed all seven hells at that boy's perception.
Apparently Naruto picked up how disgusted he gets when someone would call his name in an affectionate manner despite all his efforts to remain impassive. This included some certain fangirls…actually make that a lot of fangirls and a certain silver haired jounin sensei in his mischievous mood. Really, considering how the blond's coming to Konoha somewhat lessens the sheer amount of …those creatures stalking him twenty four seven, somehow they became more rabid because they are split into two tribes with the sole objective to irritate each other and outdo each other to no ends resulting to make his eye tick in a daily basis.
And those in between or those who could not decide which tribe to swear their alliance to like a certain pink haired teammate aren't really helping the situation by double teaming both tribes.
Really, and people wonder why he's so easily aggravated. And of course, who wouldn't want him aggravated? No, of course not the bouncing ball of strawberry sunshine over there. Whoever gave you that idea?
"Sa-chan! Sa-chan! Sa-chan…….."
'C'mon Sasuke. Just ignore him and walk away. It can't be too hard would it?' He tries to summon whatever patience he could muster at that moment to imitate a rock. Stoic and emotionless, the type of persona he's so trying hard not to break. Really, Naruto is so damn giddy and hyperactive; he wonders what the Hokage's secretary feeds him.
'Probably a shit load of energizers and bucket load of sugar.'
He scowled when Naruto made a face close to his. "What? Can't say anything Sa-chan? Figures that the sole Uchiha prodigy could not even beat moi even in words." The blond moved back a little and mocked a sigh.
Again Sasuke wondered not the first time but a hundredth and thirty sixth time how that boy became a jounin much less a ninja. Kami-sama must be on crack or something.
The blond is close, good, cause he's in no mood to chase him. His hand shot up and clutched Naruto's shirt pulling him close to his chest. Naruto merely squeaked in surprise.
Sasuke bends his head near the still boy. "Fine dobe. You call me that. Though does that mean I could call you Na-chan in return?" His question coming more like a statement. He pulled away and lets a small smirk of satisfaction play at his lips at the stunned, confused blinking blond in front of him finally shuts up.
His smirk turned smug at the splash of color at the blond's whiskered cheeks whether from embarrassment or anger he could not guess. Either way, any would do. Sasuke turned around and started walking away when the boy is about to make another outburst. As much as he likes to stay, he's a busy man.
He tuned out the yells and the angry shouts until a thought passed him. He paused and looked back stopping Naruto at his rant not expecting the brunette to actually turn back to him.
"See you some other time Na-chan." With that he continued on his way. A few seconds passed before…
"Arggghhh! Don't call me Na-chan! Sasukeeeeeeeeee!"
Naruto is perceptive but not perceptive enough.
Tenpou is sitting on his bed, the lamp at his bedside table providing a suitable source of light as he read his novel deep in the night. Thunder clapped outside as rain pellets the closed window, he sighed; closing his book he removed the square frames at his eyes and rubbed his temples. It's past midnight and he needs to get up at 4 to prepare himself for work and cook breakfast for the little master, leaving the house at five. It's so easy for him to get lost at the time when he immerses himself at those novels he favors in. He debated whether he should sleep or not. It's already morning; if he rest his eye then it would be much harder for him to wake up and all throughout the day he'll be in a drowsier mood than not sleeping at all.
He looked outside the window. 'Rain.' He absently thought. It almost always rained at his homeland. A few days perhaps of dryness then a storm at the following day.
"Ara! What are you doing over there Ten-kun? You'll catch a cold." A brunette woman with her hair tied in a braid asked with a smile on her face as she sheltered him from the rain with her umbrella. He smiled sheepishly, "Ahahaha…You see, while I was rushing out I forgot my keys at the house. I was thinking on how to get back in without destroying the windows or doors." He absentmindedly took the groceries from her arms and carried it for her.
She laughed softly. "Silly Ten-kun. You should think about that tomorrow. A storm is coming and you can't stay out here. How about coming over to my house to spend the night? I've got hot coco." She smiled.
He would have scratched the back of his head like he did once when he was a child if his arms aren't occupied at the moment. "I don't want to intrude." She chuckled, her voice sounding like bells. "You're so silly Ten-kun. I invited you in the first place. I know! I'll make you cook our dinner for tonight. Is that fair enough?"
He smiled at her, "Yes, thank you."
Tenpou unconsciously shook his head and contemplated in getting up and work some documents or use the moment to light a cigar and drink some reheated coffee. It has been very hard for him to do so with the little master often with him. Having made his decision, he removed his glasses and placed them on the bedside table pulling the drawer along the way to fetch a box of cigarettes. His hand about to emerge with the box from the drawer when the door of his room cracked open letting the blinding light of the other room that's always kept on stream in. He broke into nervous sweat and had the most disturbing thought that it was Itachi about to reprimand him about even thinking of smoke.
He let the box drop and pulled his hand back quickly shutting the drawer at the same time. "Ten-nii-…" a voice slurred sleepily as the door was open a bit wider to reveal the small form of Naruto.
A boy with brown hair and golden eyes stood by the door, the light behind him streaming in at the dark room. The boy rubbed his eyes with one hand while the other held a stuffed polar bear at the other.
The blond boy is rubbing his eyes with one hand while the other is hugging a fox plushie to his chest. In the back of Tenpou's head he finds the scene quite familiar. "Naruto-sama? What are you doing awake?"
"I had a bad dream Otouchan."
"I had a bad dream. It's scary. Ten-niichaaaaaannn….." Naruto yawned widely that it threatened to brak his face in half. He stubbornly kept his eyes open though. The dream was very scary and he doesn't want to be alone right now.
"Please make it go away."
"Touchan, can you make it go away?"
The older man smiled softly and patted the side of his bed as an invitation and immediately Naruto perked up. He closed the door quickly and scrambled up to the mattress to join his Ten-niichan. The blond made a soft sound akin to a purr of contentment as he curled up and laid his head on Tenpou's stomach while the older man covered them both with the blanket.
"Do you want me to tell you a story?" He asked as his fingers began stroking the young boy's hair. He smiled when he heard a small muffled yes from the boy. "Okay. I'll tell you about the story of the strongest ninja village in the whole elemental countries and how it fell."
Naruto blinked and looked at the older man. "It wasn't Konoha?" Normally when Ten-niichan tells him stories it's always history based resulting him to know many legends and stories about other countries.
Tenpou chuckled. "No, the village wasn't located at the country of fire in fact it was the direct opposite. The village was at the Water country. Now this village was so strong and powerful that it became an empire and had four smaller branches. The hidden mist, the hidden rain, the hidden snow and Hidden Waterfall… The whole country was looked after by the water goddess named Shiva giving the people endless blessings and fortune. But many men are not content with that especially the ruler of the empire. He wanted more. Many people wanted more. So one day…………."
Itachi looked outside the window bored as his blue skinned partner for some reason is grinning widely. He didn't say why though and just continued looking dumb happy which for some way rubbed the former leaf nin wrong. Itachi ignored the suspicious feeling that he is the source of Kisame's amusement and contented himself in waiting the busy waitress to come to their table. A tall pile of used tissue papers piled at the corner, he sniffed. For some reason he caught a cold on the way of their journey. They are currently at a restaurant at a village not far from the village of wave.
'Maybe that's why he's so amused?' for as long as he could remember he had no recollection of every getting sick.
He made a mistake by taking a peek at the Blue former mist nin and it made one of his elegant eyebrow twitch. Kisame is grinning toothily at him looking …smug. The blue guy imitated an innocent gesture of looking away and whistling to himself, totally ignoring the fact that Itachi had confirmed that he IS the source of amusement.
'He's gonna crack. He's gonna crack.' Kisame thought gleefully as he saw at the corner of his eye the pale man twitch.
"What?"
"Oh….nothing…" Kisame's grin widened even more as he saw his partner twitch in annoyance again, all the while completely oblivious to the horrified faces of the other customers near them who are staring at them.
"Kisame…" Itachi started in a tone lower than normal. A tone that hinted that he had ruffled the Uchiha's feathers. But he's not even started. He inwardly laughed maliciously.
"Sooo……We're going in a vacation huh?"
"…."
"gonna see the little blond fox chibi?"
"…"
"The chibi that makes the oh so stoic Uchiha have wet dreams?"
"…" another round of twitching and an anger vein. And was that a small tinge of pink? Is The UchihaItachi blushing?
"The same chibi who…I dun know…wrapped an S-classed missing nin at his little pinkie?"
"…Kisame…" Another anger vein and unconscious clenching of the teacup, threatening it to break.
"The little chibi who whipped Uchiha Itachi and turned him to a fluff headed school girl. My sun…my angel…" Kisame guffawed.
"…Kisame!" Itachi's sharingan flared dangerously redder as well as his cheeks. The pinwheels starting to merge into a point of three star shuriken.
"Oops. I think I change my mind. I'm not so hungry after all." Kisame put on a pair of dark sunglasses at the exact time the brunette was about to launch a Tsukiyomi. "I think I'll go to the beach and go watch some babes." A shit eating grin marked the mist missing nin's features as he stood up. "Have fun weasel." And just like that Kisame disappeared from the door.
"Excuse me sir. May I take your order?" The waitress asked. "Sir?" Itachi gritted his teeth together as he grounded out his order icily still staring at the empty doorway.
"Shark fin soup."
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Kisame whistled to himself and took out the checklist in his pockets. "Get the wrong map Check. Get another wrong map Check. Buy reflective sunglasses. Check. Piss the weasel. Check."
He got three more things to do. Buy that weasel hat he saw at the shop, piss Uchiha again, and buy fish food and groceries for his stay at his hidden house at Wave. He took a pencil and wrote another reminder to annoy the fluff boy before they part ways.
Really, that man should be thanking him for what he's doing. He's making such progress in kicking that damn stoicness away. The cold was just an added bonus much to his joy and the Uchiha's misery. He took another notebook and jot Itachi's progress and his achievements.
The brunette is doing good. He was actually threatened with the sharingan (of course he had thought that would be the case. That's why he brought some shades.) and he made the fluff boy blush. He grinned toothily managing to scare off near passersby's with his sharp teeth. He put back his notebook and checklist. Now… 'I have to buy that hat made out of pure weasel fur. I bet weasel boy would look good with that on.' Kisame grinned wider achieving the task of making the whole street look abandoned. (A/N: excuse me for the oocness. It's just that Hughes from fma kept on dancing in my head and I love that guy also how he always annoys Roy. Tsk. If only he wasn't married…I could use a guy who could make me laugh to the point of death. ) He whistled as he walked the empty streets.
"Achoo!" Naruto rubbed his nose. That was the fourth time he sneezed consecutively, Tenpou absentmindedly handed him a tissue as the older man continued writing in his scroll.
The blond blew hard and sniffed, crinkling his nose. What was that about? Was someone thinking about him? A grin formed at his lips. It must be it-chan!
"Yup. Yup! That must be it." He nodded his head furiously, Tenpou, all too used at his young master's antics and his tendency to talk to himself merely just took a sip from his cup and continued writing.
Naruto picked up his scroll and continued his studies, his lips pursed as a thought entered his mind. 'Ja…then would that also mean that It-chan would be sneezing all the time?' He inwardly wailed at the thought of his It-chan being angry at him for being interrupted at missions because of the sneezing. 'Ne, maybe It-chan wouldn't know it was me making him sneeze? Gah! I'm thinking about him again! Nooo! Bad bad! Get out of my head! I'm sorry It-chaaaaa!' He internally wailed.
A/N: I'm contemplating about writing a side fic about Tenpou's history. Should I go through it?
Also about the Ninja Empire…isn't it kinda, I don't know but isn't there somehow a story why there are so many ninja village with the element of water? I think so. If I do make a side fic for Ten-chan then I'll make a story about it.
What do you guys think? To write or not to write?