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Dedication: This fic is for a plot bunny (who was more bunny than plot) that Dead Uchiha let loose on me.

Chapter 5: In Which Ebisu Is Informed Of His New Position

Ebisu pushed his glasses back into place, so that they were resting higher on the bridge of his nose. He had no clue why his fellow nin's had decided to- for lack of a better word- kidnap him, and tie him to a chair… a rickety old wooden chair, that looked as if it could break at any moment. And to add further insult to injury- not that they had injured him… unless you counted the bruise on his forearm where Tazuna had grabbed him- it was all of that pent up sexual frustration, Ebisu was positive on that fact (of course Ebisu would know all about pent up sexual frustration, though if anyone asks you didn't get that information here!)- they hadn't even tied him properly! He was still able to move enough that he could adjust his glasses for goodness sake!

Yes, Tazuna definitely needed to get shagged.

Still, Tazuna's sex life- or lack there of- isn't the point of this installment, so we will be moving on, because the real reason this chapter exists is to further explore the latest organization to have sprung from Smurf's funny little brain.

Now, the C.C.F.A.E.O.M.S.F. had decided on both their name, and their director; that much could be surmised by the last filler chapter posted for this particular work of fan fiction. However, no one had thought to inform Ebisu that he had been voted their leader, which he had been, for obvious reasons. Those reasons chiefly being that he managed to pull fewer girls than most of the lesser known Naruto characters- both manga and anime specific- put together.

So, when the first meeting had begun and their leader wasn't there, the group did what any other pack of self-respecting shinobi would do; they hunted him down like a dog- not meaning any offence to the Inuzuka clan, as they proceeded to track the tutor. When they finally came across him he was sitting by a stream, fishing pole in hand, resting his back against a conveniently placed tree.

It was nice of the landscape to be so accommodating, wasn't it?

The Jounin was obviously very relaxed, and so he wasn't readily expecting an ambush. Really, even if one is a ninja, one can't go around expecting to be ambushed all of the time. That my friends would be giving into paranoia. So it was understandable that Ebisu had been taken by surprise, which is the only reason he was currently sitting tied to a chair- a rickety old chair, at that- in a room filled with lesser known, or unpopular nin's the fandom over. And he did not scream like a little girl, thank you very much, no matter what the others said; it had been a manly shriek damn it!

Manly!

And what the hell was the C.C.F.A.E.O.M.S.F. anyway?

Poor, poor Ebisu; the closet pervert just cant seem to catch a break.

Here ends some more filler. Please forgive me.

Did anyone out there get my little joke? If you did, let me know, I'd like to see just how many people understood it. (See grandma, I do remember somethings!)

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Smurf