1Chapter cinco. You might notice that I am replying to my reviews below. A large, chocolate cake, no, a chocolate castle to Crazy Mishka for the four, yep, count em, four reviews I got. From him or her. I haven't checked his/her profile out yet.
Next chapter is the last for about one or two months. The fic will go on hiatus, and whenever I feel like, I'll post what I want in one week intervals until I run out. Then the fic will go on hiatus again, and the pattern repeats.
I mean no offense in regards to the Naruto dub as mentioned in the disclaimer.
Which reminds me. I was reading the Naruto forums, and these people were all, "omg, the Naruto dub is so lame, and the theme song sucks and shows pictures of characters that don't show up for like twenty episodes," and I thought, well, I kinda liked the theme song. It's better than most, not anything like the one piece rap song. Besides, what do they expect, a new theme song every time a new character shows up? That's a lot of music. It costs money to make those, and to license the Japanese versions.
Bodi li: Wow, I didn't expect a review so soon. And...I love you! Constructive criticism, chya! Thankyou! And, you think it moves a little slow? I do too. Sorry, but...no planning occurs in my brain. Nope. None at all. And...I like yaoi better too...kukukukuku. (Orochimaru laugh)
Iashi Tatsu: I'm glad someone wants me to continue. Sankyuu vera much. And, I dunno if I'll have KakaIru yet. We'll see.
animelvr4evr: kukukukuorochimaru laugh again you'll see, you'll see. I have somethin absolutely eveel planned for Naruto. And if I remember Tsunade, maybe.
Crazy Mishka: nervous laugh. You've frightened me out of Orohi-laughter Wow, your name is truly apt. Thankies for the reviewies, you may have been the reason this won't be put on hiatus till chapter six is out, at least. And, I love that there are people like you out there, who aren't afraid to review every chapter even if they were posted weeks ago! glomps sike
Manga-lover123: You're right. My summary sucks. I'll change it later. Thanks!
Stormraven: Oh, you used sophisticated words! Thankies! I'm glad you find this ficcie of mine interesting. So..kukukuku (You get an Orochimaru laugh, too. That means you're special.) In due time, due time. But I don't think I'll go for the insanely powerful people going after Naruto, though. To anime-ish, and I suck at making up characters.
Disclaimer: "A-hem. Clown eyes does not own the manga Naruto, or the anime, which by the way, the first dubbed episode looks something like a computer game she would have played in '95." Naruto looks around. "Damn, you watched the dubs? What a loooseeeer. And, you're older than me. You're not allowed to have a crush on me, you pedophile."(Meanwhile, I'm offended. "Hah! Since the time lapse, you're the same age as me, jerk!")
Hangover, Hangover, How the Hell does Naruto Have a Hangover With Iruka Around?
Naruuuu-toooo, Naruuuuuuutoooooo, time to get uuuuuppp...A wispy voice drifted in one ear and out the other.
NARUTO! NA-RU-TO!
"Mrrmmph" Naruto shifted and shoved his face into his pillow.
Chilly.
His blankets were now missing. Naruto opened one bleary eye. "Nnnn?"
"What's wrong with you? You usually wake up long before this!" Iruka was standing over Naruto, blankets in hand.
"Ramen hangover." Naruto curled up in an attempt to retain some of the warmth from the sheets below him.
"What–whatever, I don't want to know. Just hurry up and get dressed, you have to go to school."
"Nnnnuuuoooo—!" Naruto whined. Iruka just opened his blinds and let the (blinding) sun scorch the blonde's eyes.
"Hiiiiiine" Naruto scrunched his eyes shut before slowly easing them open. He rolled on his back and stared at the ceiling, which seemed smoother and whiter than an eggshell.
He couldn't see the tiny grooves and it seemed to glow like the moon in the morning light.
"Can it" Naruto muttered to his little thoughts. He picked up his school uniform, which had been washed the night before, and traveled to the bathroom where he commenced his daily ritual and put in his contacts.
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Nara Shikamaru languidly pulled on his socks and slippers, as he had already dressed. And he did all this without complaining, which was amazing in itself. He had found himself in a surprisingly good mood this morning.
Unsurprisingly, the cause of this good mood was a certain blonde new kid. Not of the goatly persuasion, of course.
Oh yes, the Nara was scheduled to spend time with the new kid after school today, so he would be home later than usual.
Maybe if he was lucky they'd get some time alone. That teme must have some schedule he had to stick to. He was anal enough for it.
Shikamaru greedily downed the breakfast his mother set in front of him. For once, he didn't have to listen to his mother complain about his not eating enough of her cooking. (He finished the meals anyhow, he was too scared to offend the small woman.)
Nara-san looked at the clock. "Shikamaru-kun, it's almost time for you to leave." His mother looked at him expectantly, as if expecting him to complain about the necessary rush. God knows he did it even when he was on time, though he always woke up late. Today was no different on that aspect.
But Shikamaru didn't, and (nearly, nearly) ran around to gather his books. Once they were assembled in his briefcase, he nabbed his bento and ducked out the door with a wave, much like his father would a half hour later on his way to work.
Shikamaru's mother turned to her husband. "Does he have a girlfriend or something?"
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Yes, Shikamaru appeared happy this particular day.
But one person was happier.
In a much, much, more sinister way.
Sinister, you ask? Who would be happy, but give off a sinister vibe?
If you thought about it, you would possibly come to one conclusion. (Or maybe none at all.)
Sakura. That's right, the pink princess was undeniable happy that day, because she had come upon some newfound information, information that, manipulated properly, could be potentially, only potentially, mind you, damaging to one blonde gaki.
You might not think that potentially was good enough for Sakura, but this early in the game, it was. This information could be built upon, with a little by little, bit by bit, lashing candy stripes upon that blonde bimbo's newfound happiness. Candy stripes of abandonment, shame, and embarrassment to scar him more than the whisker scars on his cheeks.
Oh, and how happy Sakura would be! When she told, when she knew everything, when her plan was as flawless as her perfect pink self. The swell of joy she felt now couldn't possibly compare.
But that would wait for later, because now...
"Sasuke-kuuuuun!" Sakura kicked up her knee length skirt in her fervor to reach the object of the Church of Sasuke. She could do that; her skirt was long enough, unlike the others, whose uniforms would flap about their thighs in an unbecoming fashion when they ran. Sakura herself would not defile herself by allowing the other boys cheap peeks up her skirt; that place was only for her Sasuke.
Sasuke felt his nose twitch when Sakura latched onto his arm murmured her greeting of "hello, Sasuke-kun" in a seductive way. But that was all. Today, he felt himself strangely impassive, like he had actually become the mask he wore to cover up his quick-witted mind. It was almost like last night's mischief had drained him of all attachment to the daytime world.
Or maybe he was just missing his brother.
Sasuke had always looked up to his brother.
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"Oi, oi Shikamaru-kun!" Naruto waved out the window at his lazy friend. "You want a ride?"
"..." Shikamaru frowned. The blonde would get hit by a car or something, hanging halfway out the window like that. They were almost at school anyway.
As if he had read the lazy-ass's mind, Naruto called, "Come on, you know you want to! It's too far for you to actually want to walk it, you complain about moving your chair back from your desk!"
Shikamaru nodded in acknowledgment and made his way toward the fancy black car. Naruto had a point, and if Shikamaru was a little miffed at his whining (it clearly was) being described as complaining, it wasn't enough for him to pass up spending time with his crush.
"It's open" Shikamaru opened one of the back doors and slid onto the leather seat with his bag as Naruto twisted his body to watch him climb in.
"For god's sake Naruto, get in the car," an exasperated voice came to urge Naruto from his precarious position. Shikamaru took the time to examine what he could see of the driver. Brown hair in a ponytail, tan skin, a scar on the bridge of his nose. This must be–
"Anou sa, Anou sa, Shikamaru-kun" Shikamaru blushed at the nickname being used in front of Naruto's guardian, "This is Iruka-kun, my nii-san!" Maybe he needn't be so embarrassed.
The protective looking man looked Shikamaru and decided that he approved, for now. "Hello, I guess your name's Shikamaru from what Naruto's been telling me," The man smiled and Shikamaru nodded dumbly. He just couldn't think of anything to say. Iruka ruffled Naruto's mop of blonde hair and said, "I hope you're going to make sure this moron doesn't get in any trouble,"
"What!" Naruto had jumped and was glaring at his brother with his fists clenched in faux-offense. "You're the moron, you moron!"
"Ha!"
The bickering continued till they arrived at school and Iruka waved the two off like a mother would. And he went home to do whatever he did...(2)
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"Hey, Shikamaru-kun, waddya wanna do today?"
"I dunno..."
"Well, I figured we could do whatever you do for a few hours, what I wanna do for a few hours, and what Sasuke wants to do after that..." Naruto babbled on.
Sure, I'd do what Sasuke does, if I were willing to put a stick up my ass for some guy I'm doing a project with...Shikamaru mused bad-naturedly
"Anou sa, Shikamaru, are you listening to me?" Naruto growled.
"Yeah, I was." Shikamaru felt kind of worried. Naruto was growling. Growling was so...un-Naruto-like. Even if it was sexy...
"Then what the fuck'd I say?"
"..." Shikamaru didn't know. He hadn't actually been listening. "It's too troublesome to repeat, Naruto."
"Ahhh.." Well, the Nara had a point. And a valid one at that, considering his rep.
As they came upon the classroom in comfortable silence, Neji and Hinata were seen coming from the opposite direction.
"Nara-san. Naruto," Neji nodded his acknowledgment, but glared at Shikamaru when Naruto wasn't looking. That those two were walking into school together...
"H-hello, Shikamaru-san, Naruto-kun." Hinata, on the other hand, opted to smile shyly and blush. On the inside, though...
Oh, HELL no, he's not gonna be the type that spends more time with his guy friends than girlfriend!
Naruto grinned companionably in response. "So, what'd you think of the homework?..."
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From inside the classroom, Sasuke was glaring at the group of talking students. That they...were enjoying themselves, with Naruto, without him, while he had to endure that giggling pink(3) at his desk was...nearly unbearable. Nearly. Likely because his heart felt like it had been sucked out of his chest early that morning, and he hadn't become used to the feeling, like when he had been younger and lost a tooth and kept running his tongue along the gap.
The bell rang, reminiscent of yesterday afternoon, when he had alerted Naruto to the end of the school day. It seemed to echo, like it had before, when the school was empty, even though now the building was full to the brim.
Sakura jerked out of her Sasuke-induced haze when she heard her name called, and accidentally knocked off his glasses. Sasuke took a minute to appreciate how attractive everyone looked when he couldn't see them, before Sakura heaped apologies and compliments on him again. After adjusting his glasses, he looked back to the group by the door.
Naruto was looking at him. And smiling. Sasuke almost blushed. Naruto covered a giggle with his hand and turned back to the group, which had grown by two, Ino and Chouji. The group in its entirety laughed. Were they laughing at him? Naruto had been looking at him only a moment ago, after all, with a tiny grin adorning his lips and a slight giggle afterwards. Sasuke was thinking so hard that he didn't even notice the group entering the classroom until Naruto had hailed him with a cheerful "Heya Sasuke!" from two feet away.
"Ugh?" Sasuke twitched out of his stupor and nodded...and frowned. He seemed to be doing, and seeing quite a bit of nodding, lately. What was with that? Were people so against vocalizing their greetings? Was not the grunt of acknowledgment the greeting belonging to him? Naruto plopped down into his desk beside Sasuke. Sakura glared at Naruto and stalked away, but not before smothering the bespectacled boy with goodbyes and promised to return. He allowed himself a few moments of relief.
"Hey, Sasuke, what do ya wanna do after school?"
"Uhn?" Another intelligent reply from Sasuke. Whoop-de-doo.
"Anou...I don't care."
"Aw, come on, you've gotta know something better than that. That's what Shikamaru-kun said too." He had been spending time with Nara Shikamaru? Again! Oh wait...he had, Sasuke had been watching them in their little laughing group.
"I..." Naruto perked expectantly.
"What do you do?" Naruto edged forward as he questioned Sasuke.
"I..."Sasuke really didn't want to say.
"Hello, class!" The teacher walked in and started to call role. "I hope your all ready to take some notes!" The class groaned collectively. Even Sasuke. But he didn't groan out of irritation at the damnable note-taking that they would all have to do. He groaned out of relief that he wouldn't have to tell Naruto what he did.
Sasuke didn't want to tell Naruto that he had no life.
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Brrrrrr-Innnnng. Time for Art with Jiraya-sensei. Naruto looked up from the notes that he had been trying to take. But they were sooooo booooooring! Taking notes gave him writer's cramp. And it seemed that all he had been doing that day was taking notes.
"Alrighty, brats, work on your work, paint with your paints, I don't care, just don't bother me." Jiraya strolled into the class, sat down, eyed the room furtively, and took out his papers and ink. Just a little side job, to put a little extra padding in his bank account. Although...his pervy books raked in a lot more cash than his teaching job. Maybe, just maybe, the teacher lark was to pacify a certain woman he had known since childhood.
...Naaaaaah. Couldn't be.
Could it?
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Hyuuga Neji worked blearily on his art project. Inuzuka Kiba...
The Inuzuka Kiba that I have come to know through this project is loud and obnoxious. He swears often and brags about engaging in vulgar activities. His family owns a large settlement of land on which they raise purebred dogs as well as mutts, and run a veterinarian clinic and pound for strays. Kiba owns several dogs along with his family, but his personal pet is a small brown and white mutt named Akamaru. Akamaru is short, loud and annoying, like his master.
Neji read over his report. It would do for now; the English teacher didn't grade difficultly. And it was only a start. Hopefully as time went on he would learn more about the Inuzuka to write down. Well, he had better, as Neji would not accept a lower grade than an A.
Neji jerked when he heard his name called, and raised his head from its stooped position over the looseleaf. Looking around, he didn't see anyone trying to get his attention. Except for Tenten; the girl had declared herself his friend since he had had to work on a group project with her and Rock Lee. Neji didn't really mind, as she was smart and not constantly irritating. She would also prove useful in later years; she came from a prominent family, and such an alliance could prove beneficial to both family companies.
Most students at the Academy came from rich families, Neji and Hinata from Hyuuga Corp, Kiba from his show dog farm, Shino, whose parents worked for a prestigious college doing research on insect species, Ino and her family who grew flowers to sell to other shops as well as her own. Sasuke...whose family had practically run the police force. There were rumors that they had an underground company, where for the right price, one could rent a bodyguard or hire an assassin.
The only one who didn't quite match was Naruto. Yes, he was a part of the powerful Umino clan, but there was no way he could be related, with his light skin and hair and, and ...powerfully blue eyes.
Neji heard someone call his surname again. Who the hell! Growing frustrated by now, Neji scanned the room for someone with a low enough voice to have said his name. "Hy-" There it was, a third time. Neji's eyes locked on the boy.
"Hya-choo!" A. Sneeze.
"Dammit, I don't have a fucking cold! Someone's talking about me!" A male student several seats away from Neji complained to his neighbor. Ahhhh. How embarrassing.
Neji turned back to his work. Being a Hyuuga had its detriments. Like, getting your name mixed up with a sneeze. The distance had distorted the sound, so Neji had gotten confused. Sad, really, as it was the first time that year he had made that particular mistake. Such a err was not befitting of a Hyuuga.
Glancing over at Naruto, though, Neji found it proper to blush. The boy was so animated. So happy.
Why did Hyuuga Hiashi not want Hinata to be alone with him, then?
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"Soooo, Shikamaru-kun, tell me about yourself," Naruto drawled in flirtatious prose.
Shikamaru had the grace to control the blood rushing to his face and keep it to an unnoticeable level. So unnoticeable that Naruto didn't notice. But the bespectacled Sasuke did.
FuckingbastardmakingnicewithmyNaruto-kunI'mgonnakillhimriphistofastbeatingheartright outofhischest—
"I like to watch clouds. And sleep." With some more prodding from Naruto, "I have a mom and a dad. But my dad's totally whipped by her. Its kinda pathetic..." Shikamaru's renewed blush was visible, but Naruto passed it off as embarrassment about his parents.
Or are you only telling yourself that, Naruto?
Naruto shook off the voice in the back of his head and continued to question Shikamaru, to no avail. The lazy boy hadn't like any of the activities Naruto suggested.
"Well, what do you like!"
Shikamaru paused. "I like... Na-"
"HE LIKES----NATURE! That's right, nature, you're so stupid, Shikamaru, it took you so long to get around to saying that you like nature, tch, you really are a lazy ass." Sasuke had jumped out of his seat and found himself pointing at the ponytailed brunette. Do what you like, I don't care, you just can't have Naruto, Naruto, Naruto...
Ummmmm...
The entire class stared at Sasuke and his outburst. As did Naruto. And Shikamaru. And Jiraya.
Shikamaru felt his eyes shrinking into little tiny, minuscule dots. And his nose disappearing. Along with his mouth. He also vaguely noticed that his body and clothes were losing definition, like the artist that drew him had gotten lazy.
"Well, that was weird." Jiraya-sensei broke the silence with an absurd chuckle.
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The end of the day. What a fucking godsend. Seriously, whoever invented the end of the school day was a genius.
Naruto groaned into his arms before stretching and sweeping all of his supplies into his bag with one swing of his arm.
"Well come on, you two, look alive!" Naruto shrieked.
They're flinching, like everyone else did, you should leave before its too late.
You should just give up, shrimpy.
GETAWAY, GET AWAY, YOU DON'T WANT TO ASSOCIATE WITH THAT SORT
They don't really like you.
"Yo, Naruto. Naruto. Naaaaruuuutoooo!" Sasuke peered into Naruto's opaque eyes while Shikamaru tried to get his attention by snapping his fingers in front of his face.
"Oh?" Naruto uttered intelligiblyas he was brought back to earth.
"Ch, that's weird Naruto." Shikamaru looked away and mumbled.
"What's that, Shikamaru-kun?"
"I said I was worried for a minute there!" Shikamaru was visibly red. Naruto's eyes curved into smiles.
"Reeeaaaaalllly, worried about meeeeee?" Tee-hee.
Shikamaru blushed harder, shoved his hands in his pockets, and looked away. "Ch, you're so troublesome."
"Awww, you don't mean that, Shika-shika-kun, you caaaaaarrrree." Naruto slithered up to Shikamaru to tease him some more.
"NO!"
Sasuke was just left to feel like a third wheel. Geez, what does he see in him anyway? "Can we go now?"
The other two froze and looked over at the pissed Uchiha.
"Anou, sorry Sasu. Didn't mean to leave you out like that..." Naruto excused.
Wait...What?
"Eh, what did you call me?" Sasuke's neck creaked when he turned to look at the blonde. (He had been turning around to leave before.) Surely...he hadn't just been called, Sasu?
"Sasuke? Your name, yanno?" Naruto was puzzled.
"...ok..." Well, if he said so...
"Well come on Sasu," gaah! He did it again! " we gotta go since you two are so boring! I'll have to figure out what you like!"
But I like you, Naruto.
Maybe Sasuke wasn't used to thinking that he liked anyone, period, but he decided that if he hadn't liked any of the girls throwing themselves at him, he might as well like a boy. So his sudden admittance came quite naturally.
And it certainly wasn't because of that ass comment he gave Kakashi last night.
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"Anou sa, anou sa! Since Sasu and Shikamaru-kun are so boring, we'll do what I like first!" Naruto cringed at his overly uber happy voice. So...energetic.
"...Whatever, dobe."
Whatever...DOBE!
Naruto swung around from the front of the group, where he had been skipping merrily. Merrily, dammit! "What did you call me, shit face?" He grinned in a eerie, feral way. No way in hell was Sasu-chan getting away with calling him dobe.
Sasuke looked at Naruto blandly. "You call me Sasu, I call you dobe."
We'll see about that, Sasu-chan.
If anything, Naruto's grin widened. Like a yawning, gaping maw and Sasuke's glasses were magnifying glasses over his eyes and would make it keep stretching and stretching until–
It broke.
Sasuke blinked. Naruto had turned back around and had grabbed onto Shikamaru's arm to make him walk faster to their destination, wherever that was.
There was no way that...
Sasuke pinched his wire-rimmed glasses off the bridge of his nose and wiped them off on his shirt while no one was looking.
We wouldn't want anyone to think that Sasuke was a nerd, now would we?
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"Here it is!" Naruto cheered. Ramen Stand. How original.
But...Naruto just didn't like the Nara or Uchiha enough to take them to Ichiraku. Ichiraku was for only Iruka and Naruto. Only them.
But this place made decent enough ramen, marginally better than the instant kind that came out of a cup.
Cup ramen was good enough for Shikamaru and Sasuke.
"It's a ramen stand, Naruto." Shikamaru drawled.
"That's right, it is."
"...do you work here or something?" Sasuke opted to monotone. Drawling was sooo not cool.
"...noooooooooooo." Naruto sweated. What the hell was wrong with these two, aside from the obvious?
"Then, why are we here?" Sasuke tilted his head from side to side a little bit, and raised and eyebrow.
Naruto was starting to feel like he was on crack. The strong kind.
"We're going to eat ramen, you moron. That's why we're at a ramen stand, yanno?" Naruto raised his eyebrow as well. Like hell Sasu-chan would beat him at an eyebrow-raising contest.
Sasuke only deepened one eyebrow and raised the other a few millimeters.
Grrrrr...can't...raise...eyebrows! Stuck! A-A-aah–ahh!
Naruto howled and clapped his hands over his forehead.
But he could still see Sasuke's Smirk of Triumph. Copyright, that. That smirk could shine through his hands, his eyelids, and burn them out, until his eyes popped and sizzled from tearing up with boiling hot, salty liquid.
"Shut up, dobe, you're so loud." Sasuke decided to distract Naruto with another insult. He crossed his arms and scowled for good measure. Like, the cherry on top of the sundae.
"Oh yeah! Well no one else seems to care, Sasuke, waddya have to say to that, huh?" Naruto throat was raw and his voice raspy, but he still spoke quickly and with vigor. Shikamaru was reminded strongly of a child that was being defensive because the other kids kept picking on him.
"Give up, Uchiha, you're just gonna cause trouble." Shikamaru sighed. He grabbed Naruto's arm and pulled him away from where he was still glaring at Sasuke and towards a stool.
"Yeah, everything's troublesome to you, Shikamaru." Sasuke snarled under his breath.
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"Oi, oi, ramen guy! Sasu-chan wants beef ramen!" he stood on the lower rungs of his stool and waved frantically at the bartender.
"Wha-What the Fuck?" Sasuke's voice rose an octave...or three...let's make it eight, for good measure.
"Oh, did you not want beef, Sasu-chan?" Naruto swivelled on his precarious perch. "Oi, make that a chicken, too. I'll eat the beef if he doesn't want it."
"I don't want beef or chicken! And that's not why I'm upset!"
"He doesn't want to be called Sasu-chan, Naru. He doesn't want people to think he's weaker than he already looks, with those nerdy glasses and girly face." Shikamaru commented snidely.
"ummmmm..." Naruto didn't say anything and the group fell into an uncomfortable silence, while Sasuke glared at Shikamaru.
Owch. That had to be a blow to his masculine pride.
Hehe. Pretty funny, actually.
But while Naruto's insides were chuckling amusedly, Shikamaru was sweating under the icy-cold pressure of Sasuke's glare. Naruto coughed.
"Erm, that was...a little harsh, Shika." Sasuke almost smirked when Naruto came to his defense. But he continued glaring at Shikamaru, who was trembling slightly. Sasuke was a little...pleased. Without the aid of the wire-rimmed abominations, he wouldn't have been able to tell, the movement was so well concealed.
"Soooo...umm...ramen! Yay!" The after-school snack was served. And Naruto ate twice as much as Shikamaru and Sasuke...combined.
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Naruto's arms were waving, and he could imagine how he looked to Shikamaru and Sasuke. Like a god, Adonis, with his golden hair reflecting off of the setting sun, silhouetting his features, exempting his eyes which glowed like the sky had only a few hours prior, and his hair forming a halo and his arms raised above his head. Because no one else would think that way about him, for him.
Your'E SOO vAIIN, I betcha think this SONG IS AbOUT you, YOU'RE SOO–VAIN-
What Sasuke and Shikamaru saw was a wraith. A pale, ghostly figure so thin and gaunt that his hip bones were visible when his untucked shirt rose over his belly as his arms swayed above his head. Shikamaru offered a wave and Sasuke just stood, before turning and glaring at his first rivalNever would Sasuke forgive Shikamaru for his loss of face, or for liking Naruto.
Sasuke and Shikamaru parted ways, and Naruto headed to his upscale apartment.
Time to reminisce, Naruto.
To be continued...hurrah!
Ummm...there isn't a typo there. I typed the previous chapter and this one at once and was originally going to post them at one time, and then I was too lazy to go back and fix that...
2. Ooh, we don't know that yet, do we?And you'll never know unless you mention to me that you want to! Does no one value comedy around here!
3. Those of you who read Grimm's fairy tales might know that a pink is also a flower. So, I'm not calling her a color, but it's kinda a play on words, cause a sakura blossom is a flower, and her hair is pink, and umm...
Ok! End of authors notes.Wow, this is mostly dialogue. Did anyone notice how I have a penchant for having a character say a line, not do anything after that, and have another character say a line? Nope, none of that, Naruto said angrily stuff.
If you really, really love me...you won't expect another super-long chapter