Chaptero ONCE!
It occurred to me, this fic might be difficult to write with so many different love interests!
So seriously, I want to know who y'all want Naruto to end up with.
Disclaimer: Why the hell hasn't anyone translated the manga I'm trying to read! Well, obviously if I can't read the Japanese version of Naruto, I didn't write it. Err, draw? Both?
Chapter 11: Spend to much time by the mirror?
Naruto woke up, and realized that he was cold. It wasn't so odd, in itself, that he was cold. It was that he was in his bed, with a million blankets, and had woken up in a cold sweat.
"Naruto, get up, we'll be laaaate!" Iruka hollered from the kitchen, where he was watching his charge's breakfast get cold.
Naruto didn't move, mostly because he didn't want to feel the dampness of the sheets moving against his skin. That and he didn't really think he could. Instead of complying with Iruka, Naruto closed his eyes and pressed the back of his head further into the pillow.
"Naruto–" Iruka pushed open the door with an exasperated growl. "Oh."
He walked over to the bed where a flushed Naruto was still laying. "Sick?"
Naruto opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling (since his eyes were aimed in that direction anyway.) He feebly attempted to 'unn', but no sound came out.
"Guess so," Iruka murmured, leaning over and placing his hand on Naruto's forehead. "Ugh, you're burning up," he muttered as he left to get the thermometer. I guess I won't do my work today...the boss'll understand.
Naruto didn't think he agreed with Iruka. Naruto thought he was quite cool, thank you very much. A little too cold, in fact, he thought as he shivered.
Iruka pulled out numerous boxes from their linen closet.
"Damn it, where's the medical shit?" He near screamed as he dumped out a box of bandages.
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Lee paced nervously in the empty classroom. Even the teacher was still in the lounge, and no one else had arrived yet.
Lee had come a half hour earlier than usual; to brace himself for what he was about to do. Honestly, he couldn't believe that he was about to do what he was about to do.
He would probably get laughed at, made fun of. Fuck, what had he been thinking!
Why the hell had he come this early! Naruto would probably think that he was a total loser for coming to school so early in the hopes of cornering him.
Actually, Naruto would probably think he was a loser for coming to school early to corner a person who he'd never even spoken to. And who looked like an odd turtle, to boot.
Anxiously, Lee waited why students slowly trickled into the room. Speak abruptly, the last bell rang, but no Naruto had arrived.
Depressed, yet relieved, Lee relaxed and pretended to apply himself to his studies. But somehow, he couldn't concentrate.
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Sasuke stopped by Shikamaru's desk on his way out of class.
Shikamaru impetuously leaned back in his seat. "Yeah, Uchiha?"
"Naruto's not here. We'll have to meet on the weekend."
Shikamaru grimaced. Yeah, since Naruto hadn't been at school today, the odds were that they couldn't meet to work on that project. "What's wrong with Friday?"
"Busy. It's Saturday or Sunday. Take your pick." the pretty-boy flung at the broomstick-haired boy.
"Well, none are good for me. Mom's having a business dinner. And she's working overtime. From home." Shikamaru uttered distastefully. "So unless you want your ass beat, we better go somewhere else."
"Maybe Naruto can...since we've already been at my home." Sasuke offered.
"Yes. Maybe Naruto can." Shikamaru said silkily.
Sasuke continued on his way to the door, but not before shooting his rival an inquiring glance.
Shikamaru sat in his seat for a moment. After most everyone had cleared out, he deigned to move from his seat.
Since when did he PMS? he wondered.
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Naruto had lain in his bed all day, with the shades pulled down across the window. Once the sun had risen, his room had been bathed in a cold blue light. And a cruel light at that.
He had eventually grown tired of the light shining on his eyes and moved, pulling the sheets over his head and curling up in a ball to conserve warmth. It hadn't worked; underneath the blankets had become too stuffy and warm, and when he had opened a space between that mattress and the blanket, the air that entered had been too cold.
After a time, he gave up and laid on his side, hugging the pillow to his stomach.
Iruka had looked in several times, only seeing a Naruto laying on his side in a fetal position.
Naruto had, in part, feigned sleep. But when he wasn't, he was reliving his horrible nightmares.
Kooooi-kun, I love you, I love you, oh I love you!
Koi-kun, kun-chan, I"ll come to get you!
Naruto hugged the pillow tighter.
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Some hours later, Naruto had fallen into a fitful sleep. When he finally awoke, he could think relatively coherently; he figured he had gotten sick from the day before, when he had gotten into a fight with ...himself?...and run. And then run some more, because of Gai-sensei. Gai-sensei sucked. Whatever it was, Naruto didn't know.
At least he had a reason, something to stand by. A comfort.
Naruto tottered to his feet and made his shaky way to the kitchen, where he heated the soup Iruka had left out for him. After he ate, he tottered back to bed, and fell into a fitful sleep again. When it became dark, the fitful sleep became a deep slumber.
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Iruka came home, and felt Naruto's still-warm forehead. He would see how Naruto felt tomorrow morning; Naruto would probably be all better. He had a way of getting over illness fast.
He got over everything fast.
TBC
Anou...well...I was looking, and I found another chapter that I didn't post, so I got rid of chapter 10 and 11 I think...and reposted them. I also made notes on later chapters where I screwed up. Sorry! So please reread, at least from this chapter, to check that you saw everything.