Five Fives
Five Needles
by Nezuko, Prince of Rats
This is a work of derivative fiction based on the manga "Naruto" by Kishimoto Masashi. The characters and the world in which they live are the property of Kishimoto-sensei.
AN: These were done as part of the "List of Five" meme.
Five Needles: Five things Genma has done with his senbon knowing full well that it was unacceptable or pervy
• If there was one cardinal rule for a ninja, it was "do not run with a weapon in your mouth." Genma broke it for the first time without thinking about it. He had the needle in his mouth because he needed his hands to climb the side of the building and get the hell out of there. After that, though, and forever after, he held that senbon between his teeth on purpose.
• The man was watching. Genma could tell. He could see how the piggish little eyes twitched back and forth with every twitch of the needle. Genma winked and smirked and bobbled the senbon up and down, and while the guard's eyes were on the slender tool, Genma's hands were busily helping themselves to precious artifacts the old pervert had been supposed to be guarding.
• The yakuza boys were being damn noisy, and Genma was tired. It had been a long mission, and he really didn't want to listen to a bunch of cut-rate thugs boast about their kills. In retrospect, though, he probably shouldn't have wasted the needles. Knockout drops in their drinks would have been just as effective, and less likely to have started a brawl.
• The girl behind the counter was cute and dressed in a way that said, I will if you ask nicely enough. She was selling glazed fruit, and Genma was buying. He leaned over the glass and used a senbon to spear one of the glistening cherries, then brought it to his mouth, licking the syrup off before sucking the treat into pouting lips.
"Nice cherries," he said. "I like 'em wet and sweet and dripping like this."
• The medic handed Genma the senbon after he extracted it, applying pressure and chakra to the profusely bleeding wound the needle left behind. Genma watched interestedly, not feeling anything, because whatever the medic was doing to stop the bleeding was also making his leg numb. He stuck the needle in his mouth, tasting blood on the metal.
"What the hell are you doing?" the medic demanded. "Do you have any idea where that thing's been?"
"Yep," Genma said. "In my thigh."
With a tip of the pen to iamzuul for her awesome story Ingress, which inspired the fifth point. Look it up in my Favorites list
