Disclaimer: they are not mine, -pout-
Warning: A stupid stupid drabble
Havoc in the Ramen Stall
Slurp!
He hates ramen.
Sluuurrp!
He really hates ramen.
Sluuuuuurrrrrp!
Yep, definitely.
Especially if a certain dobe is eating eat. Complete with lips smacking and tongue licking.
He watches with narrowed onyx eyes as another strand of noodles were sipped in those pouty cherry lips, then licked upon by a wicked tongue.
Oh yes, a sensuous, wicked wicked tongue.
He tries to stay put on his seat and control his raging hormones as the dobe slurps a noodles again, while praying fervently for this torture to end. He almost sighed in relief when he saw from the corner of his eyes that the bowl is empty.
And then--
"Oyaji! Another bowl of ramen, please!"
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The next thing the old man knew, as he was serving the bowl was that the raven-haired shinobi lunged at the unsuspecting blond, lips first, breaking the chairs, over turning the tables, shattering the bowls and glasses, and scaring the customers out of their wits.
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I know, this is stupid but I've already warned you, didn't I? So don't kill me!!!