Naruto Fan Fiction
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(Title)
"The Weasel and His Cat"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own 'Naruto'!
WARNING! RATED M! For warnings of harsh language.
He had shown up. Again.
This time he brought pillows and blankets with him. She had been mildly surprised an thoroughly annoyed to find that he had fashioned a crude bed at the base of a large, ruined stone column. Itachi was standing before her now, hands behind his back, fingers twiddling in a fit of nervousness.
"...I thought that maybe you'd like something softer to lie on. The ground can't be terribly comfortable." He mumbled shyly, his true age showing through the many hours of social etiquette he had attended. Truly, Ao-sensei would severely admonish him if he'd caught Itachi displaying such a nervous habit in front of someone. Even if it was a cat.
Her lime-green eyes slowly moved to rest upon the crude bed before lazily raising to the small form of Itachi. She could see how nervous the young boy was and found faint amusement in watching him squirm, despite herself. Her next words were chosen with the upmost care.
"I prefer the stone and moss to the stench of the Village." She sneered before turning over, facing her back to him. "Now, leave. Before I make my displeasure known, little weasel."
The young boy felt his shoulders sag had hoped the peace offering might ease whatever slight he must have dealt her. Why else would she be so dismissive of him unless he had done something to wrong her? Itachi didn't know what exactly he did, but he became determined to reconcile it!
The Weasel and His Cat
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: Wow. This got a lot more attention than I had been expecting! I'm glad you guys are liking this!
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-Nanami