Yes. I finally finish my exams. As in a mere few hours ago.
Warning: This is a really long chapter
Thanks to Darkanonymous324, shiz-chirisaa, smiiley-chan and wingedmercury for the review
Thanks to smiiley-chan for all the help on this chapter. She helped me think of scenes for Lee, Hinata and Sakura's truth question.
This chapter is dedicated to angelgrl
Heaven's Tale
Chapter 12
The clear glass bottle spun, the momentum, at first fast, but soon slowed considerably.
Finally...
"Yosh!" Lee exclaimed, clasping his hands to control his excitement. His chocolate brown eyes tracing his future brother-in-law's thoughtful face, wondering what type of question would Sasuke as him.
Sasuke smirked as the perfect question formed in his mind. "What is the most un-youthful thing that you have done?"
Lee frowned, his gelled head cocked to his right with a finger tapping his chin.
"Be truthful," Gaara intervened, knowing very well that not being able to do 500 sit ups in 5 minutes did not count as unyouthful.
Lee's lower lip trembled slightly as he reminisced back on the 'unyouthful' incident. "Otousan was teaching Tenten and I on…" he paused, searching for a better word. "male fertilisation and female ovulation."
"Meet Mr Woody," Gai introduced a wooden male anatomy to his 11 year old children. He knew it was time to teach them about the birds and the bees.
Feminine brown eyes widened. She had never seen that part of a human body before.
"Otousan I have a Mr Woody," Lee declared, eyes bright with curiosity.
"All males have a Mr Woody, my son."
"Why don't I have one?" Tenten demanded. Was something wrong with her? Did she have a birth defect?
"You have something special Tenten called Ms Gina," Gai explained, taking out a replica of the female anatomy.
The bun haired girl nodded relieved.
"When Mr Woody and Ms Gina meet, they get married," Gai described and promptly merged the two anatomies together.
"That's not marriage," Tenten argued, arms crossed. "They're supposed to have rings and flowers."
"You are right, my beautiful flower," Gai beamed, teeth pinging. "But this is a different type of marriage."
Lee looked at the two wooden anatomies with great interest. "It looks like Mr Woody is poking Ms Gina."
"That is right, Lee. Mr Woody is poking Ms Gina." Gai looked at the mini-version of himself with pride.
"But wouldn't Ms Gina get upset," Lee questioned, so naïve.
Gai shook his head. "In that situation, Ms Gina will be very happy."
"If a boy poked me, I wouldn't be very happy. " Tenten huffed. "I would want to chop it off."
Gai grimaced. Obviously he needed to go with a different approach.
An hour later, his fatherly talk about the birds and the bees deemed fruitless even though he used other methods such as socks as puppets and used special 'connotations' such as the spreading of the seed and the blooming of flower.
Looking at his two children who seemed to be playing around with Mr Woody and Ms Gina, he knew that they did not understand the severity of the issue. Taking out an orange book that he borrowed from his rival, Kakashi, he proceeded to show them the processes and graphic pictures.
Poor Lee, it took him 500 laps around Konoha to forget about those tainting images. As for Tenten, well she used her Kunais to rip that book to shreds much to Kakashi's disdain.
"What's unyouthful about that?" Naruto asked, his head tilting slightly to the side.
"Otousan made me write and perform a short play with socks to see whether I understood the…. Processes." Lee stated. "That was a most unyouthful day."
"He even showed us pictures of Genital warts, Herpes, Syphilis and Gonorrhea," Tenten added in.
"Wow," Sakura mouthed.
"Exactly," Tenten huffed. "Who's next?"
Shino twirled the bottle and it stopped at Sasuke.
Lee's eyes brightened as it was his turn to ask a question to his future brother-in-law. "Have my sunflower of a sister ever made you angry?"
Sasuke took a look at Tenten and smirked. "Yes…"
To say Sasuke was pissed was an understatement. He was enraged, so infuriated he glanced murderously at everybody or at any object that passed his way. Even his fan girls, who endlessly hound him every minute of the day, for once, seem to shrink back into the background.
Sasuke wanted to commit murder. His usual impassive demeanour was overthrown as he realised the lack of student male population. His fists clenched at the piece of flyer he grasped as he knew where the hot blooded males were. They were at the university's auditorium, doing God knows what to his fragile Tenten. He hurried, taking longer strides. He turned round the corner, down the winding corridor.
The Uchiha male entered the auditorium and his jaw clenched with an audible 'click' as he took in the line of males which were in front of a tackily decorated stall with hearts and red lips. He noticed the attendance of the Tokyo university soccer team, kendo team, swim team, janitor, cafeteria uncle, punks and so much more. His brain instantly sought on ways to murder a 100 plus males.
Suddenly, he saw Tenten at the corner of his eyes. She seemed to be surprised at the amount of people in the auditorium as did her companion, Ino. As Tenten made her way to sit behind the booth, Sasuke stalked towards her, shoving anyone who was in his way.
"Hey!" several voices exclaimed, as the raven-haired man pushed through the front of the line.
"What?"
"Watch it…"
"xxxx…"
Sasuke ignored the protests and the backhanded insults thrown at him. He approached his girlfriend, who flipped the sign from 'closed' to 'open'. An eager male advanced to the booth but was stopped roughly by a hand which clamped his right shoulder tightly. "Where do you think you're going?" Onyx eyes narrowed.
"Dude…" the short, freckle-faced man started, not knowing that he was messing with the wrong guy. "Wait in line like the others." The short man turned around only to be met with furious dark, dark eyes. However, the poor man backed off as he saw Sasuke's eyes swirl red. Was that even possible?
"Sa-sasuke," Tenten looked at him, surprised. "How'd yo…"
"What is this?" Sasuke spat, controlling his breathing.
His girlfriend feigned innocence. " This…" she waved her hands at the wooden stall set up on the stage. He nodded, an eyebrow raised. "Why, Sasuke. It's a kissing booth." Her brown eyes widened.
He narrowed his eyes, knowing that she would pull the puppy dog look that he wasalways a sucker for. But it would not work this time. "And why are you standing behind one?" He crossed his arms.
"It's not like I want to be here," Tenten retorted, trying to reason with him but failing. "You know very well that the archery club needs to raise money for a new uniform for the upcoming tournament."
"I had to know from a piece of flyer," He seethed, eyes filled with annoyance. Tenten clamped her mouth shut.
He placed the crumpled piece of flyer he still grasped onto the table. "Whose brilliant idea is this?"He should murder the source first and then the remaining male population.
"Your best friend." A male with a tuff of blonde hair came into his thoughts. Scratch that. A very dead blonde male came into his thoughts.
"He's not in the archery club." Tenten smirked at her very jealous boyfriend. He actually gave Naruto the benefit of a doubt.
"You know he comes over to watch me practice," she explained, suddenly regret washing over her but her ass was on the line and she needed to save it. "He happened to be there when we had a meeting and gave that suggestion." Sasuke's pale face darkened. "During the carnival a few months ago, the kissing booth did exceptionally well."
"Naruto," Sasuke voiced out, his clenched knuckles turning a ghastly white.
"But you know, it was a suggestion," she tried to stir the issue away from Naruto. "And we did come up with other suggestions," she lamely said.
"And why weren't any of the other suggestions used?" Sasuke enquired, calming his temper down.
"I was outvoted," Tenten mentioned in a small voice.
"By how many votes?" he continued. The archery club for Tokyo University was small consisting of only 11 people. Ten males and only one female.
"Ten to one," she answered, sheepishly.
Ok, so, Sasuke had to kill Naruto first, then, the members in the archery club and, then, the remaining male student population. "Why wasn't I told about this…this… event?"
"Teme…" A familiar voice was heard. Obviously, Naruto would not call on his best friend if he had heard what Sasuke and Tenten were discussing. "Hurry up and kiss her. I got a lecture in an hour."
The moody male turned to the line and saw Naruto. "Are you standing in line, dobe?" A dark aura emanated from Sasuke. Upon seeing this, several males slinked out of the line slowly and dashed out of the large auditorium doors.
The blonde scratched his head, laughing nervously. "I just wanted to know what all the fuss was about," he lied.
Sasuke smirked. "Isn't this kissing booth your brilliant idea?" Naruto's cerulean eyes widened and he saw his short life flash through his eyes. "I'll deal with you later," Sasuke threatened.
"And you," Sasuke, finally, turned to a blonde female, who sat behind the counter of the kissing booth.
"Hey, I'm here as a favour from Tenten," the said person replied, filing her nails.
"Didn't you think that this is inappropriate?"
Ino took a moment from her nail filing to look at the actor in disinterest. "… No."
"No one bothered to mention this to me?"
Ino blew at her fingernails. "You were at your drama set. So I didn't bother to call you."
"This idea was decided yesterday," Tenten answered. "And the other archery club members wanted to do this booth as soon as possible."
"I wonder why…" Sasuke said, sarcastically, casting a glare at the ten archery club members who along with the other male occupants in the auditorium were waiting in line for their turn. Those ten members knew that they would be in for a hell of a week.
Ino put her nail file back into her handbag. "Look I can be first shift if you want and Tenten could be second shift."
Sasuke glared at her. With two of the hottest females in the university opening up a kissing booth, the amount of male customers would not dwindle, regardless of who took first or second shift. "How much?"
"What?" Tenten answered, dumbly.
"How much do you need to raise?" Sasuke asked, eyes ablaze with something other than anger.
"200 000 yen," Tenten huffed, annoyed yet touched by his concern. She watched him pull out a wallet from his pocket. "I do not want your charity, Uchiha."
"How much is for one kiss?" he asked pulling out a thick wad of paper notes.
Ino smirked, understanding what this was leading too.
"1000 yen," Tenten said, dumbly.
Sasuke counted the cash in hand and placed it into an empty clear bowl reserved for the money.
"I don't want your charity, Uchiha," Tenten huffed again. "Take your money," she replied, stubbornly.
"Who say's its charity?" Sasuke smirked at his girlfriend's innocence and pulled her chin towards him, fusing their mouths together. A few moments later and they pulled away for air.
"I-I think that was only 5000 yen worth of kisses," Tenten stated, her face flushed.
"Then, kiss me damn it." Sasuke looked at her with glazed eyes. "Give me my money's worth," he verbalised, voice soothing and soft.
And then he kissed her, lips soft and teasing, again and again and again.
Sasuke guessed that he should spare Naruto's life. The kissing booth idea was not too shabby after all.
Ino looked at the kissing scene in front of her and rolled her eye-lined eyes. She, then, walked to the front of the booth and gave a bright grin. "Sorry, boys," she addressed the crowd. "Looks like we got enough cash for the uniform after all," Ino voiced out, pointing towards the money-filled bowl. Groans and sighs were heard and the crowd, soon, dispersed. "And you two…" Ino exclaimed, as her two friends took a breather, faces pink. "Get a room."
"Lee," Naruto called out. "There's a photo of that on page 12." Lee flipped open the photo book that Naruto gave him for his birthday and took in the image of a kissing Sasuke and Tenten.
"Kyaaaah," Sakura squealed, damaging everyone's ear drums in the process. "I want to see."
Lee held that page up and everyone had a good glimpse of the rather intimate moment. Sakura sighed, dreamily. On the other hand, Sasuke and Tenten both flushed involuntarily at the memory and the picture.
Neji felt his heart lurch to a stop for a few seconds. He shrugged it off thinking that it was the amount of food that he had ate.
"And the bottle points to…" Ino watched the bottle twirl and stop. "Shikamaru."
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. "What's the question?" he asked, looking at Shino.
"I have always wondered," Shino started, eying the female blonde and lazy male. "whether there is any history between two of you."
Shikamaru shrugged. "We were childhood friends before we dated."
"That's it," Tenten stated, disappointed. "No explanation of how you confessed to her."
The brown haired male sighed. He thought that he had to answer only one question. However, he thought it would be too troublesome to argue back."It was a hot day…"
"I want ice cream." Pudgy fingers reached for some barbeque flavoured chips inside the bag of chips.
"You're eating something now," Ino snapped, lifting her upper body from where she laid on the grass, and propping an arm to support her weight. She glared at the 16 year old male. "What happened to dieting, Chouji?"
His eyebrows furrowed. Not this lecture again. He was comfortable with his size and he loved food too much to give it up. "But I hate diets," he made a face, to prove his point.
Ino sighed helplessly and poked the boy in his stomach. "Honestly, Chou. You could afford to lose a few extra pounds."
"I'll go get some ice cream," Chouji said, making up his mind. He stood up, brushing crumbs from his khaki shorts. "What flavour do you want Shikamaru?"
His best friend lay on the green grass, arms behind his head. "Chocolate," he grunted.
"That's it," Ino replied, pulling herself up and away from the ground. "Since both of you are hungry, I'll go and get the sandwiches I prepared earlier from the car." She smoothed down her white tank top and low cut, tight skinny jeans which were tainted with grass stains. "You… stay." She pointed towards Chouji, her eyes and voice threatening. As Ino walked off, a pair of brown eyes viewed her round bottom.
Chouji plopped back down on the grass. "Troublesome," Chouji sulked, stuffing his face with more potato chips.
"Tch," Shikamaru chuckled, hearing his best friend use his own 'phrase' word.
"I saw you, you know," the overweight teenager replied, watching his best friend eye the clouds lazily.
"Tch," Shikamaru started, eyes fluttering shut, not knowing what Chouji was talking about.
"You were looking at her… behind." Chouji smiled behind his bag of chips, watching his best friend stiffen up. "Those jeans are rather tight. Sure she's skinny but she has a rather round, pert, firm butt." Chouji eyed his Shikamaru. Still, no response. "I heard that she went lingerie shopping the other day. She bought a pink lacy thong. You know come to think of it I thought I saw a hint of pink sticking out of her jeans just now."
"Chouji," Shikamaru exclaimed, rather embarrassed certain images came into mind. He winced at his own sudden, out of character, outburst.
Chouji snickered. "Didn't know you were an ass person?"
A faint pink hue appeared on his cheeks.
"You should confess," Shikamaru's companion told him, munching on a barbeque flavoured potato chip.
"Confess what?" the brown-eyed male asked.
"That you love her," Chouji nodded, stating the obvious. Shikamaru feigned ignorance. "You've loved her since you were 6 years old."
"…"
Chouji had to laugh. It was not every day he made his genius best friend speechless. Shikamaru often had a remark up his sleeve.
"I never could hide anything from you," Shikamaru replied, finally, softly.
Chouji rolled his eyes. "Just confess. You're already 16."
"It's not that easy."
"That guy Sai is eying her you know."
Shikamaru grunted. Troublesome. Everything was so troublesome.
Quietness ensued.
Finally. "I tried to," he mumbled.
"What?" Chouji asked him, tipping his bag of chips over to find that it was empty.
"I tried to," Shikamaru practically yelled. Chouji winced at his sudden loud confession, a small smile making its way on his round face. "It was never the right time. Troublesome women."
Chouji, now, had a fully fledged smile on his face at Shikamaru's revelation. Chouji's mind went into overdrive, wanting very much to help the two in that love direction. After all, Ino did happen to be crushing on Shikamaru too.
Footsteps approached and Ino was seen at a distance with a picnic basket in hand.
"You ready?" Chouji asked his friend, an idea forming in his mind. He might not be a genius but he certainly was not dumb.
"Ready?" Shikamaru questioned, his eyes shut but then opened up in surprise. "Wait," he protested.
"Tuna or roast chicken?" Ino asked, walking closer towards the two boys, opening the picnic basket she had in front of her and not paying attention to her surroundings.
"Chouji…." Shikamaru began, brown eyes revealing his anxiety.
And the round boy took this cue to extend his leg and trip a certain blonde female. Her picnic basket dropped near Chouji's side, the contents spilling out.
One second Ino was walking and, in the next, she was flying towards a surprised drowsy looking Shikamaru. She closed her eyes waiting for the painful landing but it never came. Instead, she felt a muscled body beneath her and protective strong arms wrapped around her slender frame.
Cerulean eyes met with deep chocolate orbs. "You ok?" Shikamaru asked her, actually liking how she felt against him.
Ino's eyes widened, feeling her heart beat erratically against her rib cage. She silently prayed that the boy beneath was too sleepy to make sense of anything. "Y-yes," she managed to say.
Chouji smiled deviously as he took in their mingled forms. Yes, everything was going as he planned. He took out a tuna sandwich which was bundled in aluminium foil and squinted his eyes towards Ino's head, his target. This has to be perfect. Suddenly, he released the sandwich, and it hit the back of Ino's head, pushing her head downwards and causing her lips to bump into Shikamaru's.
"Chouji!" Ino loudly verbalised, her face flushing red. "S-sorry," she mumbled towards the male beneath her. This time softly.
The genius smirked at the blonde, wanting very much to bump his lips on hers. Except this time, it would be no accident. "I'm not sorry," he stated, before flipping her on her back and rolling on top of her. He closed the distance between their lips, kissing her long and languidly.
Ino smiled into the kiss. For a genius who was too lazy to do anything, he sure did take his time kissing her.
Chouji took a bite of a sandwich and watched his two best friends make out. It was damn time. "So does that mean I'm the third wheel now?" There was no response as his two friends were 'busy'. He stood up, smiling at the sight before him. "I'm getting that damn ice cream," he declared.
They could thank him later.
"Kyaaaaah," Sakura squealed yet again.
"Hyuuga," Shikamaru replied, rubbing his temples. "Control your women." Neji, at his comment, gave him a defiant glare.
"Ino-pig." Sakura swooned. "How romantic…"
The blonde Yamanaka blushed. "You like my butt?" she asked the lazy boy.
Before the Nara boy could respond, Kiba spoke out. "He's not the only one." He winked. Shino smirked in agreement.
"I'm an ass person too," Naruto declared.
"What about you?" Shino asked Gaara. Everyone turned to look at him, curious.
Gaara folded his arms and glared. Ino looked at him with curious eyes.
"Are you tits or ass?" Naruto asked the red-head, earning a slap behind his head due to the comment by Sakura. "Ow, Sakurachan," he whined.
Silence and finally Gaara spoke. "Ass." Lee whooped his best friend on his back. Lee was not blind; he saw Gaara's furtive glances towards the model. This is the first step for Gaara in admitting his feelings towards the woman.
"A-ano," Hinata started, not knowing whether her question would be inappropriate.
"What is it, Hinata?" Ino asked.
"What happened?" the Hyuuga girl asked.
Ino blinked. "We never officially broke up." Ino shrugged, but a flicker off pain went through her eyes and this went unnoticed by Gaara. "We just…"
"Grew apart," Shikamaru finished off.
"The elastic band that held us together… snapped." Ino chose her words carefully.
"Well." Tenten smiled. "It's amazing how you guys are still such close friends. It must be tough."
Ino smiled, not answering her question. She instead, twirled the bottle around.
It pointed towards herself.
"You might get this a lot but why did you become a model," Kiba asked, brown eyes curious. "You got spotted by a street agent or something?"
Ino laughed. "Actually no one has ever asked me that question before." She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Chouji has 2 loves. The love for food and the love for photography." Her pink lips curved into a smile at the memory. "Shikamaru and I bought his first camera. We didn't have much money so we bought a second hand old Canon camera. It had the basic functions and not as much megapixels as cameras nowadays. But the pictures…" Ino managed to choke back a sob. "They were so beautiful."
"Hey, Ino! Shikamaru!" Chouji called out to his two best friends who happened to be laying side by side on the green grass. They both opened their eyes to look at the round boy who was supposed to be sitting by the trunk of the tree but were suddenly met with flashing blinding lights. Chouji was not where he was supposed to be.
"Chouji!" Ino yelled, realising that the rotund Akimichi was standing on a thick branch of a Sakura tree. "You should come down its dangerous," she told him, worried. "You can break your back." She sat up, face tilted up.
"Chouji come down." Heck even Shikamaru was worried. Although he did not make a move to shift from his resting position.
"Lighten up."Chouji gave them a hearty laugh.
"Come down now," Ino replied, her blue eyes filled with concern. "I'll buy you ice-cream."
Chouji took another snap of his two best friends. He smiled as an idea formed inside his head. "Hey guys!" he called out again. He took in his friends troubled faces. "Ever wanted a pink Christmas," he verbalised to both of them, a hand on his camera and the bark of the tree. Without warning, he jumped lightly on the large branch that he was standing on.
In an instance, Sakura petals drifted down towards the couple, surrounding the greenery as if it were soft cherry-coloured snowflakes. Ino's uneasy expression melted into one of awe as she took in the beauty of it all. Even Shikamaru had a content smile on his face.
…Click…
"I got it," Chouji whispered to himself, grinning.
"He submitted that photo to a contest," Ino mentioned, smiling. "He didn't win but that picture, was the main reason I became a model."
Hinata smiled.
Sakura touched her shoulder. "When do we meet this Chouji?"
Ino smiled. "I'll introduce him to you one day." Shikamaru could only look on at Ino's pained expression which was hidden behind her bright smile.
The Nara male did something that he could do which was spin the bottle and that all is forgotten about Chouji by the next question.
It was Sakura's turn. "Finally," she declared and turned to look at Tenten. "My question please."
Ino shifted to Tenten's side and whispered something in the brown-eyed girl's ear. Tenten grinned. "We all know that you declared your undying love to Neji." Tenten smirked at Sakura's reddened cheeks. "What made you make the first move?"
"That's not fair. That is Ino-pig's question," Sakura protested.
"No it was her suggestion and I decided to make it my truth question," Tenten argued.
"Fine," Sakura huffed. "We all know that Neji would not make the first move."
"Uh huh." Ino raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure there's some incident that made you want to confess. A bad day maybe? Or female competition?"
Sakura turned to her left to look at her emotionless boyfriend. "Actually… I came over to their pent house to meet up with Hinata since we were having a study session. I happened to be thirsty so I decided to get a glass of water in the kitchen when I happened overhear a conversation between Neji and his uncle." Emerald eyes met with pale orbs.
"My nephew," Hiashi started, taking in the appearance of Neji's tall and lean form. "You have graduated from high school, you have been accepted to a prestigious university, you have close friends and you are favourable looking." Neji smirked. "However, you are lacking something…"
Neji's eyes bore into his uncle's eyes and frowned. "What am I lacking, Hiashi-sama?" Since Neji's father's death, his uncle has been taking care of him ever since and he favours his uncle's thoughts.
"A female companion, Neji." Hiashi's usually impassive face,smiled.
"I have female companions."
"Yes you do. Tenten and Sakura." Hiashi nodded. "But I mean a special female companion."
Neji's eyebrows furrowed closer together.
Hiashi looked at his nephew in amusement. "A girlfriend." A flicker of realisation crossed Neji's cold face. "You are off age, nephew." Hiashi took a sip off his mug of black coffee. "What about Tenten or Sakura? Surely you are interested in one of them." Hiashi placed the mug back on the table.
"It has never crossed my mind uncle."
"Then, use this time to think. Before either girl get snatched by some very lucky boys."
"Hn," Neji replied as he walked out of his Uncle's private office. The tuft of pink hair which was trying to remain hidden in a corner remained unnoticed.
"And that's the reason why," Sakura replied, watching Neji's expression carefully. "Are you mad?"
"There's no reason to be," Neji stated. If Neji did not like her, he would not have been with her to begin with.
Gaara decided to ask Neji a question since he was curious about something and wondered how Neji would answer it. "Neji." The Hyuuga male's gaze landed on Gaara's smirking expression. "It's your turn now."
"I thought the bottle decides that," Neji replied.
Gaara ignored his statement. "When Tenten went away did you miss her?"
Tenten froze. She was not expecting that question. Neji has always been a tough person to talk about feelings. Neji remained silent.
Gaara turned to Tenten. "Did you miss him?"
Tenten shrugged, absolutely aware that Sasuke's and Sakura's was eying her in interest. "Of course I would miss my best friend." Relief overtook Sasuke's and Sakura's body.
"I did." Neji said quietly after a while.
"Care to elaborate," Naruto snickered.
Neji just glared. "I answered the truth question already."
"Ano…" Hinata uttered. All eyes were on her. "Neji-nisan sometimes polish Tenten's weapons."
Tenten looked at Neji in amazement. "No wonder there's no rust. I just thought that otousan or Lee took care of them when I was away."
"It reminded me of you."
"Awwww…" Ino cooed. "So sweet." Neji gave her a defiant glare.
"I know for a fact," Lee started. "The reason why Neji puts up with sparring with me is because I tell him about Tenten's recent news." Lee was not dumb. He knew Neji would not go for his endless challenges. But something had made Neji stay and that was Tenten.
Tenten looked at him with a smile tugged at her lips. "I don't know what to say."
"Then don't." Neji has been humiliated enough. And the annoyed look on Sasuke's face did nothing for his humiliation.
"I'm spinning this bottle…" and it pointed towards Naruto.
Hinata touched her index fingers together. "Na-naruto-kun."
"Yes, Hinata-chan."
"How d-did you g-get that tattoo?"
"Well, Hinata-chan. It's a long story…"
"You guys heard about the costume ball," Naruto asked excitedly towards his three companions. It was 10pm and they were at a dimly lit park which was empty.
Sasuke scoffed. "What about it,dobe?" The onyx eyed male took a swig of his beer.
"Teme," Naruto growled, blue eyes narrowing and his hands crushing his empty beer can.
"Both of you cut it out." Ino glared, as a vein throbbed on her forehead. "So what about the ball, Naruto?" she asked the blonde, her voice suddenly sweet.
"Are you going?" Naruto asked all of them. "It's our last year before we go out to the working world."
"Is this a Halloween party?" the bun haired girl asked.
"No." Ino rolled her eyes. "It's a ball but we have to wear a costume."
"Sure, why not." Tenten's eyes sparkled. "It sounds like fun."
"Che," Sasuke grunted. "Guess I'm going then." He cannot let his girlfriend go alone especially with the amount of male admirers she accumulated within the 3 years and a half of her time in university.
"So, who are you going to take as a date, Naruto?" Tenten asked, taking in his mischievous smile.
"Oh…" Naruto grinned and put an arm around a very amused blonde. "I got someone in mind."
Ino rolled her eyes as she felt an arm slung over her shoulder. "So what should we dress as?" Ino asked, getting very excited.
"I'll just wear my archer outfit or something." Tenten shrugged. Both Naruto and Ino's jaw dropped.
"There is absolutely no way you'll be wearing that," Ino said, defiantly. How uncreative can Tenten be anyway?
"And why not?" Tenten crossed her arms.
"Because that's no fun," Ino challenged her.
"Tell her, babe," Naruto joined in.
Ino glared at Naruto. "I told you not to call me that."
He laughed sheepishly. "I got a little excited tis all."
"Sasuke," Ino exclaimed. "What do you think you and Tenten should dress as?"
He gave her a blank stare. "Ourselves."
"You two are hopeless," Ino said, flabbergasted. She was very close to throwing a tantrum.
"I know." Naruto perked up. He felt three pairs of eyes gaze at him. "I, Uzumaki Naruto, challenge you, Uchiha Sasuke, to a duel." Naruto gave Sasuke a good guy pose.
"Why does he do that?" Ino wondered out loud. Every time Naruto would challenge Sasuke he would do this weird thumb up pose.
Tenten groaned. "Once you meet my brother you'll find out why."
"If I win," Naruto continued. "Ino and I will choose you and Tenten's costume." Ino smiled. Yes. There was no way Naruto should lose.
Sasuke smirked at the blonde in amusement. "And what if I win?"
"That's entirely up to you," Naruto replied, his arms behind his head.
"Hn." Sasuke smirked again as the perfect punishment formed in his head. "If I win, you and Ino have to get a tattoo."
Ino's eyes widened. She was a model there was no way she can taint her body with permanent ink.
"We accept," Naruto smirked. Ino glared at him and gave him a 'you better win or else' look.
"So what's the challenge?" Tenten asked curious.
"Who can piss the farthest?" Naruto decided. He wanted to take the Uchiha's ego down a few notches.
"No," Sasuke crossed his arm.
"What? Why not?" Naruto moaned. He was going to annoy the hell out of Sasuke till he agrees.
"No."
"So, you forfeit."
"No."
Naruto gave him a knowing smile. "You don't have much of a d*** then."
Dark eyes narrowed. "Fine." A knowing smirk. "No hands."
Ino sighed. "Boys."
"We'll wait over there," Tenten told them, before linking arms with Ino and making their way farther from the boys.
Pants unzipped, the boys stood side by side and aimed.
Moments later…
Naruto walked towards the two females, head hanging in dejection.
"You lost?" Ino asked him furious.
Sasuke smirked. "He lost."
"He has an unfair advantage," Naruto whined.
Ino plonked him on the head. "No excuses."
"Ino-chan." He rubbed his head. "It's the truth."
"Well," Tenten started. "I guess we should find a tattoo parlour."
Surprisingly, they found a small, dingy tattoo parlour 2 blocks away from where they were. And as promised, Ino and Naruto got their tattoos. Naruto chose whiskers since he always was fond of foxes and Ino, well, she got a butterfly.
"My fair maiden," Lee pronounced as it was a nickname that he reserved for Ino as she reminded him of Cinderella. "Shall we have a look at this tattoo you have gotten?"
Ino gave him a bashful smile. "I'd love to Lee but it's in a place that is rather private."
"Do not be shy, fair maiden," Lee spoke. Gaara wanted to strangle Lee. Doesn't Lee realise what he's saying.
Ino laughed. "It's just…" She looked at her friends, trying to think of a mild term of where the placement of her tattoo was.
"It's down south." Tenten helped her. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaay down south."
Ino gave a sheepish grin. "waaaaaaaaaay waaaaaaaaaaaay down south."
One
Two
Three
Blood squirted down the boys' shirt as they had a rather lewd mental image of Ino in their mind.
"All of you are perverts," Sakura huffed, handing out tissues so they could wipe their bloody noses.
"Naruto," Sakura turned to the blonde boy, watching him wipe the blood of his gray t-shirt. "What did you guys wear for the costume ball?"
Naruto grinned. "I got teme to do another challenge with me and this time I won…"
"No."
"Why not?" Again with the whining. Sasuke just wanted to beat Naruto in a pulp.
"Absolutely not."
"Just one more."
"No."
"If you win this time, I'll wait on you, hand and foot for a month."
A sigh escaped Sasuke's lips."No."
"Two months."
"No."
"I'll tell Tenten you snapped the string to her bow."
An eye twitch later. "Fine… You're a sore loser." Tenten could be scary when she wants to be.
A roguish grin crept on Naruto's face. "I, Uzumaki Naruto, chall-"
"Just get to the point dobe," Sasuke snapped.
"The first person who get's spanked from the opposite sex wins."
Sasuke scowled. He should have beaten the hell out of Naruto when he had the chance too.
...
Sasuke was pacing in Tenten's dorm room. He was worried. How the hell would he ask her to spank him? They haven't even gone to that intimate part of the relationship yet. All they've done so far is make out heavily but there was no touching involved. He also did not want her to think that he was some sort of masochist.
He heard a soft flush from the attached bathroom and his girlfriend walked out of the bathroom. "Oh…"She looked at him in surprise. "Hey."
Sasuke sat on the bed, deep in his thoughts.
"Is there anything wrong?" Tenten asked him worriedly, taking a seat beside him on the bed. She took in his rather intense gaze. "You ok?"
Sasuke gazed at her intently. How should she spank him anyway? Should he ask her to use her bare hand or buy a spanking device like a paddle?
"Sasuke," Tenten tried again, nervous at the dark gaze he gave her.
"Tenten," he began.
"Hmm…"
"I… Please…."He took her hand.
"Sasuke…"
"Please…"
Suddenly, Ino burst through the door. "I'm back from Milan. Missed me?" She looked at her two friends and stopped in her tracks. "Whoops..." she winked. "My bad." She turned to leave but Naruto walked into the room, hence, blocking the exit.
"Inochan…. Tentenchan…" Naruto whimpered, turning around to point at his backside. "I had an accident," he lied.
"What is that on your butt?" Ino asked.
"Flour," he weakly said.
"Did you go lurk around the bakery classes again?" Tenten asked with both her arms crossed.
Yep, Naruto looked at Tenten and Ino, throwing them a pitiful look, they took the bait.
"They were making chocolate soufflés…" he told them. "and I accidently fell into a bag of flour."
"Dobe," Sasuke muttered.
"See," Naruto stated, turning around and attempting to dust his backside off to no avail. "I need help." He waved two fly swatters at the two girls.
Onyx eyes narrowed. "Wash it," Sasuke replied, suddenly realising Naruto's ulterior motives.
"It's flour," Tenten said, knowingly. "It'll just ruin the jeans. You need to get as much flour off before you can even wash it."
"Fine…" Ino closed the door and took a fly swatter. "Bend over."
Naruto did as told, and Ino begun to smack his butt with the fly swatter.
"Well aren't you joining in the fun?" Ino questioned Tenten, sarcastically. Tenten shrugged, taking the other fly swatter from Naruto's hand and began striking his other cheek.
"Be gentle," Naruto whimpered out loud. However, he celebrated his victory inside.
Sasuke's jaw slackened. How Naruto managed to even beat him, he could not comprehend? But at the sight of not only one but two women fervently spanking him, he knew he had lost.
Tenten would be pissed.
….
The night of the ball arrived…
"I am not wearing that," she crossed her arms, defiantly. "and I am not wearing my hair down."
"You lost fair and square," Ino argued.
"Sasuke lost."
"The bet was for both of you."
"Don't be so difficult Ino."
"You're being more difficult."
"I can use this as a bandanna." Tenten held a piece of cloth which was supposedly her outfit.
Ino had had enough. "You are wearing this outfit that Naruto and I carefully chose or else," Ino said, her temper flared.
"Or else what?" Tenten cocked an eyebrow at her.
Ino looked around the room and grabbed her beloved bow and arrows. Tenten's eyes widened. "Are you sure you want to find out?" Ino smirked.
"Fine, I'll wear the damn outfit," Tenten replied, defeated. She took off her pants and her top. "Now, can you please put that bow down?"
"Not until you wear that outfit."
Tenten sighed and managed to squeeze herself into the tiny outfit. "I'm going to be cold, Ino?"
"That's the price of beauty, honey."
….
An hour later, a knock could be heard at Tenten's door.
A smiling Ino opened the door to a sulking Sasuke and a bright Naruto. The blonde boy gave a very appreciative whistle at Ino's outfit. Even Sasuke's eyes seemed to linger a few seconds longer than needed. "Thanks." Ino smiled, prettily. She wore a long sleeve backless leopard print leotard that dipped down to the small of her back. The leotard was tailored with a long tail a centimetre above her butt. She paired her outfit with killer black heels, a pair of black paws on her hands and a leopard ear head band. She also drew on whiskers that mirrored Naruto's, painted her lips red and drew cat-like eye-lined eyes. Her hair, today, tumbled freely in large curls. If there are men that are into feline role-play, Ino definitely fulfilled their fantasies. "You guys look good too."
And sure enough they looked amazing.
Naruto wore leopard print shorts that ended above his knees and a deep fitting V-neck black t-shirt that showed off his flat tight abs. He wore black sneakers, the same leopard ear headband as Ino and a pair of black paws. He had on a bit of smokey eye makeup that Ino insisted in order to complete the look.
Sasuke, on the other hand, was supposed to be a dark fallen angel as Naruto explained it. Thus, he wore tight leather pants, and a pair of black wings which was made of the finest black feathers. He had no shirt on but red liquid which likened blood was strategically smeared over his six pack abs, chest, back, arms and his cheek. "Is there a reason why I am not wearing a shirt?"
"Stop complaining," Ino retorted. "Tenten come on out. Are you done? We don't have all day"
A scowling Tenten appeared from the bathroom and Sasuke felt his breath get hitched in his throat. Tenten was supposed to be a fallen angel too. However, instead of a black outfit, she wore a tiny white dress which was low in the front and too short at the bottom. She had on a pair of white feathered angel wings which was strategically smeared with blood-like substance as did her legs, arms, chest and dress. Her eyes were smokey and dark. Her lips were blood red. But what got to Sasuke was the fact that he saw her hair down for the first time. It fell in soft long waves a few inches below her breasts. She was stunning.
Ino smirked at the Uchiha male's reaction. "Aren't you happy that you lost this bet?" she said, knowingly, not expecting an answer.
And this time, both Naruto and Sasuke got a nose bleed.
"Page 20," Naruto said, smugly to Lee. The green beast of Konoha, eagerly flipped to page 20 of the photo book and his jaw looked about to dislocate from its hinges. Needless to say, Lee did not want to see his sister that way.
"Image be gone," Lee shrieked, hitting the side of his head to will that certain image free from his mind.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Don't be so dramatic, Lee."
"It's my sister," he bellowed, brown eyes tearing up. "I must not have this thought."
"Stare at Ino then." Lee did as told, drooling at the female blonde's seductive figure.
The picture was of Naruto, Ino, Sasuke and Tenten. Ino had her arms wrapped around Naruto's waist while giving a sexy pout to the camera. Naruto had an arm around Ino's shoulder; his face was cracked in a foxy grin. In the picture, his wavy tousled dirty blonde hair was longer; hence, he had it in a ponytail. However, a few locks were free from their bounds, framing his freshly-tattooed face. On the other hand, Sasuke was leaning against the wall with a leg propped up against it. His eyes looked mysterious and dark but he had a smug smirk on his face as he held his girlfriend protectively around her small waist. Tenten had a big grin with bright eyes that twinkled and her head against her boyfriend's chest. Her dress seemed to show her ample chest and toned legs.
"Let me see." Kiba snatched the book from Lee's hands and promptly felt more blood drip from his nose. He looked over at Ino and Tenten as if in a trance. "When it's my birthday, I'll make it into a costume party." He winked at Ino and Tenten. "And for my present, please wear those outfits." He held the photo book out for everyone to see and pointed at the photo.
More blood spilled.
Gaara almost choked on his own spit as he took in Ino's outfit, endless legs and firm ass. And Neji, well, he thought he saw an angel. A very sensuous angel. Neji knew that that image would not be seared into his head for a long time.
"I thought you didn't like cats," Ino brought up, eying Kiba.
"I like this kind." Kiba gave her a wide grin, giving another appreciate glance at the picture and taking in Ino's party outfit.
Ino laughed. "I'll come wrapped in a ribbon." She winked.
Shikamaru coughed, intercepting the both of them before the flirting became too much. "Next..."
The bottle twirled and pointed towards an irritated red head.
"When did you not think Lee was annoying?" Neji asked his Gaara.
"Hey," Lee retorted, a little hurt.
Gaara's lips curved slightly at the memory. "We had to do a project together…"
"Gaara and Lee," Kakashi announced, his eyes still not lifting from his perverted book. "Pair up."
Gaara gave the most potent glare to the silver-haired teacher. He was paired up with Lee, the most boisterous and weirdest person in his class for an assignment that will last for 3 weeks. They were to take care of their 'son', an egg, for sex education class. He was not happy.
The teacher took a peek from behind his orange book, noticing the glower from the new student. "Since there are not enough girls to pair off with the boys, you and Lee will represent the growing homosexual community in our country." Kakashi's eyes crinkled in amusement. The entire class erupted with laughter.
The red head narrowed his eyes. He watched Lee walk to the front of the class and cradle an egg in his arm.
"Yosh, Kakashi-sensei," Lee cried out, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks. "I shall be a fine mother to my Toshiro and be the pride of the gay community."
If Gaara cared, he would have slapped a hand on his forehead. If Gaara cared, he would have hired a hitman to kill himself right there and then.
And here they were one week later, having a picnic in Gaara's large backyard. Lee called it family time but Gaara thought of it as more of a waste of time.
Earlier on, Lee had laid out a large bed sheet on the ground and arranged the food on top. Lee, who completely immersed himself in playing the female of their assumed 'gay' marriage, wore a hideous looking green scarf over his bowl-cut hair and his usual green spandex suit. Toshiro was placed in a tiny box that was filled with cotton. He even had a tiny cap to protect his small brown head.
The red head lay down on the bed sheet, chewing on a piece of sushi. The outing would be nice, he admitted if it were not for the fact that his ignorant older brother was taking pictures of his 'family'. Gaara was sure that Kankurou would use this as blackmail. Lee seemed to be unaware of the situation as he willingly strike some poses.
"Gaara-san," Lee spoke out, eyes bright.
The brooding male turned to meet his 'companion's' eager face. He knew now from the week he had spent with Lee that that look did not necessarily be a good thing. "Hn."
"We should engage in some family games," Lee replied. Gaara closed his eyes and ignored Lee's suggestion.
"No."
"If Toshiro see's the burning flames of our love, it will help him grow up to be youthful." From far, Kankurou gave a loud snicker.
"No."
"But Gaara-san. It is our roles as parents to be a good role model for our child."
"He's an egg," Gaara argued, his eyes cold.
Lee gasped dramatically, using two fingers to cover Toshiro's 'ears'. "Dada did not mean what he said," the green beast of Konoha cooed to his son.
Gaara fought the urge to roll his eyes. "Fine." The red head, sat up straight, his eyes held impatience. "What do you propose we do?"
Lee beamed, taking out a baseball bat and white ball wrapped in yarn and leather. "Let us engage in a game of catch."
Gaara quirked an eyebrow. The game seemed harmless enough. All he had to do was hit a ball with a bat and Lee was supposed to retrieve it. He stood up and held the wooden bat in his hand. Lee sashayed 40 meters from where he stood. Lee was obviously still embracing his new found womanhood.
"Ready," Lee said, enthusiastically, the ball gripped tightly in his hand.
Gaara nodded and away the ball went in deadly speed. Gaara narrowly managed to dodge the bullet-like ball. "You trying to kill me," he growled, as he retrieved the ball that dropped a few feet away. Lee gave him a sheepish apologetic grin. Gaara bit back a remark and threw the ball back to Lee. This time, Gaara noticed that Kankurou was videotaping the entire ordeal. Gaara's green eyes narrowed and he made a silent pact to angle his hit so that it 'accidently' collided into the camera or his brother.
"Ready," Lee called out again.
Gaara gave a grunt and Lee released the ball. The ball travelled in an astounding speed but Gaara managed to hit the baseball with a loud 'crack'. Alas, the ball narrowly missed Kankurou's form by mere milimeters.
"You missed," his brother smirked.
"My turn," Lee jumped up and sashayed to where his 'husband' stood.
The green-eyed male glared daggers at his older brother. "Next time," he verbalised, handing the bat over to Lee.
Lee stretched his arms and twisted his body for warm up. "Yosh." Lee pumped up the bat into the air.
Gaara nodded and brought the ball back in a throwing motion, his wrist cocked back. Then, without warning, the ball is released, travelling towards Lee in dangerous accuracy. Lee tightened his grasp on the bat and swung the ball with much force.
Kankurou's eyes widened as he watched the ball travel back towards the house and, then, smashed through a window. His bedroom window. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Kankurou cried out, falling to his knees as he heard the sound of his prized Kabuki collection crash from the shelves to the floor.
Gaara's face broke out into a smirk as he watched his brother's reaction. In the beginning, Gaara wanted to pummel the camera to bits or bang his brother up a little. But he got more than that. Gaara saw his brother's very soul crush. He could not have done this better himself.
Lee's jaw slackened, wondering how he would right this wrong. "Kankurou-san." Lee ran towards the broken man. "It was an accident," The bowl-cut male explained, taking in Kankurou's shocked expression. "I shall do 300 sit ups, 300 one armed push ups and run 100 times around Konoha daily until you have forgiven me."There was still no response from the still elder boy. Kankurou remained unmoving, his eyes still wide and mouth in an 'O' shape.
For the first time in years, a smile made its way on Gaara's face. Maybe Lee was not such a bad person. Gaara could learn to favour the man's company. After all, a person who can crush his brother's soul definitely rated high in his books. What Gaara has tried to do in years, Lee has done in under a week.
All of a sudden, animated tears ran down Lee's cheeks as he sobbed uncontrollably. "I have failed my son." Lee promptly fell dramatically to the ground. "I am a bad role model."
Gaara smirked. "Mama did a good job." he looked at his 'son', finally regarding the egg and his 'family'.
Everyone laughed. This story was the most humorous. And the strangest thing was everyone could imagine Gaara and Lee as a couple.
"it's Shino's turn," Tenten replied, as the bottle pointed towards him.
"We can sleep after this," Naruto asked, stretching his arms out and yawning.
Shikamaru's shoulder relaxed finally knowing that after Shino's turn he would be able to sleep. "Finally," he mumbled. "Shino…" his voice trailed off as the Aburame male took off his sunglasses and placed it inside his backpack.
"What?" Shino uttered, taking in the dropped jaws, red cheeks and stunned faces.
"Shi-Shino-kun…" Hinata managed to say as she saw his eyes for the first time. She, then, promptly fainted.
"I always thought you were hot," Ino started eyes wide and pulse racing. "But you're…" Her cheeks flared as Shino's gaze landed on her face. "… an adonis…"
Even Sakura and Tenten had their cheeks flushed to the annoyance of their boyfriends.
If the girls were to describe Shino's eyes in one word, that word would be smouldering. His eyes were a dark roasted coffee colour and seemed to pierce through their very souls. It screamed sex, danger and mystery.
Needless to say, the girls all had nose bleeds.
Kiba grinned that canine-like smile. "Yep. That was how I reacted too."
"I guess that answered everyone's questions," Shikamaru mumbled, after getting over the shock.
Naruto and Lee nodded dumbly.
"I don't sleep with my sunglasses on," Shino said, offended.
Kiba placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "I don't think that's the issue here, Shino." Kiba grinned. "It's you actually taking off your sunglasses that's the issue."
"My eyes are sensitive to the light." He gave a defiant stare to his friends.
Gaara, Neji and Sasuke just stared. How else could they react to such a beautiful male?
Naruto then realised that he has yet to give the last and final question to Hinata. "Ne… Hinata-chan…"
"Na-naruto-kun…" Hinata murmured, fingers fiddling with the hem of her shirt.
"Is there someone that you like?" Hinata's cheeks flushed red. "A beautiful girl like you surely would have someone that you like." A few snickers and rolls of eyes were revealed. Everyone but Naruto knew that Hinata had a huge crush on him.
"Y-yes." Hinata replied. Shikamaru and Shino eyed the Hyuuga girl with interest. Maybe it is finally today that she would confess her love for Naruto.
"Who is it Hinata-chan?" Naruto gathered her dainty pale hands into his own and looked at her with intense blue eyes.
"I-it's…." Hinata fainted on her sleeping bag as Naruto's touch and gaze were too much for her weak heart.
"Hinata-chan," Naruto exclaimed, shocked at the limp figure before him.
"Let her sleep, Naruto," Sakura told him. "She already answered the question."
Shino sighed. He guessed that Hinata would confess her love for Naruto next time. "I'm going to sleep." He, then, proceeded to unzip his sleeping bag and tucked himself in.
And that signified the end of Lee's party.
It was 3am and everyone was sound asleep except for Tenten. Despite the long and eventful day, she had a tough time sleeping.
Tired brown eyes stared at the balloon-filled ceiling, counting them one by one as if they were sheep. "You're not sleeping." Tenten turned her head in direction to the voice which was beside her.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" she asked him.
"You woke me."
"Was it my tossing and turning?"
"Hn."
Tenten gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry."
"You should sleep." White eyes watched her stir and turn to face him.
"I don't think I can." She played with a loose thread on her pillow. "I know from experience to not sleep when Gaara makes a threat."
"He's the most exhausted among us." She saw his face break into a smirk. "Listen…"
Tenten listened to the surroundings and heard Gaara's heavy breathing. "You're right," she told him, smiling.
"I'm always right." She stifled back a laugh. "What?" he demanded voice in a hushed tone.
"That's your ego talking."
"Hn."
"So…" Tenten fidgeted with the string yet again. "You missed me?" she murmured, referring to his the truth question that Gaara had asked him. Quietness ensued and she knew that Neji hardly talked about feelings. "You're an independent person," she whispered in the darkness. "Free…" she tugged the blanket closer to her body. "I thought leaving would be ok."
Neji's hand reached over to fiddle with the string at her pillow. The closest he could ever go before actually touching her. "We had a routine and you..."
"I broke it," she helped finish off.
"You broke it," his masculine voice repeated.
She touched his hand gingerly before breaking off the skin contact and shifted her body so that, now, she faced the ceiling. "We see each other every day now," She replied, the corners of her mouth upturned. "Well more as employer and employee than best friends."
He felt the warmth of her touch linger on his hand.
"You abuse your power you know that," she retorted.
"You had it coming," he retorted back, amused.
"You shouldn't mix business with pleasure, Neji." She rolled her eyes.
"My business is my pleasure."
She stifled a laugh at his attempt of a joke. "That was a really lame joke. You should take some pointers from Naruto or Kiba," she verbalised quietly.
"Go to sleep, Tenten," he managed to say as he saw her cover her mouth with her hand.
"Cat got your tongue, Hyuuga." She grinned as she knew Neji did not have a come back to her teasing of his joke.
"I'm sleeping," he said finally, turning his back towards her.
Tenten giggled. "Night night." She closed her eyes to get some shut eye and was out in a few seconds.
In the darkness, a certain raven-haired male stirred in his sleep.
TBC…
A/N
Sorry for the late update. I know I promised this last week.
This chapter is the longer than the usual long chapters I do. But I have a reason. I'm going on a trip to Europe for 11 days and will only be able to update after that. I have one more hour till I got to go to the airport. So please pardon my grammar and mistakes.
I look forward to reading my reviews after I come back. So excited.
Naash
Ps: so how was this chapter? Good? Bad? Which scenes are your faves? Mine is the Gaara, Lee and Toshiro scene.