WE'RE ALL JUST ANIMALS — CHAPTER TWO
Pairing: SasuNaruSasu
Rating: For this chapter, Teen. Overall, Mature.
Warnings: Er… It's pretty dern safe… maybe language… yeah, language. :x
Disclaimer: Yes, I just magically sprouted a penis, and have somehow become Masashi Kishimoto. Nope. Everything is his.
Thanks To: JaRyse and Pay Backs a Bitch. To JaRyse: I still love you! XD To PBaB: you want, you got it! :D
Foreword Authoress Notes: Writer's block should rot in hell. Seriously. I'm sorry this took two days to update, but I went to my grandmother's yesterday, and when I tried to bring the laptop, I got bitched at. So I had half a page, and just finished the rest today (eight pages!). So blame the Madre and Papa for the slow update, not their cute, innocent, buttsmex-lovin' daughter. 'Kay-'kay? Good. (: Everything is also unbeta'd in these chapters, so please don't point out any minor flaws, I do re-read my fics and fix them later. But if I abused the English language, go ahead and point and scream and all that good stuff.
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Fuck, was the only thought Naruto's mind could register, as Sakura's—the most likely candidate, since Ino normally had a more civilized stature—squeal registered another octave higher, if that was even possible. If this continued, it might just go out of the human hearing range altogether.
As if in a daze, all Naruto could do was turn his head and look over his shoulder through the frosted glass door. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly rotated his head back and looked at Tsunade with bulging eyes.
Tsunade sighed and rubbed her temple, trying to drive the ensuing headache away. "I probably shouldn't delay the greeting anymore than I have," she sighed to herself, rising and walking past a shell-shocked blond. When she reached the door and placed a manicured hand on the brass knob, she turned and addressed him. "Are you coming, Naruto?"
"B-but… how… h-… could…" he muttered stupidly, the dazed look never leaving his face. He was currently in his own stupor, hundreds of thoughts running past his mind at once. Was it humanly possible to go that high? And he just knew what Sakura would remind him of, like she did for every testosterone carrying intern that came to apply. The same boring speech about how he shouldn't steal what's-his-face from her because she was blah, blah, blah, and loved him so dearly. Gag him.
Necessarily, none of it was Naruto's fault. He was a friendly, sometimes obnoxious, person by nature, so it was commonplace to have people drawn to him. It just so happened it was a majority of guys… okay, all guys, not including Sakura or Ino. Secondly, Naruto was gay, which means he just so happened to be interested in the male sex. And, besides, it's not like the men thought they were all his long lost soul mates, right?
Wrong.
On certain times of the year, like his birthday or Christmas, Naruto's "fanclub" left him numerous amounts of presents, and it annoyed the hell out him. (1) Where the hell would he put all of the cards, sweets, and stuffed animals? Ultimately, he and Chouji would gorge themselves on the unhealthy snacks until they were completely gone, or they were too close to puking and just pitched the rest. The cards were just shredded as they were and used as bedding for the smaller animals, like rabbits and gerbils. And the stuffed animals… well, let's just say a certain corner of the attic was getting filled up surprisingly fast.
The weirdest thing, though, was how many of the men that lusted after Naruto were straight before they laid on eyes on him, and then after seeing Naruto: POOF! They were gay, or at least bisexual and bordering. It's like Naruto was the "Gay Jesus", and instead of converting people to Christianity, he converted them to homosexuality. (2)
Anyway, Naruto was nearly dying to see what this guy looked like, if his looks alone could make Sakura squeal that far past her normal pitch. He had better be a god-damn sex god if Naruto was going to steal him away from Sakura… Oh, has he mentioned how he never listens to what Sakura says, even when violence is threatened upon him? Yeah, that too.
Hmm, Naruto pondered, blatantly ignoring Tsunade's look of impatience. I wonder if he's an heir or something… Wait! What if he is celebrity? Maybe I could get an autograph and sell it on EBay or something…
Tsunade was bordering on impatient when Naruto's eyes began film over, since she wanted to get out there and pry the poor man away from Sakura. But when he started to rub his chin and look at the floor in a way that suggested he was scheming—probably something revolving around EBay, too—a plan that was destined to fail—maybe 'destined' wasn't the right word… 'doomed' seemed to fit much more nicely—caused the last standing nerve in Tsunade's brain to burst.
"NARUTO!" She shouted, her body shaking in pent-up anger, causing the door to shake as well. No doubt the people in the main area were wondering what the hell was going on, but she really didn't care. "Get over here so we can leave! NOW! This instant! Move it, move it, move it!" She found it oddly satisfying to find Naruto running to her like there was an angry bull chasing him. Sometimes she felt sorry about being so abrupt with him…
Who was she kidding? She enjoyed every second of it.
"Mah, Tsunade-baba, what the hell did you have to screech for?" Naruto pouted, sulking next to her and glaring defiantly.
"Because you are a moron who needs to be yelled at constantly for his own good and everyone else's sanity." Was the quick reply.
Naruto gaped. Did she seriously just say that? What a… what a bitch! The next time Tsunade was gone he was totally bringing Akina here and…
"Naruto. Naruto! Stop leaving this planet!" Tsunade was on the verge of insanity, so she gave Naruto a quick bonk over his head to calm herself. Naruto was about to complain again, when her cold stare met his. Naruto gulped. Point taken.
"Now, when we exit this door, you are going to act in a civil manner and try not to do anything… irrational. Do you understand me, Naruto?" The older woman had a strict tone to her voice, so he just nodded mutely, picked himself off the floor (where he had landed when Tsunade hit him), and stood next to her.
"Good." She nearly purred. Purred! This woman was messed up! "Shall we go then?"
Naruto didn't get a chance to respond, seeing as how Tsunade grabbed his wrist tightly, almost painfully, opened the door, and nearly dragged him out of it to face whatever Hell was waiting.
.oooooooo.
All thought process stopped as he tried to gain his footing on the white linoleum. And when he righted himself he thought his breathing had stopped altogether. How was something that beautiful even possible? Standing before him was the sexiest man, ever. So there actually was a thing called a sex god…
The man, who Naruto presumed to be Sasuke—he really, really hoped it was—had been sitting when Naruto was roughly pulled out into the open, but when he and Tsunade appeared, Iruka (who had been sitting with Sasuke), rose and the younger man followed.
If Sasuke was good looking while sitting, he was down right irresistible when he stood. Naruto could feel his mouth watering, and mentally reminded himself to try and keep his mouth shut, unless he wanted drool to splash onto the floor… It was really, really hard to not do that. Drool, he means.
When he rose to his full height, Naruto could get a better look at what he was wearing: a black, almost skin-tight shirt; deep tan cargo shorts that seemed to hang loosely on his frame, accompanied with a bullet belt; he had basic black shoes. And his accessories. Holy shit, he had so many. Naruto could count 5 necklaces—at least—and he had multiple bracelets on his small forearms. This guy studies business? Shouldn't he be in a band?
But that's not what kept Naruto staring. His face… wow. Even if it portrayed no emotion, and his coal black eyes looked sinister, it was beautiful. No wonder Sakura squealed like a banshee. (3) Oh. Speaking of Sakura, where was she…? As Naruto scanned the wide area and couldn't find her, he just gave up and continued staring at the man in front of him.
…And found her. She was attached to Sasuke's arm like a Siamese twin, or a very bright pink tumor. And he wasn't even doing anything about it! Naruto felt his breath hitch and a barely noticeable pang in the general area of his heart. Why was he acting like that? Sakura deserved a good man, after all the fuck-ups she had dated.
"Tsunade-sama, I am sorry for the delay in getting to the shelter, there was more traffic than I had anticipated." Iruka apologized, bowing deeply in front of the woman who ran the facility.
"Mah, Iruka, you don't need to bow," she admonished, dropping Naruto's wrist—wait, she had still been holding it?—and then continued, "I am just glad you and Sasuke-kun arrived here at the shelter safely."
Was it Naruto, or did it look like Sasuke's face twitched? Maybe it was the lighting…
"We were about to go into your office, but Sakura here,"—he gestured in the direction of Sasuke and Sakura—"stopped us and told me you currently had a visitor." He laughed, "If I had known it was Naruto-kun, maybe then we could have sped up the process of his… inauguration, I guess you could say." He laughed again, and then scratched the light scar on his nose. Naruto didn't know for sure, but he had heard that the scar was from a dog attack when Iruka was a young child.
Thanks Iruka-sensei, make it sound like I'm a hindrance. I love you too, came his bitter thought. If you couldn't tell, he was still pissed with Clingy McClinger, the one practically draping herself over the raven haired man, and he hadn't even been here for ten minutes… Or had he? Hmmm…
"Ah!" Tsunade exclaimed from next to Naruto, causing him to jump a little bit. "Sasuke-kun, I presume you have already met my receptionist, Haruno Sakura"—here Sakura giggled and clutched Sasuke's arm tighter; Naruto ground his teeth—"and Iruka-sensei." Iruka nodded his head toward the silent man. He did not return the gesture. Instead he seemed to be preoccupied with something beyond Naruto, and through one of the large front windows. Naruto cast a quick glance behind him, but found nothing except inert cars. Could that mean… he was…?
Naruto nearly flew out of his skin when the large hand crashed down on his shoulder. Wide-eyed, he turned to look at the busty woman who had put it there. "If I do recall correctly, you have yet to be properly introduced to one of my other interns: Naruto," Tsunade commented nonchalantly, jostling his shoulder a little playfully. She gave him a reassuring look. Now or never, it seemed to say.
Swallowing his drool, kept so long in reserve, and taking a deep breath, he stepped out from underneath Tsunade's comforting hand and walked the few steps between the two men to face Sasuke. He raised his hand, hoping it wasn't shaking, and stuttered, "U-Uzumaki Narut-to." Fuck! Why did I stutter? Now he's going to think I'm some sort of pansy! And then he'll go out with Sakura! Nooo! Naruto could see it now, the cold stoic face of Sasuke's and Sakura's bubbly one, walking by a lake, and a child in between them… beaming up happily…
Naruto was pulled out of his horror movie-like reverie by the feeling of something icy and smooth sliding to fit into his still outstretched hand. Naruto looked up into the deepest pits of black he had ever seen, and heard his heart skip a beat. And when Sasuke started to shake his hand and that smirk—the smirk that only a sex god could have—was directed at him, little mortal Naruto, he honestly believed he died and gone… somewhere. Sex God Heaven?
"Uchiha Sasuke," was the husky reply that came from porcelain-like lips. Dear Kami! His voice! Naruto could have melted into a puddle right then and there and cared none the less.
He was silently disappointed when he felt Sasuke firm grip lessening, a sign that Naruto should let go. He did, but he was very reluctant—in his mind—to do so. In reality, it almost looked like Naruto couldn't have been happier that the black-haired man had let go of his tan hand. Maybe he should wipe it on his jeans for emphasis? No, that would overdo it too much…
"All right, all right," Tsunade's voice boomed as she maneuvered in between Sasuke, with Sakura attached—still!—and Naruto, who was currently glancing from Sasuke to his hand, and back again. He was trying to do it as subtle as possible, but… well… this is Naruto we're talking about. Nothing is ever subtle with him.
"Sakura-chan!" She said in a raised tone. Sakura eyes widen in terror as she made an 'eep!' sound, and she unhooked herself from Sasuke's puny arm. "Get back to work! Now! Go, go, go!" Her hand raised and pointing at the reception-slash-help desk was a formidable sight, and Sakura instantly hustled her pink-locked self behind the creamy marble top. She immediately started typing away at the computer's keyboard, filling in reports and orders.
Tsunade chuckled to herself as she turned back to Iruka and continued, "Iruka, you can do what you would normally be doing around this time. I thank you for your time." He bowed, though noticeably not as deep, and started walking off, before he paused and came back.
"Naruto-kun, I forgot to ask you, did Akina-chan's bath and check over go well? There was nothing abnormal either Kakashi-sensei or I need to look over her for, is there?"
Naruto, surprised by his presence—he had been staring at the floor, poor boy—jumped when he heard his name called, but relaxed when the questions were directed at his beloved Akina-chan. "No, Iruka-sensei, there was nothing abnormal. I did find a tick though." At his tutor's face, Naruto waved his hands and went on quickly, "No! No, everything is fine, I removed it like you told me to, and she's fine. Right now she's upstairs with Chouji." Speaking of Akina made Naruto a little uneasy, and he wondered what she was doing. He really wished he could hurry up this godforsaken tour and return to her.
"Ah, that's good, Naruto. You'll make a fine veterinarian one day." Iruka smiled, waved, and then was gone; probably to the clinical rooms in the back. Naruto inwardly sighed, and a worried look crossed his face. Is Akina-chan okay? She gets a little antsy when I'm gone for too long…
Tsunade caught his glance out of the corner of her eye as she watched Iruka leave, and smiled to herself. "So, since all of that is settled. Shall we commence the beginning of the tour?" She turned to Sasuke, who had been watching the whole thing like it happened every day, blinked at her with a bored expression. She sighed.
"You didn't tell me you were going with us, Tsunade-baba!"
"I'm not, Naruto. You are to take Sasuke around the facility by yourself." A short, muffled, shout of "WHAAAT?!" came from behind the reception desk, but Tsunade ignored that.
"But why not, Tsunade-baba?" Naruto was sulking again. Oh, dear.
"Because, Naruto," she started firmly, "I have work to finish, I've spent too much time here as it is. I have an animal shelter to run, you know." Naruto whimpered beside her, and she glanced at Sasuke from under her eyelids. A small smile splayed on her lips.
"Besides, Naruto, you have big ol' Sasuke to protect you from all of those mean doggies," she cooed in her best 'cutesy-wootsy' voice. And, low and behold, Uzumaki Naruto turned crimson—not red—crimson. Loud coughing could be heard from behind the marble countertop. Sasuke, well… he just stood there.
"Well then boys, I'll leave it to you," she winked at Naruto as she finished. "Try not to get into too much trouble."
Naruto understood what she was implying… He was going to kill her for it, too.
And then she left, just like that. Gone. Poof! Wammo! He was left with the ice-like man, and murderous woman behind a desk looking at him. Might as well get it over with, right? Naruto just hoped he didn't stutter. But you know how things go for him.
"Um… uh, I g-guess I'll s-sh-ow you the ba-basement f-first."
Damn it.
When Sasuke replied with a soft, "…Hn," Naruto started to walk towards the entrance to the back portions only employees could enter. He knew what Sakura was thinking, about him and showing Sasuke the basement first. The basement was the darkest, and the least entered, so she probably thought he was going to attack him and do the "naughty-naughty". Sadly, Naruto was still a virgin, and although he would love to do that, he believed in a strong relationship before anything intimate.
He ignored the death glare she was shooting him as he opened the metal door, and held it open for Sasuke. When he was through, he took a left and continued down the corridor, concentrating intently on the floor. He knew Sasuke would follow. Occasionally, though, he would sneak peeks at the pale, raven haired man. Kami, he even walks sexy… with his hands in his pockets; the look of boredom down perfectly; and his hair… could anything be more this-took-forever-to-do-but-looks-like-it-didn't? No, probably not.
All too soon, they reached the plain metal door leading to the damp basement. Still thinking about Sakura, an idea came to mind. He didn't have to show him the whole basement; he could just show part of it to him. Maybe that would calm his friend's nerves a bit. Yeah, that was a good plan!
Pushing on the metal bar with a new confidence, and shivering slightly when the cold metal touched his hands, Naruto shoved open the door. A small gust of moldy-smelling air wafted through the opening. "This would be our basement. W-We normally just keep things l-like Christmas and oth-other holiday de-decorations down here." The fucking stuttering! Argh!
Sasuke bent over—hands still in pockets—and peered through the opening and into the darkness that started about halfway down the stairs. There was a look that crossed his face, but the blond couldn't tell what it was from the angle he was positioned. And then: "We're not going down?"
Shiiiit.
Naruto's blush, which never really went away, deepened when Sasuke straightened up, and looked at him coldly. "Well… well, I-I don't really s-s-see the po-point. There's n-nothing down there, af-after all." If Naruto had a Blush Meter that ran from pink to the darkest red imaginable, it would be resting about halfway right now, and rising with every second.
"Ah. Yes, but, see… there's this thing Naruto-kun," —said blond's heart nearly stopped when he heard his name roll off Sasuke's tongue—"my guardian, as you may or may not know, wants me to know every corner of this facility. That is a simple request to make," here he paused and looked at Naruto before continuing, "and it's not that hard of a request to fulfill. Do you think you could do that for me… Naruto-kun?"
Was… was he flirting with him?!
Naruto was on the verge of a nosebleed, but he tried to control it. He could, if Sasuke didn't toy with him anymore. Naruto growled a little in his throat at this thought, but if Sasuke heard, he didn't show it. "Fine," came the sharp, biting answer. "But we have no flashlights, so let me go get some before we…"
"No." With that one word, Sasuke froze Naruto, who had been turning to get some flashlights, in his tracks. "Eh, nani?"
"I'll be fine," he stated dryly as he started to descend the halfway-lit stairs. Naruto was fast on his heels, but lost Sasuke to the darkness before he could catch up. As he rushed through the darkened portion of the stairs, and heard the door closing, immersing them in total darkness, a thought crossed his mind.
Sasuke had said 'I'll be fine' instead of 'We'll be fine'. Bastard, he growled to himself.
"Oi! Sasuke! Where the hell did you go!?" Naruto shouted into the darkness.
"I'm right here, you moron. Why the hell would you need to shout?" His voice came from beside Naruto.
"Eheheheh… I don't know. I just knew Tsunade would skin me alive if anything happened to you."
A short, 'hn' was all Naruto got as a reply.
As he heard Sasuke's footsteps begin to move forward, Naruto obediently followed the sound.
"Wait, Sasuke, you don't know where you're—"
"Ow… SHIT!"
"—going…"
"Well then, why don't you just lead the way." He hissed hotly.
"Fine, but you don't need to get all bitchy. We're in a pitch black basement; of course you're going to hit something." What the hell was Tsunade thinking, letting this prick be an intern? He probably eats puppies for breakfast, and uses kittens as baseballs. Naruto cringed at that last thought.
Naruto didn't get a reply to his comment. He just scooted around Sasuke; although he did have to grasp the raven's shoulder to push him out of the way a little bit. Naruto's heart nearly got stuck in his throat. Sasuke flinched at the unexpected touch, and Naruto quickly removed his hand.
For the next few minutes they dodged boxes and walked, tripped, and every other adjective you could think of through the maze of things in silence. Naruto found it almost peaceful, even if his thoughts were constantly about Akina, and how she was doing.
"…Naruto," came a husky voice in the darkness, dangerously close to his ear. He could feel the blush creeping up his neck and face.
"Y-yes, Sa-Sasuke?" Damn it! And he was so close to getting over his stuttering!
"It's cold." I guess that makes three blunt interns, Naruto deadpanned.
"What do you think I can do about that?" Naruto was glad he had gotten rid of stuttering as much. But he still stuttered, and it pissed him off to no end.
There was silence for a minute, and then there came the husky whisper into his ear:
"…Will you hold me?"
Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, FUCK! We're the only coherent thoughts running through his head.
"U-uh, maybe you s-should ha-have worn more—I mean, t-thicker—no, I m-mean, better cl-clothes." Naruto knew he sounded like an idiot, but he would do anything to get the mental images out of his head. Abruptly, he turned and said in the strongest voice he could muster, which was really no more than a whisper, "Maybe we should get out of here, right… S-Sasuke?"
"What's the rush?" Ohhh, Kami. Even though he couldn't see worth shit in the basement, he could just picture Sasuke's tall and lithe body. And then in his mind's eye, it was moving towards him, grabbing his waist and crashing their…
"NO!" Naruto shouted openly, not realizing until a few milliseconds later. Fuck.
"What are you so defiant about… Naruto-kun?" For the love of… did Sasuke just purr?! With his name on his lips?!
Naruto was close to tears now; he didn't like being antagonized by the raven. "Please… please, can we go? Please, Sasuke?"
After saying that, Naruto was mentally slapping his cerebellum for begging Sasuke—who Naruto was supposed to guide around, mind you—to leave. What the hell! He could have just charged past him and said, "We're leaving," or some random trash like that. But nooo, of course not, Naruto had to be the idiot he really was and ask the person who didn't know where jackshit was and beg him! Fucking beg! BEG! It seems you don't get the picture, here… BEG!! Is it clear now?
Before Naruto could further destroy his brain for its stupidity, there was a shuffle, a wayward sigh, and then sound of boxes being moved. A grunt followed, before more shuffling was heard. What the hell is he doing…?
"Come on," a certain man said, "let's go."
.oooooooo.
After many dead ends, blunt objects stubbing toes, and, for Sasuke, the giant Santa falling on him, they reached the bottom of the stairs.
How did they find it, you ask? Simple. Naruto face-planted them.
Yet, despite that, the two twenty-one-year-olds came out barely scathed… Except for Naruto, whose poor brain was trying to comprehend everything Sasuke had just done and said, all while trying to prevent a nosebleed doing so.
It was awkward and silent as Sasuke and Naruto walked down the same corridor they had come from, albeit in a different direction, and opened the heavier metal door leading to the main area. Might as well get it over as soon as possible, right?
His murder is what he meant. Naruto didn't know how long they had been in the damp, dark, and ultimately painful basement, but he was pretty sure anything past a minute would have activated Sakura's bitchy-fangirl-mode. And, guess what? He was right.
She was sitting behind the desk, like she spent every day, but when she heard their footsteps approaching, she conveniently swiveled her desk chair and scooted it across the vast expanse of space between the two sides and picked up papers in a mesh bin. Naruto could see through her façade. When Sasuke walked by, she acted surprised and smiled up at his passing figure. He didn't notice her. But when Naruto walked by… boy oh boy, she shot him the glare that blatantly said 'I will fucking rip you god-damn trachea out if you touched him,' and to boot, she mouthed, "We're talking after your done with your… tour." Even though she was silent, Naruto could hear the spite in her words.
"It's not what you think. Nothing happened." He mouthed back to her, but Sakura had returned to work.
Naruto sighed, and passed Sasuke as they neared the cats' and kittens' section. Cats weren't really his thing, mostly Shikamaru's, but he would do the best he could. Besides, he didn't have to introduce Sasuke to any of the multiple felines today. That time could come later.
If I get to live that long, he thought, his memory returning to Sakura and her anger. He shook it off, and stood beside Sasuke, who was currently eyeing a frisky Russian Blue kitten that was pawing one of those plastic toys with the bell inside, and frantically trying to hold it and gnaw on it, but the toy would escape his grasp and the cycle would continue and continue until he got bored.
But for now, he was still trying desperately. Naruto smiled. "He's cute, isn't he?" Maybe being around the animals could ease some of the tension between the two.
Sasuke didn't respond for a moment, and Naruto was afraid he wouldn't answer him at all, when he spoke one word:
"Hn."
The blond could have fallen over from the shock. And he almost did, but he was more preoccupied at reprimanding the raven-haired. "Dude, do you even speak English words?" He was slightly angered at the other man's lack of… social interaction, if you got his drift.
Sasuke was still watching the kitten and had not replied, when Naruto spoke again, "Oi. Sasuke, let's get going so I can finish the tour." And not get eaten alive afterwards, he said to himself. He quickly peeked over his shoulder at Sakura, who still looked as if she was diligently working. Naruto could tell the difference, though; she was constantly fiddling with her hair, a sign that she was uneasy.
Naruto heaved a large sigh. "Okay, Sasuke, as you can see we're back where you originally entered," he began, seeing if Sasuke would look his way. He didn't. Naruto sighed again. "As I was saying, you originally arrived here, in this area. Where we are right now is what we call the 'main area', and where we are standing is the cats' and kittens' section. To our right are the rooms for potential owners to meet with each cat or kitten they like."—Naruto pointed, and was smugly glad that Sasuke's gaze followed his finger—"There are currently no people or adopters there because it is Sunday, and we are closed on Sunday."—Was Naruto's voice going monotone? It was just so boring to repeat the same things over and over—"Behind us you will see a sort of… seating area. That is where visitors can wait for a room to be free, or browse one out of many magazines we have available."—His voice was definitely going monotone, wasn't it? Well, shit—"And everything else is pretty much the same."
Naruto turned to look at Sasuke, who was eyeing him warily. "…What?" Naruto asked innocently.
"Your voice was monotonous about halfway through until the end."
Naruto guffawed, and loudly at that. "Are you serious?! You're looking at me like that because my voice went… well, boring?!"
His laugh continued for a good few minutes, knowing he was drawing Sakura's attention, though he tried to look like he didn't notice. After he had finished, he looked at Sasuke's face and nearly burst out in giggles again. He just looked so stunned. Like he'd never seen anyone laugh.
And maybe he hadn't, seeing as how he was openly glaring at him and—Naruto would admit to it—the stupid man's glare scared him.
I bet Sakura is having the greatest moment of her life.
"W-What?" he asked, afraid of the answer.
Sasuke didn't reply, only stalked away, towards the dogs' and puppies section. "Wah! H-Hey! Wait up, you!" As much it pained him to look like an idiot in front of Sakura, only when they were around the corner, blocking her view of them, did Naruto trot ahead and stop Sasuke in his tracks. He still looked pissed… and formidable.
.oooooooo.
(1) — I find it funny how Naruto has the fanclub now, instead of Sasuke. Take that, you anti-social prick! XD
(2) — I don't mean to offend anybody with this, and if you are, I'm sorry… I still find it funny as hell, though.
(3) — Okay. So banshees don't squeal. It would be fun to see that though, right? …Right?
EDIT: (July 8th, 2008) Okay, so the time for Sasuke to be introduced to the animals is drawing near! (dun dun duuuun!) What I need you guys to do is provide me with some names for the animals in the shelter! Simple, really. Give me anything! The name of your cat, your mom's name, your best friend's name, you staker's name, your cat or dog that passed away six years ago's name. Anything! Just nothing... too cutesy. Like, I don't know, Fluffy or Cuddles. Actually, Cuddles is fine, since that's our nickname for my cat. But you get the point, right? :D
End Authoress Note: GAWD! I hate being tired! It sucks! It sucks, it suuckkks. D: Do you know how much I wanted to get all of what I wanted to get in?! Do you? Seriously?! I just can't STAY AWAKE, and when that happens, the story suffers. And besides, it's already at 5500+ words; I think that can tide you over. So, yeah, don't worry! Another will be coming tomorrow… or is it today? (Looks at clock). Okay, so that will another fanfic by AlyssDwyn on tomorrow bread… Would you like fries with that? lmao. Oh! I'm getting my hair done tomorrow, so wish me luck! ;D
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