A/N: I had written this a few days ago but I was too lazy to update. I figure I'll make at least 10 of these, but I'm not sure. We'll see. Don't Own, and if I could oh I would.
Icha Icha Curiosity: A Kidnapping of Doom
It was true that he was a curious boy. Yes curious was the right word. It was also true that he was loud, hyper-active, mischievous, quick tempered, impatient, strong-willed and to say the least a little dim-witted. All these very much true. His personality was complex and yet so simple it was confusing. And although he was all those things, he was also quite compassionate and loyal. He understood loneliness better than anyone, at least his loneliness. He knew of another who understood it as well as he, but for very different reasons.
Now although he was a multi-listed boy in terms of personality, he displayed each one at a time and very strongly. Currently he was feeling mischievous, with an itch to pull a much needed prank, a long overdue prank.
Chuckling to himself Naruto watched as his sensei stepped out of the bookstore. There were only two times, just two when Kakashi's guard was down. This much Naruto had learned, and although he knew of the only two times, they were very, no extremely rare. That wasn't going to stop him though.
Kakashi had stopped when he caught sight of the neatly displayed window, his left hand twitching, as he tried to contain his one joy when he spotted the newly added sign. There was a sale, a big one, a really big one. Unable to contain himself he rushed to the window, feeling up on the glass as his eyes were swarmed with the various titles, his favorite series talking up most of his peripheral view.
Again the brightly clad boy chuckled, jumping from foot to foot in anticipation as he watched the white haired jounin. Just a little more and he could go. "Three, two, one!" Zipping out of his hiding spot Naruto ran past Kakashi as fast as his legs allowed him to, of which his teacher only sensed as a strong gush of wind. Grinning happily to himself, he straightened up regaining his composure. There was no point in shopping now; he had most of those which were on reduced price. First and foremost he had to finish his latest acquirement before he could indulge himself in any future purchases. Pulling out the tiny book he laughed excitedly, remembering the last chapter he had read. To say the least things were getting good, oh yes very good indeed. Opening the binded pages of perversion his hand stopped as his one eye scanned the contents unhappily. His worst nightmare had come true. His precious item…had been kidnapped.
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Jumping past the main buildings Naruto headed towards the nearest training area, laughing boisterously at his succeeded attempts, his tanned hands clutching unto the dirty little book. Landing on the soft grass, he trotted towards the nearest tree, and plopped down. His grin couldn't be held back as he praised himself for his genius mind. Looking down at the orange cover his grin did manage to dwindle as another of his characteristics surfaced. Curiosity.
He swallowed hard as the new thought intruded into his mind. Just what was inside this book that his sensei enjoyed so much? He knew overall it was perverted, but just how perverted were its contents and why were they so enjoyable? Again he gulped as he reached for the cover with a shaking hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Aah!" Naruto yelped surprised throwing the book upwards. Catching the flying object, Sasuke looked it over, his eye twitching when he realized what he was holding. "Sasuke-teme, what are you doing here?" If there was ever a time Naruto didn't want to see the Uchiha prodigy it was now.
"What does it look like?"
"Huh?"
"It's a training area, dobe."
"R-right." Sasuke's dark brow rose, the questionable book still in his hand. They stared long and hard at each other, neither wanting to go and mention the obvious. Embarrassing it was and neither wanted to step into that realm. Though in technicality they were "friends" there were certain things they didn't do, intruding in each others lives being the main one. What each did behind closed doors or under trees in this case, was their deal. Oh how Sasuke wished it had stayed that way. He wasn't sure he'd be able to look at the blonde anymore without getting creeped out.
"Eto, teme." Sasuke remained silent. "About that book."
"Hn."
"You see…" His voice trailed as he caught sight of Sasuke's changed expression. "No, it's not that!" He screeched knowing very well what was going through the Uchiha's mind. "I was playing a prank on Kakashi-sensei, that's it." Again he said nothing to the blonde, whose cerulean eyes looked up at him wider than any wheel he had seen, as he stared down at him. Naruto could feel sweat pouring down his neck. He really should have stayed in bed today. He really, really should have stayed in bed. "Eto…"
"I don't want to know." Naruto scratched the back of his neck, the sweat sticking to his calloused fingers as he laughed nervously. "I got a little curious as to why he's always reading them."
"I didn't want to know, nor do I care." Naruto frowned, growing more annoyed now.
"You've never been curious?"
"No."
"Not even a little?"
"No." They stared at each other, eyes narrowed slightly as if to test their stubborn wills. Neither going to back down, more so for the significance of the matter.
"Uso!" Sasuke's hand twitched, growing more and more uncomfortable with the carrying conversation. If there was ever a time he wished he had stayed home it was now. He wasn't even quite sure why he had walked over in the first place. He was fine training on his own, minding his business. Then the idiot had to show up looking idiotically overjoyed. Perhaps it was when he noticed the various emotions that had crossed the blonde's face was when he grew curious. He went from ecstatic to somber back to ecstatic and then it was the last one that hooked him in. The way he stared at whatever he held. It bothered the Uchiha because it made him curious.
Naruto's eyes gleamed with victory as he displayed his toothy smile. "I knew it."
"Urusai." Naruto chuckled, enjoying the sudden shift in awkwardness.
"You're still holding it." He pointed out, as to which Sasuke quickly dropped the said book to the ground not wanting to associate with it any longer. Oh how the future hokage was enjoying this. He was relishing in it with almighty glory.
Sasuke's eyes trailed down to the Naruto and then to the matching colored book. Naruto's smile faded away as his eyes did the same. There before them was the renowned book with all its naughty grandeur. All their questions would be answered if they'd.Just.Open.It.
Both gulped nervously, glancing quickly at each other and then back down.
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Looking around Sakura sighed; she had been told she'd find Sasuke around here. She was hoping to get some alone time with him. She giggled at the thought, her cheeks beginning to take on the same color as her rather noticeable hair. Clutching the small lunch box tighter, she felt her heart beat a little faster at the thought of sharing lunch with the stoic boy.
Quickening her pace Sakura came upon the training area, already able to see Sasuke crouched under a tree. Her happy moment was instantly ruined by the thing crouched beside him. Naruto. She growled in her head. She just couldn't win.
Walking towards them she instantly realized something was odd. They were sitting next to each other, calmly, reading. I wonder what they're… She never finished the thought as she stopped a few feet before them. Dropping the lunch which had taken her all morning to prepare, she stared open mouthed, wide eyed at the two, looking much like a dying fish suddenly filled with sour air.
Hearing the crash of the now ruined bento both charcoal and azure eyes rose from the word filled pages to their shocked teammate. Three very flushed faces stared at each other.
One girl's perfect dream shattered, two boy's reputations destroyed.
Too caught in their current dilemma the all too familiar 'poof' was missed as a fourth party joined in, squatting behind the mischievous ninja that had started it all. "Found you."
"Ah!" Naruto cried as he craned his neck behind him, his gaze syncing with his sensei's. A smile crept up beneath the mask. It was the last thing the boy remembered before he went flying.
"A Thousand Years of Pain!"
