Byakuya
Chapter 2
"Oi, dobe! Wake up." Sasuke shook Naruto, who was sleeping soundly. Naruto scrunched his nose in a way Sasuke though was simply adorable before yawning loudly. Naruto stared at Sasuke from under his half-closed eyelids tiredly. Sasuke crossed his arms and glared at the blonde before hauling the blond on his feet.
"Wha-!" Naruto had time to yell out before he was dragged somewhere again. Sasuke, feeling impatient with Naruto, who hadn't gotten his senses back yet, picked up the blonde in bridal style. Naruto blushed a brilliant red before squealing. Sasuke froze, and then turned his attention to Naruto, his eyebrows not quite knowing what to do, shaking slightly.
"Did—Did you just squeal?" Sasuke hissed. Naruto tried to glare, but was too tired to summon power to move his eyebrows.
"Of course not." Naruto sniffed before burying his flushed face into Sasuke's neck, too tired to even express his outrage that Sasuke was carrying him like a girl. Sasuke froze at the contact, before continuing to the bathroom he was heading for.
"You think you can take a bath without help?" Sasuke asked seeing Naruto barely hover on his feet. Naruto rubbed his eyelids.
"I don't want to… Can't I just sleep first?" Naruto whined.
"There is no way you're getting one of my beds dirty." Sasuke claimed. Naruto froze.
"I'm at your place?" He asked. Sasuke looked at Naruto before sighting.
"Yes. Hokage's orders. Now take your shower or bath or whatever so we can get to sleep." Sasuke said before turning and closing the bathroom door behind him. Naruto let out a voice that sounded suspiciously like a snort.
Naruto looked into the bathroom mirror and flinched. No wonder Sasuke didn't want him sleeping like this. His face was smeared with blood, his hair pulled down by dried mud and dirt. Naruto started to pull his top off only to groan in pain seconds after. His muscles felt like they were about to drop off. Naruto threw off the black top, or what was left of it anyhow, to the corner of the bathroom. He then stepped out of his boxers and pants before stepping under the shower.
Naruto groaned in pleasure as the warm water cleansed his blood covered body, and cleared his head a bit. His thoughts started to get more coherent now, so he frowned. He didn't know what to make of Sasuke's behavior. He hadn't acted like he actually cared, but he hadn't exactly acted like he did before either.
Wonder what happened to him?
Naruto scrubbed his hair with shampoo three times before he got all the filth loose, and by the time he was done, he was yawning as the need for sleep came back to him. Naruto turned off the shower and went through the cupboards in search for a towel. He found one big fluffy one, and dried himself off as fast as he could, using a bit more time on his hair which was starting to get too long again.
He also, to his relief, spotted a pair of customary dark blue chuunin pants and a black t-shirt. Deciding Sasuke was just going to have to deal with him borrowing his clothes; he pulled on the clothes and laid the towel over his shoulders, trying to shake the last remains of water out of his ears.
"Sasuke?" Naruto asked once he was standing in the hallway, not knowing which one of the doors he should enter.
"Hn." Naruto heard Sasuke distractedly answer from the door on his right. He knocked on the door before opening it, and to his surprise and amusement he found Sasuke reading a scroll on his desk. On his nose were perched small and efficient silver glasses.
"What?" Sasuke asked scrunching his nose at the weird expression Naruto had on his face. Naruto laughed softly, and Sasuke was surprised it wasn't one of his insulting laughs, but instead an amazed one. Naruto walked to the desk, and leaned his shoulders on the edge of it, opposite Sasuke, so that their noses were almost touching. Naruto then reached out to take the glasses off Sasuke's nose.
Sasuke's eyes widened slightly as he discovered what had Naruto amazed. Naruto put on the classes, and checked how he looked from the window, which showed his reflection because it was completely dark outside.
"Humph. Never thought you could actually look intelligent dobe," Sasuke said his voice slightly amused. Well, for Sasuke anyway. To anyone who didn't know him, the voice probably sounded slightly dismissive. "Now, can I have my classes back?" Sasuke continued, causing Naruto to blush.
"Sure." Naruto answered slightly out of it, before returning the glasses on Sasuke nose. Naruto smiled then, when their noses were almost touching.
"You look much better in them anyway." Naruto smirked, before turning to run his fingers along all the books Sasuke had on his bookshelf, missing the slight coloring of Sasuke's cheeks.
"Your room is the opposite of this one. There are pair of pajamas you can borrow. Good night" Sasuke said, putting some emphasis on the fact that he wanted Naruto to leave. Naruto smiled sadly at the cold voice, too exhausted to come with some loud come-back.
"Right. See you in the morning then." Naruto finally said, after a moment of staring blankly ahead. Sasuke nodded, before turning back to his scroll, ignoring Naruto completely. Naruto slipped out of the room deep in thought, and fell asleep as soon as he had allowed himself to fall into the double bed on his face.
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"Jiriya, if you don't stop staring at my breasts right now, there will be severe consequences." Tsunade said, trying to control her anger. It just wouldn't do to hit the man unconscious, as she needed to talk to him.
"Humph. Who would want to stare at an old lady like yourself with a flat chest like that?" Jiriya snorted, keeping his other eye on Tsunade incase she decided to hit him. Tsunade massaged her temples.
"Jiriya. Be serious. I need you to tell me about Naruto." Tsunade demanded seriously. Jiriya sobered immediately.
"What do you need to know?" Jiriya asked.
"Nothing about the mission itself, or the scroll; I'm more interested in what you have taught him these last three years, and why you two years ago started requesting infiltration missions."
"Well, you know the boy. He was loud, and stealth definitely wasn't one of his strong sides. So I trained him on it. It was learn or die."
"But I don't understand, in several of the mission reports the subject was reached by a strip-dancer, before assassinated—"Tsunade's voice trailed off as a horrible thought struck her. Her face flushed in rage and her eyes darkened beyond serious.
"—you didn't! Jiriya, if you did what you think I did, there will be hell to pay! He was supposed to have his innocence intact! That's pretty much all he had! If you say you put him on an infiltration mission where he had to sleep with—"Tsunade started to ramble, her nostrils widening in rage, her grip on her desk so hard it cracked. Jiriya cut her off.
"He didn't lose his virginity like that. When we left from here, he was thirteen. When he was fourteen, we met up with Gaara in one of the lesser villages of grass. They talked, I don't know about what, but it made Naruto decide to leave with him."
"What! You allowed his to leave with the Shukaku's host?"
"Yes."
"Why on earth would you do something so stupid?"
"He gave his word as the future Kazekage."
"..A future kazekage…? What is it with all these demon host's suddenly having dreams about being kage's?" Tsunade sighted.
"Apparently he was inspired by Naruto. But anyway, they were only on their own for like, seven months, or something like that. Naruto accompanied Gaara on some mission. The mission is classified, but it was a seduction mission for Gaara to do. Don't know what happened, but somehow Naruto had to do it to save some important scroll for the sand village. Suna owns Naruto a personal favor now."
"Naruto did a seduction mission?" Tsunade asked surprised. That was about the last thing she had expected.
"Yes. Apparently Naruto had to...well, I think you can imagine. Gaara took his virginity though, before it, or so I understood. It wasn't easy on Naruto though. He is by nature a little shy, so he barely got out alive… And after he came to me again, he asked me to train him." Jiriya explained, looking older than ever, pulling out a long pipe from the folds of his kimono, not alike the one the Sandaime sometimes smoked.
Tsunade frowned. "I'm not following."
"He said he talked to Gaara after the mission. And he discovered that there was a mission class called S-A. A class with more missions than we can fulfill, with high pay and low surviving rate, missions that we had almost no ninja to do. Most of the time infiltration missions in securing important village for the village.
And then he looked me in the eye, and said in the most serious I've ever seen him;
'Jiriya-sensei. Teach me to protect my village. To gain the information my village needs.'" Jiriya said, taking a long drag from his pipe, eyes filled with sadness.
Tsunade's eyes filled with pity, her hand raising her hand to her mouth, her eyes watering. "Oh gods oh gods oh gods… not Naruto… anyone but Naruto…" She wailed, her voice down, a tear falling from the corner of her eye. Jiriya looked straight into her eyes.
"I know. It broke my heart too. But you know what it's been like. We haven't had a decent ninja to do these missions since Kakashi. A war is nearing, and information's more valuable than ever. I would've said no, Tsunade, I really would have, if not… if not for the look in his eyes. You know he's ready to sacrifice anything for the village. I'm sorry." Jiriya said, turning to look at the Yondaime's painting on the other side of the office.
Tsunade had to force her hands from shaking. She pushed herself up from her desk before walking to stand before one of the windows with the greatest view over Konoha.
"So am I. He's always been loyal to the village, no matter what others said. No matter what the council said. He's done so much for this village…Sacrificed so much for this village, and he doesn't even get the recognition for it. And I don't really want to know. But I need to. So tell me about his training…" Tsunade said her voice dying at the end, sitting back behind her desk. Jiriya nodded.
"Fuketsu koodori;" Jiriya said, his voice grave. "That's what I taught him. Fuketsu koodori. That's what I taught to Yondaime's son." Jiriya buried his eyes behind his hand, not able to look at Tsunade anymore. Tsunade sighted, defeated.
"I was afraid of that, frankly." She said finally. They shared a look and Jiriya knew that his fears were unfounded. She always cared for Naruto, even though she shouldn't have, because of her statue as Hokage. But she cared for Naruto, and she would never forgive him, but she understood why he had done what he had.
"I'm afraid this is going to break him." Tsunade admitted.
"Maybe. But we'll just have to wait and see." Jiriya said, standing from his chair and climbing of the window ledge. He turned back to say one thing before jumping out for some 'research'.
"But you know; he's good at it. Really good. He's better than Kakashi, and he got some real talent in it. Look, I know you don't like this, neither do I. But he is competent. And if the situation arose…you should not hesitate to take advantage of that competence. It is your responsibility as the Gondaime."
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A/N: Oh, I'm really in heaven right now… Not only did I get more than the three reviews I asked for, they were good reviews too! So, here's the awaited (or, so I hope) fourth chapter. Here you get the first hint of "Fuketsu Koodori"… A style created by my dirty mind. I loved creating it! I've read tons of fics with "Kitsune hellfire" and attacks with same sort of names… So I loved creating something else.
Please review!
Oh, and I tried looking the story more carefully this time. If there's like some fault here that really disrupts the flow of the story, please let me know.
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