運命的な家族 Unmeiteki na Kazoku
Chapter 3
"Sasuke-kuuun~!" Kiba drawled and shoved Naruto away from the table. His hips swayed dramatically from one side to the other. In his mind, he pictured all those times women had approached Sasuke. A tiny part wondered if he should have cracked out the lips gloss. But when he noticed the sheen of Sakura's lips, Kiba had to wonder what shade she was wearing; he wasn't sure if he could have chosen the right one to pull it off successfully. Perhaps he was getting a bit too much into character, but it felt damned good!
Naruto blinked at his friend's performance and had to hold back a laugh. He literally had to clasp his hands over his mouth. His legs pushed off the floor, scraping the legs of the chair to give Kiba more room to work. By the looks of it, Kiba was going to go all out in this performance and likely to occupy all the space in and around the Uchiha.
At the sweet way in which Kiba called his name, Sasuke scowled deeply and looked over to Naruto. He knew Kiba; not well, but he definitely knew the Inuzuka was in cahoots with the dobe. His dark eyes looked around the cafe, sizing up the other members of Naruto's band of idiots. He easily spotted the other two. They were in a similar state as Naruto, attempting feverishly to contain their mirth. "What do you want?" Sasuke seethed, pushing away from Kiba and a smidgen closer to Sakura. Instinct told him to run and as fast as his muscled legs could take him. However, as he looked between Sakura, Naruto, and Kiba, he decided there was no direct escape route. Damn...
Sakura's entire body had gone stiff and she was left to watch in absolute terror as Kiba's hips swayed a few more times before he finally reached his victim. "You, of course," Kiba answered affectionately, his voice honeyed and sugar-coated with goodness. "There's no one else I'd rather ravish." He licked his lips as seductively as he could while his hand found a spot on Sasuke's shoulder and glided up to his neck sensuously, lacing into the back strands of his hair.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Sasuke asked once again, fuming with impatience. Even so, with his background and knowledge of proper etiquette, he remained calm for the most part. His eyes narrowed into slits. "Get your hands off me before I hurt you."
"Oh, don't play hard to get!" Kiba replied with a light giggle, even stifling it with a dainty hand over his lips. The hand upon the nape of Sasuke's neck slithered south, gently massaging his muscles until Kiba reached the top of Sasuke's chair. In one swift motion, the chair was pushed back, positioning Sasuke in the perfect spot. Kiba smiled flirtatiously. Sasuke's jaws gritted and he took the opportunity to make his escape, but he barely made it off the chair before Kiba shoved him back down. "Don't run away from me," Kiba whined. His lips curled into an exaggerated pout. "You'll hurt my feelings, Sasuke-kun!"
The pink-haired girl's breaths were becoming short and uneven and it felt like deja-vu, like the kissing incident all over again. She was mortified. Kiba's hands were roaming all over her Sasuke relentlessly. "Naruto!" She leaned over and punched the blonde. "Stop him."
At the punch, Naruto failed in containing his laughter. "Uh." He heaved a deep breath of air. "I c-can't..." More chuckles erupted and he doubled over, falling to the floor where he rolled into his bag. He attempted to reach for it, but as he looked back up, he saw Kiba force his way onto Sasuke's lap, eliciting more laughter from his throat.
"You know how long I've been dying to do this?" Kiba questioned, batting his eyelashes as femininely as he could. He was certain it looked cute! He let out a high giggle when Sasuke attempted to push him off. "Oh! That tickles, Sasuke!" But then he leaned into the Uchiha's chest and snaked his arms around Sasuke's neck. "But it feels so right, don't you think sweetie pie?"
"Get off me!" Sasuke declared. He did whatever he could to push the brunette off. His large hands grappled onto Kiba's waist and pushed. It only proved to make the experience more traumatizing as Kiba's bum rubbed on his lap and the brunette giggled even more profusely. To his shock, Kiba was brave enough to grab hold of Sasuke's hands, pulling them out to loop around his waist.
"Hold me, Sasuke!" He declared with so much excitement and enthusiasm in his voice that it finally drew the full attention of the rest of the cafe's customers. "Ah!" he then squealed, "your arms are sooooo strong! My heart is just beating a mile a minute!" Sasuke's face turned to one of not just annoyance, but of disgust as well. He simply looked away from the crowd, hoping no one would recognize him. "Now I'm blushing!"Kiba exclaimed. "I'm so embarrassed... but I just can't help feeling this way around you."
He sighed dramatically while his gaze wandered up to the ceiling as if recalling a memory. "It took me a long time to realize, but Sasuke! I think I love you!" Out of the corner of his eyes, Kiba caught Sasuke's sandwich slide across the table. Although he was proud his performance was bringing so much amusement to his friends, he was a little glad Naruto had pulled himself together. Knowing Naruto needed more time though, Kiba continued. "It all started that day so long ago! It was when I saw you in the dojo's dressing room... in your state of glorious undress. I knew it was love at first sight because looking at you, I could see that all my needs would be satisfied."
Across the table, Sakura's left eye twitched intensely and she suddenly felt nauseous. Kiba's sickening display of adoration and perverseness topped even her boundaries of love and fangirling. Though it was especially horrifying because one party was Sasuke and the other was Kiba. The only person that should be acting that way to the famous Uchiha was Sakura, and Kiba had absolutely no place in that perfect picture. She reached over the table to grab Kiba's arm. In her anger and impaired state, she didn't notice as Sasuke's dinner left the table completely. In fact, no one else did either, Sakura's arm covering the deed.
Naruto snickered quietly under the table as he skilfully tamed his hands into obeying him. He carefully opened the red bottle and poured its contents into the sandwich he had snitched from the table. Concentrating on his work, he tried to ignore the happenings above him, but several loud exclamations from Kiba had him snickering, even without the full context. He peeked over the table and seeing both Sakura and Sasuke trying to pry the persistent Kiba off prompted another bout of laughter from the blonde. However, seeing that the coast was clear, he slid the plate back onto the table and abducted the cup on Sasuke's side of the table.
Again, he carefully emptied the contents of the other bottle, the clear one, into the drink. He gave himself a congratulatory pat on the back and returned the cup. He slowly stood up, trying not to attract any attention to himself and laughed at the next words out of Kiba's mouth.
"I want to have your babies!" the dog-lover declared loudly and dramatically, enticing laughs from all around. Sasuke had stopped struggling and sat in his seat imperturbably as Sakura kept trying desperately to scratch Kiba's arms off of Sasuke. She turned a pleading look in Naruto's direction when she heard his cackle. Kiba, who was either very good at hiding his pain or Sakura's gouges on his (thankfully cloth covered) arm really wasn't as painful as it looked, continued on to say, "I'm sure our kids will be beautiful dark-haired boys and girls, having your looks and my smarts."
At that, Sasuke lost his composure, flinching at the words. His mind worked against his instructions and was actually daring enough to manifest the image. It sent an icy chill through his body. The mere idea of flamboyant children skipping around and declaring their undying love to strangers, well, it terrified him. Just as he was about to get up and let Kiba fall to the floor, Naruto stepped in and pulled his friend off.
"I think," he paused to contain his, still very active, laughter, but then continued speaking, "I think it's time you, uh, got over Sasuke." Naruto grinned cheekily and both his hands found Kiba's shoulders, nudging the brunette away. "I realize you care dearly for Sasuke, but it's clear he has no feelings for you. Zip. Nada. Zilch. Nothing. It's just not mutual."
"What?" Kiba looked to Naruto and then back to Sasuke. His face changed into an expression of pure devastation. He bit down on his bottom lip as it trembled and turned his gaze away, looking down as if hiding tears. A heavy breath was pulled in before he muttered quietly, "but I was going to have his babies..."
"There, there, it's alright," the blonde assured as he slung an arm comfortingly around his friend's shoulders. "It'll be okay. I'm here for you, man."
"LIAR!" Kiba declared loudly. He pushed his friend aside and scurried back to Sasuke, dropping into the obsidian-eyed boy's lap once more. "You're jealous!" He accused, sinking into Sasuke and tightening his arms around the lean chest. "Right, Sasuke? He's just jealous that I get to have your babies."
"What the hell, Inuzuka?! Get off me!" Sasuke shoved again and Sakura instantly came to his aid, but Kiba's grip was deathly tight.
"No!" Kiba proclaimed, eyes meeting Sasuke's, "I will never let you go, my love! No one can have you but me!" He then turned to look back at Naruto, his face holding an expression of unyielding determination. "You can't have him! He's my babies' papa!"
Opposite the lovely couple, Naruto burst into a fit of chuckles. He could already feel his legs getting weak. Never had he ever expected Kiba could pull off this great of a performance. "Does that..." He laughed a little. "Does it mean that you're the mama?" Naruto asked. His smile grew and he could feel his cheeks were sore from all the laughing when Kiba grinned and nodded broadly.
"Of course," Kiba agreed, nuzzling his head further into Sasuke's chest. "But I wear the pants. They may be maternity pants, but SasUKE will still be my babies' papa. Right, honey?"
"Get off! Get off! Get off!" Sasuke repeated, shouting now as he resiliently pushed the brunette away. Just like before, Kiba would giggle and rub his bum on Sasuke's lap to regain his position. It was particularly horrific when Kiba complimented how well muscled his thighs were and then something about them being great for making babies.
"Naruto!" Sakura screamed as she yanked on Kiba. She put all her weight into it and pulled as strongly as her slender arms would allow. Naruto watched as she lost grip and went barrelling back onto the floor the second that he broke his gaze from Kiba. "Agh! Stop him!" she bellowed.
"Ha!" Kiba giggled and grinned at the girl. "You fell," he informed innocently before turning back to Sasuke. "You're all mine now... We're going to have so much fun making those babies. What do you think? Boy, boy, girl, or all girls? Maybe twenty-five kids?" He rolled his hips. "You think these are child-bearing hips, right?"
Naruto laughed once more but abruptly stopped when he caught the malice in Sakura's eyes. "Okay... Kiba," he whispered, "I think that's enough..."
"No! Go away! I won't let you steal my man, you jealous freak!" Kiba flicked his head to one side and turned up his nose snootily. "You already got your kiss from my Sasuke. So, stop being jealous."
Both Naruto and Sasuke gave the loud brunette a disgusted face at the reminder and renewed their efforts on getting him off of the Uchiha heir. They used as much force as possible, hurting only the loudmouth on Sasuke's lap but he clung on tightly, rubbing up against Sasuke as much as possible while whining at the indignities he has to suffer with a friend like Naruto and a soul mate like Sasuke.
Many of the patrons were either laughing, or couldn't handle Kiba's dramatics and left. The bell atop the exit rang again, signalling a customer leaving, but this time, a pretty girl also arrived. And she was drop-dead gorgeous to boot! Kiba sat up straight, his playboy senses tingling with giddy anticipation, though his arms were still looped tightly around Sasuke. The girl was staring at them with a vaguely interested expression, and seeing a chance impress a girl, he instantly let go of the man whose lap he had claimed for himself. This caused him, Naruto, and Sasuke to fall onto the floor due to the momentum of the tug-of-war between them. All three of them scrambled up from the floor quickly and Sasuke surreptitiously moved behind Naruto and away from Kiba.
However, Kiba reached straight for Sasuke, ignoring Naruto's stopping movements, and clung onto his arm. "Oh, Sasuke-kun, I'm just going to go over there for a bit and see if she's willing to be a nanny for our twenty-five children," he said intensely, pointing at the new patron. "Don't get jealous, alright?"
With that, he skipped off, leaving a bemused and slightly appalled trio behind. Sasuke collapsed into his chair and idly rubbed his thighs while staring out at nothing. Sakura reached her hand over to help him rub away the tension, but halted immediately when Sasuke turned a blank stare at her. He looked rather confused, still processing the new sensations on his thighs.
"Er, why don't you eat and get your energy up? We, we still have some time before it gets late." Sasuke ignored her and instead picked up his bag and stood up abruptly.
"I'm leaving," Sasuke said coldly. Both Naruto and Sakura scrambled to stop him but it was Kiba's flirtatious wink from the door that prevented Sasuke from leaving. He backed up fearfully, though not noticeably fearful, and resumed his previous seating. He gazed angrily down at his food as everyone else watched.
Naruto clapped his hands resolutely. "Right then. I'll go and grab some food and then we can start. Er, whatever we're doing." He gave them a bright, if not strained, smile and went up to the empty cashier. As he ordered, he watched the table out of the corner of his eyes, not wanting to miss the live show of Sasuke falling for one of his pranks.
From a short distance away, Chouji swiftly wiped his mouth with a napkin. He was slightly embarrassed to have made a small mess of himself in his fit of intense laughter, but luckily no one noticed. Their attentions were still on Sasuke, wondering what the boy intended to do now that he had finally escaped from Kiba's clutches, those deathly mortifying clutches. The friend beside him appeared to share the same interest. Shikamaru's normally uninterested expression was clearly interested now. It was further evident by the way he edged forward, pushing his cell phone out to get a better angle of Sasuke's livid face. He was sure the video would be shaky from his laughing, but it was, so far, all worth it and he knew more was to come.
Sakura shared Sasuke's misery, her head bowed and her pink hair hung down. Shikamaru artfully glided to camera of his phone between the two as if waiting for something to happen, but settled back on Sasuke when he decided Sakura wasn't worth his phone's precious memory space. However, it was worth recording Sasuke's newfound interest in his sandwich. The Uchiha steeled himself, ignoring the glances from other patrons and those teasing eyes of Kiba's. It sent a strong shudder coursing thunderously through his body.
"Uh, you should eat," Sakura pestered, pushing the plate closer to him when she saw him eye it. Hopefully it would help get his mind off what had just happened. She really, really hoped it did, because if he stayed angry then she would never get on his good side which meant their marriage would be pushed further down the road of life.
"Hn" was the only response he spared until he gracefully picked up the sandwich.
From the cashier, Naruto looked back mischievously. The boy behind the counter waved and called to the blonde, but Naruto was too far gone at this point to hear or see anything else but the slow, agonizingly long movements it took the sandwich to meet Sasuke's lips. He grinned from ear to eat when Sasuke bit down, pulling a good chunk of the meal into his awaiting mouth. "And the fun continues," he snickered.
Without a care in the world, or at least acting the part, Sasuke chewed on his food. Then his head tilted to one side as his eyes slit peculiarly, his mind attempting to place the new sensation. It was a mere second later when the full effect hit him. His mind was reeling, struggling to decide whether to swallow or spit. But with the numerous people around, he swallowed the most painfully unpleasant morsel of food he'd ever forced down his throat. And it burned like hell the entire way down.
From across table, Sakura's eyes widened curiously. She leaned forward and asked with concern, "Are you alright, Sasuke?"
His reply came in a feverish shake of his head. She could see his usually pale skin darken into a deep shade of scarlet. His eyes bulged unnaturally as he coughed into the hand clasped over his mouth. Under the light, Sakura's emerald eyes didn't miss the glisten of sweat accumulate along his hairline. He coughed once more, but this time cringed at the fiery sensation still left behind after the initial burn.
"What's wrong?" Sakura asked worriedly. She scampered out of her seat and came to his side, a hand coming up to rub his back reassuringly. To her pleasant surprise, he didn't brush her away. A part of her knew it was because he was too busy coughing up a lung, but it pleased her nonetheless. When she heard more laughter similar to the one from before, she turned a glare over to Naruto's direction. He stiffened but failed to hide the curve of his lips.
"Hot," Sasuke squeaked coarsely, followed by a rumble of another deep cough. He hated the feel of sweat all over his body, causing his shirt to cling against his skin, but there was no stopping the flares of blazing heat reverberating from his mouth and rippling throughout the rest of his body. His tongue was numb to any other feelings aside from the unbearable fire alight in his mouth.
Sakura hastily passed Sasuke's drink to him at his apparent discomfort. The boy took the drink with gusto and spilt some in his hurry to ingest it. Sakura wasn't prepared for what happened next: As Sasuke tipped the cup back and let the liquid slide into his mouth, his eyes bulged and his lips puckered up into a distinctly fish-looking face. Then he choked, some of the liquid hitting the hand he hurriedly put up, and some dribbling down his face. His body shivered as his face contorted into an even more awkward expression; his eyes narrowed into slits and his mouth flattened from its puckered state. The rest he swallowed, the acidic liquid mingling with the burning sensation oddly.
Sasuke quickly grabbed one of the napkins lying around and wiped his face. The entire restaurant was quiet up till that point, after which Naruto let out a short burst of laughter. In his haste to get up, Sasuke almost tripped, sending his chair to the ground. He picked up the chair and through it with abnormal accuracy in his impaired at Naruto. The blonde dodged and the boy behind the counter followed his customers' example and ducked behind the counter. It crashed into the counter and slid a few feet away from Naruto. Sasuke put in a mental note to send the cafe a generous cheque for the destruction.
Sasuke pointed at the loud blonde and growled out, "Naruto!"
Naruto collapsed onto the dented counter in a fit of laughter and awaited his death proudly. With his laughter as a prompt, everyone else in the vicinity started to show their amusement. Only one person did not show even a hint of mirth: Kiba. The brunette donned on a worried face, leaving the nanny girl behind, and approached the Uchiha to intercept the killing of his good friend.
"Sasuke-kun! What happened? Who did this to you?" He landed a hand squarely on Sasuke's chest and settled the other one on his face, lovingly rubbing his chest and caressing his cheek. The Uchiha growled and shoved the dog-lover away, far harder than necessary. Kiba grunted and fell back a few steps. His worried countenance morphed into quivering lips and sad eyes. "You, you don't love me anymore?"
Sasuke lifted his arms up, not knowing whether he wanted to strangle Kiba, maim Naruto, or pull out his own hair first. He gave a loud grunt in frustration and turned back to the table. Sakura met him there and handed Sasuke his bag. Her frown was evident on her face and Sasuke was somehow glad that she was his fangirl; having at least one person not making fun of him was reassuring.
Sakura watched as he left, fire in her eyes and heart quivering in rage. After the door closed gently behind him, she turned to the still-laughing Naruto . Striding up to him with long steps, she punched him directly in the arm with enough force and intensity to elicit a yelp that made Kiba flinch. Kiba backed away when she turned to him and instead of facing her, he made a beeline for the door. Turning back to Naruto, she punched him again and demanded with fervour, "Apologize to Sasuke tomorrow. In class!"
Naruto nodded obediently and gazed with admiration as she packed her bags and left. "Wow," the blonde said as Sakura's pink hair disappeared out the door. "That was... kinda hot."
Shikamaru ignored Naruto and turned his cell phone over to Kiba. "So, how about an interview, Mr. Inuzuka?" Kiba nodded with a feral grin and Shikamaru smirked and did a fine job of restraining his laughter as he asked, "Why did your Sasuke-kun leave?"
"He didn't want to pay child support if we ever divorced," Kiba said flatly by the door he was hiding behind. He casually walked back to Shikamaru and Chouji's table, pretending he hadn't been hiding from a pink-haired girl just previously.
The patrons around them went back to what they were doing previously and continued their conversations with, "Was that Uchiha Sasuke?" and "Is this my drink?", ignoring the still-present pranksters. Naruto finally answered the cashier still trying to get his attention while rubbing the spot Sakura had recently punched him. He certainly wasn't expecting her to be so strong but it was an impressive surprise.
He returned to retrieve his bag and muttered about needing to ice his arm if he ever wanted it to work again to the other guys. They chuckled at his misfortune and Shikamaru slid his phone shut. The hit count on this video was going to be phenomenal.
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The day after that oh so amusing incident, Naruto was once again sprinting across campus, sidestepping and jumping out of the way of the oncoming throng of students. He was late as per usual. When he finally reached the door of his English class, he straightened out his clothes and pushed the door open with ease. Similar to last class, a piece of chalk flew straight for his head and he dodged it deftly. Grinning to his teacher, he murmured, "uh, sorry." He slipped away and edged along the side of the room until he found an empty spot. The glares he received this time were strikingly similar to the last but he remained nonchalant.
"Alright," the teacher started, lifting off a thick stack of papers off his desk. "This is your term project, so it'd be best if you all got into your groups," he instructed.
The stapled sheets were handed around the room as students shuffled and meandered through the desks. They gathered together into the assigned groups from last class. All of the students had moved with the exception of two. In the corner of the room, near the back, Sasuke remained plastered to his seat. His dark eyes were drawn downward to the assignment sheet, causing Sakura to frown lightly when she searched to meet his gaze. She easily made her way to the back, uttering a few apologies to a few students she bumped into along the way. Amidst the bustle, the teacher had quietly excused himself to make more copies of the assignments, leaving the room of rowdy students to their own devices.
"So, how are you doing, Sasuke?" she asked with cheer.
"Hn," he answered before looking off the page. "Where's the dobe?"
"Hm?" Sakura finally realized they were missing someone and swivelled in her chair to search for Naruto. "Over here, Naruto!" She needed him by her side, but not for any reasons he'd like. The blonde needed to apologize for his inappropriate behaviour at the cafe, and she would make sure he did, even if it meant physically forcing him to.
From the other side of the room, Naruto stiffly shook his head. He pointed to the pink-haired girl and then to the seat beside him. Then he mouthed "come here" while puckering his lips. Sakura nearly fell out of her seat and could barely resist the nauseating feeling overwhelming her.
Sasuke merely glanced between the two of them before he laid his eyes back on the young woman. "Go get him," he said flatly. "The sooner we figured this out, the sooner we'll have it done."
Her mouth went agape as she looked back to the blonde. She couldn't tell what Naruto was doing now, but she guessed he was trying to do something seductive... or something. In the end it didn't look at all attractive and only intensified the nauseating feeling fighting against her stomach. "Right, I'll go get him," she conceded and steeled herself. Sakura stood up with determination and stomped over to him.
"Hey there, Sakura!" Naruto greet enthusiastically when she was in an arm's reach from him. He then yanked her down with little regard, pulling her into the seat beside him as she stumbled a bit. "Sit here with me!" he exclaimed. The papers in front of him were shifted about and spread between them.
"No!" She yanked her hand from his grip before standing up and tidying his papers. "We're going to sit back there." The papers were compiled neatly and held out for him to receive.
"But, but, but!" he protested, pushing his bottom lip out in a defiant pout. "I don't want to sit with teme! He's going to ruin our project!"
"Just be quiet and stop causing such a fuss," Sakura reprimanded before callously shoving his papers into his lap.
"Aw, c'mon Sakuraaaaa," he whined. The papers were adjusted as he glanced to the back of the room where Sasuke sat. The dark-haired boy had his head down and didn't seem at all interested in the proceedings. "He doesn't even care!"
In response to his low whine, Sakura pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. When she felt Naruto try to gently tug her back down, she carelessly smacked his hand away and grabbed him by the ear. She pulled mercilessly. "You are going to sit back there with us and apologize for what you and your friends did to Sasuke."
"What? Wait!" Naruto was pulled across the room by his ear. He winced and cried from the sting. Even his back hurt from being bent over because she was shorter than him. "Ah! Sakura, that hurts!"
Before he knew it, she released his abused ear and he bolted upright, his hand rubbing the hurt cartilage. His blue eyes darted around to orient himself until he found Sasuke. For the briefest moment, his lips curved into a smile until he realized Sasuke may take it as a kind gesture of greeting. In reality, Naruto was simply reliving the events from the day earlier. So his smile quickly left to be replaced by a frown. "Fine," he grudgingly agreed and dropped into the closest chair.
"Wait," Sakura interrupted. She once again grabbed him by the ear and pulled him to stand up. "You need to apologize," she proclaimed.
"Apologize?" Naruto echoed incredulously. "To him?"
Sakura nodded, her arms crossing over her chest. Sasuke looked up with mild fascination.
The blonde looked Sakura up and down, sizing her up to see if she was really serious about this. He groaned. "Fine, fine, but only because you asked," he murmured. Sasuke arched a curious brow.
"Really?" Sakura queried, her features lighting up with victory. She decided that this was going to be easier than she could have ever expected.
Naruto nodded in defeat. "But only because you asked, Sakura," he elaborated before turning to Sasuke. As quick as he could, Naruto apologized, "I'm sorry for adding chili sauce to your sandwich and vinegar to your drink."
Then there was a blatant smirk and the blonde wanted to smack it off Sasuke's arrogant face. However, before he could even move, Sakura spoke again. "Not good enough," she added. "Kiss his feet."
Naruto's jaw dropped in a gape and even Sasuke stared at her in mild bewilderment. Naruto backed away from her serious stare and winced as she pulled his ear again. He leaned down in the direction of her pull as she tried to force him onto his knees. "Ow, ow, ow. That hurts!"
Sasuke watched with amusement as Naruto was tortured but spoke up before his knees actually touched the ground. "It's not necessary. His lips aren't worthy of my feet." He presented them with a smirk, egging Naruto on.
"What do you mean my lips aren't worthy of your feet?! You should be honoured if I ever deemed it necessary to kiss your feet!" Naruto proclaimed, slightly offended.
Sakura ignored the marginally fuming blonde. "Are you sure, Sasuke-kun? I'm sure he'd be happy to do it," she offered sweetly. She kept her hold on Naruto's ear tight as she questioned the Uchiha.
Sasuke shook his head, a light smirk still on his face. Regardless of his family's status, he wasn't so far gone that he would treat people in such a distasteful manner. However, light teasings of the blonde would now be in his agenda.
Bloakie's A/N: Okay, FYI, all SasUKE jokes were Cloakie's fault. REALLY. And all the cracky parts? Cloakie. Seriously, I don't know what she was on. But it was awesome, no? XD
Cloakie's A/N: LIES! LIES! Bloakie was the one that started it all! Without her, it wouldn't have come together like this. Anyway, thanks for reading and a special thanks to our two reviewers! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!