Memory 1: How To Cure A Headache... Genma Style

Naruto sighed and set down the report back on his desk. His head really hurt with all this reading and thinking.

Should he agree to the new proposal on a new park? Maybe he should focus on the new law the Council proposed to him? Or should he look at the new missions that needed to be done immediately?

Ah! Goddammit! My head hurts too much to think!

The blond Hokage ruffled his hair, trying to lessen the thundering pressure he felt in his temples. No one told him being Hokage would lead to days like today. He just wanted to go back to bed and pretend none of this happened!

Then he heard a small clink on his desk.

His blue eyes blinked in confusion and surprise. With a small sniff, he easily identified the drink in the dark clay cup. "Tea?"

His gaze fell over at his newly assigned bodyguard. Genma gave him a lazy smile. "Figured you could use some help."

Naruto smiled in appreciation. He would never be able to label specific brands and tell with a sip if the tea was brewed correctly or not, but he did know that it helped with headaches. "Sweet!"

"No actually," Genma corrected, shoving his hands into his pockets, "I left it unsweetened."

"What?! Why?!" Naruto screeched in horror. He really wasn't a tea enthusiast and enjoyed the sweetness of sugar in his tea. After Kiba's never-ending jokes about him adding milk in his tea, he weaned himself off, but sugar was something he'd never live without.

Genma had the nerve to smirk at Naruto, a sight that made the young Hokage instantly weary. What was his bodyguard plotting? One week was enough to show that Iruka was right, Genma was planning something. Maybe he should've asked his old teacher for help on what he skipped...

His thoughts were interrupted when Genma walked behind his chair. The younger man stiffened as Genma laid his hands on his shoulders. "...What are you doing...?" he asked in dread. He didn't know whether to faint from shock or right hook the guy. He's done both ways before and neither seemed to work.

"Isn't it self-explanatory, Naruto? I think this is the perfect time for another lesson," Genma purred out. Yes, he purred, Naruto could confirm this, the man's voice was right next to his ear after all. The cool senbon that brushed against his cheek was enough to tell him this wasn't a dream.

Naruto just paled. He did this for free ramen and so that Sakura-chan would stop nagging him about having a bodyguard, but now, he was wondering if he made the right choice. "Ehehe... I think that can wait, Genma, I mean," his hands waved around in exaggeration at the growing paperwork he had to do. "Just look at all of this paperwork! Someone's gotta do it, and it just kinda happens to me! So, uh, lessons can wait!"

Yeah! That sounded good! He was a Hokage, he had duties to attend to! It wasn't an excuse! Plus, Genma just kinda made him feel...funny.

It was hard for him to describe it really. He was confused with how he felt about Genma.

While Genma did weird things like ruffling his hair, hugging him from behind, and sleeping in the same bed as him (that really took a lot to get used to), Naruto couldn't sense any bad intentions like he would with enemies. Genma wasn't trying to kill him, but Naruto still didn't know what the older man wanted. Heck, if anything, Kurama had just been laughing at him the entire time, refusing to explain anything. If his biju friend didn't feel in danger, then it was...okay?

But he had grown up with perverts his entire life: the Old Man, Ebisu, Kakashi-sensei, Ero-sennin, etc. Growing up with them, he had enough experience to know when something perverted was going on. Actually, if he recalled correctly, Ero-sennin had a scene like this in one of his books...

Genma didn't even get to step two when he was sent flying over Naruto's desk. Luckily, he was a shinobi and landed on his feet, his face betraying a look of surprise as his senbon almost fell out.

The blond stood up and pointed a finger at the other man in the room. "Oi! What the hell are you doing?!"

The brunet just raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't it obvious? I was going to offer you a massage."

"I don't need one! This is just like one of Ero-sennin's scenes!" he cried out in horror.

"I didn't know you were a fan," Genma jokingly added.

Naruto's eyes just grew at that. "No way! Ero-sennin had me edit his books before!" He sighed and plopped tiredly back down in his seat. His right hand ran through his hair. His headache was still there, actually, it felt worse. "Dammit, stupid headache. You just made it grow more!" He pouted as his head hit his desk.

Genma blinked as he looked closer at the blond's face. Sure enough, Naruto had bags under his blue eyes. He remembered that his new charge had nothing other than ramen as his meals as well. Wow, I'm doing a shit job at watching over him as his bodyguard, he mused silently. Sure the blond was still alive, but at this rate, Genma had a feeling Naruto would fall due to being preoccupied with his job as Hokage. The blond was always putting others first, meaning his own health came last. It was stupid but admirable.

With a new lesson plan in mind, Genma walked over to the blond who just wearily glanced up. The pout the younger man wore was tearing into his self-control, but he held himself back, he was a professional, he could control himself...somewhat.

He gave his Hokage a small grin and ruffled the blond hair with his hand. As Naruto opened his mouth to complain, Genma leaned down and feeling risky, nuzzled the blond hair before planting a soft kiss on the golden locks. He turned away and over his shoulder, told the blond with a smug smirk, "See? It's gone now isn't it? I'll go get lunch, you look too tired for ramen, I'll surprise you with something else today."

"...Jerk," Naruto muttered under his breath, his hands going to where Genma had touched. The man was right, his headache was gone now, but replacing it was a furious blush. Why the hell did Genma have to do that...?

Now his face was hotter than normal and his chest was feeling funny.

Stupid Genma and his way of doing things...

-To Be Continued-