Zabuza's Arrangement

Zabuza's Arrangment Part Deux
Title: Zabuza's Arragment Part Deux
Pairings: Sasuke/Zabuza
Warnings:NC-17,non-con, Spoiler, YAOI
Summary: Zabuza followed Kakashi home. Can they keep him?

I finished it! Woot! I didn't think I would, actually. It turnsout, I couldn't fit in the threesome without making it too long so maybe there will be another chapter, who knows? I am kinda sick of Zabuza right now @.@

“Ok. I really have to go.”

“I know.” Zabuza pressed his mouth against the back of Kakashi’s neck softly and smirked against his flesh.

“It’s been three days. We have eaten twice. We have slept a total of ten hours. I have to report back to the Hokage. I have missions to do with my cell. Obligations.” Kakashi leaned down to pick up his pants for what felt like the fiftieth time.

“Wonder what that’s like. Why anyone would choose that lifestyle…” Zabuza pulled away, to fall back onto the mattress and tuck his hands beneath his head, watching Kakashi pull his pants up around his waist and reach for his shirt.

“It’s called a respectable lifestyle. You wouldn’t know anything about it.”

“I suppose I wouldn’t.” Zabuza’s voice was laced with something similar to bitterness and regret. But Kakashi knew better than to feel sorry for the rogue ninja. Zabuza did, after all, choose his own path in life.

It took Kakashi another three days to travel home to Konoha. His arrival was very much anticipated and as he strolled down the streets, hands shoved in his pockets, he could actually feel the stress pressing down on his tired shoulders.

But amazingly, Zabuza’s little blackmail had been a wonderful vacation for the Jounin. He hadn’t realized how much he had needed one. It had been ages since he had had sex like that. Kakashi found himself trying to remember the last time he had even had sex.

“You’re late.”

Kakashi blinked his eye up to gaze at Sasuke, perking a silver brow. The boy was standing on the thin edge of a boarded fence, his arms folded, his brows knit together in a scowl of irritation. Kakashi smirked beneath his gi.

“It’s not my fault. You see, I met up with a dead ninja and…” Kakashi let the sentence trail into nothingness at seeing Sasuke’s glowering stare. “What is it, Sasuke? I’m due to meet with the Hokage.”

“You promised to help me train two days ago. You missed it.”

“I’ll make it up to you after I am through with the Hokage.” Kakashi waved a hand at him dismissively. Sasuke bristled and jumped down from the edge of the fence, shoving his own hands in his pockets and looking towards his sensei coolly.

“Where were you? I thought you said your mission was going to be easy. Two days, that’s what you said.” Sasuke was obviously still a little sore about being stood up. Kakashi ran a hand through his spiked silver hair and heaved an exhausted sigh.

“You should be used to me being late by now, Sasuke.” Kakashi continued walking at a leisurely pace, ignoring Sasuke’s snort behind him.

“I don’t want to learn how to be late all the time, I want to train.” Sasuke retorted coldly, feeling himself growing more aggravated as the conversation continued. He had expected Kakashi to be late, because he usually was, but Sasuke had not been. He had been on time, standing alone on the training grounds from sunrise until long after nightfall. Sasuke finally concluded Kakashi wasn’t going to show and trudged home. That was the first time Kakashi had stood him up.

Kakashi paused, pivoting a little to look towards the boy. He despised the pang of guilt he was beginning to feel and gave a little shrug. “I ran into some trouble. Sometimes, on missions, you’ll run into things that you can’t control. That’s why being prepared is so vital.”

And with that, Kakashi left Sasuke glaring behind him, and promptly reported back to the Third.


“Sensei?”

Kakashi lifted his head off his pillow, frowning a little at seeing Sasuke standing in his doorway. The Jounin groaned inwardly, sitting up and swinging his legs off the edge of the bed. This boy did not know when to give up. “I’m tired, Sasuke. I’ve had a very long week… we’ll train first thing tomorrow morning. Then the Hokage will give Naruto, Sakura, and you your new mission.”

Sasuke stood there for a moment, before he closed the door behind him and stepped forward into the room a little. “Why won’t you tell me what happened this week?”

“Confidential.”

“That has never stopped you from telling me before.” It was true. Kakashi rarely kept secrets from his cell. He also rarely spoke much about his missions, but when asked, he did not hesitate to explain the details. Kakashi considered it a good learning tool for his students and knew he could trust each of them. Even Naruto.

Kakashi found himself painted into a corner. He really didn’t want to tell Sasuke about his three day sex session with the demon ninja. But then, he didn’t want to make the boy disrespect him by suddenly turning the cold shoulder on him. With a long sigh, Kakashi met Sasuke’s gaze evenly.

“Do you recall the demon ninja, Zabuza?”

“Yeah.” How could Sasuke forget? The freak had died twice and his partner, Haku, had almost killed him. It had been their first real triumph as a cell.

“I met up with him.” Kakashi waited for the inevitable look of perplexion… than the denial and then finally, the full gravity of what had just been said to sink in. As predicted, Sasuke’s face shifted gradually until he shook his head slowly.

“Impossible. We… I mean… he… How could you have met up with someone who is dead?” Sasuke’s voice was set in a high pitched tone that almost made Kakashi laugh. Instead, he merely shrugged.

“The same way we did after killing him once, I imagine.” Kakashi replied calmly, looking at his student with a half lidded eye.

Sasuke stared at his sensei for a long moment in disbelief. Kakashi was awfully calm about the whole situation. Sasuke cleared his throat, regaining his calm. “So… you killed him for good this time, right?”

”No. Why would I?” Kakashi didn’t see the sense in telling Sasuke about his mission issued forth by the ship merchant. Too much explaining that would only turn out to be a humiliating experience in the end.

Sasuke pondered this question for a long moment. Kakashi avoided killing when he could. And if Zabuza’s death was not ordered, then he would have no reason to do so. Sasuke personally didn’t believe in this particular method, feeling if someone had caused him and his team mates so much trouble, then there was a certain price to be paid.

“So what took so long then?”

Kakashi paused at this, although he filled his silence by stretching and pretending to rummage for something in his discarded pack on the floor. “Let’s just say… we don’t have anything to fear from him anymore. Now. Go home and get some rest. We start training before sunrise.”

Sasuke wondered gloomily why in the world he even showed up on time. Kakashi had never been on time for anything. The Genin realized with growing irritation that Kakashi was probably still in bed while he stood out here freezing in the early morning chill.

Training had become vital to the boy. He had a thirst to grow in stamina, speed, and strength as quickly as possible. He had dreamt of nothing else since he was little. Sasuke yearned to go after his brother, to end this need for revenge so he could go on with his life. He was sure that Kakashi could lead him to great power. But with the damn ninja always being late, he felt like he was wasting time.

Sasuke sat against the trunk of a tree, tipping his head back and exhaling a long breath. It was going to be a long day. Naruto was probably heating up his morning cup of water for his ramen by now, Sakura preparing the early stages of doing her hair… and here he was, waiting impatiently for Kakashi to show. Again.

“Waiting for Kakashi, eh?”

The voice literally made Sasuke jump a fraction and the youth turned sharply, his eyes widening as he turned to gaze towards the man towering behind him. He recognized him instantly, with the broad sword slung over his back and his face bandaged in a make shift mask.

“Zabuza.” Sasuke scrambled to his feet, leaning back a little in a defensive pose, eyes narrowed.

“Where’s Kakashi?” Zabuza didn’t care if this puny little boy wanted to fight or not. If he did, than Zabuza would avoid battle as long as possible. He sort of liked being on good terms with the Copy Ninja and this kid… Sasuke was his name… was important to Kakashi.

“What do you want with him?” Sasuke was apprehensive, but was forcing himself to remember Kakashi’s words from the night before. He had said not to fear Zabuza anymore. Did this mean the demon ninja was now their ally? Or did it mean Kakashi had taught him a lesson and now Zabuza came for revenge?

“We have some…” Zabuza smiled beneath his bandages and gave a little pleasured sigh. “…unfinished business I wish to attend to.” He looked towards Sasuke, waiting patiently for a reply. But Sasuke continued to eye him suspiciously, his hand beginning to inch towards his kunai holster on his thigh.

“I have no wish to fight you, little boy.” But as Zabuza looked at the youth, he began to think other impure thoughts concerning him.

The boy was definitely attractive for his age. Shaggy ebony hair that fell over exotically slanted eyes which were transforming into a lovely shade of crimson. Ahhh… the boy was obviously a descendant of that Uchiha clan. Marvelous. His body wasn’t scrawny by any means, but lean and muscled. For such a young age, the boy seemed to have matured physically very early on. Kakashi had done well in the boy’s training it would seem.

“I am no little boy… and if you want me to prove it, all you have to do is ask.” And then Sasuke smirked with confidence, his lips quirking. Zabuza felt his breathing rate increase a fraction. When Haku was alive… he had not taken much notice to the boy. He had been his enemy at the time. Zabuza never took the time to truly acknowledge the people he intended to kill. But now, with this boy Sasuke so close to him, it was very hard not to notice his attractiveness.

“I am guessing by ‘prove it’ you mean fight you?” Zabuza sounded amused. It masked his lustful intent well.

“Unless you think you’ll lose to a ‘little boy’.” Sasuke chided, his smirk remaining in place.

“Ok… prove it.”

Sasuke moved forward swiftly. His speed was impressive, even Zabuza had to appreciate it. His form was defined and well trained. But Zabuza was ready. Sasuke leapt into the air, swinging a leg horizontally, to perhaps kick the demon ninja across his face, but Zabuza caught it easily, twisting his ankle downwards, immobilizing it for a second. Sasuke whipped around in the air, in an attempt to retaliate with a fist to the jaw. Zabuza caught it with his other hand easily. He let go of the leg, letting gravity bring the boy back to the ground, before twisting Sasuke’s arm behind his back and holding a kunai blade to his Adam’s apple.

“I’ve seen better.” Zabuza chuckled, watching Sasuke squirm just a little and curse under his breath. “I expected much better from one of Kakashi’s students.”

When Sasuke’s pride refused to allow him to reply, Zabuza began to drag the blade down the toned length of Sasuke’s chest and abdomen, grinning in amusement as he did so. “But even I must admit… that you know many things that I didn’t when I was your age…”

“Get off of me!” Sasuke growled, but still made no real moves of escape. When you could feel the pressure of a blade against your belly button, sudden movements were sort of a silly idea.

“You’re certainly like your precious sensei in spirit, aren’t you?” Zabuza chuckled from behind him and Sasuke grimaced at the feel of his breath against the arch of his neck.

“He told me he met up with you.” Sasuke mumbled, feeling a cool line of sweat break on his brow as the blade touched into the indent of his belly button through his clothes.

“We…. ‘Met’, as you say, quite a few times before he returned.” Zabuza grinned a little. The memory was still fresh in his mind and he craved more of what Kakashi had given him. But this Sasuke was a very tempting piece. It was extremely obvious, in the boy’s mannerisms, in his fighting technique, and in his cocky attitude that this kid was indeed, Hatake Kakashi’s student.

“And now you’ve come for revenge.”

Zabuza gave a bark of laughter at that, not able to hold it in. Kakashi was doing an excellent job at shielding his students from what Zabuza called ‘The Real World’. He shook his head slowly, his shoulders quivering in silent laughter. He finally moved the kunai blade to the waistband of Sasuke’s pants and gave a small tug. Sasuke’s breath caught as he felt and heard his pants tear.

“Tell me… Uchiha Sasuke? Has your Sensei… ever seen you nude?’

Sasuke opened his mouth, but no words came out. He had been ready to shoot an insult in Zabuza’s direction. He was expecting some kind of mocking remark. But it seemed as if this question flew from no where. Sasuke felt something heavy weigh in his stomach and his throat dry almost painfully.

“None of your damn business!” The Genin finally retorted, his muscles twitching in his jaw. He -definitely- didn’t want to make any sudden movements now, the blade continuing its steady pace down the front of his pants, ripping the thick fabric as it went.

Zabuza gave a light chuckle, raising his brows a little in mock surprise. “What? He has then?”

Truth be told, Kakashi had been the one who introduced the boy into his sexuality. Kakashi had never actually penetrated the boy or vice versa. But Kakashi had shown him the basics. The best technique to be used when stroking anyone, whether it be masturbatory or used on someone else. Once, Kakashi had tried to explain the finer points of oral stimulation, but abandoned the idea when Sasuke seemed a little too nervous about it.

“Tell me… has your sensei ever touched you right here?” Zabuza whispered into the shell of Sasuke’s ear. The kunai blade lifted again, to touch firmly to Sasuke’s neck. His other hand was trailing back into the torn crevice of his pants, finding the soft bulge in his boxers and pressing firmly.

“N…No! What’re you doing?!” Sasuke stammered, jerking a little but instantly ceasing when he felt the blade press painfully against his neck. For once, Sasuke had no clue on what to do. He was actually debating on letting Zabuza slit his throat or letting the demon ninja continue to torture him in the most horrifying way Sasuke could imagine.

“I think you’re lying… look, you’re getting hard already…” Zabuza murmured, transfixed on the sensation of gradual hardening against his palm. He breathed in slowly and let it out against Sasuke’s ear.

Sasuke’s cheeks burned as blood poured into them, humiliation washing over him like water. “Let go of me, you twisted freak.” Sasuke spat, glaring over his shoulder towards Zabuza.

Another growling laugh was Sasuke’s reply and the boy felt the slight weight of his growing erection. “If you’re too naughty, I am going to have to knock you out, the same way I did with your sensei…” He chided softly, angling the kunai blade so the fine edge of the point pressed into the soft tissue of Sasuke’s neck.

“What do you mean?” Sasuke breathed, feeling his heart rate increase dramatically. How could Kakashi of all people allow this sort of thing?

“God, I forget how stupid being young makes you…”Zabuza sighed, tipping his head to whisper directly into Sasuke’s ear once more. “These blades are laced with a powerful sedative. If even a little enters into your bloodstream, your body will be in exhaustion for days.”

The cold sweat Sasuke had broken in to was an unwelcome sensation. He found himself more uncomfortable than he could ever remember.

“I see. So what you’re saying is…if I comply with you now, the sedative won’t need to be put to use.”

“I find you attractive… so I am going to fuck you whether you are willing to let me or not.” Zabuza pressed his hips against Sasuke’s lower back, his rigid length pressing urgently against the front of his pants.

Zabuza’s hand was moving in a slow rhythm against Sasuke’s boxers, pushing against his member with the palm of his hand, the action causing Zabuza’s strong fingers to curl around the outline of his shaft. Sasuke could feel his body plead for more but at the same time, his mind would not allow Sasuke to throw away his dignity and pride as a shinobi. So… he stood there, feeling the muscles in his pelvis twitch to life but restraining the growing urge to push against the pressure of Zabuza’s hand.

It seemed to go on forever and after a while, Sasuke began to wonder if this was some sort of mind game. He did not want to die without fulfilling what he considered his destiny of seeking revenge. And the longer Zabuza stroked him, the friction growing more and more acute, Sasuke found himself wishing for a little more. Increasing the tempo, Sasuke thought, would probably drive him over the edge and he would shoot in his pants.

“You want more of this pleasure… don’t you, little boy?” Zabuza’s hand stopped and for a moment, Sasuke felt a surge of disappointment and longing. “If you say please like a good boy… I’ll take off the rest of your clothes as well…”

The promise hung in the air for a minute. Sasuke could no longer form complete thoughts. His mind was distracted by the insistent pulse in his erection, which had become so hard it pained him a little. He wanted release, wanted to be able to focus on anything besides this uncomfortable weight in his shorts.

Sasuke muttered something under his breath which could have been a ‘please’. Zabuza considered Sasuke get away with the small plea but decided against it. He was going to own another body today and he would only take it on his terms.

“What was that?”

“Fuck. I said -please-. Ok?” Sasuke was glaring at the ground, feeling a deep sense of shame flood through his being.

“Oh. Please… what?”

Sasuke hesitated. His blush began to spread down his neck and up into his hairline. “Please… erm… continue.”

Zabuza decided that was good enough for now. If the boy turned out to be worth another round, they would work on the proper way to beg. But Zabuza’s hips had begun to quiver from refraining his intentions and he couldn’t wait much longer either.

“Very well.” And the kunai made its way down the length of Sasuke’s chest, pressing so firmly, Sasuke began to grow very nervous. He could feel the pressure of the blade against his flesh. For a moment, Sasuke feared Zabuza had actually broken his skin. But when Zabuza slid his shirt off his shoulders in two separate pieces, Sasuke let out the breath he had been holding in.

“I’m very well trained with a weapon. You have nothing to fear as long as you’re a good boy.”

Sasuke bit his tongue to keep from snapping out at the demon ninja. He already felt like the biggest disgrace alive, actually pleading with Zabuza to keep going, but to be talked to like he was five was a downright insult.

Zabuza took a step back to admire the boy’s backside. It was flawless and pale in the rising sun, just as Zabuza had expected it to be. Yes, the boy wouldn’t have sustained any lasting injuries, would he? Haku had been extremely careful when he had taken care of Sasuke long ago.

Zabuza came to step forward again, bringing his free hand down to jerk Sasuke’s pants down the small swell of his narrow hips, releasing them only when they had reached the point where they could fall freely on their own. Zabuza repeated the acton with the white boxers and stepped around Sasuke to admire his body.

Sasuke’s body was as beautiful as his face. Smooth lines of muscles trailed down his chest and abdomen, less prominent than Kakashi’s, giving the boy a slightly more innocent look. His erection rose to just below his belly button and was a very welcome sight to Zabuza.

“Very nice…”

Sasuke shrugged, not really sure how he should reply to such a comment. He felt dirty watching Zabuza’s wicked, narrow eyes surveying his body, as if memorizing everything.

Sasuke’s breath caught once again as Zabuza advanced suddenly, his hand reaching down to the front of his own pants, to unclasp them deftly. Sasuke watched as Zabuza allowed his own member to protrude out the fly and his eyes widened. Zabuza was very well endowed, his erection arching a little. Sasuke noted how wide the man was an felt that cold, solid feeling return to the pit of his stomach.

Zabuza obviously noticed Sasuke’s apprehension and smirked beneath his bandages. He captured one of the boy’s wrists in his fist and brought Sasuke’s hand down to touch the tip, which left a wet trail in Sasuke’s palm.

Sasuke marveled at how the length pulsated beneath his touch and the grin was heard in Zabuza’s voice when he spoke. “That’s how much I need you, Genin.”

Sasuke swallowed a gradually building lump in his throat and slowly moved his palm down the curved length, marveling in the texture which was both smooth and rigid at once.

Zabuza let his head tip back, his eyes closing slowly, his fist clenching a little on the handle of the blade he still clutched. “That’s it…” He sighed and moved his free hand back to the boy’s own length, curling his fingers around the member and pumping earnestly.

Once again, the sensations began to build in Sasuke and his breathing became a little erratic as the ministrations continued. He could feel himself slipping into a sea of bliss, that he could not control anymore than his reactions to Zabuza’s touching.

Zabuza released the boy, taking Sasuke by disappointed shock. Sasuke blinked, watching the ninja actually step away to look around. He frowned in confusion in watching the man seemingly search for something. Zabuza’s eyes finally rested on a slab of smooth stone and he nodded a little.

Sasuke grunted softly as Zabuza rounded on him again and shoved him rather harshly backwards. Sasuke regained his balance quickly, only to have Zabuza’s hands give him another shove and this time, Sasuke felt his shoulder blades slam painfully against the cold surface of the rock.

“What the Hell are you doing?” Sasuke snapped, glaring towards Zabuza ho was once again closing in on him. The demon ninja’s movements were predatory and carnal in a sense.

“Making you mine.” Was the reply as Sasuke found himself pressing back into the chilled surface, Zabuza’s face barely an inch from his own. For an absurd second, Sasuke thought that the ninja was going to lean forward for a kiss, only to blink in surprise as he felt a finger pull slightly on his lower lip.

“Take it into your mouth…” Zabuza whispered, his narrowed eyes meeting Sasuke’s slanted ones. Sasuke wasn’t sure what this was going to accomplish. Kakashi had never mentioned this part of foreplay before. Sasuke glanced down at the kunai still held solidly in Zabuza’s hand and that was enough.

Sasuke cradled the digit firmly with his tongue and the roof of his mouth, sucking softly at first, but as the saliva began to build around it, repositioned his head to draw back a little. When a second finger was put into it, however, he paused once more, but only for the briefest of seconds, before repeating the action with it.

“A tip from me to you, kid.” Zabuza said as his body came in to press firmly to Sasuke’s own, pinning him to the rock. “Just relax and go with it, it’ll be wonderful…” Sasuke frowned slightly. What did he mean by that? Sasuke gave a small jolt when he felt Zabuza’s hands (one still holding the blade in a fist) reach under his elbows and lift him up, becoming firmly pinned between the rock and Zabuza’s bared chest. “But if you tense up and try to tough it out, you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

“Don’t threaten me.” Sasuke growled defensively, his legs being forced a part a little under the pressure of Zabuza’s thighs.

“Oh, that’s not a threat. This,” Zabuza lifted the hand holding the kunai. “Is a threat. No, that was merely a warning and a damn good piece of advice. You would be wise to heed it.”

Sasuke was so puzzled by Zabuza’s words that he barely acknowledged the two fingers pressing against his entrance. But as the fingers began to become a little more insistent, rubbing firm circles, coaxing the ring of muscles to relax slowly, Sasuke found himself biting into his lower lip in a curious anticipation.

Finally, Zabuza pressed the first finger into the tight opening, sliding it in to the knuckle and curling it in an almost beckoning gesture inside him. Sasuke’s back arched slowly and he could not restrain the hoarse groan that escaped his lips.

When Zabuza was fairly confident the boy was ready for another step, he inserted the other finger, a bit more slowly due to the resistance he met. Sasuke grunted, clenching his eyes shut. Fuck, that hurt.

“Relax, Sasuke. Remember my warning.”

Sasuke muttered something under his breath which definitely had the word ‘fuck’ in it. Zabuza honestly didn’t care what it was at this point. His lust had come to its own peak and he was eager for release.

The fingers began to pump, slowly at first and speeding up according to Sasuke’s whimpers of approval and pleading for more. Zabuza tucked the kunai into the holster on his right leg swiftly, to free his second hand to stroke Sasuke’s erection back to full attention.

“Do you think you’re ready for your release?” Zabuza’s voice was thick with promise. Sasuke opened his eyes a fraction, gazing into Zabuza’s face only briefly before letting them slip closed once more and give a vague nod. Any kind of release would be a blessing at this point. Sasuke felt he was on the verge of dying from the longing alone.

Removing his fingers, Zabuza shifted a little against Sasuke’s chest, stabilizing his position against the boy, making sure he would only move if Zabuza took a step back. He reached under Sasuke’s thighs, bringing the boy’s legs up around his lower back, to hook his ankles there for added support.

Zabuza lifted Sasuke upward from the thighs, holding him there to accommodate his own entrance, pulling his hips wide open. Gradually, he lowered Sasuke a little, so that the moist tip of his penis brushed against Sasuke’s anus softly. He rolled his hips a little, teasing the boy, taking pleasure in watching him bite his lip to hold back pleads.

Finally, he too had had enough and Zabuza leaned into Sasuke’s shoulder, pressing the whole of his back against the rock and lowering the boy further, onto his arousal.

Sasuke’s head tipped back, to bump into the solid surface behind him, and he released a strained cry as Zabuza filled him. He twitched his hips softly, his erection brushing against Zabuza’s chest, his brows drawn together in a pained grimace.

Zabuza moved a hand to once again grasp at Sasuke’s shaft and pump it in time to his measured thrusts. Zabuza couldn’t keep it this gentle for very long… he was having a hell of a time now. He waited for Sasuke’s muscles in his jaw loosen before he began to set a more steady pace.

The boy was intoxicating around his member, tight, slick, and hot. He pushed the pad of his thumb down on the tip of Sasuke’s erection, moving it in gentle circles before continuing the long, pulling strokes to the shaft. Zabuza’s fingers dug into the flesh of Sasuke’s thigh as he continued to thrust needfully into the Genin.

Soon, Zabuza could no longer hold back and he was stroking Sasuke in short, jerking pulls, unable to stay in time with his rapid thrusts into him.

It was Sasuke who climaxed first, his toes curling against Zabuza’s back, his hips pulling sharply against Zabuza’s, his head thrown back in a choked gasp. Zabuza followed soon after, growling at his seed released into Sasuke, pumping and grunting steadily until he was drained.

The two just stayed that way for a long time, panting and resting their heads on one another’s shoulders, eyes closed and mouths partially opened to suck in gulps of air. When Zabuza did finally lift his head, he pulled away from Sasuke, buttoning his pants once again, watching the Genin sink to his knees.

“Now you know where Kakashi has been and what he has been doing.” Zabuza murmured, folding thick arms.

Sasuke said nothing, merely reached for his pants and scowling at the ground. He felt ten times worse now that it was over with.

“Maybe you and your sensei need to have a man to man speech…and I hope I am there to hear it.” Zabuza laughed softly, in watching the boy pull on his shredded clothing.

Sasuke stood, glaring defiantly at Zabuza and finally turned to stride off.

“You’re going to be late for your training.” Zabuza warned. But Sasuke only walked on, yelling back over his shoulder.

“Yeah? Well, if you see my sensei, he should understand.”

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Sasuke, Kakashi and Zabuza belong to Naruto. I take no credit for them being Gods of Anime.