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The Joys of Secret Santa
Title: The Joys of Secret Santa
Author: chibi-zoe (me)
Pairing: none really, Jiraiya x Kakashi if you squint
Rating: PG
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Kakashi inched into the overcrowded room, so many ninja so close together made his nerves sing in an unpleasant manner. A plastic cup of some mysterious liquid was forced into his hand; he had no intention of drinking it. He didn’t trust his fellows enough not to have spiked it with something interesting; after all he was always the last one to arrive.
He made slow progress towards the highly decorated tree at the other end of the room, getting bumped and jostled as he went. As he got closer he noticed that the tree had a certain enthusiastic look about it, apparently the academy students had done the decorating again this year. Upon reaching it he placed the brightly wrapped gift that he had brought along onto the pile with the others. He glanced quickly at the enormous collection trying to spot his name amidst the jumble without being caught. Damn, no such luck.
He hoped that he got a useful gift this time. He had amassed an astonishing collection of totally useless gifts over the years including; a pile of socks that he never wore, endless coffee mugs that he never drank out of and the most hideous clock he had ever seen. Strangely enough no-one had ever gotten him porn, or literature of any kind. He didn’t want to think about what that said about his fellows.
He himself always bought kunai for his Secret Santa gift, everyone needed kunai right? This year he had made a special effort, arranging the kunai in a cheap plastic vase like flowers. He hoped that Ino appreciated it. As an afterthought he had also added in several photos that he had taken whilst on his last surveillance mission. What girl didn’t like to look at naked men, faceless of course, especially men involved in suspicious activities together?
Slowly he began circulating through the crowd; greeting his friends and colleagues, making small talk with his students and avoiding everyone else. Eventually he made his way to the Hokage, who was politely sipping punch with several retired nin. He made his greeting, slipping a little something into her palm as he did so. He had gone to quite a bit of effort for that little gift but he was confident that it was a gift befitting the Godaime Hokage.
The tiny, beautifully enamelled, pillbox contained a single seed. A single seed from the most valuable tree ever – medically wise. Every part of the tree was useful in the treatment of illness and disease. The location of the trees was a jealously guarded secret, but Kakashi had stumbled across an unguarded sapling bearing a single seedpod containing one lonely seed. If it could be germinated then it promised to bring Konoha untold wealth, and most likely untold trouble as well.
Hearing familiar laughter from the direction of the buffet table he made his way across the room once again. Filling up a small plate he moved into a darkened corner and cast a quick genjutsu to make it appear that he was reading his little book. Devouring the food with relish, interspersed with quick glances around the room to check for peepers, Kakashi found himself wondering once again what he was going to receive as his gift.
A new med-kit would be nice, a new scarf would be useful and gift voucher for the book store would be highly appreciated. Somehow he doubted that he would get what he wanted but he could always hope. All around him he could hear people gossiping over what they had bought and what they were hoping to receive. Most seemed as cynical as Kakashi but there were a few diehard enthusiasts.
The party seemed to go on for hours before the gift giving was announced. A sudden hush of anticipation fell over the room. A short and whispered debate occurred around the Hokage before one of the mission room chuunin was pushed forward, like a sacrificial lamb, to take the stage. Nervously the man, Kakashi never could remember his name, reached towards the pile and plucked a gift at random. He read out the name and someone at the back shouted out in answer, the gift was then launched through the air to its eager recipient.
Slowly the pile receded. Kakashi wondered idly if Iruka ever got sick of receiving dolphin themed gifts, and just what did Ibiki do with all of the bandanas that he received, he certainly didn’t wear them. Genma was already half-way through one of the lollypops that he had received, again. He craned his neck trying to see if Ino was enjoying her gift, he could hear Sakura giggling madly somewhere close by, so hopefully that meant that she was.
Eventually his own name was called out and a small, square, orange box was tossed his way. His fellow jounin were staring over his shoulder as he un-wrapped it. It wasn’t soft, which was definitely a good sign; it meant that it wasn’t clothing of some sort. There was an awful lot of tissue paper in the box; the paper had little frog designs all over it, Kakashi had the strong suspicion that Jiraiya and Naruto had purchased his gift. A little more cautiously he lifted the paper to reveal a glass oddity.
He looked at it. It was red and green, shaped a bit like a Christmas tree with a yellow ball on the end, yet the bottom was obviously not designed to stand up. His name was spelled out in raised kanji along its length. Kakashi had no idea what it was. Peals of laughter behind him had him turning to see what was so funny, the jounin around him were all cracking up, red faced with hilarity. It wasn’t until he picked the object up that he realised what it was that he was holding. He quickly stuffed it back into the box his face flaming.
“What did you receive Eternal Rival?” came Gai’s voice echoing from across the room where he was standing with he team. Kakashi was at a loss for words and was on the verge of challenging Gai to distract him when he heard someone behind him take a deep breath to answer back. He swung around in desperation, slapping his hands over the offending mouth. He did not want it shouted out across the room that contained, among others, his students and his leader, that Jiraya had sent him a personalised glass butt plug.
The man was going to pay, with interest, next year.
Author: chibi-zoe (me)
Pairing: none really, Jiraiya x Kakashi if you squint
Rating: PG
.................................................................................................................
Kakashi inched into the overcrowded room, so many ninja so close together made his nerves sing in an unpleasant manner. A plastic cup of some mysterious liquid was forced into his hand; he had no intention of drinking it. He didn’t trust his fellows enough not to have spiked it with something interesting; after all he was always the last one to arrive.
He made slow progress towards the highly decorated tree at the other end of the room, getting bumped and jostled as he went. As he got closer he noticed that the tree had a certain enthusiastic look about it, apparently the academy students had done the decorating again this year. Upon reaching it he placed the brightly wrapped gift that he had brought along onto the pile with the others. He glanced quickly at the enormous collection trying to spot his name amidst the jumble without being caught. Damn, no such luck.
He hoped that he got a useful gift this time. He had amassed an astonishing collection of totally useless gifts over the years including; a pile of socks that he never wore, endless coffee mugs that he never drank out of and the most hideous clock he had ever seen. Strangely enough no-one had ever gotten him porn, or literature of any kind. He didn’t want to think about what that said about his fellows.
He himself always bought kunai for his Secret Santa gift, everyone needed kunai right? This year he had made a special effort, arranging the kunai in a cheap plastic vase like flowers. He hoped that Ino appreciated it. As an afterthought he had also added in several photos that he had taken whilst on his last surveillance mission. What girl didn’t like to look at naked men, faceless of course, especially men involved in suspicious activities together?
Slowly he began circulating through the crowd; greeting his friends and colleagues, making small talk with his students and avoiding everyone else. Eventually he made his way to the Hokage, who was politely sipping punch with several retired nin. He made his greeting, slipping a little something into her palm as he did so. He had gone to quite a bit of effort for that little gift but he was confident that it was a gift befitting the Godaime Hokage.
The tiny, beautifully enamelled, pillbox contained a single seed. A single seed from the most valuable tree ever – medically wise. Every part of the tree was useful in the treatment of illness and disease. The location of the trees was a jealously guarded secret, but Kakashi had stumbled across an unguarded sapling bearing a single seedpod containing one lonely seed. If it could be germinated then it promised to bring Konoha untold wealth, and most likely untold trouble as well.
Hearing familiar laughter from the direction of the buffet table he made his way across the room once again. Filling up a small plate he moved into a darkened corner and cast a quick genjutsu to make it appear that he was reading his little book. Devouring the food with relish, interspersed with quick glances around the room to check for peepers, Kakashi found himself wondering once again what he was going to receive as his gift.
A new med-kit would be nice, a new scarf would be useful and gift voucher for the book store would be highly appreciated. Somehow he doubted that he would get what he wanted but he could always hope. All around him he could hear people gossiping over what they had bought and what they were hoping to receive. Most seemed as cynical as Kakashi but there were a few diehard enthusiasts.
The party seemed to go on for hours before the gift giving was announced. A sudden hush of anticipation fell over the room. A short and whispered debate occurred around the Hokage before one of the mission room chuunin was pushed forward, like a sacrificial lamb, to take the stage. Nervously the man, Kakashi never could remember his name, reached towards the pile and plucked a gift at random. He read out the name and someone at the back shouted out in answer, the gift was then launched through the air to its eager recipient.
Slowly the pile receded. Kakashi wondered idly if Iruka ever got sick of receiving dolphin themed gifts, and just what did Ibiki do with all of the bandanas that he received, he certainly didn’t wear them. Genma was already half-way through one of the lollypops that he had received, again. He craned his neck trying to see if Ino was enjoying her gift, he could hear Sakura giggling madly somewhere close by, so hopefully that meant that she was.
Eventually his own name was called out and a small, square, orange box was tossed his way. His fellow jounin were staring over his shoulder as he un-wrapped it. It wasn’t soft, which was definitely a good sign; it meant that it wasn’t clothing of some sort. There was an awful lot of tissue paper in the box; the paper had little frog designs all over it, Kakashi had the strong suspicion that Jiraiya and Naruto had purchased his gift. A little more cautiously he lifted the paper to reveal a glass oddity.
He looked at it. It was red and green, shaped a bit like a Christmas tree with a yellow ball on the end, yet the bottom was obviously not designed to stand up. His name was spelled out in raised kanji along its length. Kakashi had no idea what it was. Peals of laughter behind him had him turning to see what was so funny, the jounin around him were all cracking up, red faced with hilarity. It wasn’t until he picked the object up that he realised what it was that he was holding. He quickly stuffed it back into the box his face flaming.
“What did you receive Eternal Rival?” came Gai’s voice echoing from across the room where he was standing with he team. Kakashi was at a loss for words and was on the verge of challenging Gai to distract him when he heard someone behind him take a deep breath to answer back. He swung around in desperation, slapping his hands over the offending mouth. He did not want it shouted out across the room that contained, among others, his students and his leader, that Jiraya had sent him a personalised glass butt plug.
The man was going to pay, with interest, next year.