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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,092
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own any Naruto characters, or make money off this rambling fun. This is written strictly for amusement purposes. Neither me or the ones this ficlet(s) are dedicated to own anything of this. K?
Chapter 3
This came out of the utterly random moment, that I couldn't pass up writing. This is a set of ficlets, very short, and no smut. My appologies. But please read anyways.
I will repeat. Neither I nor the people this set is dedicated to, actually own any of these characters in reality. We make no money. We only get perverse enjoyment from this. Hope you enjoy as well.
This chapter may bash a bit on Naruto. I love the kid, but for this clip to come out, it kind of happened. Forgive me. ^^
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This scene is dedicated to my husband and mate, who we will call “Weasel”.
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Naruto wandered through Konoha, horny and dejected. Sakura had turned him down- again. No surprise, really, and he wasn’t infatuated with her anymore. Though she had the audacity to point out that Hinata had been wanting him for as long as he’d been chasing the pink-head. Sighing, he found his feet taking him in the direction of the training grounds her team still occasionally used.
Somewhere between the Hyuuga and Uchiha complexes- which really weren’t that close together- he finally spotted Hinata. She was standing outside a rather quiet little place, alone, and she was trying to hide a little flinch as she carefully stretched. “Hinata-san!”
The well matured girl turned toward him, a little smile on her face. “Naruto-san.” A light blush lingered on her cheeks, but she didn’t react as strongly as she had in the past. Nervous, Naruto scratched at his head as he met Hinata’s eyes. It was something he wasn’t used to but he liked the pale violet orbs. They suited her, really. “Um, hey... I know it was awfully slow of me but I realized you’ve been following me and crushing on me for quite a while. I was wondering...”
Hinata got a little pinker, and she shook her head. “Sorry, Naruto. Someone else came into my life, and I really like him. He takes care of me...” She reached back and peeled up the edge of her shirt. There was an elegant tribal tattoo sweeping from one hip to another, and above was embossed a stylish script. ‘Weasel- sama’ scrolled in brilliant green, over the black swirls. Tips were done in silver and violet highlights, almost lost in the rather pink skin. It had obviously been partially healed- the skin wasn’t raw, just sensitive and fresh looking. The shirt descended and shocked blue eyes lifted.
“Who the heck is Weasel?” Hinata just shrugged and smiled softly before she walked away, heading home. Naruto stared after her, mouth hanging open and eyes flickering from blue to red.
“Hey dobe, close your mouth before something flies in it.”
Naruto’s body twitched, before red glowering orbs turned sideways, onto the lone Uchiha. Sasuke had a brief moment to wonder just what had happened before a leaping body bowled him down the street, creating riots through the previously quiet village.
________ The End _______
I will repeat. Neither I nor the people this set is dedicated to, actually own any of these characters in reality. We make no money. We only get perverse enjoyment from this. Hope you enjoy as well.
This chapter may bash a bit on Naruto. I love the kid, but for this clip to come out, it kind of happened. Forgive me. ^^
______________
This scene is dedicated to my husband and mate, who we will call “Weasel”.
______________
Naruto wandered through Konoha, horny and dejected. Sakura had turned him down- again. No surprise, really, and he wasn’t infatuated with her anymore. Though she had the audacity to point out that Hinata had been wanting him for as long as he’d been chasing the pink-head. Sighing, he found his feet taking him in the direction of the training grounds her team still occasionally used.
Somewhere between the Hyuuga and Uchiha complexes- which really weren’t that close together- he finally spotted Hinata. She was standing outside a rather quiet little place, alone, and she was trying to hide a little flinch as she carefully stretched. “Hinata-san!”
The well matured girl turned toward him, a little smile on her face. “Naruto-san.” A light blush lingered on her cheeks, but she didn’t react as strongly as she had in the past. Nervous, Naruto scratched at his head as he met Hinata’s eyes. It was something he wasn’t used to but he liked the pale violet orbs. They suited her, really. “Um, hey... I know it was awfully slow of me but I realized you’ve been following me and crushing on me for quite a while. I was wondering...”
Hinata got a little pinker, and she shook her head. “Sorry, Naruto. Someone else came into my life, and I really like him. He takes care of me...” She reached back and peeled up the edge of her shirt. There was an elegant tribal tattoo sweeping from one hip to another, and above was embossed a stylish script. ‘Weasel- sama’ scrolled in brilliant green, over the black swirls. Tips were done in silver and violet highlights, almost lost in the rather pink skin. It had obviously been partially healed- the skin wasn’t raw, just sensitive and fresh looking. The shirt descended and shocked blue eyes lifted.
“Who the heck is Weasel?” Hinata just shrugged and smiled softly before she walked away, heading home. Naruto stared after her, mouth hanging open and eyes flickering from blue to red.
“Hey dobe, close your mouth before something flies in it.”
Naruto’s body twitched, before red glowering orbs turned sideways, onto the lone Uchiha. Sasuke had a brief moment to wonder just what had happened before a leaping body bowled him down the street, creating riots through the previously quiet village.
________ The End _______