Almost Sucks
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Adult +
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Like flying
Almost Sucks
by Mashiro
Naruto fandom, series, no spoilers
AU, BOYS LOVE: Naruto x Sasuke, Kakashi x Iruka, Lee x Gaara
first version: September 5th 2006, Tuesday
second version: October 10th 2008, Friday
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DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the rights to the Naruto series or characters and I make no money writing this. I’m just a fan. This is fan fiction.
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36: Like flying
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Ino and Sasuke
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They had planned to stay in the arena because Sasuke was inexperienced and Iruka wanted them to stay together. Iruka was going to take the first shift, let the horse spend some energy and calm down, then Sasuke would give the riding thing a try. Sasuke didn’t know why he had agreed; didn’t know why the thing felt interesting, but it did. The horse Iruka had brought was big, even bigger than Ino’s, but Sasuke wanted to try it.
Ino had brought her horse along as well, the one Sasuke had met before; Ursa, wasn’t it? She had warmed up with Iruka, the horses moving on a row along the edges of the arena; first walking, then running a little, then running a little even faster. They had planned to stay in the arena the whole time but after a while Iruka, the man’s cheeks red from the riding, had come over to Sasuke, perched on the fence, smiling apologetically and asked if it was alright if he went out for a bit. ‘It’s been years since I had a good race,’ he had said. Ino had laughed and teased him about being a kid. Iruka’s cheeks had gotten even redder and he had shouted to Ino that then he was in good company. Sasuke had shrugged and said he didn’t mind. Iruka had steered the horse outside the fence and set off in a slow run that quickly turned faster until Sasuke really couldn’t help but worry for him. Man and horse had soon disappeared behind a gathering of trees.
“We used to do that all the time,” Ino said and came over to Sasuke’s part of the fence with her horse. “Me and Ursa, he loves it. It’s been a while now though, he got hurt last year.”
“Really?” Sasuke frowned.
“Yeah,” Ino ran her hand down the horse’s neck, her eyes fixed on the shining, dark fur. “He’ll be fine though. He’ll have to be fine, he’s my baby boy. Aren’t you, baby boy?”
Her teeth were gripping her lower lip and for a moment she was frowning. But then the seriousness disappeared and the smile was back on her face.
“Are you nervous yet?” she asked and winked. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“I’m not nervous,” he grumbled; unsure whether that was entirely true, but sure that it was true enough that he didn’t have to say he was. “There’s no way Iruka would let me do anything that was dangerous, he’s too much of a wimp for that.”
Ino giggled.
“He does worry a lot,” she said. “But I like him, he’s nice. I mean, he cares.”
“I suppose.”
“I wish my dad had been more like him.”
When Sasuke glanced over at her, the frown on Ino’s face turned to a not overly happy smile.
“He was an asshole,” she said, her eyes focused on her hands that fiddled with the dark strands of Ursa’s mane. “Completely useless. Mom kicked him out years ago. Just as well.”
Then she looked up and had to squint because the sun had come out from the clouds again and hit her face.
“Hey, Sasuke-kun. Do you know your real parents?”
For a moment Sasuke wondered how she knew; then he realized it wasn’t much of a secret, that Kakashi wasn’t his real dad. But before he could say anything Ino slapped a hand over her face and apologized.
“I didn’t mean to ask you that,” she said, embarrassed. “I’m so sorry, I… I get nervous and talk too much. Okay, I’ll shut up now. I’m sorry.”
Sasuke huffed and looked out over the fields. For some reason it hadn’t been cut yet, like most of the other fields. He wondered why, but not enough to ask. There was a slight wind today, chilly, and the grass moved slowly, leisurely. The sky was blue, where the clouds let it show. Since they left Sachiko-baachan’s house, more and more sky had gotten visible.
“It’s fine,” he said and didn’t look at Ino; not because he didn’t want to look at her but because he liked the view of the grass. It reminded him of water.
It reminded him of that lake his family had taken trips to when he was a kid. His brother had crouched and let Sasuke climb up on his shoulders in the water, then he had stood up quickly, sending Sasuke flying high before splashing down into the water again. It had felt like he was flying, and for a short moment he was. He still remembered how it had made his stomach feel.
Sasuke still had pictures from those trips, and a video clip. No one had let him destroy them when he had wanted to and these days... he was starting to become grateful of that.
“I did know them,” he said. “They were nice.”
“Okay,” Ino said. Her voice was subdued, her cheerfulness gone. Sasuke sensed she wanted to apologize again, but somehow kept herself from it. He didn’t mind her question, not really. People very rarely asked him about his parents; Naruto hadn’t even asked yet, that said a lot. The stupid, usually so talkative... Sasuke rolled his eyes and grumbled just thinking about him. Naruto probably worried about Sasuke being alone with Ino, and he would go crazy if he knew they were talking like this. So stupid. But he could have that, the bastard, for sneaking off like that without saying a thing. The Konohamaru brat was probably in heaven.
“You shouldn’t fall in love with me,” Sasuke said; not because he wanted to be cruel or teasing, but the opposite. He turned halfway and glanced up at Ino. She was blushing and looked like she didn’t quite know what to do with herself. Was he really that special?
“I’m seeing this guy,” he said then.
She looked sort of confused at first, frowning; then she blushed even more and for a moment looked like the world had crashed down on her head. Sasuke had time to wonder if horses ran over people if their riders told them to and if they could break through an arena fence. Then Ino broke out laughing. Ursa threw up his head, flicked his ears and took some steps to the side. She was leaning over his neck, keeping herself steady with her hands on the saddle. Sasuke frowned at first, then he rolled his eyes and fought his own smile but lost. He turned so she wouldn’t see.
“I thought it was just a myth!” she gasped out eventually.
Ino said that she meant the way everyone (and by 'everyone' she most likely meant a few people on not very serious TV shows) said the hottest guys were always gay. Iruka was on his way back when she managed to stop laughing, at a slower pace than he had left in. She had tears running down her face and was desperately trying to dry them off. In the end she whined, sadly and pouted, looked like she was about to really start crying. But she never asked who the guy was, and Sasuke didn’t feel like mentioning it.
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by Mashiro
Naruto fandom, series, no spoilers
AU, BOYS LOVE: Naruto x Sasuke, Kakashi x Iruka, Lee x Gaara
first version: September 5th 2006, Tuesday
second version: October 10th 2008, Friday
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DISCLAIMER: I don’t own the rights to the Naruto series or characters and I make no money writing this. I’m just a fan. This is fan fiction.
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36: Like flying
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Ino and Sasuke
.
.
They had planned to stay in the arena because Sasuke was inexperienced and Iruka wanted them to stay together. Iruka was going to take the first shift, let the horse spend some energy and calm down, then Sasuke would give the riding thing a try. Sasuke didn’t know why he had agreed; didn’t know why the thing felt interesting, but it did. The horse Iruka had brought was big, even bigger than Ino’s, but Sasuke wanted to try it.
Ino had brought her horse along as well, the one Sasuke had met before; Ursa, wasn’t it? She had warmed up with Iruka, the horses moving on a row along the edges of the arena; first walking, then running a little, then running a little even faster. They had planned to stay in the arena the whole time but after a while Iruka, the man’s cheeks red from the riding, had come over to Sasuke, perched on the fence, smiling apologetically and asked if it was alright if he went out for a bit. ‘It’s been years since I had a good race,’ he had said. Ino had laughed and teased him about being a kid. Iruka’s cheeks had gotten even redder and he had shouted to Ino that then he was in good company. Sasuke had shrugged and said he didn’t mind. Iruka had steered the horse outside the fence and set off in a slow run that quickly turned faster until Sasuke really couldn’t help but worry for him. Man and horse had soon disappeared behind a gathering of trees.
“We used to do that all the time,” Ino said and came over to Sasuke’s part of the fence with her horse. “Me and Ursa, he loves it. It’s been a while now though, he got hurt last year.”
“Really?” Sasuke frowned.
“Yeah,” Ino ran her hand down the horse’s neck, her eyes fixed on the shining, dark fur. “He’ll be fine though. He’ll have to be fine, he’s my baby boy. Aren’t you, baby boy?”
Her teeth were gripping her lower lip and for a moment she was frowning. But then the seriousness disappeared and the smile was back on her face.
“Are you nervous yet?” she asked and winked. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“I’m not nervous,” he grumbled; unsure whether that was entirely true, but sure that it was true enough that he didn’t have to say he was. “There’s no way Iruka would let me do anything that was dangerous, he’s too much of a wimp for that.”
Ino giggled.
“He does worry a lot,” she said. “But I like him, he’s nice. I mean, he cares.”
“I suppose.”
“I wish my dad had been more like him.”
When Sasuke glanced over at her, the frown on Ino’s face turned to a not overly happy smile.
“He was an asshole,” she said, her eyes focused on her hands that fiddled with the dark strands of Ursa’s mane. “Completely useless. Mom kicked him out years ago. Just as well.”
Then she looked up and had to squint because the sun had come out from the clouds again and hit her face.
“Hey, Sasuke-kun. Do you know your real parents?”
For a moment Sasuke wondered how she knew; then he realized it wasn’t much of a secret, that Kakashi wasn’t his real dad. But before he could say anything Ino slapped a hand over her face and apologized.
“I didn’t mean to ask you that,” she said, embarrassed. “I’m so sorry, I… I get nervous and talk too much. Okay, I’ll shut up now. I’m sorry.”
Sasuke huffed and looked out over the fields. For some reason it hadn’t been cut yet, like most of the other fields. He wondered why, but not enough to ask. There was a slight wind today, chilly, and the grass moved slowly, leisurely. The sky was blue, where the clouds let it show. Since they left Sachiko-baachan’s house, more and more sky had gotten visible.
“It’s fine,” he said and didn’t look at Ino; not because he didn’t want to look at her but because he liked the view of the grass. It reminded him of water.
It reminded him of that lake his family had taken trips to when he was a kid. His brother had crouched and let Sasuke climb up on his shoulders in the water, then he had stood up quickly, sending Sasuke flying high before splashing down into the water again. It had felt like he was flying, and for a short moment he was. He still remembered how it had made his stomach feel.
Sasuke still had pictures from those trips, and a video clip. No one had let him destroy them when he had wanted to and these days... he was starting to become grateful of that.
“I did know them,” he said. “They were nice.”
“Okay,” Ino said. Her voice was subdued, her cheerfulness gone. Sasuke sensed she wanted to apologize again, but somehow kept herself from it. He didn’t mind her question, not really. People very rarely asked him about his parents; Naruto hadn’t even asked yet, that said a lot. The stupid, usually so talkative... Sasuke rolled his eyes and grumbled just thinking about him. Naruto probably worried about Sasuke being alone with Ino, and he would go crazy if he knew they were talking like this. So stupid. But he could have that, the bastard, for sneaking off like that without saying a thing. The Konohamaru brat was probably in heaven.
“You shouldn’t fall in love with me,” Sasuke said; not because he wanted to be cruel or teasing, but the opposite. He turned halfway and glanced up at Ino. She was blushing and looked like she didn’t quite know what to do with herself. Was he really that special?
“I’m seeing this guy,” he said then.
She looked sort of confused at first, frowning; then she blushed even more and for a moment looked like the world had crashed down on her head. Sasuke had time to wonder if horses ran over people if their riders told them to and if they could break through an arena fence. Then Ino broke out laughing. Ursa threw up his head, flicked his ears and took some steps to the side. She was leaning over his neck, keeping herself steady with her hands on the saddle. Sasuke frowned at first, then he rolled his eyes and fought his own smile but lost. He turned so she wouldn’t see.
“I thought it was just a myth!” she gasped out eventually.
Ino said that she meant the way everyone (and by 'everyone' she most likely meant a few people on not very serious TV shows) said the hottest guys were always gay. Iruka was on his way back when she managed to stop laughing, at a slower pace than he had left in. She had tears running down her face and was desperately trying to dry them off. In the end she whined, sadly and pouted, looked like she was about to really start crying. But she never asked who the guy was, and Sasuke didn’t feel like mentioning it.
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