Kaisoo suru
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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,059
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 7
Title: Kaisoo Suru
Ratings: R… for now
Pairings: Sasu/Naru, Shika/Ino, Gaara/Naru
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Naruto. The wonderful kishimoto-san does. *sighs* Hmm… Maybe if we all pray hard enough he’ll turn into a yaoi fanboy! *is dead serious*
“blah” speech
‘blah’ thoughts
--someplace-- change in setting/time
**blah** flashback
(AN: random babble) author notes
Notes: Haha! I am alive… kinda… in a half ass roundabout sort of way. I had been hoping to get chapter 7 out before last week, but I got sidetracked. (there was a convention among other things!!) Blah… my arm hurts… Damn you, you evil faeries that live in the wall!! *shakes first threateningly at wall* Oh yea… is it me or the chapters starting to get shorter? Hmm… ah well, I’ll figure it out when I don’t feel too lazy. (that will be long time from now) Well, have fun reading and don’t get lost like I did!
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Previously…
Naruto shivered pleasurably at the feel of soft warm fingers entwining with his own. “Um… I think that Shikamaru was right…” He mumbled. “Maybe we should um… leave. This is kinda embarrassing guys.” Iruka chuckled. “I think that Naruto’s right. Let’s go.” He and Kakashi led the three young men out of the small café and to their -Iruka and Kakashi’s- apartment. Throughout the walk both Gaara and Sasuke and had themselves firmly onto one of Naruto’s arm and glared at the other over the shorter blonde’s head. The entire walk, Naruto blushed and stared at the ground praying to whatever gods existed that nobody he knew saw him. ‘Damn.’
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‘Oh crap. Oh crap… Argh! Damn them!’ Naruto wailed. During the entire walk to Iruka’s apartment both Gaara and Sasuke had held one of his hands, thus eliciting many stares from nearby people. He thought that the horror would end once they got to Iruka’s place, but he was mistaken. Very mistaken. “Umm Gaara…” he muttered embarrassedly. “Why are you sitting in my lap?” Yes, you read right. Standoffish, I-glare-at-anything-and-everything Gaara had, upon entering the apartment, dragged Naruto to the comfiest chair and plopped himself in the startled blonde’s lap. Meanwhile Sasuke was cursing his lack of foresight, all the while glancing nervously at Naruto.
Kakashi watched as Gaara shifted in Naruto lap and had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing hysterically. ‘This is just too good!’ Chuckling he sat down next to Iruka on the black leather sofa, wrapping his arm around the brunette. Iruka merely raised a brow when he noticed where Gaara choose to sit, but deemed it best not to say anything. ‘Poor Naruto-kun will probably pass out from blushing so much.’ He blushed. ‘Hope that doesn’t happen… he might get molested… oh my god…’ Iruka watched confusedly as Sasuke forcibly removed the now very pissed and very possessive red head from Naruto’s lap. Sasuke then hauled the blonde out of the chair, sat in said chair and pulled a very confused Naruto into his lap, wrapping his arms securely around the others boy’s waist.
“What the fuck!!” Naruto squeaked. ‘Wonderful Naruto… absolutely great time to freeze.’ He chided internally. He squirmed in the raven-haired boy arms, desperately trying to get free. “Lemme go bastard!” Naruto elbowed Sasuke in the face, thus allowing him to remove himself from the other boy. “Pervert!” He screamed one last time before he hurried out of the room into the hallway that led to the bathroom. The bathroom had a window that he knew from experience he could force open, allowing him to leave.
As soon as he heard the click on the lock, Kakashi burst out laughing earning him glares from the two young men. It was just too funny! Iruka on the other hand sighed. He already knew that Naruto was going to leave through the window. Not that he blamed him. “Leave him alone for now guys. He needs to clam down.” Iruka stated. Luckily, Gaara hadn’t been over the first time that Naruto had used the escape route which meant that Gaara wouldn’t be able to predict what the blonde would do and head him off. ‘Now all I have to do is keep them here… which I doubt will be easy.’
Kakashi gasped for breath as his laughter finally died down. “Oh, this is almost too entertaining!” Completely disregarding the flesh freezing glares that were pinned on him he turned to Iruka. “How long do you think Naru-chan will keep himself locked in the bathroom?” Iruka sighed, relieved that Kakashi hadn’t said anything stupid like “Do you think he’ll climb out the window?” If the silver-haired man had, Iruka would have beaten the living shit out of Kakashi and then locked him in their closet… again. “I don’t know.” He answered, then added, “We might as well talk about… something… while we’re waiting.” He looked pointedly at Gaara and then Sasuke. “And when he does come out both of you,” He glared, “will not touch him.” Gaara nodded in agreement, while Sasuke glared at Iruka before muttering “Fine.”
--Alley beside Iruka’s apartment--
Naruto dropped to the ground gracefully, finally free. ‘Now where to go…’ He immediately decided against going to his apartment since that would be the first place that Gaara would look. After going threw the list of places that Gaara would look first, he finally settled on Jiraiya’s house. ‘Hope the old perv is home. It would really suck to hike all the way there and end up being locked out.’ Destination in mind, Naruto set off in the direction of his adopted father’s house. “Why were the two of them being so clingy and jealous?” he mused aloud. It didn’t make sense in his mind. He had just met Sasuke and yet it felt like he had known the other boy for his entire life. Then there was Gaara. It wasn’t that unusual for Gaara to get possessive when people hit on the blonde, but he had never been that… touchy. Normally he’d just tell people to fuck off before he ripped their throats out or break both their arms… both of which were very effective deterrents. ‘Gee, I wonder why?’ He thought sarcastically. It was all too much. “I can’t deal with this shit.” He mumbled to himself as he walked down the quiet street that Jiraiya lived on. ‘Got here faster than I thought.’ Once he got to the door of the old man’s home he rang the doorbell and then knocked loudly. Naruto heard a thump and then a slightly muffled string of curses before the door was practically ripped open by an enraged pervert..
“Dammit! For the last time I wasn’t taking pictures of…” Jiraiya trailed off as he noticed that standing before him was his son -well one of them- and not the enraged neighbor he had expected it to be. “What, or more likely who, are you being accused if taking pictures of old man?” Naruto asked, grinning. Jiraiya, who deigned it better not to answer, move aside allowing the blonde to walk in. He followed Naruto into the living room where the blonde unceremoniously plopped onto his couch. “Well? What’s up brat? I know you’re not here to visit.” Jiraiya asked as soon as the blonde was comfortable. Naruto glanced at his father and sighed. “I was afraid of being molested.” Jiraiya snorted. “By who? As if Gaara would let anyone within three feet of you.” Naruto glared murder at the old man –of course, the effect was kinda ruined by the blush that adorned his face. “Normally, I’d agree with you, but seeing as Gaara is one of the people I’m running from…” he trailed off, turning his glare from Jiraiya to the ceiling.
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at that. “Really? And who is the other person that you’re running from?” He asked slyly. ‘Mwahaha! This is too rich!’ Naruto sighed and began the task off retelling the entire day’s events, starting from what had happened when he had woken that morning and ending with his arrival on Jiraiya’s doorstep. All the while Jiraiya nodded encouragingly and chuckled quietly. Realizing that Naruto was done talking he sighed. “Alright brat. You can camp out here until you’re ready, but if Gaara or that Sasuke kid come looking for you I’ll be pointing them in your direction.” Naruto glared and started yelling. When the blonde demanded a reason as to why the old man would rat him out, Jiraiya simply responded with “I, for one, like my head where it is. Attached to my body.” Naruto nodded understandingly, then turned and headed for the stairs that lead to his old bedroom. Once inside he sighed and flopped onto his bed inhaling the scent of his first real home. ‘I miss this place sometimes…’ he thought to himself before he drifted of to sleep.
Jiraiya’s eyes followed the blonde up the stairs and he sighed when he heard a door close quietly. It had been awhile since either Naruto or Gaara had come to visit. Too long. He grumbled when he heard a knock at his front door. ‘Hope it isn’t Gaara.’ He chuckled. Upon opening the door he saw that it was not his other son as he had expected but a young girl. A very familiar young girl. “Hey old man. Nice to see you.”
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It’s finally done. Yay me. *sighs tiredly* Thanks for reading everyone. Blah. Uh… it will probably be a while before I update again, sooo… yea. Please Review.
Ratings: R… for now
Pairings: Sasu/Naru, Shika/Ino, Gaara/Naru
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Naruto. The wonderful kishimoto-san does. *sighs* Hmm… Maybe if we all pray hard enough he’ll turn into a yaoi fanboy! *is dead serious*
“blah” speech
‘blah’ thoughts
--someplace-- change in setting/time
**blah** flashback
(AN: random babble) author notes
Notes: Haha! I am alive… kinda… in a half ass roundabout sort of way. I had been hoping to get chapter 7 out before last week, but I got sidetracked. (there was a convention among other things!!) Blah… my arm hurts… Damn you, you evil faeries that live in the wall!! *shakes first threateningly at wall* Oh yea… is it me or the chapters starting to get shorter? Hmm… ah well, I’ll figure it out when I don’t feel too lazy. (that will be long time from now) Well, have fun reading and don’t get lost like I did!
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Previously…
Naruto shivered pleasurably at the feel of soft warm fingers entwining with his own. “Um… I think that Shikamaru was right…” He mumbled. “Maybe we should um… leave. This is kinda embarrassing guys.” Iruka chuckled. “I think that Naruto’s right. Let’s go.” He and Kakashi led the three young men out of the small café and to their -Iruka and Kakashi’s- apartment. Throughout the walk both Gaara and Sasuke and had themselves firmly onto one of Naruto’s arm and glared at the other over the shorter blonde’s head. The entire walk, Naruto blushed and stared at the ground praying to whatever gods existed that nobody he knew saw him. ‘Damn.’
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‘Oh crap. Oh crap… Argh! Damn them!’ Naruto wailed. During the entire walk to Iruka’s apartment both Gaara and Sasuke had held one of his hands, thus eliciting many stares from nearby people. He thought that the horror would end once they got to Iruka’s place, but he was mistaken. Very mistaken. “Umm Gaara…” he muttered embarrassedly. “Why are you sitting in my lap?” Yes, you read right. Standoffish, I-glare-at-anything-and-everything Gaara had, upon entering the apartment, dragged Naruto to the comfiest chair and plopped himself in the startled blonde’s lap. Meanwhile Sasuke was cursing his lack of foresight, all the while glancing nervously at Naruto.
Kakashi watched as Gaara shifted in Naruto lap and had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing hysterically. ‘This is just too good!’ Chuckling he sat down next to Iruka on the black leather sofa, wrapping his arm around the brunette. Iruka merely raised a brow when he noticed where Gaara choose to sit, but deemed it best not to say anything. ‘Poor Naruto-kun will probably pass out from blushing so much.’ He blushed. ‘Hope that doesn’t happen… he might get molested… oh my god…’ Iruka watched confusedly as Sasuke forcibly removed the now very pissed and very possessive red head from Naruto’s lap. Sasuke then hauled the blonde out of the chair, sat in said chair and pulled a very confused Naruto into his lap, wrapping his arms securely around the others boy’s waist.
“What the fuck!!” Naruto squeaked. ‘Wonderful Naruto… absolutely great time to freeze.’ He chided internally. He squirmed in the raven-haired boy arms, desperately trying to get free. “Lemme go bastard!” Naruto elbowed Sasuke in the face, thus allowing him to remove himself from the other boy. “Pervert!” He screamed one last time before he hurried out of the room into the hallway that led to the bathroom. The bathroom had a window that he knew from experience he could force open, allowing him to leave.
As soon as he heard the click on the lock, Kakashi burst out laughing earning him glares from the two young men. It was just too funny! Iruka on the other hand sighed. He already knew that Naruto was going to leave through the window. Not that he blamed him. “Leave him alone for now guys. He needs to clam down.” Iruka stated. Luckily, Gaara hadn’t been over the first time that Naruto had used the escape route which meant that Gaara wouldn’t be able to predict what the blonde would do and head him off. ‘Now all I have to do is keep them here… which I doubt will be easy.’
Kakashi gasped for breath as his laughter finally died down. “Oh, this is almost too entertaining!” Completely disregarding the flesh freezing glares that were pinned on him he turned to Iruka. “How long do you think Naru-chan will keep himself locked in the bathroom?” Iruka sighed, relieved that Kakashi hadn’t said anything stupid like “Do you think he’ll climb out the window?” If the silver-haired man had, Iruka would have beaten the living shit out of Kakashi and then locked him in their closet… again. “I don’t know.” He answered, then added, “We might as well talk about… something… while we’re waiting.” He looked pointedly at Gaara and then Sasuke. “And when he does come out both of you,” He glared, “will not touch him.” Gaara nodded in agreement, while Sasuke glared at Iruka before muttering “Fine.”
--Alley beside Iruka’s apartment--
Naruto dropped to the ground gracefully, finally free. ‘Now where to go…’ He immediately decided against going to his apartment since that would be the first place that Gaara would look. After going threw the list of places that Gaara would look first, he finally settled on Jiraiya’s house. ‘Hope the old perv is home. It would really suck to hike all the way there and end up being locked out.’ Destination in mind, Naruto set off in the direction of his adopted father’s house. “Why were the two of them being so clingy and jealous?” he mused aloud. It didn’t make sense in his mind. He had just met Sasuke and yet it felt like he had known the other boy for his entire life. Then there was Gaara. It wasn’t that unusual for Gaara to get possessive when people hit on the blonde, but he had never been that… touchy. Normally he’d just tell people to fuck off before he ripped their throats out or break both their arms… both of which were very effective deterrents. ‘Gee, I wonder why?’ He thought sarcastically. It was all too much. “I can’t deal with this shit.” He mumbled to himself as he walked down the quiet street that Jiraiya lived on. ‘Got here faster than I thought.’ Once he got to the door of the old man’s home he rang the doorbell and then knocked loudly. Naruto heard a thump and then a slightly muffled string of curses before the door was practically ripped open by an enraged pervert..
“Dammit! For the last time I wasn’t taking pictures of…” Jiraiya trailed off as he noticed that standing before him was his son -well one of them- and not the enraged neighbor he had expected it to be. “What, or more likely who, are you being accused if taking pictures of old man?” Naruto asked, grinning. Jiraiya, who deigned it better not to answer, move aside allowing the blonde to walk in. He followed Naruto into the living room where the blonde unceremoniously plopped onto his couch. “Well? What’s up brat? I know you’re not here to visit.” Jiraiya asked as soon as the blonde was comfortable. Naruto glanced at his father and sighed. “I was afraid of being molested.” Jiraiya snorted. “By who? As if Gaara would let anyone within three feet of you.” Naruto glared murder at the old man –of course, the effect was kinda ruined by the blush that adorned his face. “Normally, I’d agree with you, but seeing as Gaara is one of the people I’m running from…” he trailed off, turning his glare from Jiraiya to the ceiling.
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at that. “Really? And who is the other person that you’re running from?” He asked slyly. ‘Mwahaha! This is too rich!’ Naruto sighed and began the task off retelling the entire day’s events, starting from what had happened when he had woken that morning and ending with his arrival on Jiraiya’s doorstep. All the while Jiraiya nodded encouragingly and chuckled quietly. Realizing that Naruto was done talking he sighed. “Alright brat. You can camp out here until you’re ready, but if Gaara or that Sasuke kid come looking for you I’ll be pointing them in your direction.” Naruto glared and started yelling. When the blonde demanded a reason as to why the old man would rat him out, Jiraiya simply responded with “I, for one, like my head where it is. Attached to my body.” Naruto nodded understandingly, then turned and headed for the stairs that lead to his old bedroom. Once inside he sighed and flopped onto his bed inhaling the scent of his first real home. ‘I miss this place sometimes…’ he thought to himself before he drifted of to sleep.
Jiraiya’s eyes followed the blonde up the stairs and he sighed when he heard a door close quietly. It had been awhile since either Naruto or Gaara had come to visit. Too long. He grumbled when he heard a knock at his front door. ‘Hope it isn’t Gaara.’ He chuckled. Upon opening the door he saw that it was not his other son as he had expected but a young girl. A very familiar young girl. “Hey old man. Nice to see you.”
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It’s finally done. Yay me. *sighs tiredly* Thanks for reading everyone. Blah. Uh… it will probably be a while before I update again, sooo… yea. Please Review.