Geisha House Boy
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Naruto AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto AU/AR › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,266
Reviews:
2
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Currently Reading:
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Geisha House Boy
Chapter 1 : Meeting of the Samurai and the Geisha.
It was a rainy night, a night much like most cliche sad stories start. A dark haired woman held close a small bundle close to her chest, tears falling from her eyes and the bundle in her arms vocalized the sobs the woman was holding in.
“He has no reason to be here” a woman standing over the dark haired woman said with anger in her voice, arms crossed over her chest.
“No male has the right to live in a geisha house” she said looking down at the two beneath her.
“NO” the woman cried violently clinging to the child in her arms “He hasn’t done anything, please let me keep him, please, he’s all I have left.” she plead her body shook with tears her grip not loosening from her child. "I'll die if I lose him." she sobbed.
The house mother sighed heavily, her caramel eyes softening up looking at the crying woman.
“Very well, I will spare him solely because he was within you before you came to me. He may stay as long as he works his keep.” She said shaking her head.
“Thank you, Tsunade-Hahaoya” the woman said smiling tears still in her bright blue eyes.
-11 years later-
“Deidara, come here” The geisha mother called to the small blond male. He was dressed in a short light pink kimono, the same as the other children his age, he had long blond hair, some fell over his left eye, and half of it was pulled into a ponytail, the rest lay over his neck. A style this young child would either lose if he chose to stay or keep as he walked out the door leaving the house to follow his father to become a samurai.
“What is it Tsunade-Hahaoya? un” The young boy ran up to the house mother, his hands resting silently at his sides, a smile on his pale face.
“Room 107, Sake only” Tsunade smiled at the young blond. Despite her protests she found that she had grown quite fond of him, and because of his girly face and body he was easily mistaken for one of the other girls, though to her, he was prettier then most of her girls.
“Hai!” His smile widened as he ran off to the kitchen to get the sake. After picking up the tray with the sake and two small cups he went to the room. A room he knew well, the owner of said room, acted as his mother after his own had died a few years prier to this exact date.
‘Knock’ ‘Knock’
Deidara gulped waiting for the okay to go in, then it came; it was a soft, velvet like voice, it was young, but mature.
"Come in."
'He sounds almost too young to be a samurai’ Deidara thought to himself as he opened the door, keeping his eyes low and not looking at the samurai or the Geisha.
“Here is the sake you wanted, sir un” Deidara bowed deeply as he set the try down on the small table. Not raising his eyes, knowing better.
“Thank you” the Samurai said nodding in response.
As Deidara got up to leave the samurai opened his mouth, and once more that velvet voice echoed into Deidara's brain
“I’m sorry, are you a boy?” Deidara froze, no one had ever figured it out, and Deidara did whatever he could to hide the fact that he was indeed one.
“Excuse me?” Deidara said, turning around, a gloved hand pressed to his chest.
“Are you a boy” the samurai repeated himself. Deidara raised his eyes to see the samurais face, something he knew he was forbidden to do. His face flushed when he saw the young samurai; he was no more then 18, he had short spiky red-brown hair, his skin was a light tan color giving him a slight glow in the candle lit room, his eyes where the same color as his hair, only a shade darker. He was in a black yukata, which was widely spread showing a well built chest and upper abdomen line.
Deidara stammered and nodded lightly “Ha-Hai…I’m a boy…” Deidara looked at TenTen, a well used Geisha of the house, she nodded slowly, agreeing it was best to tell the truth.
“Oh, okay, cool” The young samurai smiled.
Deidara's heart fluttered seeing the smile, his face flushed deeply.
"You may take your leave now" the samurai said. Deidara bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him. He then let out a breath he had not known he had been holding.
Deidara leaned against the door he covered his mouth, sighing deeply, shutting his eyes 'oh god...he's so hot...wait...is it wrong to have these thoughts? We’re both guys' Deidara was in a slight panic as he moved down the hall way still covering his mouth.
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A/N: Hope you will enjoy this story, it's not very long but it was, and is my only Sasori X Deidara, and got quite the popularity on Fanfiction.net, I hope it is just as licked here
It was a rainy night, a night much like most cliche sad stories start. A dark haired woman held close a small bundle close to her chest, tears falling from her eyes and the bundle in her arms vocalized the sobs the woman was holding in.
“He has no reason to be here” a woman standing over the dark haired woman said with anger in her voice, arms crossed over her chest.
“No male has the right to live in a geisha house” she said looking down at the two beneath her.
“NO” the woman cried violently clinging to the child in her arms “He hasn’t done anything, please let me keep him, please, he’s all I have left.” she plead her body shook with tears her grip not loosening from her child. "I'll die if I lose him." she sobbed.
The house mother sighed heavily, her caramel eyes softening up looking at the crying woman.
“Very well, I will spare him solely because he was within you before you came to me. He may stay as long as he works his keep.” She said shaking her head.
“Thank you, Tsunade-Hahaoya” the woman said smiling tears still in her bright blue eyes.
-11 years later-
“Deidara, come here” The geisha mother called to the small blond male. He was dressed in a short light pink kimono, the same as the other children his age, he had long blond hair, some fell over his left eye, and half of it was pulled into a ponytail, the rest lay over his neck. A style this young child would either lose if he chose to stay or keep as he walked out the door leaving the house to follow his father to become a samurai.
“What is it Tsunade-Hahaoya? un” The young boy ran up to the house mother, his hands resting silently at his sides, a smile on his pale face.
“Room 107, Sake only” Tsunade smiled at the young blond. Despite her protests she found that she had grown quite fond of him, and because of his girly face and body he was easily mistaken for one of the other girls, though to her, he was prettier then most of her girls.
“Hai!” His smile widened as he ran off to the kitchen to get the sake. After picking up the tray with the sake and two small cups he went to the room. A room he knew well, the owner of said room, acted as his mother after his own had died a few years prier to this exact date.
‘Knock’ ‘Knock’
Deidara gulped waiting for the okay to go in, then it came; it was a soft, velvet like voice, it was young, but mature.
"Come in."
'He sounds almost too young to be a samurai’ Deidara thought to himself as he opened the door, keeping his eyes low and not looking at the samurai or the Geisha.
“Here is the sake you wanted, sir un” Deidara bowed deeply as he set the try down on the small table. Not raising his eyes, knowing better.
“Thank you” the Samurai said nodding in response.
As Deidara got up to leave the samurai opened his mouth, and once more that velvet voice echoed into Deidara's brain
“I’m sorry, are you a boy?” Deidara froze, no one had ever figured it out, and Deidara did whatever he could to hide the fact that he was indeed one.
“Excuse me?” Deidara said, turning around, a gloved hand pressed to his chest.
“Are you a boy” the samurai repeated himself. Deidara raised his eyes to see the samurais face, something he knew he was forbidden to do. His face flushed when he saw the young samurai; he was no more then 18, he had short spiky red-brown hair, his skin was a light tan color giving him a slight glow in the candle lit room, his eyes where the same color as his hair, only a shade darker. He was in a black yukata, which was widely spread showing a well built chest and upper abdomen line.
Deidara stammered and nodded lightly “Ha-Hai…I’m a boy…” Deidara looked at TenTen, a well used Geisha of the house, she nodded slowly, agreeing it was best to tell the truth.
“Oh, okay, cool” The young samurai smiled.
Deidara's heart fluttered seeing the smile, his face flushed deeply.
"You may take your leave now" the samurai said. Deidara bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him. He then let out a breath he had not known he had been holding.
Deidara leaned against the door he covered his mouth, sighing deeply, shutting his eyes 'oh god...he's so hot...wait...is it wrong to have these thoughts? We’re both guys' Deidara was in a slight panic as he moved down the hall way still covering his mouth.
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A/N: Hope you will enjoy this story, it's not very long but it was, and is my only Sasori X Deidara, and got quite the popularity on Fanfiction.net, I hope it is just as licked here