[Drabbles]
Naruto, Shika/Chouji, SasuNaru, whole lot of crack.
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This one was the first written with this opening line but I didn't like it. Now I do.
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Sasuke came back, heavily supported by Naruto, with three broken ribs and a fractured leg, not to mention mental injuries that would take far longer to heal.
When they were finally allowed to see him, Sakura went straight to his side, while Naruto hovered around the door, unsure if he was supposed to apologize or fret or look all smug, but Sasuke was very pale still, so he decided to just be quiet for once and watch.
Sasuke surprised them all when he beckoned the blond over, and then definitely freaked them out when he thanked Naruto.
Naruto wondered how strong exactly the drugs were that they had given him.
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Yes, this one is short but I can't find a way to end it -_-;
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The first time Shikamaru had sex, it was with Ino when they were sixteen, and the details flew around Konoha three hours after they parted.
“How was it, really?” Chouji asked later.
“Hot and sticky. Too troublesome for a repeat.” Shikamaru replied.
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Shikamaru took one look at Chouji and swore. It was one of THOSE times again.
“Shikamaru?” Chouji asked quietly, looking down at his hands. “Why do you keep me around you?”
Shikamaru wanted to roll his eyes. “Stop being stupid,” he said, hands in his pocket as he stood in front of his best friend. “You’re a nice guy, you’re strong, we’re best friends, and we go through this every three weeks it seems.”
Chouji laughed weakly. “I know, but yesterday I overheard -“
“It doesn’t matter what you overheard,” Shikamaru said, and sat down heavily next to Chouji, laying down on his back in the same movement.
Chouji was quiet for a moment, then twisted to look down at Shikamaru, whose eyes were closed. “Are you-“
“I’m sure, Chouji.” Without opening his eyes, Shikamaru reached for the other guy’s hand. “Without Chouji, there’s no InoShikaCho. Without InoShikaCho, well, the world would be a lot boring.”
“Thanks, I think.”
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More random crack.
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Sasuke woke three days after his seventeeth birthday, in the village of Konoha. His mouth was dry and his head was hurting and the stark white of the hospital room made his head hurt.
He was surrounded on all sides. Not just by the ANBU members that were standing against the hospital walls, but…
Sakura and Naruto were both drowsing on the chairs on either side of him, rings under their eyes, in wrinkled clothes, with messy, dull hair.
Despite himself, despite the situation, Sasuke smiled.
Teamwork was more common the people thought.
The three genin teams that were established in childhood became alliances in adulthood, if they lived that long, and several of the teams moved in together in that awkward stage between childhood and marriage.
Team Seven was one of these.
Sasuke woke up to dishes smashing in the kitchen, Sakura screaming at Naruto, Naruto yelling back, and two empty places around him in the bed.
Sasuke wanted to rebuild the Uchiha clan. However, his biggest obstacle in this path was…
He was gay. So very very gay. So gay it made the Nine Tail’s seal on Naruto’s stomach (which he knew so very well) look straight.
His solution.
Naruto and Sexy No Jutsu. After all, why not blatantly abuse Naruto’s chakra stores?
*Note: Kyuubi doesn't look gay. It's a curved line. Therefore, Not Straight. Hahaha, get it? Bad joke
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Finally:
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When they turned eighteen, something changed drastically. Several of them got married, several of them became ANBU. Sasuke Uchiha, however . . .
“Cheer up.” Naruto said one day to his teammate.
Sasuke looked up at him from behind the dark rimmed fake glasses. “I don’t do cheering up,” he said flatly. “Not with my life, and I still haven’t avenged my clan, and you look too bright you know.”
Naruto just stared at him, from the earring in his left ear to the dark, heavy clothes he wore, and was that eyeliner under his eyes?
“I repeat,” Naruto said, rolling his eyes. “Cheer up, Emo kid.”
Best phrase ever.
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This one was the first written with this opening line but I didn't like it. Now I do.
.
Sasuke came back, heavily supported by Naruto, with three broken ribs and a fractured leg, not to mention mental injuries that would take far longer to heal.
When they were finally allowed to see him, Sakura went straight to his side, while Naruto hovered around the door, unsure if he was supposed to apologize or fret or look all smug, but Sasuke was very pale still, so he decided to just be quiet for once and watch.
Sasuke surprised them all when he beckoned the blond over, and then definitely freaked them out when he thanked Naruto.
Naruto wondered how strong exactly the drugs were that they had given him.
.
.
Yes, this one is short but I can't find a way to end it -_-;
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The first time Shikamaru had sex, it was with Ino when they were sixteen, and the details flew around Konoha three hours after they parted.
“How was it, really?” Chouji asked later.
“Hot and sticky. Too troublesome for a repeat.” Shikamaru replied.
.
.
.
Shikamaru took one look at Chouji and swore. It was one of THOSE times again.
“Shikamaru?” Chouji asked quietly, looking down at his hands. “Why do you keep me around you?”
Shikamaru wanted to roll his eyes. “Stop being stupid,” he said, hands in his pocket as he stood in front of his best friend. “You’re a nice guy, you’re strong, we’re best friends, and we go through this every three weeks it seems.”
Chouji laughed weakly. “I know, but yesterday I overheard -“
“It doesn’t matter what you overheard,” Shikamaru said, and sat down heavily next to Chouji, laying down on his back in the same movement.
Chouji was quiet for a moment, then twisted to look down at Shikamaru, whose eyes were closed. “Are you-“
“I’m sure, Chouji.” Without opening his eyes, Shikamaru reached for the other guy’s hand. “Without Chouji, there’s no InoShikaCho. Without InoShikaCho, well, the world would be a lot boring.”
“Thanks, I think.”
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More random crack.
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Sasuke woke three days after his seventeeth birthday, in the village of Konoha. His mouth was dry and his head was hurting and the stark white of the hospital room made his head hurt.
He was surrounded on all sides. Not just by the ANBU members that were standing against the hospital walls, but…
Sakura and Naruto were both drowsing on the chairs on either side of him, rings under their eyes, in wrinkled clothes, with messy, dull hair.
Despite himself, despite the situation, Sasuke smiled.
Teamwork was more common the people thought.
The three genin teams that were established in childhood became alliances in adulthood, if they lived that long, and several of the teams moved in together in that awkward stage between childhood and marriage.
Team Seven was one of these.
Sasuke woke up to dishes smashing in the kitchen, Sakura screaming at Naruto, Naruto yelling back, and two empty places around him in the bed.
Sasuke wanted to rebuild the Uchiha clan. However, his biggest obstacle in this path was…
He was gay. So very very gay. So gay it made the Nine Tail’s seal on Naruto’s stomach (which he knew so very well) look straight.
His solution.
Naruto and Sexy No Jutsu. After all, why not blatantly abuse Naruto’s chakra stores?
*Note: Kyuubi doesn't look gay. It's a curved line. Therefore, Not Straight. Hahaha, get it? Bad joke
.
.
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Finally:
.
When they turned eighteen, something changed drastically. Several of them got married, several of them became ANBU. Sasuke Uchiha, however . . .
“Cheer up.” Naruto said one day to his teammate.
Sasuke looked up at him from behind the dark rimmed fake glasses. “I don’t do cheering up,” he said flatly. “Not with my life, and I still haven’t avenged my clan, and you look too bright you know.”
Naruto just stared at him, from the earring in his left ear to the dark, heavy clothes he wore, and was that eyeliner under his eyes?
“I repeat,” Naruto said, rolling his eyes. “Cheer up, Emo kid.”
Best phrase ever.