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Chapter List
- 11
- 12
- 13
The
title of this chapter is actually taken from the same
named song on The Beatles� album, Sgt.
Pepper�s Lonely Hearts Club Band. Don�t know if I needed to cite that, but
there it is. :)

I�m
super sorry I haven�t uploaded anything in a really, really long time! :( One
thing led to another, and I thought, Oh, I�ll upload
once I�m through with midterms. Then midterms were over and I thought, Oh, I�ll upload once I finish studying for this test�. Then
today I realized that I hadn�t updated in almost two months!!!
:O I hope you stuck out the disturbingly long hiatus with me.

Special
thanks to everyone who reviewed chapter 11!!! :) (And
who shared stories about their equally poor bowling skills (or really good skills), haha.) Special thanks to Kyorose, MrsRubeusHagridDursley, Moonlight Rose (It�ll have a happy ending; I promise), Darklink1720,
Alicefreak, Mallory, natsukileeRKOlover,
cherry fantasy, Sami, moopad, aivivi,
Lybe (I was wondering where you went� I printed out
that list of food combos you e-mailed me, and I have it on the inside of my
cupboard, haha.), Jade Rose, Nanin, zanax, dark, Kirai, and hisoka kurosaki!!!!!

Okay,
so, this little chapter is a little different than my
usual ones, but we�ll be back to regular plot next chapter! :) Happy reading!

(Bowling
update: I went bowling with a whole bunch of people in my learning-how-to-teach
teaching/educator whatever class�I wanna teach children; scary, I know ;)�and I
was trying to impress this boy that I have a crush on�aaaaaaaaaaaaaand
I bowled a 29. Yeah. It was bad. He bowled like a 50, though, so it�s all good,
haha.)

Chapter 12: Good Morning, Good Morning

Naruto yawned and stretched, not quite
able to figure out what had awoken him. He stared at his alarm clock, wondering
why he needed to wake up at nine o�clock on a Saturday morning when he wasn�t
working. And Sasuke wasn�t coming back for another week�
Sasuke�
Naruto�s heart tugged. He really missed
his boyfriend, his porcelain doll�
He giggled suddenly, imagining Sasuke as
a China doll, set upon a shelf for all to see, in a cute little dress with
frills around the edges. The skin was the right color for such a display, but
the scowling expression upon the small doll wouldn�t fit.
Suddenly, the blond
bolted upright. �SASUKE!� he shouted before grabbing his cell phone. Today,
Sasuke had until ten before he had to get ready for the set, yet he had asked
Naruto not to call him until nine so he could get a full eight hours of sleep.
Naruto waited until the clock read 9:01 before quickly dialing Sasuke�s number.
Sasuke rolled over and answered his
phone. �He�He�Hello?� he asked around a large yawn.
�Good morning, Sasuke,� Naruto answered just
as sleepily. �I�m sorry I woke you up��
Sasuke smiled. It was true the phone had
brought him roughly out of dreamland, but the Naruto of real life was far
better than any Naruto of his dreams. �No, that�s all right. I needed to get up
anyway. So�did you just wake up, too?�
�Yeah�� Naruto rubbed the back of his
head sheepishly. �I set an alarm to call so I wouldn�t miss you.�
�So� What are you doing today?�
�Well, yesterday was Hina-chan�s
birthday, so Kiba and Neji are throwing her a surprise party. Well�it was
Kiba�s idea and Neji did most of the planning. They�ve been fighting over whose
ideas to use for the past few days, so I�ll be interested to see what they
finally come up with as a compromise.�
�Can you tell Hina-chan I got her a
present while I was here and that I�ll give it to her when I get back?�
�Aww, you got
her a present? You didn�t have to, you know��
�I know, but�� Sasuke shifted
uncomfortably. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn�t have even thought about
giving an acquaintance any sort of gift, but�he could almost feel Naruto�s personality rubbing off on
him. It was like he wanted to�
To what,
exactly?
Honestly, Sasuke didn�t know. He could feel himself changing, but he wasn�t
sure what he was changing into�and whether it was good or bad.
�But, I feel like I owe her something,�
Sasuke continued. �I mean, she did help me out a lot with the whole magazine
issue. Without her and Neji�s help, my career would have ended almost
overnight. I�m not even sure if The Seven
Suns would have completed filming.�
Naruto snickered. �Sasuke, it�s not a
big deal. It�s just a birthday gift! You sound like you have to justify why you
got her something. It�s just a really sweet gesture.�
�I know, but�I�ve never made a �sweet
gesture� before. And I�m pretty new to this whole birthday gift thing.�
Naruto finally rolled the rest of the
way out of bed and paced his apartment in his boxers while he talked to his
boyfriend. �What�d you get her, anyway? I got her a gift card and a bottle of
soap. Girls like soap, right? That�s why they always
smell nice, I think.�
�How would I know what girls like?�
Sasuke scoffed. �You�ve seen my dick; you know I�m not one.�
�Well, then, what�d you get her, Mr.
Smarty Pants?�
�An autographed
picture of Hatake Kakashi.�
There were a few seconds of silence
before Naruto huffed, �Well, damn, Gina! I�m almost glad you won�t be there!
Soap is shit next to that! Wait�I thought you were in
Otogakure! Kakashi-san lives here in Konoha! How�d you get his autograph?�
Sasuke glanced at his clock before
reluctantly climbing out of bed, not wanting to leave the warmth of the covers.
�Didn�t you know? We�re in The Seven Suns
together. He actually has a relatively minor role, but he�s in town for
filming right now. He talks a lot about you, actually, asks me lots of
questions. But, look, Naruto, I�m sorry, I�ve got to go. Please give Hina-chan my best. Love you,
bye.�
�Wait! Sasuke!
What did you tell him about me? Teme!!!� He glared
angrily at the phone when he realized Sasuke had already hung up. He quickly
texted, �I love you, too� before tossing the phone angrily on the bed. �Meanie,� he pouted.

Kiba shifted as noiselessly as he could
out from under Hinata�s bare arm. When he was freed,
he stared for a few moments at her peaceful face before climbing in the shower.
Hinata opened her lavender eyes a
fraction of an inch when she heard the water running in the bathroom. A small
smile graced her lips as she rolled over onto her back, pulling the sheet up to
cover her bare body.
When Kiba had first asked her out what
seemed like ages ago, she thought the little ruffian was kidding. Not wanting
to turn her back on Naruto-kun, she declined his advances over
and over before finally agreeing on going on one date. Before the night was over, she realized her heart had
betrayed her blond idol and had fallen for the dark-haired dog lover. By their
sixth date, they were an official couple, and Hinata was shocked to realize she
liked Naruto-kun as no more than a friend.
Not wanting to get out of bed, she
sighed before wrapping the bedsheet around her nude
form and entering the bathroom to brush her teeth. As she brushed, she kept her
eyes trained on the silhouette of her lover through the shower curtain. Not
wanting to wait any longer for a shower, she shed the sheet and, pulling back
the curtain, climbed over the lip of the tub to join Kiba under the stream of
water.
Kiba kissed Hinata lightly on the cheek
before taking her left hand in his and kissing the small diamond ring on her
third finger. �I love you, Hyuuga Hinata,� he said lowly.
His hair was plastered
to the side of his face, and Hinata giggled, unable to rid her mind of the
image of a wet dog. She wrapped her arms around his neck before pressing her
body against his. �I love you, too, Inuzuka Kiba.�

Shikamaru groaned and rolled over so his
back faced the now open window. He used a pillow to shade his face from the
malevolent stream of light only to have it ripped away from his grip.
�Wake up, Shikamaru,� Neji growled,
throwing the covers from his boyfriend�s form.
Shikamaru brought his hand up to shade
his eyes. �Neji� I love you and all, but�what are you doing in my house at��he
glanced at the clock��eight thirty in the morning?�
�Hinata�s surprise party starts at noon,
and I need you to come with me to set up some last minute decorations.�
�Ah, so
troublesome�,� Shikamaru noted before grudgingly crawling out of bed.
Neji rolled his eyes as Shikamaru
entered the bathroom and lazily pushed the door so that it didn�t close all the
way. �Whatever, Shikamaru. You know I�ll make it up to
you later.�
�Is that a promise?� Shikamaru asked
around his toothbrush.
Even though the door hid his figure from
view, Neji turned around so Shikamaru didn�t have a chance at seeing the smile
cross his face. �Whatever, Shi-kun. Just hurry up and
get your lazy ass dressed. I�ll be in the kitchen making breakfast.�
Shikamaru washed the toothpaste down the
drain, unable to keep a smile of his own from his face. His boyfriend�s icy tone
was lightened by the use of his familial nickname. As
he shucked his boxers and climbed into the shower, he thought back to when he
and Neji had first started dating. It had started as a poorly acted joke. While
Hinata and Kiba were busy making out and Naruto was off chasing Sakura�s skirt
and Gaara sat moodily in the corner, Neji and Shikamaru were often left alone
together for long periods of time.
Neji was the first to bring up the
subject. He was in one of his lighter moods and had noted, albeit in a bitter
tone, �Wouldn�t it throw everyone off if we were to date?�
Shikamaru merely shrugged before
answering, �Tch, how troublesome.�
A few days later, Neji�s light mood had
worn off, and he was scowling viciously at his cousin from across the
lunchroom. In an act of�well, he wasn�t quite sure what it was, and he had
honestly hoped for a more dramatic gesture�he had grabbed Shikamaru by the back
of the head and kissed him roughly. He might have achieved the reaction he was
aiming for had Hinata actually been paying attention and had
Shikamaru not licked his lips and remarked, �Neji-kun, you taste like cafeteria
food.�
Not even a week later, Shikamaru
approached Neji, his hands stuffed in his jeans pockets and a scowl on his
face. �Hey, Neji-kun, I was wondering� If it�s not too much
of a bother� I was going to go down to the mall and do some shopping,
and since Naruto�s busy�want to go with?�
Neji had almost told him no, but then
decided, �What the hell?�
Shikamaru smirked when he remembered he and Neji getting escorted out of the fitting room by the
manager of the store. In all fairness, the manager thought they were
shoplifting and had been beyond surprised to find two half naked
young boys making out. In the end, they had been told off
for loitering.
After showering and dressing, Shikamaru
slicked his still wet hair into a ponytail and headed out to the kitchen,
eagerly wondering what sort of post birthday party
festivities Neji had in store for him.

Gaara blinked sleepily when he drew the shower
curtain back and saw Temari at the sink applying her make-up. �You could have
told me you were in here,� Gaara growled as he pulled his towel from the rack.
Temari shrugged. �Not like it really
matters. It�s not like there�s anything to look at.�
Snarling, Gaara took up an eyeliner
pencil and held it dangerously close to her forehead. �Take that back, bitch.�
The blonde
batted aside her brother�s hand with a snigger. �You might have pulled it off
had that eyeliner not been yours. Now, stop bothering me and get out of here
before I burn you with this flat iron.�
Gaara entered his room and let his towel
fall after closing the door behind him. Gone were the days where his siblings
took his threats seriously. In all honesty, he missed the days when he had both
Kankuro and Temari cowering in fear.
But then Uzumaki Naruto walked into his
life, and everything changed.
Naruto had that effect on everyone he
met. There was just something about him that made people want
to change themselves for the better. He seriously wondered if Naruto
even noticed the changes he was causing in those
around him. Probably not, Gaara mused. The boy was such a �people magnet� that
to keep track of everyone he had ever met and see if they�ve changed any�it
would make anyone dizzy.
And yet�Naruto never forgot a name or a
face. And if he did, he never anxiously danced around the subject, like most
people, pretending they really hadn�t forgotten; he emboldened himself to walk
right up to them and demand they repeat their name until he could remember it.
A rare smile replaced the usual scowl
atop Gaara�s lips. In all honesty, Naruto deserved happiness himself. How he
had managed to remain so cheerful despite neither of his parents being alive,
one might never know. And yet, he still managed to remain a regular fucking
ball of sunshine.
In all honesty, Naruto deserved Sasuke.
Gaara froze, and his heart stopped.
Seeing them together led one almost to believe in a �one true love,� but what
happened if two people had the same �one
true love?� What about his
(Gaara�s) happiness? Did that count for anything?
His smile melted back into a frown. The
way things were going, apparently his happiness didn�t count for anything.
Sighing, he realized that even though he
hated to admit it, he would put Naruto�s happiness before his own any day. Therefore�he would let Naruto and Sasuke stay together, for
they deserved each other. But�if his heart didn�t choose someone to love other
than Sasuke soon�he didn�t know how much longer he could last.

Haku awoke to find Zabuza staring down
at him. He blinked several times. �Zabuza�? What are you doing�?�
�Gazing at the most beautiful thing on
the face of this planet,� Zabuza answered nonchalantly as if sneaking into your
boyfriend�s house in the wee hours of the morning just to stare at him was the
most normal thing of all.
Haku giggled. �Well, stop it. It�s
weird��
�I don�t want to,� Zabuza said, trying
to pull off a pout, which couldn�t really be seen
around his mask. �You�re too beautiful. I can�t look away.�
�You�re too kind,� Haku answered
sarcastically, rolling his eyes. �And I haven�t even put on my make-up yet.
Speaking of which, you picked up Hina-chan�s present, right?�
�Of course. I had it
wrapped, too. You know how I am with wrapping packages��
Haku winked. �Yes. You�re much better at
unwrapping them� Are you going to be
able to make it to the party, then? Or do you have to work?�
Zabuza slid his shirt up over his head
before climbing under the covers with his boyfriend. �I asked for today off,�
he answered, yawning. �Besides, I just got off work about six hours ago. I
don�t have to go back in until tomorrow morning around three.�
Haku frowned. �Why do you have to work
so much? I never get to see you anymore. And when I do, it�s because you�ve
snuck in.�
�That�s just it,� Zabuza growled. �Your
parents fucking hate me. Why shouldn�t I
get to see the love of my life when they practically fucking abandoned you��
�I told you�I got lost��
�Yeah, well, they didn�t do a very good
job looking for you. But, that�s not the point�or maybe it is. But�soon I�ll be
getting a raise, and then I�ll be making enough money to sustain the both of
us. I�ve already picked out the apartment, where we can live together. Think
about it, Haku�just the two of us, with an apartment all to ourselves��
Haku shifted anxiously. �But�what about
when I go off to college? Wouldn�t it be better just to��
�Haku,� Zabuza snapped, �we�ve gone over
this countless numbers of times. I�ll follow you to the ends of the Earth. I
love you more than my own life. I will drop everything for you. Please let me be there for you.�
�But�� Haku turned his face away from
Zabuza. �I don�t want�� The rest of his sentence was lost as he buried his face
in his pillow, but Zabuza had heard this argument enough times to know exactly
what was being said.
�Your life is my life, Haku�and I
wouldn�t have it any other way, okay?�
��Okay. I love you, too.�

�So, you�re saying you�re a teacher?�
Kakashi asked around his cigarette.
Iruka wrinkled his nose at the smell.
�How can you smoke first thing in the morning?�
�It�s the only time I smoke,� Kakashi answered. �Mornings are when I collect my thoughts
and relax, but�if it bothers you, I�ll quit.�
�Really?� Iruka was taken aback. Sure, they had slept together, and sure, Kakashi had invited him to spend a few nights at his hotel in
Otogakure, but were they really close enough for Kakashi to say such things?
And, where exactly was their
relationship? �I mean�don�t do anything just because I don�t like it. I�I don�t
want to change anything about you��
Kakashi smiled before putting out his
cigarette. �You already have, Iruka-love.�
Iruka giggled, thinking this was another
of Kakashi�s games. �Yeah, right!�
The silver-haired man rolled over so he
was straddling Iruka, who blushed. �Iruka, I will do anything for you�anything.� He leaned closer and nibbled
lightly on his ear. �I think I�ve fallen in love with you.�
Iruka gasped at the intimate contact as
well as the words. �D�Do you really mean that?�
�I never say anything I don�t mean.�
Iruka felt his heart expanding against
his chest cavity. Never before had he felt someone say those words with such
intensity. Iruka had had several lovers in the past, and while Iruka had said
the �L� word with every iota of his being, the word had never
been repeated with the same passion and intensity. He had sworn he would
never let his heart belong to another, too afraid to have it broken yet another
time�
But, with Kakashi�things
were different. While they hadn�t known each other for very long, Kakashi had
already dedicated his life to his new lover. And now�dropping
the �L� word�
Then again, it was
preceded by �think.� If Iruka were to dedicate himself to another man�
Almost as if Kakashi knew what was going
through his mind, he amended, �I take that back. I know I�ve fallen in love with you.� He leaned forward and placed a
gentle kiss atop his nose. �And�Iruka, don�t feel obligated to say anything
back until you�re ready, but�I�� Iruka had never seen Kakashi blush, but the
sight was very becoming. �I�I would like to be your boyfriend, Iruka�if�if you
want��
Iruka leaned forward and wrapped his
arms around the silver-haired model. �I�I would like that very much.� And with those
words, he made up his mind. He pressed his lips to his ear, his chin brushing
against his dangling earring, and whispered, almost as if he were afraid if the
words were said any louder, they would escape and would fall into nothingness,
�I love you with all my heart, Hatake Kakashi.�
Kakashi pressed their bodies together
until Iruka could feel nearly every muscle of Kakashi�s defined abdomen against
his. �I�m so glad to hear that Iruka. I don�t know how I�ve lived without you�
I�ll do anything you ever ask of me. I love you so much��

In a nearby hotel, Uchiha Itachi had
already drained nearly half a bottle of Scotch from the mini-fridge despite not
having eaten any breakfast. So what if he had several important meetings later
that day? He could decide Sasuke�s future better drunk and numb than sober with
the gut-wrenching ache in his heart anyway.
All his life, he had driven away
everyone he loved. It hurt less never having loved than falling in love and
having them taken away. He did love his little brother, yes, but Sasuke was
different. Sasuke was his little brother, and it was his job to protect him.
But�he didn�t want Sasuke getting hurt, either. Therefore, he needed to
eliminate anyone who might hurt him by leaving him.
Leaving�
He hadn�t meant for Kisame to get so
close to his heart. By the time he realized he had fallen in love, it was
already too late. He had held on even longer after the discovery, trying to
convince himself that it was merely lust.
Kisame just has a monster-sized cock,
Itachi rationalized. It�s not love; it�s just lust.
But it was both�and Itachi knew this.
But�he didn�t want to give up the best thing that had ever happened to him�
But he had to�
Kisame was a bodyguard for Akatsuki. He
put his life on the line to protect mere strangers every day. What if, one day,
some crazy psycho came by and put a bullet through the shark�s heart? What
would Itachi do then? He wouldn�t be able to go on. He would take his own
life�but then�what would happen to Sasuke?
In a way, Itachi almost loathed his
little brother. By swearing to protect his little brother, he had given up his
own chance at happiness. And yet�Itachi wouldn�t have in any other way.
If only there were a chance
he could have both�
No, Itachi reprimanded himself. No,
there�s no way. It was right for you to cut it off like that. You had grown too
close to him.
Then
why do I feel like I�m about to die�?

Back in Konoha, Kisame was thinking the
same thing. He had been startled awake by a nightmare. Recently, his dreams
were forcing him to relive through the break-up over and over,
and he was less than pleased.
Why
would Itachi cut it off like that? Kisame growled. There was no fucking reason�
But Kisame knew Itachi too well to know
exactly why he had cut off the relationship: he was scared�scared of falling in
love and then having something happen where his love was
taken away from him.
It
was a little hypocritical, then, for him to break up with me, Kisame snarled
inwardly. And did he even stop to think
about my feelings? Bastard.
Of course he
had! Kisame knew about Itachi�s trust issues, and that
even if he had fallen in love with the shark, he didn�t completely trust him.
He wanted to�oh, he desperately wanted
to�but he couldn�t. He just couldn�t take that final step. Because,
what if�what if Kisame didn�t love him back?
�Fuck �what if�!� Kisame suddenly
roared. He jumped at the sound of his own voice shattering the pleasant silence
of the early morning.
He brushed his hand across his cheek and
was surprised when it came away wet. Had he been crying and not even realized
it�?
�I will not cry over Itachi anymore!� he snarled.
And yet�he knew that wasn�t true. The
pieces of his broken heart couldn�t be repaired that
easily. He had given too much of himself to Itachi for the repairs to happen so
quickly.

Haruna Sakura had never thought she
would fall for Rock Lee. She also never thought she would dye her hair pink and
then cut if all off just because she read in an interview somewhere that Uchiha
Sasuke liked girls with short hair, and look where that got her.
Oh well. At least Lee seemed to like her
short hair.
In fact, Lee seemed to like everything
about her. She had never been complimented so many
times in her life, and when it came from Lee�she felt it really came from his
heart.
There was a knock on her door, and
Sakura slowly swung her legs over the side of her bed to answer it. �Lee!� she
gaped. �Wh�What
are you doing here?�
Lee held out a tray of toast and eggs
and a glass of orange juice. �I�m bringing you breakfast!� he reported
cheerily.
��Why?�
Lee grinned. �Because
I love you, Sakura.�
She wouldn�t have been able to keep the
smile from her lips if she tried. Blushing, she moved aside to let Lee into the
room before closing the door. �Thank you, Lee. That means a lot to me��
�It�s just some toast and eggs� It�s not
that big of a deal.�
�I wasn�t talking about the breakfast.�
�Oh.�
There was a long, awkward pause where
Sakura stood shivering in her T-shirt and shorts across from Lee who stood
unnaturally still with the breakfast tray.
Lee shifted uncomfortably. �Sakura�I��
He was cut off
quickly by a pair of lips pressed against his. �I�I know I
haven�t said it before, Lee,� said Sakura suddenly, burying her face in the
crook of his shoulder, �but�I really do�love you.�
�Sakura�� Lee lifted her chin lightly
until he met her piercing emerald gaze. �You have no idea how happy that makes
me��
They kissed again, and Lee set the
breakfast tray on her computer desk, where it was quickly
forgotten.

Kimimaro sighed frustratedly.
Once again, Iruka had signed up for hours at Kyuubi Bookstore, and once again,
he had called the white-haired teen at the last minute asking him to take over
his shift. If Iruka hadn�t been his boss, he would have told him to shove it,
but, as it were, Iruka was responsible for his weekly paycheck. He probably
wouldn�t have minded�he needed the money, badly. However, today just so
happened to be the day where he had the appointment where he spent most of his badly needed money.
Kimimaro winced when he accidentally hit
his arm against the cash register. Apparently he had
another bone spur on his forearm�
Kimimaro had an extremely rare bone
disease linked to Fibrodysplasia
Ossificans Progressiva (or FOP, for short). (A/N: FOP is a real disease, and
scientists are still looking for a cure. Google �IFOPA� to learn more about how
you can help those with Fibrodysplasia.) However, instead of his muscles and
other connective tissue turning to bone, at a young age, he began to grow extra
bones from his skeletal tissue. The only �cure� for the time being,
unfortunately, was to have the extra bones surgically removed.
Which was why Kimimaro was strapped for cash.
He didn�t want
anyone to know about his debilitating disease, so he approached the doctors
with �aggressive bone spurs� and went as seldom as possible�at least until the
pain was too much for him to take. He tried to go to as many different doctors
as possible, sometimes even using a fake ID.
He slammed his
fist against the counter, cursing. Why did he have to be so different? Perhaps
it would have been easier if his parents had stuck around long enough to help out.
�Stop
complaining, Kimimaro,� he ground out to the silence of the store. �There are
more people out there who need the help more than you do. I
mean, what about Naruto-kun? He grew up without parents, too, and he�s
getting along just fine��
The bell
tinkled above the shop, and Kimimaro looked up in time to see Gaara enter. �Gaara?� Kimimaro said, surprised. �What are you doing here?
You�re not scheduled until tomorrow��
Gaara
shrugged. �I figured Iruka would have cancelled on his shift again and made you
pick it up.� He glanced sideways at the near albino and said almost accusingly,
�You don�t have to take up his shifts all the time, you know. It would serve
him right if you said �no� every once in a while.�
Kimimaro
shrugged back. �I need the money.�
The redhead
jumped up on the counter, his legs dangling over the edge. �You always need
money, Kimimaro. What do you spend it all on?�
�Nothing.�
�Tch. Whatever.�
�Why do you care, anyway?�
�I don�t. I was just curious.�
For a small moment, Kimimaro was afraid
Gaara would leave the store. For several years now (since the first day they
had worked together, in fact), Kimimaro�s heart had belonged solely to the
insomniac. At first, he hadn�t wanted to admit he was gay. In the end, he
realized he wasn�t �straight� or �gay� but that he loved Gaara and Gaara alone.
�Gaara��
Kimimaro watched almost in slow motion
as his hand reached out to grab Gaara and hold onto him forever as the redhead
jumped down from the counter. As Gaara had stepped aside, Kimimaro�s hand hit
the counter, and a searing pain went up his arm. Apparently
another bone �spur� had grown from the palm of his hand exactly where he hit
the counter. The skin broke open to reveal a large, white bone sticking from
the skin.
Gaara turned to face Kimimaro and stared
in shock at the bone sticking from his hand. �Well�that doesn�t look good. Come
on. We need to get you to the hospital.�
�I�I�m fine,� Kimimaro gasped in pain,
trying to hide his deformity from his crush. �I�It�s
nothing��
Gaara rolled his eyes and managed to
hold onto Kimimaro�s twisting wrist. �Whatever. Come on. I�ll take you. I stole
Temari�s car this morning, so we don�t even have to take the bus. And
afterward, we�ll go to Hina-chan�s birthday party, okay?�
Kimimaro nodded as best he could. He
tried to hold back his tears as Gaara wrote a quick note for the front door
that the store was closed for the day and if anyone
needed anything to check out the website. He slid into the passenger seat and
kept his eyes screwed shut on the short trip to the emergency room. After
quickly parking the car, Gaara held lightly to Kimimaro�s upper arm as they
entered the front doors.
After rummaging in his pocket for a few
moments as Kimimaro filled out the entrance forms, Gaara pulled out a small
card and handed it to the front nurse.
�Ah!� gasped the nurse as she took the
card from Gaara. �So you�re the
famous doctor�s son!�
The redhead shoved his hands into his
pockets angrily and scowled at the floor. �Sa ne?� he offered as his only
reply.
�Proceed immediately through that door,
and it�ll be the third room on your left.�
�What was that?� Kimimaro asked when
they reached the room.
�My father�s a fucking ass,� Gaara spat.
�He gave Temari, Kankuro, and I a card that gives us priority over the other
patients.�
�Can he do that?�
Gaara shrugged. �This is his hospital.
He can do whatever the fuck he wants, I guess.�
A doctor entered the room, and Kimimaro
was unable to get any more information from the suddenly stoic redhead. The
doctor introduced himself as Toshiro-san before examining Kimimaro�s multiple
�bone spurs.�
�How often do you get these?�
Toshiro-san asked, almost amazed as he examined the albino boy�s palm. �Have
you had them before?�
Kimimaro shrugged. �Sa
ne?�
�Do you have anymore?�
Kimimaro�s usually porcelain complexion
suddenly flushed to deep crimson. �Yes.� He lifted up his shirt and pointed out
several areas of his lower abdomen where bone was beginning to push through. He
could feel Gaara�s gaze on his skin, and he suddenly felt overly
self-conscious, wanting to crawl in a corner and hide.
However, Gaara�s gaze was not on the
horrific bone �spurs� but on the two piercings on either of Kimimaro�s
hipbones.
�I didn�t know you had piercings��
Kimimaro flushed an even deeper shade of
scarlet when he realized how close to his nether region Gaara�s eyes were. �Y�Yeah. I�They�re pretty new��
�I have a piercing, too,� Gaara added.
�I�ll show it to you once the doc leaves. I�m also thinking about getting my
tongue pierced.�
A deeper shade of garnet as Kimimaro�s
mind took an immediate turn toward what delicious things could
be done with a tongue ring. The doctor excused himself from the room,
and Kimimaro said lamely, �A�Ah yeah, tongue rings are�are, uh�cool.�
Gaara snorted. �Whatever. I just want
one so I can give better head. Oh, hey, doctor�s gone. I�ll show you my other
piercing.� Without warning, Gaara stripped his pants, and Kimimaro almost
fainted when he realized the boy was devoid of any undergarments�and almost
fainted again when he realized where the piercing was exactly.
Gaara took his cock in his hand and ran
his thumb across the tip where the piercing was. �I didn�t really want it at
first,� Gaara admitted before pulling his pants back up, �but Naruto convinced
me, although I don�t think he knew what he was talking about at the time. The
only downside is that every time something brushes against the ring, I get this
fucking hard-on that refuses to go away.� He looked up, and even though
Kimimaro was naturally very pale, he looked even paler than usual. �Hey� Are
you all right?�
Despite that
nearly all the blood had drained from his head, Kimimaro managed to nod.
�Y�Yeah� Yeah, no, it�s just the, uh�pain�from�from my hand.�
��Right.�

Jiraiya woke up from a very nice dream
to find himself in an even nicer one. He disentangled himself from the four
women sharing his bed for the night and headed to the bathroom, a lecherous
grin across his face. Once he had done his business, he headed back into the
bedroom in hopes to start up another round before he kicked the women out of
the house.
However, instead of finding four
beautiful women, he found Tsunade-san sporting a blood-chilling glare.
Jiraiya laughed nervously and put up his
hands defensively. �Heh, heh�
Uh, Tsunade-san� You�re looking, uh, beautiful
today�!�
�Cut the bullshit, Jiraiya!� Tsunade
bellowed. �I agreed to let you stay
here at my place after you begged me
for several hours! Remember that you�re here on my terms and that I could kick you out any minute! You�re walking
on very thin ice here, teme!!!�
�Ha ha� Hai hai, Tsunade-san! It won�t happen again�!�
Tsunade tapped him roughly in the center
of his chest, successfully pushing him back several inches. �It had better not!
It�s hard enough to sleep at night knowing you�re in the room next to me, but
it�s even harder if you�re having orgies to nearly four o�clock in the
morning!!!�
�You could have joined, Tsunade��

�In retrospect,� Jiraiya remarked when
he woke up on the floor several hours later, �I probably deserved that mild
concussion.�

-

So,
whenever I read names, I usually end up only reading the first letter of the
name, and my mind fills in the rest. This usually leads to complications if two
or more characters� names start with the same letter�especially if the names
are nearly the same number of letters long. Apparently
it works when I write, too. In the above scene with Kakashi and Iruka, I kept
typing �Itachi� instead of �Iruka�!! Totally not the same person!!!! That would have been disastrous if I hadn�t caught
myself and fixed it before posting this chapter!

Oh!
So, I had never been to the hospital before until, like, a few months ago, when
I had this crazy crazy sore throat
and it was Sunday and the doc-in-the-box was closed. I was actually
pretty excited �cause it was like this new experience and all, but�after
sitting in a little enclosed room with a curtain for a door for over two hours
with only a small television playing a �Bonanza!� marathon for company, it
quickly lost its novelty. And I left pissed because it felt
like I had swallowed a cactus on fire but noooooo I
didn�t have strep, so I had all of the pain and none of the meds. Booo!!! Ah well. I�m fine now. :)
�Don�t ever want to go back to the hospital again, though. Bleh. Next time it might be
more serious than a viral sore throat.

Anyway,
I felt like I really needed to write that chapter. I wrote chapters one through
nine in like two weeks and then hit this massive writer�s block midway through
chapter ten. I barely made it through the first bit of this chapter, and I was
going to go immediately into Hina-chan�s birthday party, but I felt I needed a
little break. I didn�t want it to be complete shit, so�I wrote about someone
other than Naru-kun and Sa-chan! :) While I do love them, my brain almost
exploded. :O But, yeah�I didn�t upload the first chapters all at once just in case something like writer�s block did happen.
That way, you get a nice, consistent flow of chapters instead of getting, like,
five or six in a week, and then having to wait another month or two for the
next one.

Please
review! :)
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