A New Life | By : aliakenobi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 816 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I no own, if I did, YAOI would happen all the time… but alas
I don’t.
Note: when I wrote this it was really early, which means you have
to face my 3 am since of humor, which can get a little strange.
Note 2: This story, the whole thing not just this chapter, is dedicated
to my padawan (yes padawan) Carla-chan. This is entirely your fault! You
made me into a fan girl!
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Naruto walked into the all too posh building that made up the main section
of the campus. Shit, I don’t even have dreams of places that look like
this. Can we say overdone? He looked about; in front of him was a large
commons area. Placed periodically about were leather couches and chairs,
oriental rugs were placed tastefully around the room, and the walls were
covered with various portraits of esteemed alumni. What kind of school
is this?
In the corner of the Commons Room a couple of boys sat starring at the screen
of a laptop. Their lips moved in a fashion that was akin to floundering fish,
there eyes were slightly bugged out. Naruto could easily picture what was
showing on that screen, and it started with a P. A capital P to be precise.
Porn. Yes, those two boys had to be watching porn, which in reality didn’t
surprise him in the slightest.
But no time for Porn right now. Right now, Naruto needed to find the nice
ladies that would direct him to Tsunade. Sama, don’t forget the sama. …Direct
him to a certain Tsunade-sama, the apparent headmistress of Konoha Academy.
Naruto turned to his right, and towards the glass doors with the word Administration written
on it. Taking a deep breath he put his hand up to the door handle and pulled
open the door.
Walking into the office he was faced with a long counter and behind it sat
a lady. And with any luck, this lady could be a “nice lady”. Naruto checked
to make sure he had on his best, ‘Shiny Happy Person’ smile, and stood before
the counter patiently waiting to be noticed.
“Yes, can I help you?” the woman asked as she looked up from her paperwork.
“Yes, er, my name is Uzumaki Naruto and, um….”
The woman promptly interrupted. “Oh, so you are Uzumaki! It is so nice to
meet the grand nephew of Tsunade-sama. I was actually just putting through
your paperwork to enroll you in classes!” She stood up and shook Naruto’s
hand with a little more enthusiasm than Naruto was comfortable with, but
Naruto made sure to keep up his happy face.
He needed that face; it was his mask, his façade. It saved him from torment,
kept him safe. Without it, his true self would show, without it, he could
be hurt. The happy carefree idiot kept him safe. It was his ultimate defense,
impenetrable.
“By the way, what was the name of your last school, so I can have your grades
transferred?” She asked as she sat back down into her chair.
Naruto just looked at her. How was he supposed to explain
that he hadn’t gone to school for 4 years? And before that it had only
been periodic. Who
puts a slave in school, what would be the point? Besides, he had never been
very good at schoolwork. He was far better at cleaning dishes, and washing
floors than he was at math. But, how was he supposed to explain it?
Logically Naruto knew that he was supposed to be in school, supposed to
be learning so that he could get a good job, and all that jazz. But, that
is not what his life had allowed for. When you are just trying to survive,
book learning is the last thing on your mind.
But how am I supposed to explain that?
Luckily Naruto didn’t have to, because, luckily, a woman followed by a pig
walked into the administration office and started talking to him. Her name,
as he found out during her brief introduction, was Shizune, and she was the
personal secretary of, the headmistress, Tsunade-sama.
She had just gotten back, from not picking him up at the bus stop.
She explained that she had been sent to pick him up at the bus stop in town,
only to find him not there, and upon asking around she had found that she
was over an hour late. She apologized profusely to him, trying to explain
away her folly. Naruto tried to assure her that the walk was not that long,
and that it had been altogether pleasant and that it wasn’t her fault that
the bus had been an hour earlier than she thought it would be. But, in the
15 minutes that he stood there listening to her slightly panicked set of
apologies the only real thought running through Naruto’s head was that he
really wanted some ramen and why did this woman have a pig following her
around?
“Oh, look at the time!” Shizune exclaimed suddenly breaking her rant. “It
is almost 4. Tsunade-sama is going to be so pissed!” she grabbed Naruto’s
hand and started to pull him down the hall. This woman is way too high
strung.
Naruto found himself standing before a solid wood door that had a golden
plaque hanging on it with the word headmaster half scratched out with a black
permanent marker. Instead the plaque now read headmistress.
Shizune smiled. “The day Tsunade-sama took over she did that. She wanted
to make the gender pronoun clear. She is a little scary like that, but don’t
worry, she is a good person.”
Don’t worry! Don’t worry! You tell me that! Ok, now I am worrying.
Naruto just smiled, making sure to keep his apprehension as far off his
face as possible. Shizune knocked on the door a few times before opening
it.
In the center of the room was a large mahogany desk and on it was a sleeping
woman. In fact, to be more precise, there was a sleeping Tsunade. Sama
don’t forget the sama. There was a sleeping Tsunade-sama, with a little
spit bubble becoming larger and smaller as she snored.
Naruto wasn’t sure if Shizune was horrified by the fact her boss was sleeping
on the job, or just embarrassed, but the fact that she had no problem with
grabbing a bottle of water out of a cabinet and promptly pouring it over
the sleeping Tsunade-sama, told Naruto that this was probably a regular occurrence.
He may have been expecting some grand explosion that involved a lot of screaming
and hitting things but he didn’t get it. Instead she merely held out her
hand and asked for a towel. To which Shizune had already prepared.
“I was working on paperwork,” said Tsunade-sama with sleep still permeating
her words.
“You were sleeping.” Shizune corrected.
“Working!” insisted Tsunade-sama
“Sleeping!” further corrected Shizune.
“Where is my sake?” Tsunade-sama asked as she finally looked up and…. Noticed
Naruto. Her eyes narrowed. “Who are you? What did you do? And why are you
out of uniform?” she immediately asked.
When Naruto didn’t immediately answer she stood up and slammed her hands
down upon her desk. Moving her chair back, she walked around the desk and
stood face to face with Naruto in an altogether intimidating way.
“So?” she asked as just one of her eyebrows rose.
Naruto just stared at the exceedingly large breasts, and if he had been
any other male he probably would have cried out mamma and buried himself
in them. But instead he felt rather terrified, as if he was about to be bludgeoned
to death by them. And that is what turned on the defense mechanism.
“Who am I?” Naruto asked, venom covering each and every syllable. “Who am
I? I AM UZUMAKI NARUTO! YOU OLD HAG! AND I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING, UNLESS YOU
COUNT BEING BORN! AS FOR THE UNIFORM, I DON’T HAVE ONE! WHY? DO YOU HAVE
A PROBLEM WITH ORANGE SHIRTS!” His voice became louder and louder as he spoke.
Tsunade just stood there and looked accosted. She hadn’t been expecting
quite such a reaction. And where had she heard that name before…. Oh shit.
He was her nephew? Great, talk about getting off to the wrong start. And,
wait, did he just call her and old hag?
“Old hag?” she asked as she thought about punching Naruto in the gut. However,
knowing what she did know about Naruto’s past, which wasn’t much, but she
did know the cousin that had taken in Naruto last, and she wasn’t about to
abuse the boy any more than necessary. “I’ll have you know that my plastic
surgeon says that I am at the prime of my youth.
“Now Naruto, I am sorry for making that assumption, but
we have some real hellions at this academy. And, I am sorry to say you
look
the part. However,
I will not hold that against you. Consider this moment a new start. All of
your past endeavors have been wiped clean.”
Sitting at her desk, she began examining Naruto from top to bottom. “You
look just like your father. Did you know that?”
“Err, no” Naruto replied, as he carefully pulled his ‘shiny happy person’
face back on.
“Well you do.” Turning her attention to Shizune who had been sitting on
the sidelines during the entire confrontation. “Shizune, could you please
fetch his schedule from the front desk, also see if anyone has a measuring
tape so we can figure out what size suit he needs. I want him in classes
tomorrow.”
Shizune nodded and exited the room, leaving Naruto alone with Tsunade-sama.
This did not make Naruto a particularly contented person. He had already
established that the mental state of Tsunade was below that of normality,
even perhaps in the realm of completely insane. Not that this was unusual.
In Naruto’s mind, everyone who he shared a common chromosome with him was
crazy, but hey, it’s ok. It made for interesting family reunions, not that
he had ever been to any, or would want to.
So, Naruto just stood there, mentally going over his list of worse things,
and Tsunade just sat there, thinking about her last visit to the casino.
All in all, there was a general sense of quietness in the room. That was
until Tsunade-sama decided to start talking again.
Naruto made an attempt to pay attention to everything she was saying but
all of the talk of emotions and hard times just seemed to go over his head.
He did get some of what was said. Apparently, she had no children, so she
didn’t know much about being his guardian. She talked a little about her
past, and about the school’s past. She also at some point mentioned her plastic
surgeon. Basically, she talked about a lot of generally unimportant stuff.
“… so, I hope that you can understand where I am coming
from. Also, I want you to feel free coming to me for anything. Understand?”
“Yes ma’am I do.” Replied Naruto almost robotically.
“Ewe! Don’t call me ma’am! I am not that old!” she shrieked.
How about Crazy lady who talks a lot? No. no… ah yes,
how about baa-chan. Hehe. I like that. Tsunade Baa-chan!
This is the point were
Shizune returned to the office carrying a slip of paper and a tape measure.
She handed the paper to Tsunade. She seemed to examine it for several moments.
“Looks good.” Said Tsunade
as she read over the sheet containing the proposed schedule for Mr. Uzumaki
Naruto.
“Tsunade-sama, it seems
that the board of directors have already arrived and are awaiting your
presence in the conference room.” Said Shizune as she pulled out the tape
measure and started wordlessly taking a certain blondes measurements, in
a very professional way, of course.
With the news Tsunade
proceeded to slam her forehead upon her desk in a fashion that seemed to
exemplify the phrase “why me?”
Shizune in the meantime
was on her cell phone talking to a woman about just how slim Naruto’s waist
was. Which Naruto didn’t exactly appreciate, but at the same time was somewhat
flattered about, because he was fairly sure it meant that he was one hot
piece of ass.
Yep, I am hott! I am one Foxy dude, and
I know that you so want to do me!
The next few minutes were
a bit of a blur. A woman walked in carrying a suit and tie and handed it
to him. Tsunade hugged him and ran out of the room, and Shizune was on
her phone talking to someone about something to do with the boy’s dorm.
Naruto during all this was generally confused.
This confusion might have
continued if there hadn’t been a light knock on the door.
Shizune closed her cell
phone. “That must be him.”
Naruto looked at her confused.
“Who?”
“Oh your suitemate.” She
replied as she went to open the door.
Through the door stepped
a young man. His hair was raven black, his eyes equally so. His skin was
so pale that it seemed nearly translucent, almost as if he were made of
porcelain. He stood there in the doorway, the picture of perfection. He
was gorgeous. And to this Naruto agreed.
drool
The only feature that
this porcelain god lacked was a smile. The look on his face was that of
distain, disinterest, and disgust. His face looked as if he wanted to be
anywhere but here, and the way he was looking at Naruto was hardly friendly.
Shizune did not seem to
notice the expression on the young mans face, for her behavior towards
him was far too exuberant. “Mr. Uchiha! I am so glad you made it here so
quickly!” She said happily. “I want you to met your new suitemate.” She
was way too exuberant. “Sasuke meet Naruto. Naruto meet Sasuke.”
TBC
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Alia: This just seemed
like the best point to stop. Don’t be too mad.
Kakashi: of course they
will be mad, there is no smut.
Alia: But Kaka-sensei
I require plot.
Kakashi: But Naruto and
Sasuke are so hott together…
Alia: Should you be saying
that, they are your students?
Kakashi: I’m a pervert
remember?
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this is soon enough. :)
orbiting jupiter: I am
glad you are liking the story thus far. I hope you like this chapter as
well. It has been years since I have written a fanfic, it makes me fear
that my bad grammar is showing.
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