Dark Lotus | By : PeachyKeen83 Category: Naruto > General Views: 1187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Thanks to the few of you who reviewed, I’m glad that someone finds this interesting. I’m actually shocked at the amount of hits I’ve gotten. Thank you!
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Shihasu turned her head to look towards the source of the boisterous voice that was traveling across the marketplace, the black, furry form on her shoulder blocking her view.
“Shiro!” she said in an exasperated tone, trying to crane her neck in some direction, finally giving up and continuing on her plotted course.
She readjusted her groceries on her hip, the weight of the cat on her shoulder making her feel unbalanced, and was painful as the cat dug its claws into her shoulder. She was almost finished with her errands after dropping some paperwork off that morning and finishing the majority of her laundry, and was looking forward to going home and enjoying some of the gyoza she’d bought. Then it was back to the beast that was housework. It wasn’t that she was lazy, it was just her last mission had taken her a bit longer than she thought it would, and she’d let a few things slip before she’d left. Like dusting. And laundry. Oh, and putting away the clean dishes, which now had to be rewashed.
She sighed, remembering that her grandmother had all but beat into her head to do things when they needed to be done. The one time she hadn’t lived by that wise, though annoying, adage, it had come back to bite her in the ass. Royally.
Finally having had enough of Shiro’s claws in her shoulder, she lifted the bag and felt the cat leave the insulted skin of her shoulder and lean against her leg, idly wondering if her companion was stupid enough to trip her. Luck was somewhat with her when the feline remained merely at her side until she reached her home, where Shiro then began to weave between her legs as she maneuvered into the space and then to the kitchen.
“What sadistic pleasure do you get out of that?” she asked dryly, watching part of the cat’s face turn pink as a raucous yowl became her reply, and she rolled her eyes.
How she’d become stuck with such annoying roommate she couldn’t remember.
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Kurenai walked out into her garden and raised a brow at the small parcel on the bistro table she’d decided to splurge for a few years back, going over cautiously and making sure it wasn’t going to explode, or worse, a frog wasn’t about to jump out. The first was unlikely, but the second was entirely possible, since the students at the academy had been released little over an hour ago, and her son had just returned home. Deciding it was safe of both scenarios, she set down her tray of tools and opened the flaps of the simple carboard box. Inside were a few flower bulbs, and a note. The bulbs looked to be some sort of tulip, and she smiled before opening the note, her eyes widening and her breath hitching in her throat.
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“I swear, I hate the Chunin Exams,” Genma said, the perpetual senbon between his lips bobbing, “Bad enough there’s virtually mountains of paperwork and snot-nosed brats, but you don’t even have the time to get laid.”
“Is that all you think about?” Sakura scowled, thinking that at least Naruto and even Jiraiya weren’t so blatant in their perversions.
“About once every ten seconds,” Genma smirked, looking her over, “There it goes again. So, little Cherry Blossom, what are you doing tonight?”
“Sending you to an early grave if you don’t cut it out,” she growled, mentally cursing Ino for running off with the first cute boy that had glanced her way.
“Hahaha! Sakura-chan, aren’t you supposed to mellow out as you age?” Naruto teased, his cheeks already pink from the sake he’d consumed, which was making him a bit bolder if not stupider.
“Pot and the kettle Naruto,” she frowned, hearing a chuckle from the silver-haired man sitting next to her.
“As if he’d get that,” Kakashi said, his smirk evident even behind the mask and glossy-covered Icha Icha, “Just ignore them. I do.”
“You ignore everyone Kakashi,” Anko grinned, her breasts purposefully framed by her ever-present jacket, “That’s your damn problem.”
Kakashi lowered his book slightly, raising his brow at the snake-using kunoichi, “Did you say something?”
“Fuck you Hatake,” she smirked, crossing her legs and leaning against the table, fully aware she was being ogled by most of the men in the near vicinity, “Maybe you just go for something a little less . . . feminine.”
“Maybe,” he said, turning back to his book, “Maybe not.”
“Speaking of Chunin exams, how’d the Forest of Death go?” Genma asked, changing the subject in the hopes that, like him, she’d been swamped in the resulting paperwork for the past two weeks and was up for an easy lay.
“Backlogged in paperwork,” she grumbled, getting his meaning, “You offering to help me out Shiranui?”
“Might be,” he smirked, not seeing several pairs of eyes roll. Their ‘help’ was something the pair talked about to anyone that would let them. Loudly.
“I’ll think about it,” she said, clearly stating if someone she hadn’t already ‘helped’ yet came along, he’d do in a pinch. It wasn’t an insult, it was Anko.
“On that note, I’m heading home. Early morning tomorrow,” Sakura said with an annoyed sigh, “I should have gone home hours ago.”
“Aw, stay a little while longer, Sakura-chan,” Naruto whined, pouting at her, “I’ll be lonely without you! Kakashi-sensei’s no fun, and that’ll leave me with the perverts!”
“You’ll fit right in then, won’t you,” she smirked, hearing another chuckle from her former teacher.
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A/N: Sorry these are so short right now, trying to keep the updates coming without wearing myself out (looking for a new job and working on some art commisions). I’m trying to wait for some of the new chapters of the manga, but for now, I’m going to go on the premise that Kurenai has a child by Asuma that would be . . . about 6 (but I’m horrible at math ^^;). Also going on the widely used presumption that Genma and Anko extreme pervs/sex fiends, the jonin senseis get together for drinks often(sometimes with their teammates/former students), Kiba’s become a lady’s man (I blame the fic ‘Teach Me’ by Monkey Lady XD(go read it!)), Lee and Gai don’t taint their bodies with sake (As Lee goes all Drunken Master on everyone, and Gai is hard for me to write dialogue for without it sounding OOC right now), Ino will ditch Sakura in a heart beat over a hot guy, and Naruto and Hinata are going through an awkward ‘I like you but I’m awkward about it’ kind of relationship. As for the others, not really sure, but I’m open to ideas.
That’s the end of the plot-based note. You can read on if you want to listen to my little half-rant. =D
Oh, and I’m something of a review whore, but be nice, this is my first attempt at fan fiction, and I’m trying really hard to make my character(s) believable, so constructive criticism is appreciated. Praise is also good. Flames, not!
I think I’m done now. Thanks again if you’re reading!
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