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Dragon Parlor
Author: Ashrey
Rating: M
Pairings: NaruSasuNaru, and others.
Disclaimer: Now I officially own Gama-chan
(Naru-chan’s frog wallet), Naru-chan’s
jumper, a Naru-chan key chain, Naru-chan
gashapon(s), a Naru-chan
fan, but I still don’t own Naru-chan!! Uwaaan –cries-
Warnings:
Yaoi ---- MalexMale
relationship
Hetero ----- MalexFemale relationship
Drugs/alcohol --- Mentioning drugs and or alcohol usages.
Language --- Cursing, retarded
tenses and grammar.
AU
---- No ninjas here guys.
OoC ---- They tend to slip sometimes.
Terms:
Taiichoo: Captain.
Gaki: A rude way to call a kid (Much like brat)
Baa-chan/baba: a shortened version of Obaa
(old lady/granny/grandma)
Jii-chan/Jiijii: a shortened version of Ojii
(grandpa)
Hakase: Doctor.
Ero: Pervert.
Shinkasen: Japan’s bullet train.
A/N: Finally an update! Yes, I’m still alive,
but very sick actually. I caught the flu, cough and top all of it fever.
It’s a seasonal sickness now in my country, figuring the unsteady weather. (One day it was terribly hot; temperatures
up to 37º C. The next
day was cold and raining heavily.) I’m working on my other fics
(mainly Fox Hunt), so--- just read and enjoy, ja!
Some major change at this fic:
XxXxXxX – scene/camera change.
:blah blah:– thinking.
blah blah
– Flashback.
---- Recap ----
The
brunette started his engine and drove
from the parking lot, not catching the image of a familiar bike with a familiar
bleeding
blond being carried by a brunette who stopped in front the parlor.
----- End Recap
----
note: I’ve changed Sai’s
reaction in Chapter 2 – Uzumaki Naruto, I think he is less OoC in the
newest version, and that’s why he acted like now. You can check it if you want,
but the story it’s still the same anyway.
Big applause for our favorite beta, Lexx-san!
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Chapter 4 --- Uzumaki Naruto part II
“Strange
guy.” Yamato muttered
out loud after the two ravens stepped out from his parlor. He shrugged and
glanced at his watch, narrowing his eyes as he saw
the time there.
Naruto and Sai were fifteen minutes late.
“I hope nothing
happened to th--” but before he could finish
his words, the door was kicked rather harshly open, making the bell chimed loudly. Yamato raised an eyebrow, knowing the only person who
dared to enter the shop in that
way.
“Yamato-taiichoo, help me! Naruto got
shot!” A panicking Sai cried, supporting an unconscious and
bleeding Naruto at the door, trying to drag the blond
toward the couch.
Yamato’s incoming
lecture immediately disappeared.
XxXxXxX
After checking Naruto’s condition and bringing the blond to his room for some rest, Yamato went to the kitchen and
washed his bloodied hands. As he scrubbed his hand with soap, he sighed
tiredly. “He is fine, Sai, the bullet passed through
his arm, but no major damage.” He said out loud, knowing that Sai was watching him from the doorframe with frown on his
face.
“I know that,” Sai sighed. Yamato heard a
soft tapping sound on the kitchen table.
He
dried his hands and turned to look from the sink to the table. Seeing a glass of
cold water that Sai had laid there, he gulped the liquid. He slumped onto the chair and closed his eyes,
exhausted.
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” Sai
said with another sigh. Even
though Yamato couldn’t see him, he knew there was still a frown on the younger
man face. Yamato knew Sai’s frown was deeper than it was
before.
Yamato opened his
eyes, urging him to continue.
“Kotetsu’s info was right,” Sai replied. As Yamato
nodded, the younger man opened the fridge and took a can of beer and guzzled it most of it in one big swig. “Today we
meet with Oto’s Four,” Sai continued as he walked
briskly to the kitchen table, pulled out a
chair in front of Yamato, and sat on
it, placing his beer on the table.
“Everything was
fine; we had managed to corner them and seize their stuff,” He
exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose,
“They had a bunch of it too, I guess it was a medium
scale shipping.”
At this, Yamato’s showed an are-you-fucking-serious?
expression and Sai responded
smoothly, “Yeah, but Naruto said it was fake, dunno how he can say that by just seeing the liquid
though.” Yamato’s mouth turned into an ‘oh’ as he nodded softly.
Sai took another swig of his beer, “Until that
snake’s sick boy-toy came.” He sneered at the nickname, almost crushing the can
in his hand.
“Sick
boy-toy? Ah, you mean Kimimaro?”
Yamato
questioned. Sai’s venomous scowl answered Yamato’s inquiry effectively. “Wait, that means--” Yamato started but then stopped. Sai’s eyebrow
rose at Yamato’s next comment, “Then it’s Oto’s Five, not Four!” Sai
rolled his eyes at the unnecessary correction.
“Officially it was
four when we first encountered
them then, but whatever.” He muttered under his breath, “Yeah, it was four until he came and started to aid the four. Kotetsu, Izumo and I managed to hold down three of them, but Naruto was against two, Kimimaro
and that nasty mouthed hag.”
“Tayuya.”
The older man corrected.
“Yeah,
her.” Sai sighed, “That’s when things went down the tube, and
everything got worse.” He gulped his beer, tossing the now empty can into the
trashcan. “Kimimaro was a nuisance with his martial
art skills and he used it to divert Naruto’s attention while Tayuya
use the chance to snatch back their stuff.”
Yamato nodded,
encouraging him to go on. “And that stupid blond decide to use some of the
stuff to hold back the two.” Sai
growled darkly at this, clenching his fists
tightly.
Yamato’s brows
scrunched at Sai’s statement, “But I thought he said it was fake?"
He asked worriedly, sometimes Naruto’s actions are
way too brash; he needed to speak about this
with Tsunade and Jiraiya….
again.
“He said that’s why
he decided to use it.” Sai spat maliciously, muttering ‘Stupid fuckin’ Uzumaki,’
under his breath. Then he took another
deep breath to calm his raging emotion. “But he got the effect that he desired; he managed
to hold them back, not even flinching when Tayuya
shot him when we arrived there.”
“Was he…?” The
older man asked grimly.
The dark haired
tattoo artist shook his head, “No, it’s not Kyuubi’s
aftereffect, he’s still Naruto; the fakes aren’t that good I guess. Kimimaro and Tayuya retreated
after knowing that we outnumbered them, although her darts managed to hit Kotetsu
before they ran, but he’s ok, Izumo helped him.”
Yamato sighed
contentedly; it’s bad if another sweeper is listed in the black book. “And Naruto?” Sai
snorted at the question, “Let me
guess, he’s bouncing and grinning there, announcing another successful mission, being all happy, dancing with bloodied arm and all, then deciding to drive his
bike halfway back and faint after the effect wore off, and in turn making you drive his bike back here, kicking
the door harshly while supporting him?” Yamato concluded.
“That’s Naruto for you,” Sai said.
Yamato groaned after hearing the affirmative and rubbed his temple while walking out of the kitchen, “Where do you think you’re
going?” The raven-haired sweeper asked him, and Yamato muttered something and made the ‘phone’ insignia with his hand. Sai
grinned at this, knowing what lay for Naruto after
that call. “By the way, I put the stuff at the usual place.” Sai informed Yamato, walking up
the stairs, wanting to go to Naruto’s room.
“Oh
yeah, Sai.” Yamato called to him
when he had reached the halfway mark in
the stairs, “When he wakes up, Naruto surely
won’t be happy knowing that you used his bike
without permission.” There was a grin in the older man’s teasing tone, but Sai just rolled his eyes and proceeded on his way.
That was, after
all, unnecessary information.
XxXxXxX
Naruto groaned agonizingly, waking up from his
unconscious state. His head pounded like hell. He opened his eyes to see a
familiar ceiling. :Sai must have brought me home: He mused, making the bed creaking softly as
he tried to sit up. “Ugh.” He winced and
the world around him spun faster than before, forcing him to lie back again.
“That’s what you
get for acting like hero, moron.” Someone’s voice came from the doorframe. Naruto
blinked, :Why
the hell was Sasuke standing at his door?: He rubbed his eyes,
not believing what he saw, and indeed, Sasuke’s
figure melted into another dark haired figure.
:Go figures, you’re
hallucinating, blondie. Damn drugs!: “Sai?” He croaked
weakly.
Sai stepped closer, “Sorry to disappoint you, blondie.” The older raven sits at the end of the bed,
eyeing the blond carefully. “You okay?”
He asked, pouring a glass of water and giving it to the blond.
“Yeah, but my head
hurts like hell, and my skin itches.” :Not to mention that
I’m having
delusions about Sasuke: But
Naruto decide to let that information slip; instead,
the fox-like man try to sit up and drink the water. With Sai’s help,
he pushed the glass and drank softly when he
felt well enough. “God!”
He groaned again when his head protested his movement.
“Don’t move too
much, it seems your body isn’t healed enough.” Sai
sighed and placed the glass back to the table.
“It’s feels like I
got a heavy hangover but beside that and a tired
body, I’m perfectly fine.”
The raven nodded in
understanding “Yamato-taiichoo said that your arm is
fine, the bullet pass through
it there
was no major damage.” The
younger sweeper nodded, his mouth the shape of an ‘o’, but before he could manage to say anything else, he suddenly found
Sai’s fist smashed into
his face, hard, making the blond tumble off
the bed.
“WHAT
THE FUCK THAT WAS FOR?!”
The blond hollered, wiping his now bleeding nose.
“That’s for making us worried.” Sai
smiled, and threw him a pack of tissues. The blond grimaced and shoved
a large
amount of tissues to his nose,
“And this is for making me carry you
halfway back.” Sai pinched Naruto’s
bleeding nose, making the blond shriek in pain.
Yamato burst through the door, hearing Naruto’s
thunderous shriek, “What the- Oh.” He stopped in mid stance, seeing the view of
the room; a smug looking Sai and a Naruto with a bloody nose. The oldest brunette put the pieces together; “You should have punched him harder,” Yamato grinned.
“WHAT?!”
XxXxXxX
“Ne Sasuke, watcha doin?” The blond plopped down beside the raven who was
reading something.
“Well incase you can’t see, I’m reading, dobe.” He answered, not taking
his eyes away from
the book.
“Bastard.”
The blond snorted beside him and scooted closer. “What are you reading anyway?”
Naruto put his chin on the raven shoulder, peering at
the book in his friend’s hands. He
flipped the page with one hand, making Sasuke tear
his attention from the book to the blond.
“What do you think you’re doing?” The raven
glared at his so called best friend.
“Well incase you didn’t know, I’m trying to
annoy you, Sasuke-teme.” He grinned, nuzzling Sasuke’s neck. The raven almost laughed; well it was not
his fault that his neck was ticklish and that one day the blond found out and almost
tickled him to death. Instead laughing, he closed his book and tapped it rather
hard on the blond’s head. “Ow!
What’s that for?!” Naruto winced and rubbed his head.
“Your punishment.”
The raven smirked and put his book on the grass, stretching his body. The blond
peered at the book; eyes widened a little at the title, making one of Sasuke’s dark
eyebrow rise.
Reaching the book, Naruto
frowned, “Japan’s
Law System? This seems difficult.” He muttered, Sasuke
smirked, eyeing the book in the blond’s hand, “Do you
want to be a lawyer, Sasuke?” The fox boy asked, eyes
blinking owlishly.
“Hn.”
“Is that a yes ‘hn’,
or no ‘hn’, hn?” Naruto asked, still flipping the book pages and frowning
rather cutely when he found any unfamiliar words at the page. This time it was Sasuke’s
turn to put his chin at his friend shoulder,
peeking at the words.
“Between that and a detective.” He
muttered, Naruto made an ‘oh’ sound,
closed the book silently and stared at his friend.
“Well, I think you are better fitted as a detective with an attitude
like that.” He grinned and Sasuke snorted. ”But
seriously, I think detective suits you better, Sasuke.”
He paused, “And I do believe you can become one.” Naruto
smiled cheekily to his friend.
“Of course I can, dobe. I’m Uchiha Sasuke.” The raven joked, with a hint of smile in his lips.
“Bastard.” He
muttered and released a sigh. That was
when Sasuke was positive that something was bothering
his best friend.
“What
is it?” He asked seriously, eyes stared at his blue orbs.
“I can’t hide anything from you can I?” Naruto lay down at the grass, gazing at the clouds. Sasuke followed his friend’s
gesture but he propped his elbows
with his eyes locked on Naruto’s posture. “It’s my
dad… I… haven’t received any of his letters these two months.”
“And you’re worried?” Sasuke pressed gently. When the blond let out a long sigh, he knew. “Ah, you miss him,” Sasuke
smirked, making the blond blush hard. Naruto rolled to the side as an
attempt to cover his blush. ”Well, maybe he’s just busy, you said so yourself
that nowadays he’s busy don’t you?” A nod was the answer that Sasuke received.
“But you still send your letters
don’t you?” Naruto rolled back, his blush gone.
“Yeah.”
“He’ll be fine, don’t think too much or your
head will explode, usuratonkachi.” Naruto snorted at that but smiled nevertheless.
“Thanks, bastard.”
“Hn.”
XxXxXxX
Blue eyes fluttered
open when his alarm clock beeped, Naruto
groaned and rolled in his bed, his eyes squinting at his alarm clock. It
flashed 8
AM. He blinked
several times and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He sighed and stared blankly
at the ceiling.
Why did he dream
about Sasuke? Well, actually it wasn’t a dream, but rather a memory from a long
time ago. :But why?: He hadn’t dreamt about anything -or dreamt about Sasuke for that matter- since he had started
taking the drugs.
He turned to his
side, rubbing his now blood-free
but bandaged nose. Maybe it was because of the
reunion? The blond’s
eyebrows wrinkled.
Naruto rolled again, back to his earlier position.
He closed his eyes, remembering the reunion last week and a soft smile crept
onto his lips. It was fun to actually interact with them, not just eyeing them
from the shadows.
For three years, three
fucking long years, he had to go through only watching his friends, watching them go on with their lives. He had to watch
them from the shadows, sometimes guarding them of or keeping them away from trouble.
And it hurt.
It hurt so fucking much whenever he saw the girls go shopping
together, sometimes speaking about him and their memories of him. It hurt so fucking much whenever he saw the guys take a break and go to the bar and somebody would announce
morosely that it would be more fun if he were there with them.
But he was there.
The whole time.
Not a single one of his
friends knew that.
He remembered
clearly Sasuke’s graduation day, the day he gained
his detective
license. He had been there,
watching the raven proudly.
Honestly, he never thought that Sasuke would seriously become a detective, and Naruto felt
very flattered at the knowledge that it was his suggestions that convinced the
raven to be a detective.
In the bench-table park
of Tokyo University, sat two people, one, a man with a spiky jet black hair and
another, a pink haired woman, both of them currently reading books.
“Ne… Sasuke-kun, what makes you want to become a detective?” The
pink haired girl asked as she tucked
a strand of loose hair behind her ear, and
flipped a few pages of her book. The raven beside her raised a delicate onyx
eyebrow and tore his attention away from
his book.
“What’s with the sudden question?”
“Just curious, that’s all.” Sakura grinned,
“Well-” She paused, thinking about her next words, “If- if you want to catch
your… brother… Wouldn’t the police get more cases?”
Sasuke fell silent at that, making
his pink haired friend fidget in her seat anxiously. But, unknown to both of
them, a man seated not so
far away from them was listening
the rather interesting conversation eagerly.
The younger Uchiha
sighed, making Sakura winced, :How stupid I can be! I shouldn’t bring that up!:
“An… old friend of
mine had said that I should be detective with my kind of attitude.” Sakura’s
head snapped up; she hadn’t expected to
see Sasuke propping his chin in one hand, his expression soft. “So I decide to take up
his idea.” And he smiled.
At that time, Naruto had
decided that that day was the best day
he had had after coming back to Japan. Not to mention that he had managed to kick Kabuto’s
ass when sweeping that afternoon, also.
He grinned at the
memory; if Sasuke knew that he had been stalk- er…
following him for almost three years Sasuke would
be furious. But in reality, Naruto was glad that Kiba
actually accidentally spotted him and forced him to go to the reunion, that way
he could interact with his friends normally, and settle things with a certain
raven.
Speaking of that Uchiha, Naruto dared to bet his one-month ramen supply that now
the current person was angry with him. Heck, he even wouldn’t be surprised if Sasuke was
searching for his whereabouts now. “Good luck on finding me, bastard.” He
grinned cheekily, positive that Sasuke couldn’t find
him, no matter how good he was.
Oh, if only the blond knew.
He sighed rather
sadly. Maybe because that was the last
time he could chat freely with his friend, well,
until his problems were finished, of
course, which was rather impossible...
Actually, Sai often reminded him not to meddle too much in his friend’s life and social life, remembering his current state and lifestyle;
but it’s almost impossible to detach himself from Sasuke…
At Italy, he spent his first two weeks without the raven with brooding, brooding
and brooding some more, making both Tsunade and Jiraiya worried.
The old pervert
even commented that he was acting like a lovesick schoolgirl--which he denied of course- he did not act
like that! He just missed teasing that bastard! Sasuke
was indeed his best friend, and it was quite… different without him around.
“Ack!
I feel so corny!” The twenty-two-year-old man rolled in his bed. Both hands were in his blond hair, blushing slightly at his
own comment.
“Glad that you finally
realize that, blondie,” a voice said. Naruto glared at the trespassing brunette, but
said person ignored and just smiled
at him. Naruto knew that smile; something bad usually
followed that smile. “And it’s good to see you
already awake. You’ve got a call, Naruto.”
Naruto’s brow wrinkled, “Who is it?” Sai’s smile widened at the question, :Oh
yeah, something bad was going to happen
soon.:
“Oh, it’s just
someone who wants to talk with you.” An almost eerie smirk formed in those pale
lips, and the blond sweeper swore he heard evil laughs coming from behind Sai’s back
when he said that!
Grumbling, Naruto grudgingly stepped
out from his bed, flexing his stiff muscles after spending the last three days
sleeping. With the older raven’s
smiling eyes still fixed on
him, he snatched a pair of random lounge pants and put them on as he made his
way to the phone. Well, Naruto was positively sure
that Sai didn’t
have any objections in seeing him wandering the
house dressed
only in his boxers, but he doubted
that Yamato-taiichoo would share that opinion.
“Uzumaki speaking.” The blond answered mildly.
“GAKI! HOW STUPID
YOU CAN BE?!” The
voice owner hollered angrily on the phone line, making the
blond wince and rub his almost deaf ear.
“Geez baba, I didn’t wake up in
the morning just to be yelled at.” Naruto muttered
darkly, putting a good distance between his ear and the phone knowing the old
hag would make another screech (or screeches), and indeed she was.
:I knew something bad was going to happen!:
After assuming that
she won’t let out another disastrous shriek(s) again, Naruto
put back the phone in his hearing range, “I’m not a kid anymore, baba; you can stop worrying about me.” He sighed, he really appreciated the old hag’s
attention and worries, but for godsakes, she should
stop calling him whenever he came back from sweeping!
He was no longer a
fucking rookie when it came to sweeping!
“What makes you think that I’m not allowed to be worried after hearing that you
take the supposed-to-be-seized
drugs for yourself?.!”
Naruto can imagine the dark cloud behind the buxom
blonde when she hissed those words venomously. Naruto
groaned and glared at Sai who was passing by rather
intentionally and mouthed ‘You deserved it, blondie.’
While smirking smugly, he walked away.
:Do they have to report
every fucking
single thing that I do to them?!: The blond rubbed his temple, “It’s a fake,
baa-chan, and
I only took two vials; it’s nothing compared to the real thing. This one is far
more inferior, you shouldn’t worry ‘coz there’s no aftereff--.”
“Feed that shit to
someone else, Uzumaki.” Tsunade
growled, “I’m worried about you, not the Kyuubi
aftereffect!”
Naruto couldn’t
help to smile at those words; he knew that, but the reassurance always made him
feel better. “I’m fine baa-chan, aside a bullet going
through my arm, I’m fine.” The older blonde sighed in defeat at that, “Oh and
the drugs only give me itches and one hell hangover-like effect.” He added
afterward. He could see the frown on the Tsunade’s face at his last confession.
“Go see Kurenai, gaki.” -Check your
condition, Naruto.-
“Geez, do you want me get castrated, baa-chan?”
-I’m fine, don’t worry.-
“I’m warning you gaki.” -Please Naruto, just
incase.-
“Geez, I’ll check up on her when I have the time, ‘k?” -Alright.-
“See her or you can say goodbye to field job, gaki.” -Stay out of trouble, Naruto.-
“Yes mother.”
“Yamato, Sai, you guys can stop eavesdropping now.” Tsunade said and chuckled when Yamato’s voice said something along the lines of ‘See, I told you she knew we were
listening.’ to someone who was un-doubtfully Sai. Naruto growled when hearing that; they were happy
listening Tsunade chewing him out! “And please make
sure the gaki go to Kurenai’s
place for me.”
“Don’t worry mam, we will.” Yamato’s voice spoke up before he hung up.
“Oh
Naruto?
Jiraiya already heard
about this.” She said while chuckling, and hung up the phone.
Naruto groaned at the new information and hung up
the phone, but before he could
walk away from his spot, the phone start ringing; shoving the idea to run away
from the phone to the back of his mind, the blond answer the phone warily.
“Uh…. Hello?”
“BRAT! DO YOU EVER THINK BEFORE YOU
DO SOMETHING?!”
A voice hollered, this time
it was a man.
:Well, here we go again.:
XxXxXxX
“Yo! How’s your wound?” Naruto
plopped beside Kotetsu who was slouching on the love
seat. The older man scooted over, leaving a space for the blond, and yawned.
“No big deal, just
a scratch. How’s yours?”
“Nah,
nothing that I can’t handle.”
The blond grinned widely, pointing at his bandaged arm. Kotetsu
leaned closer and poked the wounded arm, making
the unsuspecting blond yelp and jump in response, the older man just grinned at
the now glaring blond.
“Nothing
that you can’t handle, huh?”
The blond glared harder, “So— what made you come here, blondie?”
Naruto huffed at the question, shielding his wounded
arm from the older man at the same time.
“The old hag told
me to go here or I can say goodbye to field work.” He growled, “I wonder when she will start to see me as twenty two years old
instead twelve.” Kotetsu snickered at that snide
remark.
“Maybe you should
start acting like one, Naruto,” Said a man in his sixties a matter-of-factly while emerged from one of the room there,
holding a clipboard in one of his hand, and thwacked it playfully in blond tuft of Naruto’s head.
“Sarutobi-jii chan!” Naruto yelped,
rubbing his sore head, “Do you have to hit me that hard?” The old man just
rubbed his chin and flipped the paper in his clipboard, ignoring the whining
blond.
“Well, remembering
why Tsunade sent you here, I’d say yes, I should hit you that hard, harder
even.” Naruto meeped at the
threat, “Kurenai is
in her room, you can go see her now.” Naruto decided to
jump and totter to Kurenai’s workplace before Sarutobi had decided to give him another lump on his head.
“Kurenai-hakase?” Naruto softly knocked the door to Kurenai’s room.
“Come in.” A short
answer could be heard from behind
the door. The blond entered the room slowly. Behind the work desk a woman, almost in her thirties, sat,
shoulder length raven hair with red eyes and a stunning
beauty was the woman’s
special trait. How this
beautiful-yet-easily-pissed-and-deadly-beyond-else-woman managed to be a
skilful doctor was beyond Naruto. “Ah,
Naruto-kun, fancy seeing you here.” The doctor
eyes turned into half moons, seeing who her next victim-err patient
was.
“You know why I’m
here, hakase.” The young sweeper snorted while hopping onto the examining bed. Kurenai just raised her
delicate eyebrows and flipped
the paper in her clipboard, writing
something on it and walking to the examining bed.
“Except a major
hangover-like and itching skin there’re no other aftereffects?” The fox-like
man nodded his head, “Two vials huh? That’s pretty stupid move, don’t you
think?” The doctor muttered to no one and shoved the thermometer to the blond’s mouth rather violently, almost gagging him.
“Ish ekh faig! Shas wey-” Kurenai snapped the younger
man’s jaw shut, earning a heartfelt glare from the latter. Kurenai just
ignored him and snatched the thermometer at the correct time.
“Pardon? What are you saying earlier?” She asked
while eyeing the tool.
“I said that it was a fake! That’s why I took the risk to use it! Sheez!
You oldies are all the same!” He grumbled at the doctor; who suddenly yanked
his wounded arm, and opened the
now bloodied bandage, ignoring the screeches that flew from her patient’s mouth.
“Hm--- No major damage, the muscles are intact too-- though
it’s still bleeding. You’re one hell of a lucky
guy, Uzumaki.” The brunette doctor released her
(still shocked and wincing) patient arm and walked to the medical cabinet,
checking and taking some stuff from it.
“You yanked and
ripped it! It would be a miracle if it’s not bleeding!.!”
Naruto screeched and glared daggers at Kurenai’s back
who just shrugged and continued to search for some stuff in the cabinet. “Now I know
why you’re still single.” Naruto muttered under his
breath, wishing the doctor didn’t hear him but wanted to speak it out loud at that same time.
To bad, Kurenai did hear him loud and clear.
“I see….” The
doctor stopped her search, closed the cabinet and walked slowly with heavy aura
in her back, both hands
holding something that looked like a sharp needle and something else.
:Crap! Crap! Crap! Now she’s gonna kill me for sure!!: Naruto unconsciously crawled back to the corner of the examining bed, it
was not really helping when she was smirking like that!! “Uh-
Hakase? Wha- what
are you…uh- going to do with that needle?” Beads of cold sweat trickled down
the sweeper’s forehead.
“Your wound needs
to be stitched… Na-ru-to-kun.”
She drew out every syllables of Naruto’s name
smirking evilly all the time, “With this!” before promptly stabbing the needle to his arm.
And, not quite manly
shrieks could be heard from Kurenai’s office later that morning.
XxXxXxX
Naruto cursed, he decided that today was his bad
luck day; he winced when another passenger enter the Shinkasen
and squeezed into the already stuffed
train. Geez, if only he could bring his bike with
him. But after Kurenai’s evil needle he could barely
lift his arm.
Kurenai just had decided to stitch his wound without giving him any
sedative! He groaned at the literally bloodied memory, and she had the audacity
want to take a big tube of his blood for blood example after that! Deciding to
throw his pride to the trashcan nearby, Naruto took
the action that any sane man would do.
He left the office by
running like hell.
Enough needle
experiences in one day. Maybe he
could go back and take the blood test tomorrow, or after Kurenai’s
rage was much much calmer.
And it was just his luck when he took the train that working day and traffic hour especially. Naruto shifted in place, searching for a way to stand more properly and comfortably
with one wounded arm. He was a
bit lucky because he stood in a place
that not too far away from the door,
but he wished the mass current wouldn’t sway
his way to the wrong stop.
Sighing, the blond
stared at the window, catching a glimpse of his blue eyes there through the
reflection. Some high-school
girls were giggling when he caught their eyes from the glass. Naruto sighed and stared through the window glass, not in
the mood for flirting.
:Let’s list my luck or lack thereof these days…:
:First of all… got shot by that nasty mouthed woman, got a
major hangover and skin itch for almost two days… almost got a broken nose ‘coz
that PMS-ing asshole, got chewed out by baa-chan and ero-jiijii very early in the morning, got thwacked by Sarutobi-jii,
got stitched like hell by Kurenai-hakase…:
He shuddered at the latest
memory.
When the train
stopped at his destination the blond got
off from the train. Feeling the need of something sweet to enlighten his mood,
he bought some warm chocolate from the vending machine,
and drinking it contents while walking slowly through familiar streets.
Stopping in front
of his parlor, he dumped the now empty paper cup to the trash bin in front of
his store, mood lighten drastically; Naruto grinned
broadly, deciding that his bad luck that day
had already ended. He opened up the door to his
parlor, stepping in and murmuring ‘I’m back.’ cheekily in the front door.
That was before his
eyes meet with familiar onyx eyes.
“Long time no see, dobe.”
“Shit-”
Nope, his bad luck
hadn’t ended yet.
---- To Be Continued ---
This chapter fic(s)
recommendation:
-
Talk to Me by Rasengan22 one word for this fic---
awesome!!!
-
The Sound of Dream by Zrina wonderful NaruSasuNaru
fic.
-
Volatile by Hina88 another wonderful in denial and regretful Sasuke fic X3
A/N: That’s all for this chapter, honestly I don’t know when I’ll
be updating again, probably in next month or two.
I’m currently staying away from the i-net
for two weeks until I have unlimited time, so I
won’t and can’t be updating and replying to
all your reviews that frequently, but yes
I’ll still read them, and replying some of the reviews that have questions in it.
Thank you for you
all who already spare your time and energy for reading and (especially)
reviewing; some of you give me a good feedback and ideas –huggles- thank
you all,
Love much,
Ash.
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