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Naruto Mini Stories	By : Strailo Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 35017 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this piece of fiction and will continue to make no profit from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.

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Title: Be Mine
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Kisame/Naruto
Part: 1
Word Count: 2,140
AN: This story went way longer than originally planned. I’m not joking you guys. I had to split it in half, so deal with that fact?

Damn plot.

Anyways, this is for fadedlullabyes and I hope you like it sweet thing.

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Sighing as the last of his students filtered out of his first period class, Naruto ran his fingers through his blond hair, the locks catching the light and turning liquid gold. He sighed and gave all of the pink, red and white decorations a dark look, muttering about people shoving their relationship status down those who had no one. He wondered if he could get away with strangling the happily married principle before deciding Jiraya’s wife would try and strangle him.

“Idiot principles,” he muttered as he sat down at his desk and grabbed the papers that his students had handed in just before they had left. He had told them to write an about Valentines Day, choosing any subject that came to mind about it. The students had had nearly 3 months, seeing as his classes were one of the few year round classes for those who were in the advance English classes.

By the looks of it, he had a variety of essays ranging from the origins of Valentines day to the origins of gift giving and decorations. It would be an interesting mix of reading when he got around to it and he wondered if his other three classes would give him something just as good. Cracking his neck, he placed the pile of papers into his desk drawer and pulled out the day’s test, a pink envelope dropping from amongst them.

“What the…?” he muttered, picking up the envelope as some of his students came in, one or two of them carrying gifts and boxes of chocolates in their arms. Sitting back in his seat, he looked around the class as the last of his students ran in just as the bell rang. “Alright everyone. Take a test and pass them back. When you’re done bring them and your essays up to the front and if you need to print it out, I’ll give you a pass to go do so in the library. Remember, you lose a third of your points if you turn it in later then the end of class today,” he said as the students sat down.

Putting the envelope to the side for the moment, he stood up and grabbed the tests, laying the packets down onto the first seat of each row, letting them be passed back. “You have until the end of class, you can use your notes but no books. Remember this isn’t a big test, just one that is here to gauge what you’ve retained and remembered,” he continued, sitting down and flipping on the small stereo he kept for tests. “Begin.”

As the students started on their tests, he picked up the envelope and opened the flap with a frown. Looking up and making sure that his students were paying attention to the test and not him, he pulled out the simple Valentine’s Day card, blond eyebrows shooting upwards as blue eyes blinked.

A blush spread over lightly tanned whiskered cheeks as he read over the words. ‘Even the loneliest lily can be the most beautiful lily?’ he thought, blushing even more heavily at the “From your admirer” that was carefully signed and thought about who’s writing it.

It was familiar but he just couldn’t place it.

He found out that the card was just the start of the gifts, a small vase with his favorite tiger lilys’ amongst baby’s breath being carried into the class by an student office assistant. Over the next few hours as he worked his way through his second period class, then lunch and then his last two classes of the day, more gifts came. A teddy bear holding a heart that said “Be Mine”, a large felt lily that was wrapped around a giant bar of his favorite white chocolate, a small ornament in the shape of a wreath that he had been wanting to pick up since it came out and finally a box of his favorite hard candies from one of the local sweet shops sat on his desk.

He was flabbergasted and confused as to who had sent all of them, and his students were all teasing him that he had a secret admirer.

Sighing as the last of his students left, Naruto flopped down into his chair and chuckled as he popped a caramel into his mouth, sucking on the hard candy as the door closed after the last of his students. Shaking his head, he looked over the items and stroked a hand over the soft fur of the bear. “Who sent you, little bear?” he asked, smiling and shaking his head with a rueful look. “Wonder if they’ll end up telling me who they are.”

Sighing, he gathered the papers from the last class and laid them onto a clear spot on his desk and pulled out the other essays from his classes, putting them on top of the other papers. Once that was done, he started to read through the essays, marking where he needed to and adding a note at the end of each essay. He then wrote down the grade for that student and moved onto the next essay.

By the time he was half way done with the first classes essays, it was later in the afternoon and he looked up as the sound of the janitor’s cart clattered past his door. “Damn,” he muttered, gathering the papers and shoving them into his briefcase. He was soon heading out of the school, coming to a stop at the sight of another pink envelope sitting on the dashboard of his car. He wasn’t very surprised by the fact someone had left something in his car, having it happen often since he tended not to lock his car, but it was the fact that it was another envelope that surprised him.

Opening his door, he slid into the driver’s side seat and put his filled backpack onto the seat next to him before grabbing the envelope. Tearing it open, he blinked at the invitation to his home, which only a few had the keys to much less knew where it was located, and a dinner in with his admirer. “Well…maybe this Valentine’s won’t be so bad,” he mused softly, flushing as he smiled.

Starting the car, closing the door and pulling out of his space, it only took him a good thirty minutes to get to his home on the edge of town, pulling into the garage, finding the other space filled with a car that was covered. Deciding not to peek under the cover, Naruto slipped out of the car, making sure that he had his bag in hand, and walked into the house via his garage door, stepping into the kitchen.

The lights were all dimmed and it looked as if the dishes that whoever it was had used was clean, making him smile. He tugged off his jacket and hung it on the hooks next to his door before putting his bag aside, knowing that he would be doing something much more fun than work. At least that was what his instincts were telling him and he tended to trust his instincts.

Swallowing as he kicked off his shoes, putting them next to a pair of larger pair of loafers, Naruto took a deep breath and stepped into his rather cozy dining room, blue eyes widening. He was staring at the dark red pillar candles that sat in the middle of his table in the breakfast nook that he used instead of an actual table. The dishes were simple and came from his collection from when he did Christmas and birthday parties, all of it dark red crystal that shone against the off white of the table cloth.

But it wasn’t the simple, lovely, perfect display before him but rather the larger than life man that sat in the booth, holding a red crystal goblet that was filled with something that looked like a good wine. Dark eyes watched him from under the fringe of the pale, icy blue hair of the man as he smirked, teeth white and catching the light of the candles.

“Kisame, what…?” Naruto asked his co-worker, blinking a few more times as the man placed his goblet down onto the table and slid out of the booth. The other man was a part of the History department and ran the advanced placement history classes, a kind of partner to Naruto’s own classes since most of their students overlapped.

“Well, I was told by a certain Japanese weasel that you would be spending another Valentine’s day alone and decided that I should do something about that,” Kisame drawled, smirking at still staring Naruto. Moving over the other, he looked down slightly as Naruto looked up, blinking in surprise. Even though the younger teacher was over 6 feet tall, Kisame was pushing it at 6 foot 7, just the right height difference in the history teachers mind.

“What about you? I thought you were dating someone,” Naruto said, voice soft, almost as if he didn’t want to break the atmosphere around them.

“I wasn’t. They were stalking me actually and it was Itachi that helped me get them off my back,” Kisame admitted, scratching one cheek with a sheepish smile.

“I see,” Naruto chuckled, shaking his head and smiling slightly. “So what are we going to do now?” he asked, eyeing the table that had covered dishes that a delicious scent coming from under them.

“Well, Itachi was kind enough to tell me when you were on your way so the food is still fresh,” Kisame said, placing a hand on Naruto’s lower back and leading him over to the table, letting him slide into the booth.

“Was he the one to also provide you with a key to my house and the garage door opener?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“No. That was his duck,” Kisame stated, smirking at the burst of snickers that came from Naruto as he lifted the domes that covered the food. “On today’s menu we have salimbocca of zucchini, hearts of palm, baby spinach and red onion salad with a nice citrus vinaigrette, and black cherry and black pepper lamp chops with sweet pea risotto. For dessert we have your favorite chocolate-amaretto soft cake. To drink, a favorite amongst all of us, Pinot Noir from Itachis own yards,” he drawled, Naruto nearly drooling at the spread before him.

“Did you order out?” he asked, blinking up at Kisame as the man chuckled and shook his head.

“No, I didn’t. I cooked it, as proof by the dishes in your dishwasher. I was able to make a few of the stuff yesterday, but most of it was done today. I let my last class go to the library and be watched over by my TA to work on their history project so I could get here and start everything,” Kisame hummed, pouring some of the wine that had been waiting for them.

Naruto chuckled and nodded his head, taking his glass with a smile. “Thank you, for this. Did you really mean what you wrote on your notes?” he asked as Kisame served the food and sat down with him.

“Of course I did, Naruto. You deserve to be happy and deserve to have someone in your life who loves you,” Kisame rumbled, grasping the other’s hand and bringing it up to his lips, brushing a kiss on the back of it as his eyes flared. “Now, I have much planned for this weekend and I will be doing everything that I plan to as long as you let me. But we need energy.”

Naruto swallowed heavily, his eyes wide as he wiggled in his place. The words sent heat sliding through him, thick and fast as he flushed and looked down at the food before him. They were soon eating, talking comfortably with one another as they enjoyed what Kisame had made, surprising Naruto at just how good the large shark and history lover was at cooking.

“Oh gods, if you keep feeding me like this I will be a fat teacher,” Naruto moaned as he finished off the last of his dessert. Kisame was watching him with intense eyes, his own lust for the man flaring bright in them as his soon to be lover moaned some more over the chocolate.

“I’m sure we can work those calories off for you,” Kisame chuckled, smirking as the other blushed lightly but looked at him with a smirk on his lips.

“Oh can you?” Naruto purred. The leer he got was answer enough. “How about I take a quick shower and wash off the day since I figured you’ve already done so, while you clean up the dishes?” he suggested.

Kisame chuckled and nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

“Good.”
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