Day of Recognition | By : SilverblueDolphin Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: the characters from Naruto do not belong to me but to their respectful owners. All other characters that are not apart of the series/manga, are mine. If I make any. ^_^;;
Warnings: Frustrations, weariness, confusion of a character and the beginnings of a trustful but cautious bond.
Summary: The Fourth's Recreational day is about to make an unexpectant turn
upside down, for better or worse.
Day of Recognition
by: Silverblue
'What a relief,. . . I'd thought I'd never get a chance to myself,' thought Namikaze Minato, smiling and waving at the retreating bare backs of the girls, as they sauntered off, giggling and glancing back at him; still flirting, as they went back to their own onsen on the other side of the bamboo wall.
Waiting a few permissisible minutes to regain his mind-set, the young Hokage grinned shamelessly and flung his damp towel from around his waist, as it slapped against the edge of the rock ledge in the corner of his eye, before breaking into a run towards the ledge of the onsen and jumping; bringing his arms in and knees high to his chest, to canniball into the boiling silvery-green volcanic waters below, with a hugemungus splash.
Earning a few curious glances of bewildered passing patrons' and a discontented shake from the head of the assistant mangager, who'd witnessed the childish specter unbefitting for a respected young man.
Coming up for air, Minato smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his golden-head in mild-apology, at the warning glare he received from the assistant manager and swam over near the pile of boulders and built-in minature waterfalls, where he stopped in the water and paddled with his feet, before with a motion of his legs, flipped to his back and stayed, floating.
Closing his crystal-blue eyes, Minato took the moment to wipe off the perspire line that formed on his brow by the building temperatures and sauna-like steam, as the duo combo swirled and bubbled around him.
Relaxing, he basked in the sun's welcomed rays as the golden beams beat down on his face, his neck, and the upper portion of his body that wasn't submerged in the bubbly waters, as he continued his interrupted nap by the girls back there.
Just then, as the onsen waters worked its magic and eased the stresses of his everyday life out from his exhausted body, again; Minato's sense of forbiddance picked up a cluster of large chakra signatures. Followed by an erratic spike, than a sudden drop in signatures than another spike of fluctuating chakra, before settling to one weak chakra signal that seemed to be transmitting from outside, in the thicket of fur trees that blanketed the remote Onset Resort, somewhere north-east, 40 miles away at his current location.
Heaving a resigned sigh, Minato accepted this interruption as a sign, that his time here,...was not meant to be.
Dutifully, the young Konoha leader swam over until he was at the waist-deep part of the onsen and stood up slowly from the foamy waters. There, he waded over to the rock ledge, where he had laid his jounin uniform, the red & white flame overcoat Jiraiya had given him, his discarded towel and a soft cotton robe the Inn staff lady attendant had provided him with.
Climbing out, Minato grabbed the discarded towel from the grouped items and dried himself off with much enthusiasm as listening to one of the advisory council meetings back home at his village on a lazy afternoon.
As he did, he glanced back at his mirror reflection in the foaming water below, by chance and Minato's eyes widened slightly at his scorched skin.
The sun had tanned him slightly darker than he usually liked by his nap and would remind himself in the future, to spot some sun-tan lotion on before he hopped back into any waters.
Thought in mind, Minato went about his business, all the while thinking how it was unfortunate that he had to leave, just as he was finally receiving some time to himself.
Dried, he dropped the towel near his feet and reached over to retrieve his undershirt from the smooth slate surface. He pulled it over his head and neck, resting the billowed cloth on his shoulders, until he could pull each arm through the sleeve holes, as the shirt fell down and over his chest to his waist.. covering him.
Since he got here, the girls had been busy flirting with him, and although Minato felt honored and charmed, especially being a bachelor again since his wife divorced him 5 months back, he was more appreciative of having the opportunity to take the day off from being the Hokage. By taking in the serene view of the onsen Resort and soaking up the sun rays as the volcanic heat took the tension from his body and wrapped him in a world of bliss, without paperwork and constant hassle from the village committee and his resident office assistances, that hackled him to his exhaustive state.
Letting out a desolate sigh, Minato slipped into his vest effortlessly, as the padded protectant and his undershirt hung to his back, as lines of wetness dripped down his neck to his lower back from his wet head.
His shinobi pants followed.
For his sandals, Minato sat himself down on the rock edge and put them on.. wrapping his bandages back on, knotting them to secure them in place.
That over, he stood up but not after grabbing his leaf headband in his hand. Tying it around his forehead, he gave it a good tug on the knot, so it won't unravel.
Satisfied by his near-perfect appearance, Minato stared regretfully at what he had to leave behind.
The air around him smelled of minerals and sulfur, as the dampness produced by the steam from the boiling onsen waters clung to his uniform in millions of dew drops. The girls laughter echoed softly from behind the bamboo wall, as splashing and jokes were passed around in guffs of mock-slaps and highly amused snorts.
Sighing from the lost, Minato grabbed his weapon pouch and his red & white overcoat with the symbol of his Hokage title on the back and prepared his departure.
With a leap, he jumped over the bamboo fence, separating the wilderness and into the cluster of trees, grouped together in a sea of forest green.
Taking a branch at a time, Minato used high speeds to make his way over to the chakra signature he sensed not so long ago.
To be continued,...
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