Saving's Box | By : loveusender Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A stubborn Naruto Uzumaki sat in detention again for causing trouble in class, his other classmates having gone out to play while he had to stay inside on the lunch break, staring at Iruka-sensei’s tired form bent over his desk marking papers. He was hungry and he missed his friend Sasuke, knowing the dark haired boy was probably outside away from the others, throwing kunai at a tree.
He wanted to do that, to be out there with him and he knew precious time was wasting. His friend had been keeping to himself a lot and Naruto didn’t want that, didn’t want to lose the only friend that he’d had in a long time. His dirty fingers scratched at the wooden desk as the clocked ticked slowly in mirth, mocking his injustice. Atop Iruka’s desk sat the prized box. In that box was something that the blond haired boy wanted; needed desperately. Sasuke’s birthday was today and he knew just the thing he wanted to buy. He felt like the day was almost wasted and it was his entire fault but he had a fail-safe plan, one that would surely get him back in the ravens’ good graces. He didn’t want to get it trouble, but it was for Sasuke, his bestest friend in the whole wide world. “’Ruka-sensei, can I gwo to the bathshroom?” He tried to appeal with his cerulean blues that just leaked cuteness until Iruka caved. “Sure Naruto, but don’t take too long okay?” the blond bided his time in the bathroom and crept outside the classroom door ever so often to see if Iruka was still there. For a while he peered through the tempered glass window with its big golden letters until he finally saw Iruka get up. Naruto quickly dove around a corridor to slink into the shadows as Iruka opened and closed the door, seeming to go to the staff room. Now was his chance! The little blond reached up with his five year old fingers to finally pry the door open and slid in slowly, his ears on alert for anyone coming. He knew his sensei kept the key under the desk, so he retrieved it and slid it into its home in the box, his eyes lighting up at the contents. There were bills on bills of dollars that the children in the classroom had collected, saving for the something that they could all use later on. He was fully planning to pay them back but first he had something to do. Collecting some of the bills and stashing them into his pant pocket, he locked the iron case and sped out of the building to search for Sasuke. It wouldn’t be long before Iruka came back. He couldn’t let anyone else see him or else he’d get in trouble. He sighted a duck butt shaped hairstyle in the shade of a high tree outback and he skipped quickly in that direction, his breath puffing quickly for exertion. “Sashuke! Sashuke! I got it!” he whispered to the branches and the raven haired boy jumped down. His white short pant was slightly marred with dirt and he tried dusting them to no avail. “Dobe, what are you doing out here?” Sasuke strolled over to where Naruto was hunched over, panting and trying to speak at the same time, hands resting on his knees. He plucked a large leaf from the halo of gold strands, his large dark eyes glanced the blond haired boy over, a small smile making appearance on his face. “Mon…money.” Naruto said before he swallowed hard and dug into his pockets. “Money? For what?” “To buy them back.” Sasuke looked from that button nose to eyes that yearned and searched his face for approval. Then he understood. “Dobe…” his voice was soft, “We can’t bring them back.” “But Sashuke, you say that mommy and daddy whur taken by the folks and now we can bring them back.” “They’re gone Naruto.” “What you mean?” Naruto eyes welled with tears and his lower lip started to tremble, “What Sashuke mean?” “They are dead dobe.” Sasuke drew the shorter boy to him, pressing Naruto’s face into his neck to hide the sobs. “You said Sashuke, you said….” Naruto hiccupped and buried his head in Sasuke’s shirt. “You miss them so much and been so sad.” Naruto’s hand fisted into the back of Sasuke’s blue shirt, “So sad, all the times.” “I know…what I said. That doesn’t matter anymore.” The raven pulled the blond chibi away from his chest and stroked his hair before his fingers slid down his face to discard of the tears under his eyes. “Why Sashuke?” The blond’s eyebrows were tilted upwards in confusion, his nose a blotted red. “’Cause I’ve got you.” Naruto’s eyes widened and he sniffed away his feelings as he felt hope bubble in his chest. “Wheally Sashuke? Me?” The raven clasped the shorter boy’s hand and tugged him in the direction of the classroom. “Yeah. Let’s go inside.” Sasuke stopped when he felt a hand tug out of his own. “What is it dobe?” The blond’s finger urged him to come closer. When he did, he received something wet on his cheek. “Happy Buthday Sashuke.” The raven tried to hide his scarlet cheeks as they went inside.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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