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GUESS WHO IS STILL IN SCHOOL.
entertain me, people. ;_; it's 3:43 and i get out at 5. entertain meeeeeeee.
I can't abuse the connection too much; LJ is already pushing it, so most of the sites i usually go to... heh. I can't download anything, and even with the web-based AIM -- well. T_T
... hell, gimme naruto drabble challenges. i don't have the will to maintain my train of thoughts longer than that. Warning: i'll stop the second i have to leave ;p
edit:
"Mustang, I am going to kill you."
Snicker.
"Ah, my apologies, Fullmetal..."
A hiss of metal against metal.
"Apologies my ass. I’m going to KILL you."
A snort. A smirk, so wide it might almost be called loud.
"Are you threatening a superior officer, boy?"
Shuffling feet on a floor, table and chairs shoved out of the way. A crash.
Pieces of wood falling on the floor.
"Yes, I am."
Undignified snickering.
"I assure you that your good looks aren’t suffering. You merely look your age now."
A gloved hand raking through drastically shortened golden locks.
"I LOOK TEN AGAIN."
A choked laugh, again. An insincere commiserating mutter.
"What, you mean you’re not – oh, my apologies, Fullmetal."
Explosion.
"You pedophile. The next time you keep your gloves on in bed, I’m going to stuff them where the sun don’t shine."
Open laughter this time.
"Promises, promises."
"You should go to sleep at some point, you know."
"... mm-hm."
Naruto sighs. "No one’s going to burst in during the night. You’re gonna be cranky tomorrow, and then that rich bastard you have to escort will complain that you pushed him too hard."
"Wouldn’t hurt him to lose a few dozens of pounds."
"...Sasuke... go to bed. Sakura’s gonna be pissy if she wakes up alone."
Sasuke scowls, looking away through the darkened window. "Then go back to her."
"Nah, the furball’s too restless."
Sasuke eyes naruto thoughtfully. "You’re staying up?"
A long exchange of looks. Wordless communication.
A nod. "... yeah."
He pulls Sasuke gently, until the other man lets himself slide off the windowsill. They stand in silence in the darkness of the bedroom, listening to the third breathing.
"Go to bed, Sasuke. I’ll stand guard."
On silent feet, Sasuke leaves the room, back straight, not looking back, refusing to acknowledge the offer. Refusing to acknowledge his need to hear that promise.
Smiling, Naruto leans over the crib, tenderly caressing a tiny hand. Inside him, Kyuubi settles down, satisfied.
I can't abuse the connection too much; LJ is already pushing it, so most of the sites i usually go to... heh. I can't download anything, and even with the web-based AIM -- well. T_T
... hell, gimme naruto drabble challenges. i don't have the will to maintain my train of thoughts longer than that. Warning: i'll stop the second i have to leave ;p
edit:
"Mustang, I am going to kill you."
Snicker.
"Ah, my apologies, Fullmetal..."
A hiss of metal against metal.
"Apologies my ass. I’m going to KILL you."
A snort. A smirk, so wide it might almost be called loud.
"Are you threatening a superior officer, boy?"
Shuffling feet on a floor, table and chairs shoved out of the way. A crash.
Pieces of wood falling on the floor.
"Yes, I am."
Undignified snickering.
"I assure you that your good looks aren’t suffering. You merely look your age now."
A gloved hand raking through drastically shortened golden locks.
"I LOOK TEN AGAIN."
A choked laugh, again. An insincere commiserating mutter.
"What, you mean you’re not – oh, my apologies, Fullmetal."
Explosion.
"You pedophile. The next time you keep your gloves on in bed, I’m going to stuff them where the sun don’t shine."
Open laughter this time.
"Promises, promises."
"You should go to sleep at some point, you know."
"... mm-hm."
Naruto sighs. "No one’s going to burst in during the night. You’re gonna be cranky tomorrow, and then that rich bastard you have to escort will complain that you pushed him too hard."
"Wouldn’t hurt him to lose a few dozens of pounds."
"...Sasuke... go to bed. Sakura’s gonna be pissy if she wakes up alone."
Sasuke scowls, looking away through the darkened window. "Then go back to her."
"Nah, the furball’s too restless."
Sasuke eyes naruto thoughtfully. "You’re staying up?"
A long exchange of looks. Wordless communication.
A nod. "... yeah."
He pulls Sasuke gently, until the other man lets himself slide off the windowsill. They stand in silence in the darkness of the bedroom, listening to the third breathing.
"Go to bed, Sasuke. I’ll stand guard."
On silent feet, Sasuke leaves the room, back straight, not looking back, refusing to acknowledge the offer. Refusing to acknowledge his need to hear that promise.
Smiling, Naruto leans over the crib, tenderly caressing a tiny hand. Inside him, Kyuubi settles down, satisfied.
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