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guess who is at school. GUESS WHO IS BORED. BOOOOOOORED, I SAY. boredboredboredboredbored. and one hour left. argh.

To make this post marginally more interesting, there is now a tiny sketch of nekkid!tieddown!naruto on my notebook. yay for ~~bondage~~ foreshortening. he's wearing a blindfold and a tiny towel-thing over his unmentionables, because ~~i wussed out on his male bits~~ i wanted to try shading folds of cloth. There is also a very sucky quick half-chibis team seven nekkid cuddling thing, with sakura and naruto clinging to an annoyed sasuke in their sleep. it's ugly as fuck and sakura's got the fattest thighs known to mankind, but i like sasuke's expression. he's all pouty.

EDIT: yay i wrote

erriefiction's drabble!

Ok, so I am reusing/tweaking a bunny I had for a multipart fic I’m working on right now. So if it feels similar when I end up posting, you’ll know why.

The first time Gai saw him, he recognized him instantly. It was hard not to; it was like looking in a mirror that went back in time. The hair was entirely different, though, tied in a long braid --he remembered it floating in a thick, transparent liquid-- and the eyes of that particular, almost painful width that meant growing up in the dark.

He did not know who to blame for not turning off the incubator. Or maybe they had; the clone that crazy mednin had based on him had simply been the most advanced of the batch. He had been too angry to care about the details.

He did not know who to blame, but as he watched the child run, ignoring the mockeries of his peers with admirable bravery, heavy braid bouncing behind him, as he watched him grow up without the warm and caring family Gai himself had know and still grow up to be honourable and determined, as he watched him try and try again to overcome a limitation that had been built into him by a madman playing at God, he decided that the burn he felt was guilt for not asking about what had been done, for assuming that the experiment -- the child -- his twin, his son, his other self -- had been terminated.

The first time Lee saw him, he didn’t recognize him -- he didn’t know; it was better like that -- and yet he did; their souls matched. Gai never told him where he’d come from. It didn’t matter anymore. Lee was his own person.

Lee was his beloved disciple. His twin.

His son.

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guess who is at school You! Is it you? It's you isn't it. I win!

... XPPPPP

I'm awake and bored, too. But I will probably go to sleep soon.

;_; noes!!!! stay with meeeeeeeeeee.

i wrote a gaarasasu minidrabble. hahaha. let me find it.

... maybe. Once I see the drabble...

I POSTED IT YOU BIATCH.

T_T

If you're going to be mean, I'll just go to bed.

NUUUHHHH ;_; *clings* *crawls* wahhh don't leave *sobsobsob*

*posts gai and lee ficletness* ;_;

Gai and Lee? They're not... having sex are they? That's scary to think of.

EWWWW NO WAY ICK *dies*

OH OH! CLONES! Wow... now THERE'S a theory.

*preens*

Sasuke watched him approach, eyes bleeding into black. Gaara smiled. He looked much better when he wasn't using the sharingan. He looked much better when he was too exhausted to call on it.

Too exhausted to run away.

He was caught, now, and he knew it. And he was so much more beautiful with his lips reddened by wet, glistening blood, with his chest desperately heaving for breath, with his clothes shredded by numerous crashes against trees and rocks.

He was beautiful, and loved, and strong. Gaara licked his lips, and advanced, slowly, his sand rising all over them to cut every escape route.

Mother would be pleased.

ok, the repetitions suck, but. HN. i wrote that in under two minutes. (haha, i told people not to ask about anything with gaara)

o__O*

This is so creepy but very crazy!Gaara. Finally realized it's a canon/in-series fic. XD

huhuhu. yay for psychopaths.

ten minutes left until FOOD TIME. i wonder if i'll have to come back here this afternoon. =__=;;

*pets* I'm getting sleepy. I haven't been getting good sleep lately. ;-;

Oh dear lord....I want to read more of this SO. VERY. BADLY.

The mission goes badly. In this case, that means someone died who wasn’t supposed to. We under estimated who we were dealing with. We were at a disadvantage. We had bad luck. Whatever; a woman we were paid to keep alive is dead.

Sakura has to heal Naruto. If anyone else had been hit by that trap, he’d be dead. It’s not much comfort that Naruto heals well, skin sizzling and bubbling together in that gruesomely fascinating way, wounds steaming. Rather, it’s not much of a comfort to him. To me, it’s something. Something that sits badly in my stomach and makes me feel weak.

We are all quiet afterward.

Ninja aren’t supposed to walk away from a failed mission. We’re supposed to be carried, if we come back at all. We’re not paid for that.

Naruto starts drifting nearer at some point. It’s not unappreciated, but I don’t want the company right now. I’d rather be alone with the sick sense of failure, with the headache and the useless mental rehearsals as I try to figure out just what I’m going to say when I give my mission statement to whomever the fuck it is who’ll take it. Even if I’m alone with someone standing two meters away--I’d still rather be alone.

I don’t ignore him. I meet his eyes; I nod just a little to show I see him there. But I don’t encourage him. Normally, he’d take the hint, but this time he doesn’t. He skulks just behind me like a dog that wants attention, but is afraid he’ll get kicked for the trouble.

Shrugging in an attempt to ease some of the tension out of my shoulders, I fix my eyes on the road ahead of me and wait for him to leave. If he would go bug Sakura, maybe, that would be better. She’s more clever about this sort of thing than me, and I think they sympathize more between them when something goes wrong than I do.

And eventually he does. Reluctantly, he shuffles ahead and sidles up next to Sakura.

Which is really for the best.

I don’t feel any better, watching as she pats his shoulder. I can’t hear her, but I can read her lips when she asks if he’s okay. He shrugs, and perks up for her. I can’t see his mouth, but I can see his back, and I know from the way he crosses his arms behind his head and flexes his back that he’s telling her, “Yeah. I’m fine.” He’s thanking her, even though he’d probably have healed on his own quickly enough.

...

I changed some of it.

wahhh angst ;_;

i can see sasuke needing to be alone, but he could try to be nice to naruto ;_; they're fucking, but not that close after all.. *sigh*

they're fucking, but not that close after all.. *sigh*

I detect a theme in my own writing. I'm sure this says something about me. XD

*snort* not commenting. *sulks*

don't you call me a closet romance fan. it's a lie, i tell you, a lie!!

YAAAY!! I love my drabble. n_n The chakralessness of Lee makes sense with that, actually.

Poor Gai.

LOVED IT!!

whee! *glad* ^_________________^ (i like explaining stuff randomly like that XD)

now i only have three of them left. =_=;;;;

Okay. That is utterly *brilliant*. I can't imagine how you could make it more perfect. ^_^

non-LJ user MommyRogers . . .

notebook?

*______* Clone-ness!

And that reminds me of this fic. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2404679/1/ <-- Idiosyncrasy [by Chibi Haku]. Which has the whole insane people + laboratory stuff in it. It's not that long of a fic, methinks you'd like it. ^^;;

Annnnnnyways! *bounces*
Hey, you gonna scan & post the piccies? XD XD

*snuggs Asuka* T__T school sucks.

*flemme d'envoyer un mail, plus simple de passer par là*

est-ce que version SD sera à l'épita ? (avec un nv n° depuis la JE 2004 ?)
parce que moi j'y vais pas mais des copines oui donc moyen de me faire acheter un exemplaire, lol

Clones? I've NEVER thought of that. O.o
But Lee's MUCH prettier than Gai thou.>XD He's got nicer nose and lips.*cough*