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*bitchybitchy*
... whoa. I just won over my own wankiness and deleted a huge bitchy rant about a matter I just told myself I'd deal with as politely and discreetly as possible. Dunno if it's stress or my period, but i'm spoiling for a good flame war. le Asuka eez le touchy today. x_x; (anyone needs scathing dissecting of people's stupid arguments?)
(not that the subject of the rant wasn't something that's been mildly bothering me for a good month or two. è_é)
In other news, don't you "yeah, yeah, cripes, whatever" me. EVER.
(not that the subject of the rant wasn't something that's been mildly bothering me for a good month or two. è_é)
In other news, don't you "yeah, yeah, cripes, whatever" me. EVER.
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oh!! btw. ^__^ random ficlet sneak preview!
What was the deal, really? It didn't bleed. It didn't smell like it had been remotely alive at any point of its existence. Also, it was a bit too salty.
"Naruto, aren't you a bit too old to be playing with your noodles?"
He bared his fangs, annoyed at the use of that name as much as at the presumption in that friendly rebuttal. "I'm also too old to be mothered, especially by a cub-less weakling."
Scar-face wasn't grinning at him anymore, though he was still blinking as he hovered on the edge of his personal space -- which was, okay, quite healthily wide. Kyuubi growled a warning, low and soft in his throat. His human cage loved that guy. It would hurt him so much if Kyuubi killed him. Kyuubi wanted to lash at his prison very much.
But he also wanted to keep on being allowed out.
Having to think ahead was such a pain.
"... Naruto? Are you all right?"
"Fine," he snapped back, ignoring the name, insulting as it was. As if there was no difference between that furless pink bipedal thing and himself! "I was better two minutes ago. When I was alone," he added under his breath, back still turned on the man.
"You don't seem fine -- you aren't even eating your ramen. Naruto, what --"
"Don't call me that," he growled, and snapped his fangs threateningly at the hand that had the audacity to try touching his shoulder.
Iruka leaped back, a hand flying to his pouch, going from startled to alarmed to freaking out to battle ready in under a second. It was still too long. Kyuubi sneered, and turned away again, poking at his noodles with a claw-tipped finger.
"... You're going to burn your fingers."
Was he stupid or what? Kyuubi had growled at him, was turning his back on him -- clear dismissal and clearer insult, and yet he... "Fire is my element."
"Funny, I more or less assumed that if Kitsune had to be anything, it was Wood," the man replied in a falsely calm and curious tone after a long moment of silence.
Kyuubi sneered. "Funny, I always assumed humans were lunch -- oh, wait..."
Iruka barely twitched, but he smelled like he dearly wanted to run. Kyuubi grinned wide, all fangs, and restrained the urge to squirm like a puppy about to pounce.
'Just try it, furball.'
/... you're no fun at all./
'Rrgh. He's one of mine. No touchies.'
Grumbling, pride bruised, he sulkily admitted that he was aware of it and that he'd only been teasing. With the equivalent of a sleepy/stern frown, Naruto's awareness slipped into the background of their shared mind again.
Kyuubi eyed Iruka, disgruntled. So Naruto had put his foot down. Fine, fine. He hadn't been about to actually hurt the human, anyway. He wasn't yet bored enough that he was willing to risk being locked up for another year or ten.
But then, Scar-face didn't know that, did he.
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and now i have to figure out how the rest goes. *sighs* it would help if i had any idea what i want out of these things before i start them XD
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Wank to me anytime, my master!!!