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windandwaterGraaaaaaah. Stupid crack!bunnies. Stupid medicine. Stupid chores. Maybe if I dabble with this a little it will make the bunny go away.
For a Hidden Village that prided itself on stealth keeping information and clan jutsus secret, the shinboi of Konoha really liked to gossip. Of course, it was never really CALLED gossip, more like the "passing on of vital information," but how vital it was to Konoha's defenses that everyone knew that Midori-sensei was having a torrid love affair with one of her students was yet to be known. While it was the kunoichi who normally passed on the bulk of the "vital information" through their "spy networks," the ninjas did it as well, in their own lackadaisical ways, in the bars and on training fields.
Therefore, it was almost impossible not to know at least SOMETHING about the latest gossi-- vital information that was being passed from mouth to ear... and sometimes through cheaply printed leaflets (those were reserved for the most important -- and scandalous -- of information).
This is why, on a sunny and normal Wednesday afternoon, Uchiha Sasuke was found stalking (it was more of a little limp) through all of Konoha, in search of a loud blond fond of the color orange.
Sasuke, himself, usually steered clear of the gossip-mongers as much as possible. As an Uchiha, he had been subject to their malicious and capricious ways far too often (no no, of course he wasn't BITTER at always being compared to Itachi as a child, of course not). And now as the Last Uchiha, Sasuke knew that being in the public eye was an easy way for his fanclub to find him and stalk him (Sasuke really didn't need to find marriage proposals nailed to his door or naked girls waiting in his usual training field) . Luckily, that had died down to tolerable levels (becoming an S-class Missing Nin tended to weed the fangirls away).
But now, Sasuke could not avoid the recent tidbit of information he had heard. And heard it he did, from a group of loud harpies gossiping beneath his bathroom window while he was trying to relax and enjoy a hot bath to soothe his aches (amongst other things). So while he bathed, Sasuke had been forced to listen to the gossip drifting up through his window, and it was so blatantly a VICIOUS LIE, that the Uchiha heir had cut his bath short, hurriedly dressed, and run out of his apartment (okay, it was more like a stagger) in search of his best friend.
Because it was simply IMPOSSIBLE that Uzumaki Naruto had been caught in bed with Hyuuga Hinata.
Sasuke grit his teeth as he searched the streets for the blond idiot. Of course this gossip was a MALICIOUS LIE. It had probably been thought up by some vicious, bitter old council member with one foot in the grave, seeking to RUIN Naruto's reputation. Sasuke knew that they existed, and that plots had been thrown in Naruto's way to keep him from ascending to the title of Rokudaime, but the blond was so helpless with politics that Sasuke had taken it on himself to get rid of those threats as quickly and efficiently as possible. The Uchiha name still held certain power in Konoha (as well as 30% of the property) and since Sasuke wasn't about to have any heirs any time soon (not that he'd told anyone this) he might as well use his name for SOME good purpose. Afterall, Sasuke (and he would never admit this either) owed Naruto something for bringing him back from Orochimaru, and they were still best friends and equals, and if Naruto was Rokudaime, wouldn't that mean Sasuke was EQUAL to a Hokage and thus able to beat Itachi into a tiny bit of paste?
So, obviously, Sasuke had to make sure that this rumor wouldn't be spread any farther, and that the person who started it (and Sasuke would find out who) was duly punished (Sasuke had a new jutsu that involved fire and needles waiting and ready). The thought of the gossip -- LIES -- made Sasuke so angry that he could feel his Sharingan waiting to be let free. And, of course this was a lie. Why the hell would Naruto be in bed with Hyuuga Hinata?
Besides the fact that Hinata was currently married to her cousin Neji (Sasuke shuddered a little and was almost glad he had no female cousins left alive), Naruto had just spent last night fucking Sasuke through the floorboards.
And this morning, too, because Sasuke had been foolish enough to ask Naruto: "Do you want breakfast?" Which Naruto had interpreted as: "Do you want ME for breakfast?" And that had led to to Sasuke being fucked over the kitchen table for an hour while breakfast burned. This explained Sasuke need for a hot bath, and his current change in stride (just a little limp, tiny really). But this was proof enough that the rumors -- EVIL LIES -- held no truth, and Sasuke was ready to protect his friend's honor (since Naruto tended to be too dumb to do it himself).
As Sasuke rounded the corner to Ichiraku (maybe Naruto was indulging in an early lunch), he ran into someone he definitely did not want to meet. Ebony eyes met pearly gray and clashed.
"Uchiha."
"Hyuuga."
Sasuke and Neji stood in the middle of the street, staring each other down. Sparks seemed to fly from their clashing gazes, and passersby made sure to give the two a wide berth. Sasuke took on his coolest and most disaffected stance, which had no visible effect on the Hyuuga prodigy. Why Naruto considered this bastard Neji to be one of his closest friends, Sasuke would never understand. Neji was cold and distant, full of puffed up pride and had an ego the size of a mountain -- Naruto should definitely make better friends (Sasuke made a mental note to lecture Naruto on this later).
Finally, Neji sighed and tucked his hands up into the long sleeves of his shirt. "Uchiha, have you seen Naruto anywhere? I'm looking for him."
Ebony eyes blinked. Why would Neji be looking for Naruto? Unless... unless Neji had heard the gossip as well, and was now seeking revenge on Naruto for having sex with his wife! Sasuke unconsciously slipped into a more aggressive stance.
"Why are you looking for that idiot?"
One dark brow arched over a milky white eye, and Neji responded: "I just want to... ask him a few questions."
Sasuke growled at that. "It's all a lie! You know that Naruto would never do anything like that!"
"Do anything like what?"
"Like sleep with Hinata!"
Neji shrugged, his long hair slipping over his shoulder. "Ah. I'm not worried about that."
Sasuke blinked, unable to comprehend Neji's cool demeanor. Wouldn't any man be angry if his spouse slept with someone else? "You're not worried that Naruto slept with Hinata?"
"Why should I be?" Neji said in return, his eyes looking further past Sasuke in search of a familiar blond head. "After all, I was there."
"... what?"
Neji returned his gaze to Sasuke's dumbfounded expression, and his voice took the tone of one lecturing a very young (or very stupid) child.
"While my marriage to Hinata-sama was arranged for the Hyuuga, I do not begrudge her the opportunity to find love elsewhere, and she does not begrudge me the same. It is only luck that we had both been Naruto's lovers before our marriage, and that situation has continued. Or perhaps, it was fate." Neji's eyes took a bit of a glazed look as he stared off into the distance, pleasant memories flying through his head. A slight blush made its way across his cheeks to complement his mental wanderings.
"I did not think it was in Naruto to pleasure two partners at the same time, but then again, I should have remembered his incredible stamina. He's actually quite skilled. Perhaps it comes from his training with the Sannin."
Then Neji blinked, shaking himself out of his thoughts, and regarded Sasuke once more. The Uchiha was standing dumbly in the middle of the street, just gazing blankly at Neji. Neji's eyes roved over Sasuke's body looking for clues, picked up on his stance, and mentally congratulated the Uchiha for being so well-fucked (obviously Naruto's doing).
"What's wrong, Uchiha? Didn't you know about Naruto?"
-- TBC?
For a Hidden Village that prided itself on stealth keeping information and clan jutsus secret, the shinboi of Konoha really liked to gossip. Of course, it was never really CALLED gossip, more like the "passing on of vital information," but how vital it was to Konoha's defenses that everyone knew that Midori-sensei was having a torrid love affair with one of her students was yet to be known. While it was the kunoichi who normally passed on the bulk of the "vital information" through their "spy networks," the ninjas did it as well, in their own lackadaisical ways, in the bars and on training fields.
Therefore, it was almost impossible not to know at least SOMETHING about the latest gossi-- vital information that was being passed from mouth to ear... and sometimes through cheaply printed leaflets (those were reserved for the most important -- and scandalous -- of information).
This is why, on a sunny and normal Wednesday afternoon, Uchiha Sasuke was found stalking (it was more of a little limp) through all of Konoha, in search of a loud blond fond of the color orange.
Sasuke, himself, usually steered clear of the gossip-mongers as much as possible. As an Uchiha, he had been subject to their malicious and capricious ways far too often (no no, of course he wasn't BITTER at always being compared to Itachi as a child, of course not). And now as the Last Uchiha, Sasuke knew that being in the public eye was an easy way for his fanclub to find him and stalk him (Sasuke really didn't need to find marriage proposals nailed to his door or naked girls waiting in his usual training field) . Luckily, that had died down to tolerable levels (becoming an S-class Missing Nin tended to weed the fangirls away).
But now, Sasuke could not avoid the recent tidbit of information he had heard. And heard it he did, from a group of loud harpies gossiping beneath his bathroom window while he was trying to relax and enjoy a hot bath to soothe his aches (amongst other things). So while he bathed, Sasuke had been forced to listen to the gossip drifting up through his window, and it was so blatantly a VICIOUS LIE, that the Uchiha heir had cut his bath short, hurriedly dressed, and run out of his apartment (okay, it was more like a stagger) in search of his best friend.
Because it was simply IMPOSSIBLE that Uzumaki Naruto had been caught in bed with Hyuuga Hinata.
Sasuke grit his teeth as he searched the streets for the blond idiot. Of course this gossip was a MALICIOUS LIE. It had probably been thought up by some vicious, bitter old council member with one foot in the grave, seeking to RUIN Naruto's reputation. Sasuke knew that they existed, and that plots had been thrown in Naruto's way to keep him from ascending to the title of Rokudaime, but the blond was so helpless with politics that Sasuke had taken it on himself to get rid of those threats as quickly and efficiently as possible. The Uchiha name still held certain power in Konoha (as well as 30% of the property) and since Sasuke wasn't about to have any heirs any time soon (not that he'd told anyone this) he might as well use his name for SOME good purpose. Afterall, Sasuke (and he would never admit this either) owed Naruto something for bringing him back from Orochimaru, and they were still best friends and equals, and if Naruto was Rokudaime, wouldn't that mean Sasuke was EQUAL to a Hokage and thus able to beat Itachi into a tiny bit of paste?
So, obviously, Sasuke had to make sure that this rumor wouldn't be spread any farther, and that the person who started it (and Sasuke would find out who) was duly punished (Sasuke had a new jutsu that involved fire and needles waiting and ready). The thought of the gossip -- LIES -- made Sasuke so angry that he could feel his Sharingan waiting to be let free. And, of course this was a lie. Why the hell would Naruto be in bed with Hyuuga Hinata?
Besides the fact that Hinata was currently married to her cousin Neji (Sasuke shuddered a little and was almost glad he had no female cousins left alive), Naruto had just spent last night fucking Sasuke through the floorboards.
And this morning, too, because Sasuke had been foolish enough to ask Naruto: "Do you want breakfast?" Which Naruto had interpreted as: "Do you want ME for breakfast?" And that had led to to Sasuke being fucked over the kitchen table for an hour while breakfast burned. This explained Sasuke need for a hot bath, and his current change in stride (just a little limp, tiny really). But this was proof enough that the rumors -- EVIL LIES -- held no truth, and Sasuke was ready to protect his friend's honor (since Naruto tended to be too dumb to do it himself).
As Sasuke rounded the corner to Ichiraku (maybe Naruto was indulging in an early lunch), he ran into someone he definitely did not want to meet. Ebony eyes met pearly gray and clashed.
"Uchiha."
"Hyuuga."
Sasuke and Neji stood in the middle of the street, staring each other down. Sparks seemed to fly from their clashing gazes, and passersby made sure to give the two a wide berth. Sasuke took on his coolest and most disaffected stance, which had no visible effect on the Hyuuga prodigy. Why Naruto considered this bastard Neji to be one of his closest friends, Sasuke would never understand. Neji was cold and distant, full of puffed up pride and had an ego the size of a mountain -- Naruto should definitely make better friends (Sasuke made a mental note to lecture Naruto on this later).
Finally, Neji sighed and tucked his hands up into the long sleeves of his shirt. "Uchiha, have you seen Naruto anywhere? I'm looking for him."
Ebony eyes blinked. Why would Neji be looking for Naruto? Unless... unless Neji had heard the gossip as well, and was now seeking revenge on Naruto for having sex with his wife! Sasuke unconsciously slipped into a more aggressive stance.
"Why are you looking for that idiot?"
One dark brow arched over a milky white eye, and Neji responded: "I just want to... ask him a few questions."
Sasuke growled at that. "It's all a lie! You know that Naruto would never do anything like that!"
"Do anything like what?"
"Like sleep with Hinata!"
Neji shrugged, his long hair slipping over his shoulder. "Ah. I'm not worried about that."
Sasuke blinked, unable to comprehend Neji's cool demeanor. Wouldn't any man be angry if his spouse slept with someone else? "You're not worried that Naruto slept with Hinata?"
"Why should I be?" Neji said in return, his eyes looking further past Sasuke in search of a familiar blond head. "After all, I was there."
"... what?"
Neji returned his gaze to Sasuke's dumbfounded expression, and his voice took the tone of one lecturing a very young (or very stupid) child.
"While my marriage to Hinata-sama was arranged for the Hyuuga, I do not begrudge her the opportunity to find love elsewhere, and she does not begrudge me the same. It is only luck that we had both been Naruto's lovers before our marriage, and that situation has continued. Or perhaps, it was fate." Neji's eyes took a bit of a glazed look as he stared off into the distance, pleasant memories flying through his head. A slight blush made its way across his cheeks to complement his mental wanderings.
"I did not think it was in Naruto to pleasure two partners at the same time, but then again, I should have remembered his incredible stamina. He's actually quite skilled. Perhaps it comes from his training with the Sannin."
Then Neji blinked, shaking himself out of his thoughts, and regarded Sasuke once more. The Uchiha was standing dumbly in the middle of the street, just gazing blankly at Neji. Neji's eyes roved over Sasuke's body looking for clues, picked up on his stance, and mentally congratulated the Uchiha for being so well-fucked (obviously Naruto's doing).
"What's wrong, Uchiha? Didn't you know about Naruto?"
-- TBC?
