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Hints at yaoi. Warning I guess?
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The sun was already shining vividly through the curtains, as it usually did during the summer. Thankfully it was one of those fund raisers at the academy that day, so the students were allowed to sleep a little longer. It was odd that the academy thought sleeping was more important on an easy day, than a normal school day. Soon the sun shone through a hole in the curtains, and lit up Kisame's face.
The sleepy boy groaned - he wanted to sleep longer. Eventually the shark rubbed his eyes and sat up with a yawn. His two (three) friends were still sleeping. They had had a sleep over the day before. It was nothing special really, they just watched some movies, ate some candy, and drank a bit of sake. It had been very cozy, but they were of course tired the next day. Kisame looked at the clock - it was almost time to get up anyway - and proceeded to wake up Zetsu. The plant boy was sleeping with his fly trap shut, so he knocked on it, like he was knocking on a door. There was no response, so he repeated his action while whispering for the boy to get up. Soon the venus fly trap slowly opened and revealed a tired-looking half black and half white boy.
"Is it morning already?" he moaned, irritated. Kisame nodded and his friend sighed.
"Damn. We couldn't fall asleep last night," he complained and sat up.
"You should've just said, I'd have gotten you some tea or something," the blue boy said, but Zetsu merely shrugged with a smile on his face. Kisame moved towards the third mattress, occupied by the senior Kakuzu. The scarred teen seemed to have already woken up, perhaps due to the little commotion going on.
"Rise and shine, senpai. It's fund raiser day," the junior encouraged with a smile.
"Wake me up when something interesting happens," he growled and pulled his blanket up over his head.
"Then you'd sleep forever," Zetsu's black side teased, and the genin chuckled darkly.
"True enough. Alright, let's go destroy the academy's economy."
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Each class had been assigned a task to complete during the day. Some had to visit peoples' homes and ask for donations, much like annoying door-to-door salesmen. Others were putting up stands all around town to sell different items. Unfortunately the three (four) boys' class had to sell cookies. Everyone had complained at the lame, cliché task, but the teachers insisted. As such each student was given ten boxes to sell. The boys were walking around town, trying their worst to sell the baked goods. Zetsu mostly ate them himself.
"Excuse me, good sir, are you interested in buying some cookies?!" Kakuzu exclaimed at a random man passing them. Thankfully he pitied the teens and bought a box for his kids. The scarred senior stuffed the few coins into his pocket, satisfied with earning a little pocket money. They definitely didn't intend on giving the academy all the cash. Soon they came across one of the stands the other students had put up. The particular one that they happened to pass just in front of a small market happened to be selling green tea. A girl from one of the other classes was behind the "counter" and smiled at them.
"Hey boys. Care for a cup of tea?" she suggested with a genuinely nice tone, and gestured for them to come closer. Zetsu nodded wildly, and Kisame decided to join his friend for tea. Kakuzu was on the defense, until the girl stated that it was on the house. Soon the three (four) boys were all enjoying freshly brewed cups of tea, probably as the first ones on the warm day. They enjoyed a few moments of silence, before the girl talked to them again.
"You guys are from the parallel class, right? You're Kisame, you're Zetsu, and you're Kakuzu, am I right?" Kisame was taken aback by her interest in them, and Kakuzu glared at her, on the barricades again.
"How do you know? Are we famous?" Zetsu asked, with gleaming eyes. She giggled and smiled broadly at the plant boy.
"I guess you could say that. You're certainly famous at school," she said with a positive tone. The black and white boy seemed disappointed however, and couldn't help but turn his gaze to the ground, and keep it there whilst drinking his tea. The three (four) boys all took her comment the wrong way, and copied the actions of their friend. The young woman realized what was wrong, and tried to think of a way to make it up to them.
"Well you are "famous" for being strange, but I think that's what makes you cool," she stated. Zetsu and Kisame seemed cheered up again, but Kakuzu had given up on the conversation, and went into the market behind them, leaving the two (three) others with the girl. They were engulfed in an awkward silence for a while. The plant boy was the first one to break it.
"So you actually think we're cool?" he asked the girl, with a shy expression on his face. She nodded with a broad smile.
"Yeah! I mean, people must be hard on you, but they have a tendency to be prejudiced. I think you're the most unique shinobi in the entire academy," she enthused, which made Zetsu smile sheepishly.
"By the way, what's your name?" The shark-like shinobi asked.
"Oh, how rude of me! I'm Katsumi," she stated, blushing, and reaching out her hand to shake hands with the blue boy. He couldn't help but blush as well, as they shook hands. Her hand was so feminine and frail, unlike his. Kisame and Katsumi chatted for a while, while Zetsu listened and focused on drinking his tea and eating cookies. When he had finished another box, he realized that he was quite bored. As such he opened another box of treats and went to find Kakuzu in the market. K and K were hitting it off quite well, and he didn't want to be in the way.
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The market was bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside, and the black and white teen wandered around, looking at the antiques the old women at the stands were selling. There were some old, bejeweled kunai, traditional Japanese paintings, finely decorated plates, and so on. Suddenly the plant boy spotted Kakuzu alongside Hidan in the market. For once they weren't fighting and bickering. Zetsu was just about to wave and call for them, but then noticed something odd... they were holding hands. The plant boy's heart skipped a beat. Were they... together? Like that? Before he could think further about it, Hidan had said something he couldn't hear, and left Kakuzu's side, caressing his shoulder first. The scarred senior then spotted Zetsu and froze, before he strode towards him. The plant began to panic, and hid beneath one of the stand tables. The woman who ran it however virtually hissed at him and kicked him back out. Soon Kakuzu was towering over him and sent him the glare of death. Zetsu smiled awkwardly, and the senior put his foot on the plant boy's chest, his tendrils crawling out of the edges of his many stitches. The junior was praying for his survival, as the senior put his index finger in front of his uncovered mouth in a shushing motion. He held out a hand for Zetsu and helped him to his feet.
"So... What are you doing here?" he asked, seemingly embarrassed. The younger boy couldn't control his curiosity.
"What the hell was that senpai?!" he shrieked, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands. Kakuzu sighed deeply, still looking quite humiliated.
"Don't tell anyone. Not even Kisame. Please, Zetsu," he plead. It was the first time he had ever heard the senior use the word "please", and he couldn't help but nod wildly. His friend smiled with genuine relief, and pulled him back the way he came. After a minute or so, they were back at the entrance of the market, finding Kisame still talking with Katsumi. Apparently he still hadn't finished his tea. The blue shinobi had a disappointed look on his face, when he spotted his two (three) friends. Kakuzu had a smirk on his face, like nothing had happened, as he approached the two.
"You two seem to enjoy each others' company," he stated, with a vulgar undertone. They both glared at him, though it had no effect. Kisame noticed that Zetsu seemed a bit off, and he put his now cold tea on the "counter" and walked up to his best friend.
"Hey man, are you okay?" he asked, genuinely curious. The plant boy nodded slowly and smiled half-heartedly. The blue teen knew his friend well enough to know that this wasn't something he wanted to talk about. Zetsu grabbed another cookie, and the three (four) young men finally decided to move on with their tedious task.
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Finally getting around to uploading these. Sure did take a while. I have about 3 more chapters to upload; I'll do that during the next couple of days, most likely.
And yes I like the Kakuzu x Hidan pairing. U mad broski?
This chapter explores love in its earliest stages. And stuff. And cookies.
Naruto and related characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
I do not claim ownership.
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The sun was already shining vividly through the curtains, as it usually did during the summer. Thankfully it was one of those fund raisers at the academy that day, so the students were allowed to sleep a little longer. It was odd that the academy thought sleeping was more important on an easy day, than a normal school day. Soon the sun shone through a hole in the curtains, and lit up Kisame's face.
The sleepy boy groaned - he wanted to sleep longer. Eventually the shark rubbed his eyes and sat up with a yawn. His two (three) friends were still sleeping. They had had a sleep over the day before. It was nothing special really, they just watched some movies, ate some candy, and drank a bit of sake. It had been very cozy, but they were of course tired the next day. Kisame looked at the clock - it was almost time to get up anyway - and proceeded to wake up Zetsu. The plant boy was sleeping with his fly trap shut, so he knocked on it, like he was knocking on a door. There was no response, so he repeated his action while whispering for the boy to get up. Soon the venus fly trap slowly opened and revealed a tired-looking half black and half white boy.
"Is it morning already?" he moaned, irritated. Kisame nodded and his friend sighed.
"Damn. We couldn't fall asleep last night," he complained and sat up.
"You should've just said, I'd have gotten you some tea or something," the blue boy said, but Zetsu merely shrugged with a smile on his face. Kisame moved towards the third mattress, occupied by the senior Kakuzu. The scarred teen seemed to have already woken up, perhaps due to the little commotion going on.
"Rise and shine, senpai. It's fund raiser day," the junior encouraged with a smile.
"Wake me up when something interesting happens," he growled and pulled his blanket up over his head.
"Then you'd sleep forever," Zetsu's black side teased, and the genin chuckled darkly.
"True enough. Alright, let's go destroy the academy's economy."
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Each class had been assigned a task to complete during the day. Some had to visit peoples' homes and ask for donations, much like annoying door-to-door salesmen. Others were putting up stands all around town to sell different items. Unfortunately the three (four) boys' class had to sell cookies. Everyone had complained at the lame, cliché task, but the teachers insisted. As such each student was given ten boxes to sell. The boys were walking around town, trying their worst to sell the baked goods. Zetsu mostly ate them himself.
"Excuse me, good sir, are you interested in buying some cookies?!" Kakuzu exclaimed at a random man passing them. Thankfully he pitied the teens and bought a box for his kids. The scarred senior stuffed the few coins into his pocket, satisfied with earning a little pocket money. They definitely didn't intend on giving the academy all the cash. Soon they came across one of the stands the other students had put up. The particular one that they happened to pass just in front of a small market happened to be selling green tea. A girl from one of the other classes was behind the "counter" and smiled at them.
"Hey boys. Care for a cup of tea?" she suggested with a genuinely nice tone, and gestured for them to come closer. Zetsu nodded wildly, and Kisame decided to join his friend for tea. Kakuzu was on the defense, until the girl stated that it was on the house. Soon the three (four) boys were all enjoying freshly brewed cups of tea, probably as the first ones on the warm day. They enjoyed a few moments of silence, before the girl talked to them again.
"You guys are from the parallel class, right? You're Kisame, you're Zetsu, and you're Kakuzu, am I right?" Kisame was taken aback by her interest in them, and Kakuzu glared at her, on the barricades again.
"How do you know? Are we famous?" Zetsu asked, with gleaming eyes. She giggled and smiled broadly at the plant boy.
"I guess you could say that. You're certainly famous at school," she said with a positive tone. The black and white boy seemed disappointed however, and couldn't help but turn his gaze to the ground, and keep it there whilst drinking his tea. The three (four) boys all took her comment the wrong way, and copied the actions of their friend. The young woman realized what was wrong, and tried to think of a way to make it up to them.
"Well you are "famous" for being strange, but I think that's what makes you cool," she stated. Zetsu and Kisame seemed cheered up again, but Kakuzu had given up on the conversation, and went into the market behind them, leaving the two (three) others with the girl. They were engulfed in an awkward silence for a while. The plant boy was the first one to break it.
"So you actually think we're cool?" he asked the girl, with a shy expression on his face. She nodded with a broad smile.
"Yeah! I mean, people must be hard on you, but they have a tendency to be prejudiced. I think you're the most unique shinobi in the entire academy," she enthused, which made Zetsu smile sheepishly.
"By the way, what's your name?" The shark-like shinobi asked.
"Oh, how rude of me! I'm Katsumi," she stated, blushing, and reaching out her hand to shake hands with the blue boy. He couldn't help but blush as well, as they shook hands. Her hand was so feminine and frail, unlike his. Kisame and Katsumi chatted for a while, while Zetsu listened and focused on drinking his tea and eating cookies. When he had finished another box, he realized that he was quite bored. As such he opened another box of treats and went to find Kakuzu in the market. K and K were hitting it off quite well, and he didn't want to be in the way.
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The market was bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside, and the black and white teen wandered around, looking at the antiques the old women at the stands were selling. There were some old, bejeweled kunai, traditional Japanese paintings, finely decorated plates, and so on. Suddenly the plant boy spotted Kakuzu alongside Hidan in the market. For once they weren't fighting and bickering. Zetsu was just about to wave and call for them, but then noticed something odd... they were holding hands. The plant boy's heart skipped a beat. Were they... together? Like that? Before he could think further about it, Hidan had said something he couldn't hear, and left Kakuzu's side, caressing his shoulder first. The scarred senior then spotted Zetsu and froze, before he strode towards him. The plant began to panic, and hid beneath one of the stand tables. The woman who ran it however virtually hissed at him and kicked him back out. Soon Kakuzu was towering over him and sent him the glare of death. Zetsu smiled awkwardly, and the senior put his foot on the plant boy's chest, his tendrils crawling out of the edges of his many stitches. The junior was praying for his survival, as the senior put his index finger in front of his uncovered mouth in a shushing motion. He held out a hand for Zetsu and helped him to his feet.
"So... What are you doing here?" he asked, seemingly embarrassed. The younger boy couldn't control his curiosity.
"What the hell was that senpai?!" he shrieked, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands. Kakuzu sighed deeply, still looking quite humiliated.
"Don't tell anyone. Not even Kisame. Please, Zetsu," he plead. It was the first time he had ever heard the senior use the word "please", and he couldn't help but nod wildly. His friend smiled with genuine relief, and pulled him back the way he came. After a minute or so, they were back at the entrance of the market, finding Kisame still talking with Katsumi. Apparently he still hadn't finished his tea. The blue shinobi had a disappointed look on his face, when he spotted his two (three) friends. Kakuzu had a smirk on his face, like nothing had happened, as he approached the two.
"You two seem to enjoy each others' company," he stated, with a vulgar undertone. They both glared at him, though it had no effect. Kisame noticed that Zetsu seemed a bit off, and he put his now cold tea on the "counter" and walked up to his best friend.
"Hey man, are you okay?" he asked, genuinely curious. The plant boy nodded slowly and smiled half-heartedly. The blue teen knew his friend well enough to know that this wasn't something he wanted to talk about. Zetsu grabbed another cookie, and the three (four) young men finally decided to move on with their tedious task.
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Finally getting around to uploading these. Sure did take a while. I have about 3 more chapters to upload; I'll do that during the next couple of days, most likely.
And yes I like the Kakuzu x Hidan pairing. U mad broski?
This chapter explores love in its earliest stages. And stuff. And cookies.
Naruto and related characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
I do not claim ownership.