I feel my flame for writing fanfictions rekindled - thanks to NatsumeUchiha, who was the first to comment and review on any of my fanfictions in one? Two weeks? Ehh, who cares?! I'm just happy again!
For all the readers who LOVE or like my fighting scenes, well, you're in luck! The Third Arc is all about fighting (if you've read my memo, cliché, I know, but the plotline is a great excuse to use fighting scenes)! So, enjoy, ne?
FEEDBACK: Will get you the Third Arc! I'm returning to [Mama], now! YAAAAAAAY!
WARNING: Fluff. Crack!Shit.
DISCLAIMER: I, LeTiffany, do not own the manga/anime Naruto or its characters. I only own the story plot and the Original Characters (OC) I create. All credits towards Naruto should go to Masashi Kishimoto.
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| [(*)] | Music: Naruto OST Album 2 // Song - It's The Training! | Effects: No Current Effects |
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T VISIT [NAME]?!"
You blinked as your ears trained themselves to an unfamiliar voice, along with Kakashi's voice. You reddened at the thought of the silverette. You hadn't forgotten about that kiss about two nights ago; and apparently, neither did Kakashi. You weren't really sure if that fateful kiss strengthened your bond with him, or loosened it. There were times when you caught him staring at you (sometimes with a glint in his uncovered eye), but there were other times when he acted as if it had never happened. What a strange man he was.
Then again, you turned your head to the door, there was never a time when he wasn't strange.
You chuckled softly, but stopped when you heard the shouting again.
"WHAT?! I LIKED YOU BETTER AS KAKA-KUN! [1] Kuso! I wish I had my keyboard here!"
"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to leave if you have no business here."
"...yarō. [2]"
It was then you had decided to stand up and walk outside the room, a few of the childrens' curious gazes on you. You casually strolled into the reception room, sweat-dropping at the sight. There, infront of you, was a young girl [3] - probably somewhere around the age of thirteen - who was glaring at Kakashi, who...surprisingly glared back. The orange book in her hands caught your attention, and you smirked.
Ah. She stole that perverted book of his.
You weren't given a second's defense as your eyes suddenly locked with the short girl's, her dark, sharp eyes staring into your [e/c] orbs. You blinked as a smile graced her features, as she casually threw the book back to the silverette (who of course, caught it).
"Yo, [Name]! How 'ya doing?!"
It was then that you asked yourself-
"Do I know you?"
| [(*)] | Opening Theme: Fiesta by +Plus | The Authoress Meets [Name]! ; 女流作家に[名前]満たす | Music: Naruto OST Album 2 // Song - Fooling Mode | Effects: Sipping Tea |
You sweat-dropped as the girl - who introduced herself as (and you quote) 'call me SM!' - infront of you calmly sipped her Chrysanthemum Tea that you had prepared for her, completely ignoring the death-glares from a certain girl-stalker. She 'ahh'ed' as she set her cup down onto the coffee table infront of the couch that you were all seated in; children playing in the room included.
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[Mama]
FanfictionAll the unwanted children and babies are usually dumped at 'Konohagakure Orphanage'. The only way out is to get adopted. When Naruto loses his parents, all the adults don't bother to spare him a glance, as he holds the Kyūbi. As Naruto's first two y...