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chuunin_archivemission_insane prompt challenge. Hope you enjoy!Title: Analogy
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feilyn'Verse: Naruto
Claim: Naruto (general)
Characters: Sakura, Naruto, Sasuke
Genre: Humour
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Summary: Sakura compares her relationship with Naruto and Sasuke to fast food. It's disturbing, she muses, how well such a bad metaphor actually fits.
Table/Prompt: Phrases, Do You Want Fries With That?
“Hi, yeah, can I get a hamburger combo with a diet coke, easy on the ice, and…” Sakura smiled apologetically at the bored girl behind the counter. “A, um…chicken nugget Happy Meal, but make the drink a large chocolate shake?”
The girl chewed on what looked to be three-day old gum before popping a disinterested bubble. “You know you could get that cheaper if you just bought the cheeseburger combo, right?”
Sakura rolled her eyes, glancing back at where Naruto was staring at the McDonald’s playpen mournfully. “He wants the toy. Please, don’t ask.”
She received a look that clearly stated the girl hadn’t been going to as Sasuke’s voice sifted through the air.
“You’re twenty, dobe, not two. Sit down.”
“Teme!”
“Anything else?” the girl drawled. Sakura decided she really didn’t like this chick.
“Um…” She scanned the brightly lit boards over her head and chewed on her lip a little, growing increasingly aware of the idiots bickering behind her and the fact that she really should have thought about what she wanted before the time came to order.
When she was younger, she’d known exactly what she wanted - cheeseburger Happy Meal with the orange Fanta, no ice and the prettiest toy available.
“Jeez, there are so many choices now. It never used to be this hard,” she laughed, wincing inwardly. It’s happening. I’m turning into my mother. The gum-snapper looked equally unimpressed.
Slowly her choices had changed to the healthier options, and when she was twelve the salads had come in and she’d switched immediately, but she always ordered the same thing.
This is about to turn into some twisted analogy, isn’t it? But I’m hungry!
Sakura’s mind chose to ignore this, racing off in a hundred different directions as she gazed unseeingly at a particularly cheerful-looking burger.
When she was younger, she had known exactly what she wanted. Uchiha Sasuke. Was it really that much of a surprise that her eating habits had echoed her lifestyle choices?
Of course, no matter how many salads she’d eaten, and no matter how much she’d professed to hate the chicken nuggets (oh god, Naruto), she’d still been hungry. Still wanted more.
Gum-snapper snapped her gum, and Sakura’s eyelid twitched a little. For crying out loud, the girl was a McDonalds cashier! There were no other customers, and it wasn’t like there was anything better to do.
And then there’d been that horrible stage when she’d been force-fed chicken nuggets by Naruto and discovered she actually quite liked them. It was impossible to decide which was better, the pros and cons lined up neatly, the latter of each being summed up as ‘isn’t the other’.
“Just - could you please get the other orders?” Sakura asked, trying to be polite despite the obvious disdain in the other girl’s eyes. At least, it would have been disdain had Sakura thought the girl knew what the word meant.
And now the salad and the chicken nuggets had gone off to dinner and left the cheeseburger behind.
“Actually, could I have a cheeseburger as well, please? Sprite for a drink, thanks.”
Okay, so that actually hadn’t happened literally in her food choices. Sakura wrinkled her nose and laughed a little at herself for using such a stupid metaphor in the first place.
“You are such a bastard. I don’t even know why I hang around you!”
“Well it’s not from lack of trying on my part to get rid of you.”
The boys had found a table, at least. Sakura glanced over to them and rolled her eyes. Glaring at each other from over the table, one would think they hated each other.
If not for the fact that she could see their hands loosely knotted together under the table.
“Do you want fries with that?”
Sakura tore her eyes away from her boys to answer the cashier. “No thanks,” she said, sliding over the money. “I’m good.”
A cheeseburger was really a meal in itself. It didn’t need anything extra.
Title: Once More, With Feeling
Author:
feilyn'Verse: Naruto
Claim: Naruto (general)
Characters: Naruto, Sakura
Genre: Angst
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Summary: Sakura should have known her friendship would never be good enough for him.
Table/Prompt: Phrases, Are You Insane?
“Are you insane?” Sakura yelled, shoving rain slicked hair back off her forehead. “If you go out there, he’ll kill you.” Idly, she wondered why these sorts of things always happened in the rain before grabbing at Naruto’s shirt as he tried to push past her again.
“Sakura! I have to - I have to--”
She shoved chakra into the fist clenched around black fabric (he’d given up the orange months ago) and thrust her friend back into the cave. “You don’t have to, Naruto! The Village is in ruins, and you never owed them anything in the first place. I don’t care if your ninja way demands it!”
Lightning cracked and Sakura couldn’t stop herself from jumping. It lit up Naruto’s face as he sprawled at the back of the cave, and her heart ached at the look of total betrayal evident on vulpine features.
“You’ve given everything you have, Naruto,” Sakura said softly. “There’s nothing left.”
He was silent for so long that she thought the message might actually sunk in. Then--
“No.” He struggled to his feet, tired and drawn, but still determined. Still ready to fight to the end. “There’s always something.”
Sakura stared at him, willing him to please, for once, just give up, but deep down she knew it wasn’t in him. It was less that he would not and more that he could not.
So she shifted, bringing her fists up. Her face was tight with suppressed emotion, but like Naruto, she couldn’t give up. Sasuke was beyond her, but she’d be damned if she couldn’t save Naruto.
“If you want to get to him,” she said softly. “You will have to go through me. I am not going to lose another friend to that monster.”
Shock flashed over his face to be chased by rage and then hopelessness. His hands clenched and then unclenched until finally he sighed, barely audible over the thundering rain. Sakura relaxed a little as his head dropped, feeling awful but knowing there was no other way.
“I’m so sorry, Naruto,” she whispered moving over to give him a wet hug.
He drew in a slow, shuddering breath and then let it out again, wrapping his arms around her so tightly she felt her ribs creak.
His lips touch her ear. “So am I, Sakura.”
Her eyes opened wide with shock as jolt of pain jerked her body. The last thing she saw before she hit the ground was a flash of black headed for the cave entrance.
Two thoughts warred with each other as her eyes slid shut.
Not again.
I should have known.
Title: Eavesdropping
Author:
feilyn'Verse: Naruto
Claim: Naruto (general)
Characters: Kushina, Minato, Jiraiya
Genre: Humour/Gen
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Summary: Kushina’s mother had always told her that if she eavesdropped it’d come back to bite her on the nose.
“So what you’re telling me, Minato, is that you think you might be in love.”
Kushina’s mother had always told her that if she eavesdropped it’d come back to bite her on the nose.
A blond head nodded very seriously. “Exactly, Jiraiya-sensei.”
She was almost glad her mother had died before she was proven right. At least that saved Kushina some humiliation, although not much.
Jiraiya looked pained. Kushina could sympathize. “Minato, what have I told you about falling in love?”
“Not to do it, sensei.” A goofy grin spread across Namikaze’s face, showing just how well he’d been listening to that particular lesson.
“And what have you done?”
“Fallen in love, sensei.” He didn’t appear to have noticed the contradiction in his words. Idiot.
Kushina’s lower lip wibbled a little before she set her face and fought the urge to stamp her foot. It wasn’t fair – she was the best kunoichi in the Village, way faster and stronger than any of the other girls, and Namikaze had had the gall to fall in love! It was an affront to her womanly pride!
Well. She’d show him. Sick of hearing the blond talk, Kushina shoved her way out of her hiding place and stormed off as fast as her stumpy little legs could carry her. She’d just have to train harder, she decided. Harder and harder, and when she saw that stupid Namikaze again, she’d knock him into next week.
xXx
Jiraiya was trying. Really, he was. But listening to his nine-year-old student extol the virtues of some girl, it was really hard not to burst out laughing. Or into tears. He swiped at his face a little, half-heartedly trying to wipe the smile off.
Bright blue eyes turned earnestly up at him, seeking approval. “Well?” Minato demanded. “What do you think, Jiraiya-sensei?”
Jiraiya did the thing he was best at in these situations.
He stalled.
“I, uh…what’s her name, first?”
Minato beamed. “Uzumaki Kushina!” he announced proudly. “And I’m going to marry her one day, and…” And it went on.
Oh, god. Brown eyes and a fiery temper to match short-cropped hair flashed into Jiraiya’s mind. It’s terminal.
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Date: 2008-08-23 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-23 12:30 pm (UTC)Good job :)
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Date: 2008-08-23 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-25 07:12 am (UTC)Lol, thanks though. I'm glad you liked it