Original Post Date: June 07, 2010
I'd planned to do way more, but I'm back in the game on my other fics (SSP and JouninBB, mostly.), so I figure I'd be best off if I channel all creativity into those while I still can.
Stylistic experiment: a strange narrative style, involving first person and no quotation marks for dialog; I've seen some GORGEOUS things done with this style.
Warnings: Alcohol, language.
Pairings: Gen, really.
Rating: PG.
Notes: I'm... not sure I really went anywhere with this, but I like it, nonetheless.
Stupid Dramatics and Silly Heroics
Naruto has downed more alcohol than the rest of the bar combined, and he's only just beginning to look slightly buzzed. He's stalking me like prey, circling to my side of the poker table, as if he thinks he's being subtle.
Shit, those're the fuckin' worst cards I've ever seen, he slurs. Kiba howls his laughter, cackling like a hyena. Shino and Neji have more grace.
I throw down my cards and drag Naruto to the back of the room. The fuck was that for? I demand.
You, Naruto mumbles, pulling me into a chair beside him. He looks boneless, like a cat the way his arm is slung over the back of the chair and his legs splayed, inviting.
You do too much for me, I snap.
He shrugs. You don't do enough for you.
I snort. Fucking moron. You can't save everyone.
Asshole, he replies with a scowl. I can try.
Nursemaid!Sasuke, because I'm dying of plague. This is, perhaps, not unrelated to the camping-in-the-woods-no-civilization thing.
Warnings: Crackish.
Pairings: Naruto/Sasuke. A bit of Naruto/Sakura?
Rating: G?
Notes: Clearly it's all the peppermint tea I'm downing addling my brain.
We Can All Be Forgiven For Getting A Few Funny Ideas While We're Sick
Naruto is dying. The sun is trying to kill him by being too hot. Sakura is possibly conspiring with it, and maybe dragging Sasuke into the evil scheme as well. Or, maybe Sasuke has no idea that Sakura and the sun are doing the whole death-by-hotness thing, and is just along for the ride. That sounds more likely.
Or maybe that's just the delirium talking.
"I bet Sakura has one of those little nurse outfits somewhere," Naruto says aloud. Sasuke stares at him for a few seconds, as he brings Naruto another mug of peppermint tea and a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
"Even you can't be that stupid," he mutters.
"Not for her to wear," Naruto amends, because saying that to Sakura is just asking to be castrated. "But, you both have like, the same pants size, so the nursemaid dress on you would be about the same but shorter--"
That's as far as Naruto gets, because Sasuke drops the cup of hot tea on Naruto's lap. He pleads innocence in front of Sakura later, but Naruto sees the blush on his cheeks now.
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Stylistic experiment: a strange narrative style, involving first person and no quotation marks for dialog; I've seen some GORGEOUS things done with this style.
Warnings: Alcohol, language.
Pairings: Gen, really.
Rating: PG.
Notes: I'm... not sure I really went anywhere with this, but I like it, nonetheless.
Stupid Dramatics and Silly Heroics
Naruto has downed more alcohol than the rest of the bar combined, and he's only just beginning to look slightly buzzed. He's stalking me like prey, circling to my side of the poker table, as if he thinks he's being subtle.
Shit, those're the fuckin' worst cards I've ever seen, he slurs. Kiba howls his laughter, cackling like a hyena. Shino and Neji have more grace.
I throw down my cards and drag Naruto to the back of the room. The fuck was that for? I demand.
You, Naruto mumbles, pulling me into a chair beside him. He looks boneless, like a cat the way his arm is slung over the back of the chair and his legs splayed, inviting.
You do too much for me, I snap.
He shrugs. You don't do enough for you.
I snort. Fucking moron. You can't save everyone.
Asshole, he replies with a scowl. I can try.
Nursemaid!Sasuke, because I'm dying of plague. This is, perhaps, not unrelated to the camping-in-the-woods-no-civilization thing.
Warnings: Crackish.
Pairings: Naruto/Sasuke. A bit of Naruto/Sakura?
Rating: G?
Notes: Clearly it's all the peppermint tea I'm downing addling my brain.
We Can All Be Forgiven For Getting A Few Funny Ideas While We're Sick
Naruto is dying. The sun is trying to kill him by being too hot. Sakura is possibly conspiring with it, and maybe dragging Sasuke into the evil scheme as well. Or, maybe Sasuke has no idea that Sakura and the sun are doing the whole death-by-hotness thing, and is just along for the ride. That sounds more likely.
Or maybe that's just the delirium talking.
"I bet Sakura has one of those little nurse outfits somewhere," Naruto says aloud. Sasuke stares at him for a few seconds, as he brings Naruto another mug of peppermint tea and a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
"Even you can't be that stupid," he mutters.
"Not for her to wear," Naruto amends, because saying that to Sakura is just asking to be castrated. "But, you both have like, the same pants size, so the nursemaid dress on you would be about the same but shorter--"
That's as far as Naruto gets, because Sasuke drops the cup of hot tea on Naruto's lap. He pleads innocence in front of Sakura later, but Naruto sees the blush on his cheeks now.
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