Le Code de Bonne Conduite (1/1)
...so. Apparently, I've been writing a lot. Just not posting. Life's actually being a little good to me. Knew I was going to come back here, though, because I always do. If only I didn't keep getting banned from my account for always forgetting my password.
Same old spiel, part of the WNMS verse. And dialogue-only, since that seems to be my comfort zone. Honestly, I can't with the manga lately. Feigning ignorance until further notice.
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Characters: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1518
Summary: "Yeah, I think that’s just your family’s messed-up sense of humour."
“No, Sasuke. That’s not how it works. That’s not how any of this is supposed to work.”
“It’s nothing bad. You’re just exaggerating things. Again.”
“This isn’t like last time. Last time doesn’t count.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And it especially doesn’t count when it has to do with that pervert for a professor who keeps giving me those funny looking faces whenever I run into him. Even if Kakashi is your advisor, why do you let him get away with calling you a familiar name like that?”
“It’s not that I let him get him away with it, Naruto. I just…don’t tell him not to do it.”
“Tch. Like that’s not the same thing. How come Kakashi can give you a nickname, but if I try to give you a nickname-all right, another nickname, don’t look at me like that-I should automatically start fearing for my life?”
“Because as soon as you try it, the only thing you’ll have left to call me is single.”
“What do you mean single? After all that effort I put into getting your attention, you’d actually dump me over-”
“Not to mention, Kakashi knows my uncle, so…”
“Okay, Sasuke. Seriously. You have a lot of uncles. You have a lot of family members, period. Which uncle are we talking about here?”
“Uncle Obito.”
“No way. The same Obito who tried to gamble away all of your Uncle Hikaku’s money at the wedding?”
“I didn’t know, either. Apparently, he and Kakashi used to be really good friends. They even grew up together. After my Aunt Rin passed away, Kakashi says that’s what began the rift in their relationship. When he moved to Tokyo, they eventually stopped keeping in touch with each other.”
“So Kakashi’s originally from Yamaguchi, huh. I knew there was something else off about him, even with that mask he wears all the time. No wonder why. I always thought he kept it on because he was afraid of getting sick, but being from Yamaguchi, knowingly going around with that kind of accent, that must explain why-ow, why’d you have to go and-hey, q-quit it with all the pinching and-I was just joking, Sasuke, jeeze. I really do like your nasally sounding voice, even if you are from Yamaguchi, because I think your very weird accent is really, really cu-”
“You can shut up now.”
“Wait a minute-you said Kakashi knew your Aunt Rin, too. Do you mean your Aunt Rin, as in Obito’s wife Rin?”
“...yeah.”
“…oh. I know Obito said something about being widowed, but he seemed like a really easygoing kind of guy when I met him.”
“He still is. That’s probably why you two were able to get along so well. Losing his wife, of course it’s taken a toll on him. I know he always used to talk about having kids, about wanting a little girl to grow up with Tamaki and me, and when Aunt Rin died…well, Uncle Obito hasn’t been with anyone else since then. But even after such a long time, our family’s been pretty understanding. I think he just tries to stay busy, so he won’t be forced to think about missing her so often.”
“I remember him saying he’s spent a lot of time in bars.”
“Only the ones he owns, he likes to say. It’s a lucrative enough business, I guess, since he’s been investing in them for years. As dramatic as my uncle tends to be, though, I think he takes a perverse sort of joy from letting people assume he’s wasted the majority of his life wandering the streets as an aimless drunk.”
“Yeah, I think that’s just your family’s messed-up sense of humour. Like when your brother kept offering to treat me to life-threatening cuisine at that one Shinoda restaurant in Shimonoseki. I didn’t get it at first. But after he told me to look out for your pufferfish cheeks, I finally figured out why then, because Itachi said when you guys were younger, everyone used to call you Fugu-ch-”
“You really do need to learn to stop talking.”
“…will you kiss me again, if I tell you about the time Itachi told me-”
“Naruto…”
“Yeah. Just like that. Except I think you need to do it one more time. And then keep doing it. Because kissing me, this is something you should definitely not learn to stop doing.”
“I’m not going to let you get carried away, so stop smiling at me like that. And stop having conversations about me with my brother. I already told you to block his number from your phone a long time ago.”
“Hehe, I don’t think it’s anything you have to be embarrassed about, knowing me and Itachi are getting along. Seriously, though. Back to Kakashi. Maybe he should try to talk to Obito again. If they really were that close, I don’t think it’s too late for them to fix things.”
“Even if my aunt is involved, I doubt there isn’t some other reason behind why my uncle and Kakashi are no longer on speaking terms. There’s been more than enough gossip going around for me not to believe otherwise, whatever it was that did happen then. Although whether or not they want to do something about it now, that’s ultimately up to them.”
“I know. Still, it’d be nice if they were able to put everything behind them and be friends again, don’t you think?”
“Mm.”
“Anyway, here’s the thing. What’s really been throwing me off about seeing Kakashi acting so familiar with you. I get that your family’s always been important to you and all, but suddenly having this connection with Kakashi, does it actually change how you see him that much?”
“I’d like to say it doesn’t. Because it’s not as if I don’t already respect him. Lazy tendencies aside, Kakashi’s an intelligent guy. And as his student, that’s something I truly can appreciate. Even Shikamaru admitted he was impressed enough to stay awake during that course he took last term. So despite the way Kakashi prefers to handle things, as permissive as he can be with his methods, he’s taught me a lot. Yet knowing he used to be so close to someone like my Uncle Obito, I will say it’s given me a different perspective.”
“…okay, ignoring that little gushing moment you had there, just to be clear, we are talking about the same guy who has a woodblock print of Tako to Ama hanging up in his office, right?”
“It’s a historical replica.”
“It’s tentacle porn.”
“…”
“Go ahead, Sasuke. I dare you to disagree with me.”
“It’s not all tentacle porn.”
“Just the stuff Kakashi likes to collect.”
“…”
“…”
“Like you really have any room to talk, Naruto.”
“Hey-hey, this is not about me, all right. I’m not the guy who has ero-”
“You know Kakashi only has those prints because he’s pushing that ukiyo paper on my class. He’ll take them down by the end of next week. More than likely, he probably just wants to find out if anyone’s actually going to say something to him about it. Anyone besides you, that is.”
“Stop defending your perverted uncle.”
“He’s not my uncle. And I’m not defending him.”
“Your honorary uncle, then. Who’s trying to trick your class into making shunga type paintings for his own personal use.”
“Kakashi may be a little unconventional, but he’s still a professor, Naruto. And he’s still my advisor.”
“You know, right now, I’m starting to think you’re taking this whole being polite thing too far. Mostly since it never seems to apply to me.”
“Nothing ever applies to you.”
“Is this another one of those really traditional things about having respect for your elders?”
“Part of it is. But that’s how I was raised. It’s almost an impulse at this point, especially when it comes to my family, because they’re the people I spent the most time with. Growing up as the youngest, I couldn’t help it.”
“I guess not. Even if you like to be picky about who you want to be nice to. But I mean it. You really can be too polite sometimes. And I don’t know whether I should think it’s annoying to see you defending a guy like Kakashi, or some kind of too obvious fault of mine for finding that side of you really cute.”
“So help me, Naruto, call me that again, and I’ll show you how cute I am when I take your eyes out with this paintbrush.”
“Yeah, sure. You can poke my eyes out later. We both know how much you can’t resist them. Almost as much as you can’t resist me in glasses. I’m just thinking, though. Even if they don’t keep in touch anymore, if somehow knowing Obito still makes Kakashi an unofficial, extended member of your family…”
“…what?”
“Well, since Obito already considers me your other half, which basically makes me part of the family, too, being his unofficial nephew-in-law, does that mean I get to call you-”
“No.”
Same old spiel, part of the WNMS verse. And dialogue-only, since that seems to be my comfort zone. Honestly, I can't with the manga lately. Feigning ignorance until further notice.
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Characters: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1518
Summary: "Yeah, I think that’s just your family’s messed-up sense of humour."
“No, Sasuke. That’s not how it works. That’s not how any of this is supposed to work.”
“It’s nothing bad. You’re just exaggerating things. Again.”
“This isn’t like last time. Last time doesn’t count.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And it especially doesn’t count when it has to do with that pervert for a professor who keeps giving me those funny looking faces whenever I run into him. Even if Kakashi is your advisor, why do you let him get away with calling you a familiar name like that?”
“It’s not that I let him get him away with it, Naruto. I just…don’t tell him not to do it.”
“Tch. Like that’s not the same thing. How come Kakashi can give you a nickname, but if I try to give you a nickname-all right, another nickname, don’t look at me like that-I should automatically start fearing for my life?”
“Because as soon as you try it, the only thing you’ll have left to call me is single.”
“What do you mean single? After all that effort I put into getting your attention, you’d actually dump me over-”
“Not to mention, Kakashi knows my uncle, so…”
“Okay, Sasuke. Seriously. You have a lot of uncles. You have a lot of family members, period. Which uncle are we talking about here?”
“Uncle Obito.”
“No way. The same Obito who tried to gamble away all of your Uncle Hikaku’s money at the wedding?”
“I didn’t know, either. Apparently, he and Kakashi used to be really good friends. They even grew up together. After my Aunt Rin passed away, Kakashi says that’s what began the rift in their relationship. When he moved to Tokyo, they eventually stopped keeping in touch with each other.”
“So Kakashi’s originally from Yamaguchi, huh. I knew there was something else off about him, even with that mask he wears all the time. No wonder why. I always thought he kept it on because he was afraid of getting sick, but being from Yamaguchi, knowingly going around with that kind of accent, that must explain why-ow, why’d you have to go and-hey, q-quit it with all the pinching and-I was just joking, Sasuke, jeeze. I really do like your nasally sounding voice, even if you are from Yamaguchi, because I think your very weird accent is really, really cu-”
“You can shut up now.”
“Wait a minute-you said Kakashi knew your Aunt Rin, too. Do you mean your Aunt Rin, as in Obito’s wife Rin?”
“...yeah.”
“…oh. I know Obito said something about being widowed, but he seemed like a really easygoing kind of guy when I met him.”
“He still is. That’s probably why you two were able to get along so well. Losing his wife, of course it’s taken a toll on him. I know he always used to talk about having kids, about wanting a little girl to grow up with Tamaki and me, and when Aunt Rin died…well, Uncle Obito hasn’t been with anyone else since then. But even after such a long time, our family’s been pretty understanding. I think he just tries to stay busy, so he won’t be forced to think about missing her so often.”
“I remember him saying he’s spent a lot of time in bars.”
“Only the ones he owns, he likes to say. It’s a lucrative enough business, I guess, since he’s been investing in them for years. As dramatic as my uncle tends to be, though, I think he takes a perverse sort of joy from letting people assume he’s wasted the majority of his life wandering the streets as an aimless drunk.”
“Yeah, I think that’s just your family’s messed-up sense of humour. Like when your brother kept offering to treat me to life-threatening cuisine at that one Shinoda restaurant in Shimonoseki. I didn’t get it at first. But after he told me to look out for your pufferfish cheeks, I finally figured out why then, because Itachi said when you guys were younger, everyone used to call you Fugu-ch-”
“You really do need to learn to stop talking.”
“…will you kiss me again, if I tell you about the time Itachi told me-”
“Naruto…”
“Yeah. Just like that. Except I think you need to do it one more time. And then keep doing it. Because kissing me, this is something you should definitely not learn to stop doing.”
“I’m not going to let you get carried away, so stop smiling at me like that. And stop having conversations about me with my brother. I already told you to block his number from your phone a long time ago.”
“Hehe, I don’t think it’s anything you have to be embarrassed about, knowing me and Itachi are getting along. Seriously, though. Back to Kakashi. Maybe he should try to talk to Obito again. If they really were that close, I don’t think it’s too late for them to fix things.”
“Even if my aunt is involved, I doubt there isn’t some other reason behind why my uncle and Kakashi are no longer on speaking terms. There’s been more than enough gossip going around for me not to believe otherwise, whatever it was that did happen then. Although whether or not they want to do something about it now, that’s ultimately up to them.”
“I know. Still, it’d be nice if they were able to put everything behind them and be friends again, don’t you think?”
“Mm.”
“Anyway, here’s the thing. What’s really been throwing me off about seeing Kakashi acting so familiar with you. I get that your family’s always been important to you and all, but suddenly having this connection with Kakashi, does it actually change how you see him that much?”
“I’d like to say it doesn’t. Because it’s not as if I don’t already respect him. Lazy tendencies aside, Kakashi’s an intelligent guy. And as his student, that’s something I truly can appreciate. Even Shikamaru admitted he was impressed enough to stay awake during that course he took last term. So despite the way Kakashi prefers to handle things, as permissive as he can be with his methods, he’s taught me a lot. Yet knowing he used to be so close to someone like my Uncle Obito, I will say it’s given me a different perspective.”
“…okay, ignoring that little gushing moment you had there, just to be clear, we are talking about the same guy who has a woodblock print of Tako to Ama hanging up in his office, right?”
“It’s a historical replica.”
“It’s tentacle porn.”
“…”
“Go ahead, Sasuke. I dare you to disagree with me.”
“It’s not all tentacle porn.”
“Just the stuff Kakashi likes to collect.”
“…”
“…”
“Like you really have any room to talk, Naruto.”
“Hey-hey, this is not about me, all right. I’m not the guy who has ero-”
“You know Kakashi only has those prints because he’s pushing that ukiyo paper on my class. He’ll take them down by the end of next week. More than likely, he probably just wants to find out if anyone’s actually going to say something to him about it. Anyone besides you, that is.”
“Stop defending your perverted uncle.”
“He’s not my uncle. And I’m not defending him.”
“Your honorary uncle, then. Who’s trying to trick your class into making shunga type paintings for his own personal use.”
“Kakashi may be a little unconventional, but he’s still a professor, Naruto. And he’s still my advisor.”
“You know, right now, I’m starting to think you’re taking this whole being polite thing too far. Mostly since it never seems to apply to me.”
“Nothing ever applies to you.”
“Is this another one of those really traditional things about having respect for your elders?”
“Part of it is. But that’s how I was raised. It’s almost an impulse at this point, especially when it comes to my family, because they’re the people I spent the most time with. Growing up as the youngest, I couldn’t help it.”
“I guess not. Even if you like to be picky about who you want to be nice to. But I mean it. You really can be too polite sometimes. And I don’t know whether I should think it’s annoying to see you defending a guy like Kakashi, or some kind of too obvious fault of mine for finding that side of you really cute.”
“So help me, Naruto, call me that again, and I’ll show you how cute I am when I take your eyes out with this paintbrush.”
“Yeah, sure. You can poke my eyes out later. We both know how much you can’t resist them. Almost as much as you can’t resist me in glasses. I’m just thinking, though. Even if they don’t keep in touch anymore, if somehow knowing Obito still makes Kakashi an unofficial, extended member of your family…”
“…what?”
“Well, since Obito already considers me your other half, which basically makes me part of the family, too, being his unofficial nephew-in-law, does that mean I get to call you-”
“No.”