Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rise of the Ukes! ❯ Iruka's turn ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Narutos Inner Demon 
Iruka's got plans for his perv lover. ^.^ (hehehe)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Shounen | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.15.2007 | Updated On: 03.15.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 661 | Status: Completed
Iruka's got plans for his perv lover. ^.^ (hehehe)
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Shounen | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.15.2007 | Updated On: 03.15.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 661 | Status: Completed
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Did you ever wonder what Naruto did before his ‘special’ Night and why Iruka blushed so madly? Well I can assure you it’s a rather interesting and humourous story; and it all starts with a washer!
~Flashback: The morning on Naruto’s special day.~
Iruka raced for the door that was in danger of being pounded down by a great force. Opening it he found his blond student smiling and holding a bag of clothes that were in desperate need to be washed. “Naruto?”
“Iruka-sensei can I please wash my clothes here? Sasuke banned me from using his washing machine.” He asked and explained sheepishly. Iruka sweat-dropped.
“What did you drop in it this time?”
Naruto clenched his fist and stated his defense. “Its not like the great Uchia never accidently left a shuriken in his pants pocket!” Iruka’s Sweat-drop grew larger.
“Did you accidently do something like that last time too?”
“Sasuke rigged me with that Nin-wire! That was not my fault!”
Iruka only chuckled and let the blond enter, he’d be sure to go through Naruto’s clothing searching for anything that might tear up his washer. Shutting the door he sighed and followed Naruto into the laundry room.
Sitting up on the drier Naruto leaned forward and looked at a small picture Iruka kept of himself and Kakashi standing together smiling. “Iruka-sensei,” he said making the Chunnen teacher look up from his magazine. Iruka had decided to stay in the room and make sure Naruto didn’t put bleach in the drier.
“Hm?” He voiced flipping the page to the next page reading over the newer and sharper weapons people were creating and sipping on the birch beer he had gotten.
Naruto took a sip of his own drink and looked back to his sensei, “do you ever get tired of being ‘on the bottom’?”
Iruka’s drink sprayed from his mouth (and nose) to the floor and Iruka stared at the Kyuubi-container in complete and total (shocking) horror.
“WHAT!?!”
Naruto only smiled, “Yeah, Don’t you ever get tired of Kakashi molesting you while your trying to cook dinner?”
Iruka look at Naruto and could tell he was serious. That’s what scared the young chunnen. But now that he thought of it, he always had a bit of curiosity of how it would feel to lead, for you partner to be the one who couldn’t be able to sit down for a few days. “Yeah sometimes,” Iruka replied hesitantly. The last thing he needed was Naruto saying he came up with a technique about this situation.
“Well your in luck I got just the technique for you!”
Iruka could have sworn he heard Fate laughing at him.
******
“Alright,” Naruto called form the living room as he stood infront of a Kage bushin henge’d into Sasuke.
“Naruto why is there a bushin made to look like Sasuke in my living room?” Iruka asked kinda bluntly.
“You’ll see,” Naruto said before standing before him, “you might wanna step back a moment Iruka-sensei.” Iruka needed no second warning and took one giant leap back. Whatever Naruto had come up with had to be bad. Naruto smiled wickedly and his prey (the poor clone) cringed backwards. Putting his hands together he called. “Seme Fuck no justsu!”
Iruka watched in both horror and interest as the clone lay beneath Naruto dressed in a mesh net outfit and with really-really-short-tight-leather black shorts with the zipper in the back (Cue maniacal laughter) and knee high 2 inch heel black leather boots. Iruka had a small nose bleed. If Naruto could make Sasuke look like this imagine what he could do with Kakashi. Iruka then promptly fainted of blood lose. Naruto forced himself to let go of all three jutsu’s he held and sat back laughing his ass off at his poor teacher.
~End of Flash back~
(Back at the meeting on Naruto’s ‘special’ day)
Iruka couldn’t help but blush a crimson color when Naruto mentioned the Seme Fuck no jutsu. He couldn’t believe- no scratch that, he could believe that Naruto would brag about this, but it was going to his turn to night. Kakashi would finally feel the pain of being Uke! He let a ‘eep’ as he felt his lover slither his hands around his body and nibble on his ear, as he thought, ‘Just you wait Hatake Kakashi, it’s my turn to nibble tonight.’ Iruka then stood up pretending to ignore his lovers actions and putting some money on the table, “Well I think I’ll be leaving on that note,” he said and walking away.
Kakashi ate the last of his mahi-mahi* before giving a cheery goodbye and following Iruka, he was pondering over how he would get his ruka-chan in a mini skirt or something leather tonight.
Kakashi had made himself comfortable on the sofa at Iruka’s while the brunette made them dinner. He had offered to help, but it seemed his Ruka-chan had caught onto his molesting plans. He grabbed his Icha Icha Paradise, which Iruka had let him keep on one condition- he had to use some of those moves in there on him. Sighing he flipped a page and giggled. He felt soft hands cruise there way over his skin and Iruka place his chin on his shoulder. “Hm.. Touchy aren’t we today?”
“Kaka-chan,” he said, “you know that technique Naruto was talking about today?”
“Yeah,” the silver haired ninja replied absentmindedly, “that was...that was kinda weird.”
“Well guess what,” Iruka said again with a husky voice. To that Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. Then Iruka jumped over the couch his hands in the same position Naruto had shone the group earlier and the only thing Kakashi could think was ‘ Hell No....’
Kakashi-sensei was not able to train team seven for the rest of the week, nor sit down for that matter.
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Did you ever wonder what Naruto did before his ‘special’ Night and why Iruka blushed so madly? Well I can assure you it’s a rather interesting and humourous story; and it all starts with a washer!
~Flashback: The morning on Naruto’s special day.~
Iruka raced for the door that was in danger of being pounded down by a great force. Opening it he found his blond student smiling and holding a bag of clothes that were in desperate need to be washed. “Naruto?”
“Iruka-sensei can I please wash my clothes here? Sasuke banned me from using his washing machine.” He asked and explained sheepishly. Iruka sweat-dropped.
“What did you drop in it this time?”
Naruto clenched his fist and stated his defense. “Its not like the great Uchia never accidently left a shuriken in his pants pocket!” Iruka’s Sweat-drop grew larger.
“Did you accidently do something like that last time too?”
“Sasuke rigged me with that Nin-wire! That was not my fault!”
Iruka only chuckled and let the blond enter, he’d be sure to go through Naruto’s clothing searching for anything that might tear up his washer. Shutting the door he sighed and followed Naruto into the laundry room.
Sitting up on the drier Naruto leaned forward and looked at a small picture Iruka kept of himself and Kakashi standing together smiling. “Iruka-sensei,” he said making the Chunnen teacher look up from his magazine. Iruka had decided to stay in the room and make sure Naruto didn’t put bleach in the drier.
“Hm?” He voiced flipping the page to the next page reading over the newer and sharper weapons people were creating and sipping on the birch beer he had gotten.
Naruto took a sip of his own drink and looked back to his sensei, “do you ever get tired of being ‘on the bottom’?”
Iruka’s drink sprayed from his mouth (and nose) to the floor and Iruka stared at the Kyuubi-container in complete and total (shocking) horror.
“WHAT!?!”
Naruto only smiled, “Yeah, Don’t you ever get tired of Kakashi molesting you while your trying to cook dinner?”
Iruka look at Naruto and could tell he was serious. That’s what scared the young chunnen. But now that he thought of it, he always had a bit of curiosity of how it would feel to lead, for you partner to be the one who couldn’t be able to sit down for a few days. “Yeah sometimes,” Iruka replied hesitantly. The last thing he needed was Naruto saying he came up with a technique about this situation.
“Well your in luck I got just the technique for you!”
Iruka could have sworn he heard Fate laughing at him.
******
“Alright,” Naruto called form the living room as he stood infront of a Kage bushin henge’d into Sasuke.
“Naruto why is there a bushin made to look like Sasuke in my living room?” Iruka asked kinda bluntly.
“You’ll see,” Naruto said before standing before him, “you might wanna step back a moment Iruka-sensei.” Iruka needed no second warning and took one giant leap back. Whatever Naruto had come up with had to be bad. Naruto smiled wickedly and his prey (the poor clone) cringed backwards. Putting his hands together he called. “Seme Fuck no justsu!”
Iruka watched in both horror and interest as the clone lay beneath Naruto dressed in a mesh net outfit and with really-really-short-tight-leather black shorts with the zipper in the back (Cue maniacal laughter) and knee high 2 inch heel black leather boots. Iruka had a small nose bleed. If Naruto could make Sasuke look like this imagine what he could do with Kakashi. Iruka then promptly fainted of blood lose. Naruto forced himself to let go of all three jutsu’s he held and sat back laughing his ass off at his poor teacher.
~End of Flash back~
(Back at the meeting on Naruto’s ‘special’ day)
Iruka couldn’t help but blush a crimson color when Naruto mentioned the Seme Fuck no jutsu. He couldn’t believe- no scratch that, he could believe that Naruto would brag about this, but it was going to his turn to night. Kakashi would finally feel the pain of being Uke! He let a ‘eep’ as he felt his lover slither his hands around his body and nibble on his ear, as he thought, ‘Just you wait Hatake Kakashi, it’s my turn to nibble tonight.’ Iruka then stood up pretending to ignore his lovers actions and putting some money on the table, “Well I think I’ll be leaving on that note,” he said and walking away.
Kakashi ate the last of his mahi-mahi* before giving a cheery goodbye and following Iruka, he was pondering over how he would get his ruka-chan in a mini skirt or something leather tonight.
Kakashi had made himself comfortable on the sofa at Iruka’s while the brunette made them dinner. He had offered to help, but it seemed his Ruka-chan had caught onto his molesting plans. He grabbed his Icha Icha Paradise, which Iruka had let him keep on one condition- he had to use some of those moves in there on him. Sighing he flipped a page and giggled. He felt soft hands cruise there way over his skin and Iruka place his chin on his shoulder. “Hm.. Touchy aren’t we today?”
“Kaka-chan,” he said, “you know that technique Naruto was talking about today?”
“Yeah,” the silver haired ninja replied absentmindedly, “that was...that was kinda weird.”
“Well guess what,” Iruka said again with a husky voice. To that Kakashi quirked an eyebrow. Then Iruka jumped over the couch his hands in the same position Naruto had shone the group earlier and the only thing Kakashi could think was ‘ Hell No....’
Kakashi-sensei was not able to train team seven for the rest of the week, nor sit down for that matter.
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