The smell of fire and smoke woke you from a peaceful sleep. Your eyes popped open to the sight of your room filled with a thin sheet of smoke. Panicked, you rolled out of your bed and crawled across the floor to your door. Oddly, the doorknob wasn't even warm. “Kabuto, where are you?” There was no answer. Afraid he might be hurt you continued to crawl through the many dark corridors of the hideout. As you crawled past the kitchen, you spotted Kabuto. He was desperately trying to put out a small kitchen fire. “What did you do?” No longer worried, you pushed yourself onto your feet and walked over to the stove. “This is a grease fire, water isn't going to help.”
Too flustered to think properly, Kabuto stood there with no idea what to do. “I know that, but I don't have any baking soda.”
You sighed sarcastically and shook your head. “Some genius you are.” Unfazed by the growing flame, you switched off the stove and placed a lid over the burner. “Tada.”
Kabuto rubbed the back of his head as he let out a nervous, embarrassed laugh. “I guess I really should just stay out of the kitchen. For some reason I can't even do simple tasks when I'm in here.” He pushed up his smoggy glasses and sighed.
“Hey, don't beat yourself up over this. Everyone has that one thing they're no good at. Your thing is cooking, obviously.” This wasn't the first time Kabuto had almost burned down the kitchen since you'd been living with him, but this was the worst fire he'd caused. Sometimes you thought it might be easier for you to go back to the leaf and accept the consequences of deserting them than it was to deal with all the explosions and failed experiments that came with living with Kabuto. “Well, we'd better clean up this mess, again.”
“I guess so. But really, you shouldn't have to clean. I'll take care of it.” Kabuto seemed a little down today. Though the fire was an easy explanation for this change in attitude, you knew him well enough to know that something else was wrong. “Why are you staring at me? I said I'd take care of the mess.”
You placed your hands on his shoulders and stared him in the eyes. “What's wrong?”
Kabuto plastered a blatantly fake smile on his face. “My, my, you're rather perceptive today, aren't you? It never ceases to amaze me how you can read my mood so easily. Heavens forbid I ever try to hide something from you.”
His sarcasm annoyed you much more than it should have. “You're not answering my question Kabuto. Now tell me what's wrong or I'll force it out of you.” You squinted your eyes and held his shoulders tighter. “I'm serious about this you know.”
“You really should stop trying to be intimidating.” As Kabuto Placed a soot covered hand on your face, his smile went from sarcastic to genuine. “You're far too cute to be even the least bit intimidating.” Despite his flattery, you managed to keep your expression serious. “My but you're curious this morning. Fine, I'll tell you what's bothering me. Quite frankly, I have a feeling that you're growing tired of being here. You have no other friends to talk to, no where to go and nothing to see. A person can only last so long that way.”
Confused, you tilted your head to the side and tried to determine whether he was serious or not. “Kabuto, I think the smoke's getting to your brain. This place is huge. I could stay here forever and never see everything. Mostly because all most all of the doors are locked, but still. I have plenty of people I can talk to, I just choose not to talk to them. And I can go where ever I please, nothing's forcing me to stay here.” Hoping he'd believe you and put his worries behind him, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and kissed the corner of his mouth. “I stay here because I want to.”
A powdery blush rested on the tip of Kabuto's nose. “Well then, I guess I'm not nearly as good at reading your emotions as you are at reading mine.”
Glad you were able to put him at ease with very little effort, you squeezed him tighter and didn't let go. “Yeah, that's probably true. But I wouldn't feel bad about that if I were you. Most men are clueless when it comes to girls. We're pretty confusing that way.” No matter how many times you hugged or kissed Kabuto, he never really seemed to get used to it. Even the simple act of holding his hand caused him to blush. This time was no different. “Are you okay? You're acting weird again.”
“Fine. I do have a question though.” After clearing his throat and once again adjusting his glasses, Kabuto spoke. “You've grown, attached to me. Or at least it feels that way from my perspective. I understand you initially came here because you didn't want to face whatever judgment the leaf held for you. However, you said you stay because you want to. Why do you want to stay?”
“You already answered that question. I stay because I've gotten attached to you. Very attached actually.” A deep worry suddenly filled you. “That isn't a bad thing, is it?”
Kabuto chuckled, obviously happy with your answer. “Certainly not.” His smile faded slightly. “Unfortunately, I haven't been doing my duties like I should. I find myself wanting to spend all of my time with you. Lord Orochimaru doesn’t appreciate my laziness lately. I fear if he grows anymore annoyed with me, he might just kill me.” Kabuto laughed again.
His laughter at such a serious subject not only confused you, it upset you. “Why are you laughing? Dying is not a reason to laugh.”
“Oh come on, don't be so serious. If I die, there's going to be a pretty good reason that I do.” Pulling away from you, Kabuto turned around and finally started to clean up his mess. “And in my opinion, you're a pretty good reason to die.” Even though he was facing away from you, you could tell his blush was growing. “That being said, I might have grown just a little bit attached to you as well.”
“I don't know if that was really sweet, or really stupid. But it made me happy, so I'll just stick with it being really sweet.” You sighed. “Instead of cleaning, I think maybe you should just do what Orochimaru wants. I can handle this mess and I'd really rather you not die because you were cleaning a kitchen.”
“You might be right.” Still blushing, Kabuto turned around placed a damp rag in your hand. “I'm sorry to leave you like this. When I get back we can do whatever you'd like, so make sure you think about it while I'm gone.” He placed a slightly awkward kiss on your cheek and smiled apologetically. “I'll try not to be gone too long.”
Even though you knew he really did need to leave, you still found yourself wanting to make him stay. “I'll hold you to that. And as long as you don't try to cook again, I don't care what we do.”
“If that's what you want, then it's a promise.” He only took a few steps away from you before stopping. “You know, I really should thank Jiraiya for initiating that little game of his. If he hadn't, I would have never met you.”
You nodded, agreeing completely. “That's true, but I don't think he meant for any of this to happen. If you'll remember, he was pretty upset about losing so many kunoichi.”
Kabuto grinned. “If he didn't want to lose kunoichi, he probably shouldn't have invited his enemies. Especially not the good looking ones. From what I've heard, girls tend to like the bad boys. I don't really understand why though. Maybe you could explain it to me.”
“Okay Kabuto, now you're just stalling.” You swatted at Kabuto with your rag, shooing him out of the kitchen. “Now hurry up and leave so you can come back.”
“Fine, fine. There's no reason for you to start hitting me, I'm going.” Kabuto turned around and finally started to leave, mumbling under his breath. “Orochimaru might be a tough master to serve, but at least he doesn't hit me. What a fine mess I've gotten myself into.”
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Yep. You're right Kabuto. Women will hit you.
Am I the only one who wants to pinch Kabuto's cheeks and squeal at his cuteness?
*giggles* You got that right, Kabuto! XD
lol nice I like it and the last part is funny XD
are you going to do nother part?
If it gets commissioned.
This is adorable~! <3 I love it so much. You're such a good writer. X3
^^ man, will you ever write a bad story? Answer: NEVAAAA! Geez, look at me, acting like such.a big nerd over your stories. XD
In my opinion, I have written quite a few of them. ^^ But people like you make me feel a lot better about them with your super sweet comments. >w< Thank you!
This was too cute ^^