Author: Langrey Kea.
Fandom: Naruto .
Claim: Namikaze Minato / Uchiha Itachi.
Table: Symbolic .
Topic: # 26.
Title: Paranoia.
Summary: Well, basically all are stories of Minato and Itachi and how that somehow or other decisions they made throughout their lives, taken to what they are now.
Warnings: cloying. Sweetish. Sometimes absurd attempts at drama. Inconsistencies. Yaoi. Alternate Universe.
Notes: * w * My first table, yay!
26. Paranoia.
Minato never known for being a careless. Rather it was someone very aware of being others and made sure to share a little of your selfless spirit with anyone who approached him.
So I really miss all that good at first appear quite often with a pretty bad-looking boy with an air of troubled prince who enjoys making the poor suffer and deluded mortals who cross your path.
was like seeing the sunshine of a warm summer morning, be covered by a horrible black cloud, accompanied cold winds and rain of furious.
Itachi. A friend had said.
But it was an everyday thing that came along with Minato boy to dinner to share (or break) the time as unique and special ( as Minato's mother said), it should not be violated by the presence of someone looking so gloomy as the young.
all, it was quite strange that Tsunade (Minato's mother), a rare look at a tall, very white skin (as if the sun had never touched his skin), hair too black (Segou n the blonde woman, should be the product of some illegal dye in the country), dark eyes (which were scary) and a very, very horrible nails painted purple almost black tone.
Not to mention their clothes.
But the boy seemed educated enough, despite his bizarre appearance, could hold a decent conversation with a less masochistic woman considered an icon in the field of medicine, had even managed to get along with Jiraiya, Tsunade's husband . Speaking of someone who knows things, but laughing a lot. At least Jiraiya. Itachi just like that creepy smile that caused chills to Tsunade.
Naruto, the little three-year Minato seemed to adore the young. Stretched his short little arms when she saw the young brown appearance, and apparently Itachi had some sort of pact with the devil that made him have charisma angelic with infants.
Or Naruto liked demons. Like his father.
When thinking about Naruto, I could not help but remember the young mother, Kushina, who had mysteriously disappeared after giving birth to tiny. Minato had been strong at that time and claimed, anyone who seems to look with regret, that things were fine as they were.
Between Ely may well be parents to educate their unruly child in a family atmosphere in the house until a few years ago lived only an Tsunade and Jiraiya. Although I wanted to hide, Minato had hurt the departure of the redheaded woman, and the semi wide eyes of his son sometimes reminded him of it the bright emeralds, so when the radiant smile had returned Minato of overnight (Not that loving you dirigíaa Naruto, nor the admiration cariñoy he devoted to it, but a really light), could not but rejoice.
Joy vanished when the door of the house came a little boy dressed all in black asking for his unique and beloved son.
almost had a heart attack.
Depart my son. He had wanted to scream at that moment. But Minato had come from who knew where, taking the arm and pulling dark inside the house, waiting patiently to withdraw their shoes and guiding you quickly to the bedroom I shared ; to the small Naruto.
Tsunade dying of curiosity to go and see what he was doing, or hear more than the hurried whispers shared, but could not understand anything ma s there the names of the occupants of the room.
The friendship continued.
Itachi was some kind of student who took advanced classes at the university Minato, despite not being more than just a teenager of seventeen (Minato Tení ; to twenty-four). Had advanced many years abroad, he had pursued a career and this time was the second taking in the country.
Minato was also considered a genius in his time, but perhaps the education of a modest single mother looking to break into the world of medicine, won a face , affable character who finished directing it to primary education. With little less than twelve years which had to cultivate their mentecitas curious.
But the spirit of improvement had taken back to
"You're jealous. "Heard the voice on the other side of the room. He had been quite anxious wanting to hear from the thin panels, he did not realize it was actually rather pretty obvious in the eyes of the brand new husband Jiraiya.
- Who is jealous? "He mumbled. Of course she did not. Just had some concerns. The way Itachi Minato looked every time I saw him he did not like at all.
-You. Fear that this young man take away the love of your son and your grandson. Ventured, while continuing to write on your personal computer.
- You're crazy! Where do you get such nonsense? -Chewed each word, and being funny.
-Of all that sputtering whenever the young Uchiha comes to visit. He raised his eyes from the screen and smiled. Tsunade want to have something to scatter around the face.
Tsunade may not have these paranoid ideas if I had not found Minato and Itachi in a very difficult situation. Minato had smiled foolishly at his mother and Itachi just had looked with indifference, as denying any situation that their eyes had seen. But Tsunade knew there hallucinating. She was very careful (and no, I was not drunk ... well, maybe I had taken a glass of sake, but nothing more).
-Minato is not gay. He growled, looking fierce man. "You have to Naruto.
I do not think it's a question of homosexuality. He said, getting an air wise helper. Sino-compatibility. One does not choose the package of the person of our dreams, just accept it and thanks if you have huge breasts.
The clock struck the front of Jiraiya, who was unconscious. Tsunade must have known he could not expect any deep thought a man who wrote porn.
- Did you hear that? Naruto-Itachi stood, pulling her short little arms, as he still sat cross-legged on the mat.
"It's my mother, do not listen to him sometimes is a bit shocking. -If not paranoid. "I'll get used. -Minato went to the next page of the report of Itachi, because he used to review before they deliver them to review their guardians. Itachi blushed at his words, not wanting to imagine what it was that those involved. "If what you're imagining. "Smiled the blonde, never taking his eyes off the leaves.
-do not even know I'm thinking. Snapped. Smiling almost immediately the small Naruto, when they laughed out loud to get his attention.
"Of course I know. Minato-retired first view of reading. "You're like an open book to me. -E Itachi blushed.
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