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Verse Teenage Ninja Shenanigans
Status: Closed Log
Obito would go to his grave swearing he totally wasn’t sneaking into his own home but really…he totally was. He silently kicked off his sandals at genkan and neatly stacked them up against the wall before creeping across the hardwood floor towards his room.
Normally, he’d call out a greeting to gauge if his roommate was home but for once, the Uchiha was silent as he hurried across the hardwood floors to reach his bedroom which was in itself suspicious enough behavior. Really, he was a jounin, a loyal shinobi of the Leaf and a fucking ANBU for crying out loud so why he felt the need to run off to his room and hide the illicit manga he’d purloined this afternoon was beyond ridiculous.
Perhaps if it had been just regular hentai manga or even that badly written pornography of Jiraiya-sensei’s that Kakashi had fallen madly in love with he wouldn’t have been so embarrassed. But this wasn’t just ‘regular’ hentai manga. This was yaoi manga.
Manga that Obito had very nearly been unable to bring himself to look through in the middle of the dusty bookshop for fear someone he knew would wander by and wonder why he was looking at boys-love titles. After all, Uchiha Obito was supposed to be straight right? Well…he’d certainly thought that for like the first seventeen-fucking years of his life but now he wasn’t so sure about that.
He’d spent the first fourteen of them or so madly in love with Rin but then she’d died and he’d found himself bereft and alone in the world. It wasn’t an exaggeration on his part to think if Kakashi had not been there, he probably would have stepped off the deep end and completely lost his mind. Konoha had thought him dead when in reality he’d spent the better part of a year as a prisoner to a mad Uchiha who had insane plans to take over the world. Obito had come so close to buying into Madara’s insanity too once Rin had died but Kakashi had been there to snap him back to his senses instead.
His formerly emotionally withdrawn, stick up the ass jerk of a teammate had saved him in more than one way and become his rock in the storm so to speak. Where once they’d been the bitterest of rivals, the shared grief of Rin’s loss had brought them together and he’d discovered a friendship with Kakashi he’d never thought possible. And for years, it had been a perfect friendship and partnership. With their shared Sharingan eyes, they were nigh on unstoppable on the battlefield and off and together they had made the ANBU squad before most ninja even reached chuunin status.
But then one night over way too much sake and a whole lot of teasing, Obito had found himself kissing Kakashi and things had sort of escalated from there. He’d kissed a couple of girls ever since Rin had passed but no one had really made his heart race or his palms break out in sweat quite like how his childhood sweetheart had.
Kissing Kakashi had been a hell of an eye-opener however because he’d been shocked to discover just how much he’d enjoyed it. After so many years of sparring with and fighting at the so-called Copy-nin’s side, he’d fallen into kissing and making out with his best friend with a lot more ease than he’d ever thought possible. It just felt easy and right. Which in turn had led to a bit of sexual crisis on Obito’s part because now he didn’t really know where he sat on the sexuality pendulum. Sure, he knew a lot of ninja experimented a bit in their younger years. Their society was a lot less inhibited than say the civilian world and no one really blamed a ninja for finding companionship in any way they could.
The problem was, outside of kissing and some fumbling about, Obito really had no idea what sex was like when it came to men. And who all was he going to ask for pointers? Minato-sensei? No, he’d rather gut himself with a rusty kunai than face that embarrassing situation. The perverted Toad Sage Jiraiya? No thank you!
So he was forced to turn to less...traditional methods of research and at least yaoi manga had pictures right? Maybe he could pick up a thing or two about various positions and things men did in the bedroom. He hastily opened and shut the door to his bedroom and hurried over to his bed so he could deposit the purloined manga down on his comforter. Obito had been too mortified to be seen buying the manga outright so he’d stolen them and snuck the appropriate amount of ryo onto the little plate by the register rather than risk facing the proprietor’s curious look when he slid the books across the counter at her.
It didn’t count as stealing! He’d paid for them…just in a roundabout ninja-like fashion. Now he found himself just sort of staring at the stack of manga uncertainly because where did he even start? He opted to pick up the one that looked sort of like your everyday action shonen manga thinking it would probably be the most familiar of subject matter. This one even seemed to be about ninjas and Obito loved nothing more than to rip into and snicker over how ridiculous civilian misconceptions about how ninja-lifestyle truly was.
What he was not expecting was…what he found in the pages of the book. Muscle-bound ‘ninja’ decorated the pages and at first it wasn’t too bad. A little boring and over the top but then it wasted very little time jumping directly into the sex and the Uchiha’s eyes grew wide with surprise and dismay the longer he read. How was he supposed to know there were whole different genre in the yaoi manga industry? He’d never even heard of the term ‘bara’ before but boy was he getting an education now!
pakkunsbitch & Obito remaketheworldVerse Teenage Ninja Shenanigans
Status: Closed Log
Obito would go to his grave swearing he totally wasn’t sneaking into his own home but really…he totally was. He silently kicked off his sandals at genkan and neatly stacked them up against the wall before creeping across the hardwood floor towards his room.
Normally, he’d call out a greeting to gauge if his roommate was home but for once, the Uchiha was silent as he hurried across the hardwood floors to reach his bedroom which was in itself suspicious enough behavior. Really, he was a jounin, a loyal shinobi of the Leaf and a fucking ANBU for crying out loud so why he felt the need to run off to his room and hide the illicit manga he’d purloined this afternoon was beyond ridiculous.
Perhaps if it had been just regular hentai manga or even that badly written pornography of Jiraiya-sensei’s that Kakashi had fallen madly in love with he wouldn’t have been so embarrassed. But this wasn’t just ‘regular’ hentai manga. This was yaoi manga.
Manga that Obito had very nearly been unable to bring himself to look through in the middle of the dusty bookshop for fear someone he knew would wander by and wonder why he was looking at boys-love titles. After all, Uchiha Obito was supposed to be straight right? Well…he’d certainly thought that for like the first seventeen-fucking years of his life but now he wasn’t so sure about that.
He’d spent the first fourteen of them or so madly in love with Rin but then she’d died and he’d found himself bereft and alone in the world. It wasn’t an exaggeration on his part to think if Kakashi had not been there, he probably would have stepped off the deep end and completely lost his mind. Konoha had thought him dead when in reality he’d spent the better part of a year as a prisoner to a mad Uchiha who had insane plans to take over the world. Obito had come so close to buying into Madara’s insanity too once Rin had died but Kakashi had been there to snap him back to his senses instead.
His formerly emotionally withdrawn, stick up the ass jerk of a teammate had saved him in more than one way and become his rock in the storm so to speak. Where once they’d been the bitterest of rivals, the shared grief of Rin’s loss had brought them together and he’d discovered a friendship with Kakashi he’d never thought possible. And for years, it had been a perfect friendship and partnership. With their shared Sharingan eyes, they were nigh on unstoppable on the battlefield and off and together they had made the ANBU squad before most ninja even reached chuunin status.
But then one night over way too much sake and a whole lot of teasing, Obito had found himself kissing Kakashi and things had sort of escalated from there. He’d kissed a couple of girls ever since Rin had passed but no one had really made his heart race or his palms break out in sweat quite like how his childhood sweetheart had.
Kissing Kakashi had been a hell of an eye-opener however because he’d been shocked to discover just how much he’d enjoyed it. After so many years of sparring with and fighting at the so-called Copy-nin’s side, he’d fallen into kissing and making out with his best friend with a lot more ease than he’d ever thought possible. It just felt easy and right. Which in turn had led to a bit of sexual crisis on Obito’s part because now he didn’t really know where he sat on the sexuality pendulum. Sure, he knew a lot of ninja experimented a bit in their younger years. Their society was a lot less inhibited than say the civilian world and no one really blamed a ninja for finding companionship in any way they could.
The problem was, outside of kissing and some fumbling about, Obito really had no idea what sex was like when it came to men. And who all was he going to ask for pointers? Minato-sensei? No, he’d rather gut himself with a rusty kunai than face that embarrassing situation. The perverted Toad Sage Jiraiya? No thank you!
So he was forced to turn to less...traditional methods of research and at least yaoi manga had pictures right? Maybe he could pick up a thing or two about various positions and things men did in the bedroom. He hastily opened and shut the door to his bedroom and hurried over to his bed so he could deposit the purloined manga down on his comforter. Obito had been too mortified to be seen buying the manga outright so he’d stolen them and snuck the appropriate amount of ryo onto the little plate by the register rather than risk facing the proprietor’s curious look when he slid the books across the counter at her.
It didn’t count as stealing! He’d paid for them…just in a roundabout ninja-like fashion. Now he found himself just sort of staring at the stack of manga uncertainly because where did he even start? He opted to pick up the one that looked sort of like your everyday action shonen manga thinking it would probably be the most familiar of subject matter. This one even seemed to be about ninjas and Obito loved nothing more than to rip into and snicker over how ridiculous civilian misconceptions about how ninja-lifestyle truly was.
What he was not expecting was…what he found in the pages of the book. Muscle-bound ‘ninja’ decorated the pages and at first it wasn’t too bad. A little boring and over the top but then it wasted very little time jumping directly into the sex and the Uchiha’s eyes grew wide with surprise and dismay the longer he read. How was he supposed to know there were whole different genre in the yaoi manga industry? He’d never even heard of the term ‘bara’ before but boy was he getting an education now!