Ho ho ho.

[moonsheen]

Me thinks (because finals are coming up, because I am a masochist, and because it is that time of year) I'll be climbing aboard that holiday drabble meme. You know the drill. Gimme a concept/characters/pairings/whatnot and I'll see what I can do. Series are (in no particular order and prolly missing a few) Naruto, X, Yami no Matsuei, Puchi Puri Yuushi (for the obscure), Shamanic Princess (for the more obscure?), Saint Seiya, and, ah, hell. Toss in Fruits Basket. I'll give that a shot. Will try to get these done in a timely manner this time around, too.

Well. Here goes.

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Naruto fell off the bed, gagging.

"Ugh," he said, wiping his mouth on the back of his wrist. "Ah, shit that’s…..AGH." He made a face, and nearly wretched right then and there—it was to his credit, and his longer life span, that he didn’t. Instead he crawled back up onto the bed, grimaced, and refused to close his mouth, airing it out as best he could.

It took Sasuke a minute or so before he was aware enough to feel offended. He sat up on Naruto’s stupid wannabe-ninja-print comforter, drew his knees together, and glared as Naruto wheezed, and coughed, and generally looked like he was about to die.

"GRK."

Sasuke was beginning to wish he’d just strangled him when he’d still had his hands at the back of his neck.

"Well," he said. "What the hell did you expect it to taste like?!"