The Mishaps Of Miswrapped Gifts
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kiterieCHRISTMAS FESTIVAL FIC DAY 7!!!!
Title: The Mishaps Of Miswrapped Gifts
Characters: Minato, Genma
Theme: Secret santa and the mishaps of miswrapped and/or unlabeled gifts
Summary: There are two presents left, both unlabeled, but which is really meant for Minato?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto and I’m certainly not being paid to write this, it’s for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.
Dedicated to: GuiltyGrace dA
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“Ah...” Minato’s cheeks warmed, and he cleared his throat. “I think that was meant for me.”
Genma cocked an eyebrow and grinned over at him. “Really? How can you tell?” He picked at the tape lazily. The bright orange paper crinkled in his hands.
“I know Jiraiya-sensei’s handiwork when I see it and if--” Minato frowned, “--he gave a sixteen year old that, then even I would have to kill him.” They package was oddly cylindrical with two bulges at the base. It was unlabeled, but so was the only other gift left on the table. The small, neatly wrapped box was far less conspicuous.
“I don’t think-” Genma started.
“Trust me.” Minato cut him off with a smile. “It’s his sense of humor, and while I am sure that you are well aware of... things you’d be better off with whatever that is.”
“If you say so, Namikaze-san.” Handing the package over, Genma laughed and grabbed the other.
He sighed relieved. Minato wasn’t an idiot, but sometimes he worried about the mental state of his sensei. He peeled the paper back, careful not let the contents become visible to anyone around him. His jaw dropped, and he pulled the paper the rest of the way off.
Nothing but a scroll case and some cleverly placed medicine balls lay inside the paper.
“Wow, you were right. I do like this gift better,” Genma laughed, holding the book up and peering over at Minato’s present.
The book was an erotica with a naked girl crouching with her knees splayed and a hand across her chest and between her legs right on the cover.
Minato groaned and then promptly grabbed for the book. His fingers closed on smoke and leaves, and he sighed. Of course, the one time Jiraiya would choose subtlety would be now.
Title: The Mishaps Of Miswrapped Gifts
Characters: Minato, Genma
Theme: Secret santa and the mishaps of miswrapped and/or unlabeled gifts
Summary: There are two presents left, both unlabeled, but which is really meant for Minato?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto and I’m certainly not being paid to write this, it’s for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.
Dedicated to: GuiltyGrace dA
-
“Ah...” Minato’s cheeks warmed, and he cleared his throat. “I think that was meant for me.”
Genma cocked an eyebrow and grinned over at him. “Really? How can you tell?” He picked at the tape lazily. The bright orange paper crinkled in his hands.
“I know Jiraiya-sensei’s handiwork when I see it and if--” Minato frowned, “--he gave a sixteen year old that, then even I would have to kill him.” They package was oddly cylindrical with two bulges at the base. It was unlabeled, but so was the only other gift left on the table. The small, neatly wrapped box was far less conspicuous.
“I don’t think-” Genma started.
“Trust me.” Minato cut him off with a smile. “It’s his sense of humor, and while I am sure that you are well aware of... things you’d be better off with whatever that is.”
“If you say so, Namikaze-san.” Handing the package over, Genma laughed and grabbed the other.
He sighed relieved. Minato wasn’t an idiot, but sometimes he worried about the mental state of his sensei. He peeled the paper back, careful not let the contents become visible to anyone around him. His jaw dropped, and he pulled the paper the rest of the way off.
Nothing but a scroll case and some cleverly placed medicine balls lay inside the paper.
“Wow, you were right. I do like this gift better,” Genma laughed, holding the book up and peering over at Minato’s present.
The book was an erotica with a naked girl crouching with her knees splayed and a hand across her chest and between her legs right on the cover.
Minato groaned and then promptly grabbed for the book. His fingers closed on smoke and leaves, and he sighed. Of course, the one time Jiraiya would choose subtlety would be now.
