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Naruto tried to manfully stifle his grin. His utter excitement at seeing that stuck-up bastard get what was coming to him... but somehow, that translated through the fox-whiskered youth's system as leaning forward on his seat, grinning from ear to ear, a loud whoop of encouragement bursting from his lips, "Yeah! Whup his butt GOOD, sensei, dattebayooo~!"
The lazy sensei in question felt sweat beat at his temples, and he waved blunt fingers at the blond rebel, before his attention fell upon the boy before him so like himself. His dark visible eye glimmered suggestively, and he smiled beneath his mask. Once more he patted his lap, and leaned back on his chair, making room for the Uchiha across his toned thighs. He gestured politely for Sasuke to lay down once he was comfortably settled, before he blinked, and eased off the black finger-glove of his right hand, and flexed the lengthy, blunt fingers as he did so, and gazed back at the Uchiha warmly, "Sa. Over you go, Sasuke-kun."
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