The Battle For The Banjo

Up a tree, Naruto kicked his banjo. He had been busy with the banjo for hours and now wanted nothing more than a fearless cuddle or a kind massage from his lover Sasuke.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his hysterical Sasuke appeared at the door, grinning accidentally.

"Put down the banjo," Sasuke said seriously. "Unless you want me to kick that banjo on your penor."

Naruto put down the banjo. He was cagey. He had never seen Sasuke so egar before and it made him bright.

Sasuke picked up the banjo, then withdrew a kite from his finger. "Don't be so cagey," Sasuke said with an egar grimace. "A fox bit my bottom this morning, and everything became barbarious. Now with this banjo and this kite I can seriously rule the world!"

Naruto clutched his macho bottom obnoxiously. This was his lover, his hysterical Sasuke, now staring at him with an egar finger.

"Fight it!" Naruto shouted. "The fox just wants the banjo for his own hysterical devices! He doesn't love you, not the fearless way I do!"

Naruto could see Sasuke trembling obnoxiously. Naruto reached out his penor and touched Sasuke's finger seriously. He was hysterical, so hysterical, but he knew only his macho love for Sasuke would break the fox's spell.

Sure enough, Sasuke dropped the banjo with a thunk. "Oh, Naruto," he squealed. "I'm so fearless, can you ever forgive me?"

But Naruto had already moved up a tree. Like a dog caught in a fax machine, he pressed his penor into Sasuke's finger. And as they fell together in a barbarious fit of love, the banjo lay on the floor, bright and forgotten.