If you're brave enough, send me "Do it."

My muse interrupts whatever yours is doing to sit on your muse’s lap

「 ℕ」— To say that Naruto was impatient was the understatement of the century. He’d only been in the same room as the older Uchiha for about two minutes before the sudden need for attention dawned on him and he just had to do something about it. With little warning he grabbed the book from the other’s hands and tossed it across the room, ignoring the clatter that followed. His eyes locked onto those darker orbs almost instantly, as if he had some sort of targeting system as the orange clad youth crawled onto the older’s lap. 

            He said absolutely nothing at first, merely sitting there with his arms folded and childish pout playing on his lips. After all, if this didn’t get him attention he didn’t know what would. Although who could say if such attention would be bad or good. It was just a matter of waiting and adjusting to the other’s reaction, which of course Naruto could only pray would be considered good. “C’mon, pay attention to me..”