Normality | By : IWroteWithATalon Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 26963 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, etc... |
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, work of fiction, don't make any money from it, etc... TL;DR: I'm not Masashi Kishimoto. I would've written everything after Pein much better.
Author’s Notes: Going to be going for a more adult-themed, slightly darker, plot-driven erotic story here. I generally like plot in my works, so bear with me… however, it’ll still be sex themed and there will be plenty of action (once we get off the starting block, which should still only be 2-3 chapters at most).
That being said, please enjoy.
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An elderly voice sighed as she toyed with her cup. It was nearly time. She’d leave this place behind soon, and seek greener pastures. Perhaps then she’d find something new to entertain her. Life had just grown too easy here, all thanks to her precious trinkets. But judging by the scene below her, she’d finally found what she was looking for. A successor.
Below, a young man toiled away in the streets, his broom brushing away the trash and dust of the day’s work. The few travelers left on the streets at this hour walked past him without even glancing over, as if he were nothing more than a part of the scenery. How quaint, and how perfect. She wondered if he would even notice them, would even appreciate their power for days. All the better for her. She’d be long gone and beyond reach before falling under any sway; she wanted her own control and influence, not to be under someone else’s.
Plus, there was a certain irony in granting a form of metaphorical intangibility to a man who was already so invisible. Her form shifted as she prepared to finally make her exit from this place.
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“Can’t wait to get home,” I said, sighing as I felt the autumn air brush across my skin again, as the breeze rolled through. Around me the late evening traffic slowly ground to a halt, as the few ninja and villagers left with errands to run did their best to rush home before the nightly chill hit in full force. I had one street left to take care of after this, which with the size of Konoha meant a sizeable hour at minimum before I’d be in bed. Winter was the worst, but I guess that could be said of any job that had to work outside. At least in the dead of winter they wouldn’t make me go out and rake the leaves of the training grounds anymore.
Another set of footsteps was coming up behind me, and I did my best to brush the pile of debris off to the side so they could more easily pass. Not that it mattered; even when I was right in their way most people didn’t even take the time to give me an annoyed look. Surprisingly though, these footsteps came right up behind me and held their place.
“Oh great, someone’s going to actually yell at me to get out of the way. At least I’m getting noticed,” I thought, perhaps a bit too harshly. I stepped aside and turned around in the same motion, and I felt my eyes widen a little. Behind me was a young beauty, no older than her late twenties. She was tall, taller than I was, and I was pretty average for a guy, so for a woman she was impressive. Just like everything else about her – her figure, her smile, her sparkling eyes and soft brown hair, all of it beautiful. Yet it looked effortless, like she’d somehow stepped out of bed that morning in all the dreary ordinariness of the day and achieved the beauty before him as if it was nothing out of the ordinary.
“My, my. How perfect,” the woman said, smiling. I smiled back, nodding. I was sure she wasn’t talking about me, but it didn’t seem too odd for a woman that smiled that brightly to be complimentary of anything. She looked very friendly.
“Can I help you with something, ma’am?”
“Yes, you can. It’s perfectly normal for you to not acknowledge that I’m here, even when I speak to you.”
My eyes glazed over her and I didn’t bother to respond. She didn’t really interrupt my work by standing there, so there was no reason for me to stop. I kept sweeping the trash along, barely avoiding bumping into her as I continued down the pathway. She kept following me, but I no longer even bothered to acknowledge her, knowing it didn’t bother her.
“It’s perfectly normal for you to wear earrings, in fact you never take them off when normal people would, like showering or sleeping. It’s not like they’re in any danger of being hurt or being damaged while you’re using them. I remember that time a kunai caught this one, nearly ripped my ear off, but whatever’s on here made sure enough stayed attached to keep functioning… sorry, I’m digressing aren’t I? Let me get this one off and ready…”
Her words bounced off of me, and I didn’t catch most of them. The night was quiet and there wasn’t a lot else to listen to, but I was too focused on worrying about what had happened to my earrings. I knew I hadn’t taken them off; I rarely if ever did so, and certainly not to do my job, but yet they very clearly weren’t on my ears. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d had them on, and that was the worst part – nowhere to start looking! I was so panicked I didn’t even pay any mind to whatever was poking at my ear.
“It’s normal for you to stand still for one minute,” the woman said. I continued to ignore her, focusing on sweeping the pile of trash I’d gathered into one spot. My trash bag was all the way over at the end of the block, but I took a brief breather and simply enjoyed the night air.
Something touched on my ear, and relief flooded through me. At least I had one of them back. I let the calmness of the situation wash over me, content that I would find the other one – if I had one, the other had to be close, surely?
“That’s one… now, before you mess this up, it’s normal for you to forget I was ever here. It’s normal for you to think you just bought these today, have been wearing them all night, and that they’re your new and favorite pair, so great you’ll never replace them. It’s normal for you to erase me from your mind; past, present, and future, and never notice or acknowledge my presence in any way. Oh, and it’s normal for you to ”
I quickly spun on my heel as something jerked at my earring, certain that someone was trying to steal my new pair. But the streets were empty, and there wasn’t a single person – villager or ninja – in sight.
I sighed and shook my head. No way that I needed to be so paranoid. I’d never notice a ninja stealing from me, and the villagers in Konoha were too good for that anyway… for the most part. I was apparently getting paranoid being out on the streets so late, and that couldn’t possibly be great for my health. I muttered under my breath and said screw it to the other street; I started moving toward my bucket, sweeping this trash along and getting ready to head home after I deposited it in my bin. My mental health was way more important than a wrist slap on the off chance someone noticed the leftover dirt tomorrow.
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