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Hypernike
A Naruto challenge-thing
By
EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.
(hehehe, I remember when I used to abhor sasunaru...)

In a vacant clearing on the edge of the Uchiha compound, two ten year old Academy students were busy doing some practicing in their off-time. That these two students happened to be the inimitable Super Rookie Duo of Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha was probably important to keep in mind.
They were on a whole other level from their classmates. Even from many of their teachers, honestly.
Sasuke's slender, pale fingers blurred deftly through the long-ish sequence of handseals. His eyes were open, two-comma sharingan whirling intensely as he focused on his target. Ninja wire was wrapped between his fingers, pulled taught around the straw and tatami training dummy across the lot from him.
Finishing the final seals, Sasuke inhaled deeply. He focused on the sea of chakra within his belly, drawing it up into his throat as he prepared to exhale.
Next came the tricky part.
As he blew out, Sasuke expelled unnatured chakra from his lips. It traveled easily down the wire, past his fingers.
His hand in a tiger seal, Sasuke focused. Just before the chakra could leave his range of control, he altered its nature, causing small flames to ignite on the wire. It moved swiftly, the combined sparks of katon chakra quickly erupting into a mighty blaze by the time it had reached the target.
Fire Style: Dragon Flame Jutsu!
The dummy burned without issue.
Smirking confidently, Sasuke easily slipped what was left of the ninja wire from his fingers.
"One more down," he said. "How many jutsu does that make, today?"
Naruto laughed.
"That's two since lunch," he said cheerfully. "Though I still say you need to do a little more work on that water wall jutsu."
Sasuke blushed, looking a tad touchy.
"Suiton isn't my strong suit..." he muttered. "I'm not like you, Mister Lord of the Wind-and-the-waves." He gave his friend a meaningful look.
Naruto laughed sheepishly.
"Yeah, yeah..." he said. "We have completely different affinities, I know. But I don't have any trouble like that with fire jutsu!"
Sasuke quirked an eyebrow at the blond.
"Really?" he said, sounding skeptical. "Alright, then. Prove it. Show me YOUR ryuuka no jutsu."
"Fine!" said Naruto. "I will! And I will totally blow you away with how completely awesome I am!"
Sasuke smiled.
"I'm sure you will," he said wryly.
Naruto quickly set up for the jutsu, using shuriken to wrap the nina wire around a dummy identical to the one that Sasuke had charbroiled. He made the handseals quickly with flawless precision, a look of intense focus on his face.
He drew in a deep breath, then exhaled sharply, with a mental roar of FIRE STYLE! DRAGON FLAME JUTSU! pouring chakra into the technique like diesel into a Cat.
His energy spiked uncontrollably.
The dummy exploded, showering Sasuke and Naruto with hot ash and glowing embers. Only the pain tolerance training they had undertaken kept them from yelping out loud at the burning sensation that erupted wherever it touched their exposed skin.
Even covered from head to toe, Naruto managed to look remarkably sheepish.
"Whoops," he said, scratching the back of his head and glancing a little nervously over at Sasuke. "Think I mighta given that a little too much juice?"
Sasuke coughed, ash and soot covering him complete.
"Oh yeah," he said. "Definitely too much."

Back inside the house where the two were living, Sasuke and Naruto both headed for the bathroom. Sweaty and sore and covered in soot from their training, they felt like they would KILL for a hot shower.
Both of them felt incredibly filthy, and they needed to wash off badly.
Taking a detour only to grab a clean change of clothes, the two headed straight to the bathroom. White linoleum floors got coated with ashen footprints, and the shower curtain showed where they touched it in black and gray print.
The two stripped down naked, as they had done so many times before, and discarded their dirty clothes into a corner.
"Man, I am so covered in grime," Naruto bemoaned, looking at the soot beneath his fingernails. "Iruka-sensei'd nag me to death if I came into class looking like this."
"So would I," said Sasuke with a hint of laughter in his onyx eyes, before he turned his back to the blond and stepped over to the faucet, intending to turn it on.
Naruto blinked, finding himself staring most intently at Sasuke's posterior. He realized almost immediately that his eyes were following its every movement, tracing the contours of those smooth, round, muscular buttocks. Despite himself, Naruto couldn't help but notice and appreciate the shape and appearance of his the Uchiha's butt.
His heart felt a little weird, beating irregularly in his chest. His cheeks felt strangely hot, even before the warm water started coming down on them.
He blushed, uncertain why the pale, supple mounds and dark, inviting crevice of Sasuke's ass seemed to be making him feel so funny inside. He liked looking at Sasuke's butt, he realized, yet he wasn't sure why. It confused him a little.
...but that confusion was handily overpowered by the strangely pleasant tingling in his gut. And so he continued, only a touch ashamedly, to plainly ogle his friend's behind.
It looked very nice. The butt cheeks looked firm from all the training they had been doing, but there was also a sense of underlying softness that the blond couldn't quite place.
Naruto half-wondered how he had never noticed, until now, what a nice bum Sasuke had.
Blushing harder at that thought, the blond proceeded to avert his gaze under the pretense of grabbing some shampoo.
That was when Sasuke glanced over his shoulder at Naruto, his pale cheeks erubescent from something wholly apart from the water temperature. The blue haired lad was well aware of how just close their bodies were in the confines of this shower, and just how completely naked they were.
Smiling faintly, Sasuke took the time to appreciate the view he was getting of Naruto's body. He watched the hot water run and trickle down the contours of exceptionally defined musculature, tracing every subtle rise and dip of that deceptively powerful body as the blond fumbled absentmindedly through the shampoo bottles.
Even with their young age, Naruto had an incredibly advanced physique. His muscles were toned and distinct, giving the boy an appearance of raw physical strength sufficient to pulverise boulders with his bare hands.
Where Sasuke was lean and wiry, lightly built for speed and grace, Naruto was incomparably strong and tough. The boy was built like a saiyan, his body dense and compact, powerful and hardy. With Sasuke supervising the blond's nutrition for the past couple of years (convincing him to actually eat healthy and balanced meals) he had filled out like an oak tree to Sasuke's willow, solid and stout.
He would probably look absolutely breathtaking in just a couple of years, Sasuke mused.
...not that Naruto wasn't already incredibly attractive, of course...
Sasuke's blush deepened, he ogling his friend's figure nigh unashamedly.
That was when Naruto met Sasuke's gaze. No shampoo was in his hand. He was blushing hard, and it only got harder when he saw the way Sasuke was looking at him.
Unbidden, Naruto's own eyes glanced appreciatively once more at the Uchiha's nice and shapely butt.
"Naruto..." said Sasuke slowly, his cheeks pink. "You look... incredible..."
The blond smiled warmly, his own cheeks similarly rosy.
"So do you... Sasuke..." he said quietly. He seemed a little unsure, mildly anxious. He wasn't certain what he should do in this situation.
Fortunately, Sasuke was glad to take the initiative. He took a step forward in the confines of the shower, both of their young bodies looking very suggestive, dripping and glistening beneath the spray of the shower head. In the confines of the shower, the two were now so close that their wieners were touching.
Neither of them minded that at all.
Naruto blushed, shivering. He stared uncertainly into Sasuke's smouldering black eyes.
Their lips were scarcely an inch apart. The blond could smell his friend's breath, the faint sweetness of hickory smoke. And Sasuke could smell Naruto's also, rich and warm like miso.
Both blushed yet more deeply, bodies unconsciously drawing closer in to one another.
Their lips touched.
And so did certain other parts, but Naruto and Sasuke paid these ones slightly less mind for now. They would be getting plenty of attention in a couple of years.
The two of them kissed, clumsy but passionate. They moaned softly, a little confusedly into one another's mouths. They didn't entirely understand what they were doing, what their bodies were doing, but they liked it. Oh, they liked it very much.
Two pair of soft, young lips melded in the steam and the spray of the shower, their bodies by now long washed clean of the ash and soot from training. Not that they noticed. They were too invested in the kiss.
Each could taste the other's mouth as they swapped spit, not skilled or experienced in such things in any measurable way, but gladly substituting those things for youthful passion and raw zeal.
Chins and noses bumped painfully, now and then. Hands hovered uncertainly beside their bodies, feeling like they should be doing something but not being sure as to what. Their pubescent, awakening privates were mashed now and then awkwardly and uncomfortably against distinctly hard body parts.
Naruto and Sasuke practically tripped over one another in the heat of their innocent passion, their lips locked for what felt like eternity. Naively earnest, they kissed, not skilled in any way at such things. But they made due with what they had.
At last, after a kiss which seemed to last forever, which they wished could have lasted forever, their lips separated. Breaking contact, they stared into one another's eyes, feeling like wow.
Naruto was the first to speak after that spontaneous first.
"Wh...whoa..." he breathed, eyes wide. "That was...
"I-I know..." stammered Sasuke, his cheeks as red as a tomato. "It felt so..."
They both blushed, feeling strangely warm and fuzzy. They were at a loss for words to describe it.
Naruto smiled.
"Wanna go again?" he asked, bluntly enthusiastic. "I think I can do better this time."
"Sure. You know what they say," said Sasuke, smiling. "Practice makes perfect."
Naruto chuckled. "Don't I know it!" he said cheerfully.
Once more they kissed, making out awkwardly but enthusiastically.

Kiba was bored.
Really, really bored.
Ugh... he thought, his head in his hands, arms crossed over his desktop. When is this class gonna be over...?
Sighing to himself, not even paying attention to the faint droning of the instructor's voice in the background, the young Inuzuka cast a weary glance over the classroom.
At least half of Kiba's fellow classmates seemed to share his general sentiment. The boy saw many unfocused eyes and drooping lids, and more than a few kids had a bit of drool coming from the corners of their mouths. But those weren't REMOTELY the most blatant in their disinterest.
No, that award would have to go to the blond next to him. That kid – Naruto, he believed his name was – didn't even pretend to be interested in the lecture, his nose in what looked to be a comic book of some kind. His eyes were half-lidded, scanning dully over the heavily worn and dogeared pages that he'd probably read a hundred times before.
Kiba grunted quietly, a bit of admiration for that one's guts. This lecture had been going on for almost half an hour, now, and Kiba felt like he was about ready to go mad from the boredom. An Inuzuka like himself wasn't meant to be cooped up like this! He needed to run wild and free!
He would never actually say as much to the teacher though. Not after what happened last time...
Kiba shivered a little. That instructor of theirs could be downright terrifying.
Not that Naruto seemed to notice.
The blond was virtually fearless, it seemed, with almost no respect for authority. Kiba could respect that.
Though the boy was decidedly somewhat of an enigma.
When they had spars, or any kind of practical demonstration, that Naruto always placed right at the top with the boy they were already calling Rookie of the Year, Sasuke. He obviously had a natural talent, as a ninja, the kind that only the elite few did. The only practical exercise the blond had any difficulty with AT ALL was the clone jutsu, which Kiba admittedly also had yet to master.
Some people were calling that Naruto a Super Rookie, along with Sasuke. He had such undeniable practical expertise that everyone knew he would become an awesome ninja.
And yet...
...his overall grades were the lowest in the class.
While Naruto gleefully participated in physical, practical exercises, the second things turned to theory he seemed to just zone right out. Whether the boy was some kind of idiot savant or just utterly disinterested in bookwork, Kiba didn't know, but he always got the lowest scores on any and all written tests.
A good portion of the time he would hand in his papers either blank or covered in idle doodles. Which seriously dragged down his average. Even with his phenomenal practical scores, Naruto's apparent refusal to apply himself in any way was tanking his scores down to near-failing levels. Hell, even during sparring sessions the boy seemed to be just phoning it in half the time.
...though he still kicked almost everyone's asses with an embarrassing ease. Kiba himself remembered one particularly humiliating defeat where the blond hadn't even been paying attention. He'd just lazily dodged the Inuzuka boy's first attack, before boredly dispatching him with a backhand chop to the base of the neck. That single blow had dropped Kiba like a ton of bricks.
It was galling, to be sure, but at least the Inuzuka could respect the boy's skill. Even if he did make the rest of them look like shit in comparison, when it came time to spar.
It helped a LOT that the boy had a pretty good sense of humor.
"I bet you a bento you can't nail sensei's ass with a spitwad," the blond whispered mischievously to Kiba, giving him a daring wink.
"Homemade or convenience store?" Kiba asked under his breath.
"Does it really matter?" said Naruto, a tad flippant. "We both know you'll do it either way." He grinned devilishly, a terrible influence on his fellow classmates.
Kiba mirrored that grin.
"So I would," he mused. Then he tore a strip of paper from his textbook and retrieved a straw. He wet the paper, wadded it up, loaded it, took aim, and fired.
Naruto at least had the decency to stay behind until Kiba finished cleaning the erasers. He even took the boy to convenience store to pick out a lunchbox he'd like.
That made the Uzumaki alright, in Kiba's books.

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day, y'all! :3
It seems the first chapter of this was well-liked – a five point score, with seven votes! Plus, there was the review from that Empress_Riswynn, which is always something that's nice to get. So here's the next chapter!
Hehe, and the make out scene was actually added in later on, at Zweig's suggestion... I do like how it turned out, though! Haha~ :D
Hope you guys continue to enjoy my work~! Next I'll probably try to crack another chapter of Feeding Frenzy, though it probably won't happen today... but I have a rough draft, at least!
Updated: 2-14-14
TTFN and R&R!
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