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Sensei-kun	By : YamiWriter Category: Naruto > General Views: 216918 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 24
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any of the crossover material I am bringing in from other franchises. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this here. Also, I am not making or earning money - in any way - from writing this story.

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AN: Sorry this chapter took a while, I was busy with some other things. Hope all you readers are fine and healthy. BTW, I don’t think I mentioned this last chapter but Kiba’s a girl in this fic; I just didn’t change his err…her name.
He groaned, slurped some instant ramen and groaned…again.
Leaving Shadow Clones at places had become a nasty habit of his, years of training and paranoia made him keep an extra copy of himself behind to see if someone was listening in on him –under the guise of a highly, chakra saturated Henge. Hearing the girl – someone he actually remembered, much to his own surprise – become so glad at seeing him return was something he did not expect. Naruto was ANBU, a lethal weapon, a Jinchūriki but emotionless he was not.
Emotions molded a person. Every nameless ROOT agent was someone at one point; pain, loss, suffering had brought them to Danzo's doorsteps or made the War Hawk search for broken creatures of the age. It was a two-way street. Danzo himself was a person who acted on his emotions, however most of emotions stemmed from gaining power and creating a highly militarized Konoha –protecting it by any means necessary. Not a bad goal, but this would cause problems later and the Uchiha Clan Massacre was an example of that. Danzo's distrust towards the red-eyed clan and overprotective ferocity to keep Konoha intact led to that. Emotions ruled Danzo, no matter how much he denied it.
Naruto sighed. He honestly didn't expect someone, or anyone, from his previous, ignorant life to remember him. He was happy being a ghost, a nameless everyman who blended in perfectly, didn't garner attention. Now, the Hyuga heiress liked him? The former ANBU had no choice but to unseal his "Emergency State of Mind Ramen" and gobble away. It was no Ichiraku's, but all forms of ramen helped. His comfort food was running out too.
The door to the roof opened with a creak and in walked the three kunoichi –each one prettier than the other. Heck, they were outright beautiful. He had discreetly checked them out for twenty minutes when he was in the classroom. He may not have been a super lecher like Jiraiya, but he appreciated the female body. It's what separated the perverts from the connoisseurs.
Sakura with her long, pink hair and emerald eyes. Granted she was lacking in the chest department compared to the others, but her ass made up for it. Ino, the gorgeous blonde with her turquoise eyes and toned figure – if the exposed midriff was anything to go by – looked drop dead sexy. Finally, the lavender-eyed Hinata who, he knew for a fact had the most well developed figure among them. Hyuga women were naturally busty and curvy; it was almost unfair to everyone else.
Despite all their bodacious curves, exotic features and gorgeous faces…he would not be a pushover. If he was going to be a jōnin sensei, the blond was going to be one that was unbiased and fair to them all. Naruto did take his duties a bit seriously, it wasn't his fault most missions were easy.
Well, they have to pass my test first. He thought finishing the last of the noodles. Before he could start, one of his – possible – future genin spoke.
"Are you really our jōnin sensei?" Sakura asked skeptically.
She'd been eyeing him for a full minute, as he disgustingly, devoured ramen from a seemingly bottomless cup. Something just didn't make sense to the pinkette, the most prominent being his age. Early graduations were forbidden since…since her poor Sasuke-kun's clan's extinction.
"Yesh," Naruto replied, mouth full of food as Ino and Sakura repulsed at his action. He had a lot of work to do. Hinata on the other hand merely poked her fingers. Cute.
"What did you call us up here for?" Ino spoke, still a bit angry how this entire day was going. And this guy had the gall to casually eat ramen like that in front of them? While she was on a diet?
"Orientation," Naruto explained and received blank looks from all three. Strange. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
"What do you mean?" Sakura asked, her two teammates nodding at her question.
"Introduce yourselves." Naruto said. They were still staring at him awaiting further instructions. Reasons like this made him hate the academy; too much hand-holding and not even the lewd version of it. "You know likes, dislikes, hobbies. Your dreams for the future…and other things I might need to know."
"U-Um," Hinata began, focusing on her crush – her only crush ever! "Maybe if you could show us a way to say it, sensei."
Naruto internally sighed. The girl's genuine emotion was getting to him, this was a bad thing. He was a wall, he had no weaknesses save when people close to him were concerned. The man formerly known as Ghost wasn't so heartless as to discard her emotions as worthless. Plus, she had that cute girl-next-door vibe. Not to mention she was one of the few who appeared a bit damn courteous when he was a kid. Nothing to go crazy over, but he wouldn't just forget that small bit of kindness.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki," he started, rubbing his chin in thought. "I like ramen and experimental fūinjutsu. I'm not particularly fond of people trying to stab me and a few unmentionable others. As for my hobbies, well…I don't have many. Dreams huh…"
The three kunoichi waited for his final words, so far they learned very little; Sakura wasn't that impressed, Ino was mildly interested and Hinata's curiosity was peaking.
"I never really thought about it," Naruto hummed for a second. Then he smiled…viciously. The three kunoichi felt a sudden weight being thrust upon them, the wind shrieked, their throats dried and a sense of hopelessness stemmed in them. He chuckled. The sound was disturbing to their ears. "But, I will do one little thing. I'll achieve it by any means necessary."
Naruto realized his killing intent was a bit too much for them and slowly lifted it before they calmed down, though their palms were sweaty, knees weak and shoulders heavy. I feel like I heard that somewhere before.
"Well," he said, trying to sound a bit too cheerful –it failed. They were still looking at him, awkwardly and fearfully. "Now that you know how to do it, introduce yourselves." They still weren't speaking up and Naruto had half a mind to fail them. If they were this shook by simple killing intent (not even a full blast from him) then they would be liabilities. He didn't need stick figures and baby dolls in his team –as much as he liked the latter.
"I'm running out of time," Naruto snapped his fingers. "If you don't talk, I'm demoting you all."
"You can't do that!" Ino spoke up loudly, much to his relief.
"I can, want to watch me?" Naruto said goading her, making her temper flare so the others would speak up.
"Um, I'll go first," Hinata started. As soon as the blue focused on her, pale cheeks became pink. "My n-name is Hinata Hyuga. I like my younger sister, father and…" she shot her sensei a small glance, "I dislike a few things about my clan. My hobby is pressing flowers, and my dream is…" she breathed in a bit, mustering courage. "My dream is to unite the Hyuga…all of them."
While both Ino and Sakura shot her a raised eyebrow and a confused look, Naruto's eye widened for a moment. "Well," he began, smiling a bit. "That's an admirable dream."
"T-Thank you," she blushed red to her hair, stammering at how cute (read: hot) he looked when smiling.
"Hinata, what is he talking about?" Sakura asked. She was honestly confused by the hidden message their sensei got. She was no gossip queen, unlike a certain piggy, but this was something piquing her curiosity.
"Something she'll tell you about later," Naruto cut in and looked at the Kunoichi of the Year. Her form, along with Yamanaka, was a bit too slender both by his personal preference and active kunoichi status. Muscle mass was important, they didn't need to be walking buffed-up butches but strength was necessary. "Why don't you go next, Pinkie? You seem loquacious."
Sakura's jaded eyes hardened and Ino's snort only made it worse. Calming her temper down and remembering her goal Sakura began. "My name is Sakura Haruno and my likes are," she smiled. "Well the person I like is…" she giggled. "My hobbies are…" she blushed. "My dreams are…" she squealed.
Naruto, for his part, tried to comprehend as to just what the fuck was going on. Dare I ask? "So," he drawled out the word, "your dislikes?"
"Ino-pig!" The declaration was loud and bold and fearless. Naruto looked between the Yamanaka and the pinkette who were glaring daggers at each other.
I don't get paid enough for this shit. All of a sudden, walking into Kiri's civil war feels like a better option. Naruto tried not to sigh as Hinata was breaking the two away from each other, that girl was far too innocent. I have a lot of work on my hands.
"You're the only one left," Naruto said looking at Ino. "Let's get to hear a bit about you."
Ino was still pissed, glaring at Sakura and scowling less. "I'm Ino Yamanaka," the blond began. "I like unique flowers, a certain boy," she blushed, Sakura glared. "And, shopping too – which also happens to be my favorite hobby. I dislike people who spit on friendships and slackers and gluttons. As for my dreams, well I'm going to be the next head of the Yamanaka and help Sasuke-kun restore his clan!"
Yeah, I'm done with this shit. Naruto closed his eyes in disappointment. He'd read about how Ino and Sakura were 'fangirls' of Sasuke Uchiha, every batch had that one badass rookie who got girls to flock to him. But this…this was unhealthy. The former ANBU felt bad for the Uchiha. They probably didn't even understand how much shit the boy had gone through in one night, and they think love could supposedly 'fix' him? So, far Hinata was the only one who seemed decent but her lack of confidence and reluctance to use force hampered her entire skillset.
Long story short, his team was fucked and he understood why the Hokage chose him instead of Kurenai –since she honestly seemed like a better fit but was probably, most likely, kinder than him. Naruto resealed the cup and cleared his throat.
"That was insightful," he said, voice filled with boredom. "Now, before you all leave, give me your headbands."
"What?" All three teens said at the same time.
"I wasn't asking," he reassured them. "Give me your headbands…now." It only took a few seconds as Hinata came forward, shaking a bit, handing him the three hitai-ate as he held one of them up. "Do you know what this is? What this means? What this represents?"
"Duh," Ino said confidently. "It means we're shinobi, or kunoichi in this case."
"True. But you're not kunoichi right now…well not until you pass the test." He said waiting for a surprise and on queue he heard two collected shouts of disbelief. "You heard me."
"But we passed the Academy!" Sakura nearly shouted. "I thought that was the test."
"Sorry, but no." Naruto continued. "The Academy is just a screen for weeding out potential shinobi and kunoichi –of course the standards have considerably dropped. The test tomorrow at Training Ground Six will be your real test. Make sure to be there at five the morning, a minute late and I'll be sending all three of you back to the Academy. Clan and council be damned."
He left no room for argument and they nodded, albeit hesitantly. Ino then raised her hand, getting a nod. "Anything else, sensei?"
"That's probably the smartest thing I've heard today," Naruto dryly noting the poison in that word. "Yes there is. I suggest none of you have breakfast."
"U-um, why?" Hinata asked getting a stare. "H-Having a full meal gives us the proper stamina."
"True, though I'm not sure if they know what a full meal is," Naruto jabbed his thumb at the two rivals. How he loved getting under peoples' skin. "I highly suggest you don't have breakfast because," he chucked, "you'll be puking it all out."
He let the words hang in the air before standing up on the railing. "Tomorrow. Training Ground Six. Five O'clock." Naruto took a step back and fell as the three women shrieked, running forward. Only they found nothing as they looked down.
"That jerk!" Sakura said turning around. "Can't believe he scared us like that."
"M-Maybe we should all head out, now?" Hinata suggested and saw the others nod. Sakura was the first to leave. As Ino was about to leave, Hinata spoke up. "E-Excuse me, Ino?"
"Yeah."
"Can I…ask you a question?"
"Sure." Ino shrugged. She didn't have any secrets to hide, save a few.
"You mentioned you don't like people who spit on friendship," the Hyuga nervously pointed out. "I couldn't help but notice how you looked at Sakura. Did-"
"It's something between me and her," Ino clarified. "I'll tell you about it one day, but not today. I need to go and prepare for tomorrow's test. Maybe Dad will know something." The blond left, remembering a certain day in her life, a day when a pretty flower was discarded. It still hurt a bit, even now.
Hinata looked around and then she too left, not aware someone was sitting on top of the water tank watching it all unfold. The man opened up the orange book, resuming his journey from page 38.
"I see you finally learned something from me, Naruto," the masked man said as the blond, silently, landed on the tank beside him. "You're going to do the same thing I'm doing aren't you?"
"Sort of," Naruto sat down. "Though, I'll put my own take on it."
"The last time you said that was when we faced the Stone Unit," Kakashi mentioned. "You went crazy that day."
"Crazy isn't the word I'd use," the blond corrected. "Besides, how was I supposed to know they had a Jinchūriki with them? Glad he saw the light that day."
"'Light'," the Copy Ninja laughed. "Yeah, we all saw the 'Light' that day."
"So, how's Sasuke?" Naruto asked.
"Just like you'd expect."
The nerve of that guy!
Who did he think he was?
Sakura fumed as she entered her house, her parents avoided her at the moment. The pinkette stormed into her room and proceeded to vent her anger…by punching a pillow. Two minutes later, it really didn't help since it turned into a pile of mush. Calming down she thought about her team.
Hinata, she could work with. She was sure most of her classmates could work with the shy Hyuga, honestly because despite the sometimes annoying stutter she was a nice person –probably the kindest one in their batch. But she came with her own set of faults. The girl couldn't hurt a fly and had major self-esteem issues. Why else would she wear baggy clothes like those? She looked so fat.
Then there was the other 'teammate'. Sakura sighed thinking about her once former friend. Ino was…a fucking backstabber in her eyes. The Yamanaka knew that she liked Sasuke, despite that the blonde ended up garnering feelings for the one boy Sakura truly loved and cherished. Despite their friendship, love was stronger and more important. Sasuke was in pain, she would help him and then make him fall in love with her. She would heal him, she was the only one who could. Not to mention, Sasuke-kun only ever talked to one girl –HER! Kiba didn't count; she was more boy than girl and acted like a brute.
Finally, she thought about her sensei. Naruto Uzumaki, someone she didn't remember seeing in their batch and certainly not someone worth remembering. Though the question in her mind was…why was someone so young – of their age no less – a jōnin? Sasuke was the greatest shinobi she'd seen, the best of the best. Top of the Academy and potentially rivaled the Yondaime. The pinkette blushed thinking about him, her heartbeat slowly quickening.
It was ruined when a knock came at her door.
"Yes?" Sakura said, a bit disappointed she was taken away from her daily daydream therapy session. The door opened and her mother walked in. Mebuki was a seat holder in the Civilian Council who dealt with, obviously, the civilian side of things and one of the few was amorously respected by the shinobi side.
"So," her mother eagerly started. "How'd your first day go?"
"Horrible," the kunoichi replied. "Not only am I not on Sasuke-kun's team, but I'm with piggy and Hinata. The latter is okay to work with, but the former….ugh."
"Sakura-chan," Mebuki sat beside her daughter, who looked – for the lack of a better word – vexed. The complicated situation between Ino and her daughter was their thing, she was no one to interfere in that. But being this upset because she wasn't on the same team as Sasuke? "You need to understand something dear daughter of mine. Sometimes, things will never go the way we expect them too. Your father is a living example of that."
Sakura cringed a bit. Her father, Kizashi, an eccentric and quirky man was a chūnin. He was also active during the Third Great Ninja war and part of the platoon that was saved by the Yondaime appearing to defeat a thousand Iwa shinobi by himself. However, Kizashi had maintained other injuries that day. Injuries, that ultimately, made him walk with a slight limp and hindered his career forever. Still, her parents were happy. Her mother was happy he got 'crippled' otherwise they wouldn't have met.
"I know, and don't even get me started on our sensei," Sakura said, remembering how casually the blond treated them. A jōnin should've been more serious, calm and cool –like Sasuke. "I can't believe he's our age. I don't think he's a real sensei either."
"A jōnin? Your age?" Mebuki was surprised having never seen a jōnin of that age, she knew most of them but this one missed her memory. "I don't remember anyone like that."
Sakura beamed, her Inner cheered. "I knew it!" she nearly yelled in excitement. "Then all that stuff about a real test taking place tomorrow was a lie too."
"Actually, that's not a lie. All genin go through a second test after graduation."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sakura asked, a bit shocked at the betrayal.
"That would be hand-holding, dear. You need to figure out a few things by yourself, being a kunoichi and all," Mebuki noticed how her daughter's hitai-ate was not with her. "Sakura, where's your headband?"
"That wannabe sensei took it from us!" Sakura nearly yelled. "He said we won't get them back unless we pass the test."
"Well that does seem to follow the procedure. What was your sensei's name again?"
"Naruto Uzumaki."
Oh dear. Mebuki internally winced a bit. The Uzumaki Clan head, the seat that was always empty during meeting yet decisions came through and given explicitly to the Hokage himself. She remembered him, back when he was…five or six. Mebuki would be lying if she said she didn't fear and loathe the child. He did house the greatest calamity she saw in her life. Hate? She didn't know. The Haruno didn't think she hated him, and he was the only one who had the name Uzumaki as far as she knew.
"I see," Mebuki said. "Well, Sakura do you plan to train?"
"I do, but not now."
Mebuki sighed and nodded, her daughter could be pretty stubborn. "Well, good luck then."
"Hey, Mom?" Sakura said, a bit of doubt seeping into her. "If I fail tomorrow, you wouldn't be-"
"I'd be a bit sad, yes." Mebuki answered. "But nothing I wouldn't be ashamed. Lots of genin fail each year and the person you're getting is a clan head."
"What?" Sakura, shocked at the words. She'd never heard of an Uzumaki clan. "A clan? In Konoha? How come we never read about them?"
"You didn't?" Mebuki was shocked. "Huh. Strange, they are related to the Senju clan. You'd think they would be mentioned."
"No way!" Ino couldn't believe what she heard. "The First Hokage's wife was an Uzumaki?"
"Yes, Ino; hand me the lilies," her mother, Kasumi, said. Her mother was…gorgeous in her eyes. Her long brown hair was tied in a loose bun, a full sleeved shirt (and necklace over her collar) and long skirt did little to hide the fact her mother's body was full and curvy. One day, Ino would rival that…in her mind.
"Here," the young Yamanaka did so and her mother placed them in a narrow jar. The fragrance of different flowers was always present in the Yamanaka Flower shop, along with several different poisons locked away. Couldn't let something like that loose. She started back on her point of interest, "Wait, so the Uzumaki were a clan and they were wiped out?"
"Yes, nearly all of them," Kasumi continued, now attending to her small Zen tree. "Although, I think I remember seeing one."
"An Uzumaki?"
"Yes," Ino aptly paid attention as her mother finished her work, flawlessly. "She was very beautiful and had amazing red hair. Most Uzumaki do."
"But this one's blonde," the young future kunoichi replied. "You think he's fake?"
"Blond you say," her mother seemed to be pondering something in her mind. Ino liked to think she was deductive - all Yamanaka naturally are - and seeing her mother's eyes widening for a while made her interest grow more. So, so much more. "Never saw one, maybe another one moved in."
"You're hiding something aren't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," her mother killed her curiosity in the crib. "That aside, when are you going to start training? Tomorrow's your exam and more than seventy percent of students fail that."
Ino cringed a bit, but relented nonetheless. "I will, later."
"Ino," her mother removed her apron. "I'm beginning to wonder when you'll be serious."
"I will be, I did get the-"
"The academy scores don't matter out there in the real world." Kasumi cut her daughter off. "You have so much talent and you're wasting the time to improve so you can look better? For a boy who doesn't even look at you?"
"That's not true!" Ino nearly shouted. "You don't understand. Sasuke-kun is in pain. He needs someone to ease it for him."
"And that someone is you?" The blond couldn't believe how her mother snickered at her. "Ino, what that boy needs is therapy. An incident like that scars a person, and even years of comfort won't be able to fix it."
"Well, I'll prove you wrong," Ino said and walked out of the shop. Kicking some invisible rubble off her path, the blonde went to her room –angry. Mostly at how her mother shot down her feelings, and the fact that Sasuke needed comfort, her comfort. Her love was something nobody could understand.
Sighing to herself, the Yamanaka thought of what could happen tomorrow. Their so called 'sensei' was about young as them and that alone called for all sorts of suspicions. Nevermind the fact that Ino thought he was kinda attractive at first - not like Sasuke-kun, dear no - then he went on to shamelessly gobble ramen in front of them, while making slurping noises. Then there was Sakura, the last person she wanted to be on a team with. Useless, useless, useless. At least Ino had her clan jutsu, what would Sakura do?
Simply thinking about the pinkette brought back a few painful memories. Granted Ino wasn't any better at that age, but Sakura's poisonious words hurt back then. Haruno was the one who broke it off first, and Ino wanted no part of such a worthless friendship. All because they both liked the same boy, why couldn't Sakura simply see that Ino was a better fit for the Uchiha?
Lying around a bit more, the Yamanaka drifted off to sleep. Dreaming of white flowers, a small function, a wedding and Sasuke smiling –at her.
Hinata drank a full glass of water, quenching her thirst as her breaths steadied.
She'd been training for the last one hour, and much to her inner ire, her chakra reserves weren't up to the par she desired. The Jūken took a fair amount of stress on the body, exerting your own chakra into another person's body took lethal precision and one small mistake could prove tiny. The Hyuga's problem was her smaller reserves –in her opinion anyway. That and taking a small peek at Naruto did. When she ran up the stairs, she had used her Byakugan to look where he was sitting and saw his chakra network.
Big didn't begin to describe how massive his chakra reserves were, it was more than her father had or anyone she'd seen for that matter. How did he gain such a large amount of chakra?
"Hinata," the sternness in the word made her internally wince. She looked around and saw her father stand there. Stoic as ever.
"Father," Hinata bowed her head a bit. Manners were something that was drilled into her a long time ago. Hiashi stepped into the room and eyed her.
"You've been training."
"Yes, Father."
This was…strange. Her father was stern, very stern with her –even on normal days. Hinata didn't complain though. She believed she was weak, an opinion strongly shared by the Elders and most of the Hyuga clansmen, main and branch. So Hiashi Hyuga showing up without saying anything that pointed out her flaws – yet – was beyond the point of bizarre at the moment.
"I heard who was picked as your sensei," Hiashi said, catching her off guard. "I believe it's the same boy you once talked to your mother about…when she was still alive."
Hinata felt a pang in her chest, her lavender eyes slowly drifted off to a small picture. A woman strongly resembling herself, more mature and kinder, smiling with a baby in her hands as little Hinata stood with her father who smiled. A rare occasion. How she often wished Hitomi was still here.
"Yes." It was all she could say. Speaking about her mother, freely, was something she was yet to do.
"You should be on guard around him," her father continued. Hinata looked at her with widened eyes. "He wasn't made a jōnin at such a young age for no reason."
"Father, may I ask you something?"
"Speak."
"It's about sensei," Hinata mentally patted herself for not calling him 'Naruto-kun' by mistake. "H-He used to classes with me, did he graduate early?"
"In a manner of speaking," she could feel her father was holding information back. "It doesn't matter, what's important is you can't fail tomorrow. As a Hyuga you have to keep our pride up, regardless of the fact that you will not be the heiress anymore."
Those words hurt her more than she thought. Being Heiress was…a complicated matter for her. For one, she wanted to be Heiress not because she was the firstborn, no. Abolishing the Caged Bird Seal was more important, and her once, sweet, younger sister had been indoctrinated by the Elders. She had to find a way around it.
"Do not underestimate him," he carried on, wringing her from her thoughts. "He is strong, incredibly strong and he can teach you many things."
"I…I want to learn how to increase my chakra," Hinata said, a bit loudly. Growing nervous at her father's raised brow, she clarified. "M-My chakra reserves are still lower than where I want them to be. If you have any advise-"
"Outlasting your sensei in a battle is impossible," Hiashi cut her off. "For someone young, he has incredible chakra reserves. Then again, all Uzumaki are born with large chakra reserves."
"T-The Uzumaki were a clan?"
"Did they not teach you anything about the Uzumaki clan at the Academy?" She shook her head. "Strange, that place must be worse than I thought. I'm considering training Hanabi strictly in the clan given how droll the standards seem."
Of course he had plans to train Hanabi in the clan, it made more sense. Hinata knew that at this point she was nothing more than a bargaining marriage chip Hiashi had on his hands, one day off to be shipped with some Daimyo's son or other rich noble. She'd seen several instances of this before, Tsume Inuzuka's older daughter Hana was an example of this –now wife to the ruler of Land of Fangs.
The truth was…Hinata didn't want to be used as a brood mare, for her heart had always, always, belonged to someone else. Someone she thought had disappeared given how he isolated he was. But by the grace of whatever god that existed, he was still here and Hinata could get closer to him. Tell him how important he was to her, prove to him how his one small moment changed her beliefs.
"I-I see," Hinata bowed her head. "Is there anything in the Library that can help me tomorrow? Against sensei?"
Hiashi looked at her for a complete minute before he replied. "You intend to fight him."
"I b-believe that's what sensei intends to do."
"Strange," her father moved towards the door, slowly. "I wonder what it is about that makes you so confident."
"W-what?" Hinata blushed, not believing how quickly her father caught on.
"I am many things," the clan head explained. "A fool, however, I am not. I remember when you came in running talking to your mother about him. Then there was the time your skills slumped considerably after he disappeared, yet you refuse to give up the pursuit of being a kunoichi."
"I…" Hinata breathed in. "I don't want to give up. Not again."
"Good," her father quickly said, for a moment Hinata thought she saw her father smile. "You'll find a few scrolls on the Uzumaki clan in the Library, be careful they're old and delicate. Might want to keep them for yourself, nobody as any use for them."
"Y-Yes!" she bowed her head, like any daughter would.
"One last thing," Hiashi opened the door, he wasn't looking back. "Do not put your guard down tomorrow. Use anything to beat him –anything. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes."
The door closed and Hinata sighed in relief. Strange as it seemed to her, but for a moment the young Hyuga believe that her father had mentally cheered her on. In his own way, of course. With newfound determination, Hinata went to wash her face, change into better clothes and scour the library for any and all information she could find.
How do I get in these problems all the time? Naruto wondered as he watched the black haired woman guzzle down saké, bits of it escaped her mouth –slowly travelling down her skin. It was staining her top and making her black bra very clear.
"Kurenai-san," he said, the woman was still drinking. "That's enough don't you think?"
"No~" she whined, before resuming her chug. Naruto could only sigh.
Kakashi had this 'great idea' where he wanted to introduce Naruto to his fellow jōnin, his working comrades. They were interesting, a bit disappointed but it was an okay affair. The meeting then turned into drinking plans, which lead to him and Kakashi outlasting everyone else (thank the Log that Gai wasn't there). Kurenai Yuhi, recently promoted jōnin - four weeks his senior in terms of ranking - was the final man, or in this case woman standing. Her hobby was drinking at evening, that didn't include the fact that she couldn't handle her shit.
Now, Naruto didn't consider himself that handsome, just a bit better looking than most. Still, the woman kept showering him with praises, his hair, eye and even cropped a feel of his chest; Asuma Sarutobi was not pleased. Regardless, Kakashi wisely 'advised' him to escort Kurenai into her house.
That went swell, until she pulled him inside and started drinking…again. Watching Kurenai, who was without a doubt one of the most beautiful women in Konoha sport that massive blush, speak a few inappropriate (read: lewd) things didn't help. He had his weaknesses and lust was one of them, not to mention she was hot.
"Well, I'll be on my way out then." Naruto turned to leave when he felt her move. Despite being drunk, the kunoichi had dashed straight at him and pulled his head back into her large, soft, saké soaked chest. Naruto blinked before sighing. "As much as I appreciate a woman driving my face into her breasts, I'm sure we all have to evaluate our teams tomorrow."
"Please~" she cooed, her hot breath hit his ears. This woman was horny alright. "It's been so long since I even did something exciting."
"Asuma is your boyfriend is he not?" Naruto asked. From what he heard and saw, they seemed to be a thing. She snorted.
"As if he makes time as much as he used to." Kurenai then let him go, her hand reaching for her shirt as she took it off, along with her bra too -for some reason. Maybe it was a 2-in-1 deal. Her breasts were, well they were magnificent to look at. Round and ruddy, milky and plump, her breasts heaved as she breathed. Pink nipples hardening, slowly calling him to feast on them.
His growing boner was agreeing.
I did plan to mess with them. He thought for a second, contemplating whether this was a good way to do spend his time. Then Kurenai's pants came off and her thighs…her glorious, rich thighs were exposed. She wasn't wearing panties either. Well, she seems to be coherent enough.
*Lemon begins*
Naruto walked closer before he grabbed Kurenai by the back of her head, she tried to gasp but he kissed her. Didn't take long for her to open her mouth as their tongues massaged each other's, slowly fighting for dominance as Naruto began to take off his jacket and shirt. Her hands adored his toned abs, before unbuckling his pants.
Kurenai felt handling something…big and throbbing and warm. She looked down to see a fully erect penis, the largest she'd seen. Oh my God. How old is he?
"Sixteen," Naruto said after breaking the kiss. "I didn't read your mind, it's the first thing most women ask me after they see it the first time." Naruto caressed her wet, hot entrance, putting a finger inside as it rubbed along her inner walls. "You were really thirsty tonight, weren't you?"
"You have no idea," Kurenai leaned forward kissing the young man who was at least ten years her junior. His hands, however, seemed wizened as he inserted two more fingers, spreading them as he explored her pussy. He was doing good so far, and the genjutsu user rubbed his long member –faster as her own walls started to slowly become tighter.
"Say," Naruto pulled her closer, squeezing her breast. They were very, very, very good. Grade-A breasts, easily on par with Tsume and Anko that one time when he lost a bet and had to give her a massage as compensation. Of course, she insisted on it. "When will you meet your team tomorrow?"
"…nine." Kurenai moaned out after some time, her mind slowly teetering at how amazing Naruto's hand, fingers and pulsating cock made her feel.
"Well, glad to see something in our routines match." Naruto said before picking up Kurenai, his hands cupping her round ass cheeks as he kept kissing her, his tongue exploring every corner in her mouth and tasted saké. He made it over to her table, and set her down there.
"Wait, I just cleaned today," Kurenai said as Naruto waggled his finger in front of her before biting on her neck, she mewled. He nibbled more, leaving a red mark as he continued to finger her. "Asuma will see that."
"Is that why you got warmer?" he asked cheekily, she blushed as he continued to rub the velvety flesh inside. "Ah, I see. So this is that NTR thing I read about."
"Don't say such things," as the words left her mouth, she felt his fingers sliding out of her pussy. Kurenai's crimson eyes saw him raise a brow, smirk and slowly descend to her vagina. Naruto looked like he was inspecting it and put on a hand on his chin.
"You are a dirty, little, lying slut," he said as he kissed the side of her thighs, his tongue licking across her flawless skin before coming near her wet entrance. The blond licked around Kurenai's cunt, circling it and laying small kisses on it to tease her more. "Say, will you scream if I eat you out?"
"Uh…"
"Just what I wanted to hear," Naruto said before his face dove into her snatch, his nose took in the sweet smell, his tongue sticking deep into her holiest of holies. His tongue licked thoroughly with gusto, as the heat inside increased with each second.
Kurenai shivered and shook and shuddered as she could feel her orgasm building up as she moaned his name repeatedly, the blond had been at it for a steady fifteen minutes now and each time she came close, he stopped; the crimson eyed woman pleaded him to end it, make her feel that rush of ethereal pleasure as the denial continued to torment her. Naruto would go back to her thighs, or pinching her nipples. It was frustrating and Kurenai wanted to come already.
Slowly, she felt Naruto raise her up to her feet, then turning her around as his coarse hands made her bend over the table. The kunoichi felt the soft yet firm bud of his member poking against her entrance.
"Say it," Naruto commanded, as he firmly grasped her wide, full hips. Kurenai did not want to say anything, given how he constantly denied her request. Growing tired, Naruto raised his hand to spank her left ass cheek, she mewled under the slap. He did it again and again, over and over until her milky ass shone with a bright red color until finally she begged for it.
"Please fuck me." It was barely a whisper, but it was all he needed to hear.
He pulled his hips back before spearing his entire cock, twelve inches deep into Kurenai –whose walls tightened and coiled around his dick, trying to milk out his semen. Kurenai moaned lewdly, muttering coherently as she experienced the best orgasm of her life. Her crimson eyes dulled with pleasure as she began to feel the long, thick, veiny fleshy rod move back and forth inside her. She could feel the heat building up inside her as Naruto mercilessly fucked her from behind, grasping a lock of her hair as his hips kept slamming into her slowly making her numb.
It felt surreal to the female jōnin, she'd had sex with a few men before, but never had she felt like this. Naruto was personally enjoying how her heart-shaped ass jiggled with every thrust. This only made Naruto ram faster into her, eagerly ruining her snatch and making her inner walls constricting around him, solemnly swearing to trap his dick inside her. Kurenai's tongue lulled out as she felt her insides being stretched out beyond her wildest dreams, as she creamed herself. Naruto however did not let her recover as he kept thrusting wildly, instincts taking over as he grabbed a fistful of her, locking it and pulling her up as she shivered each time he hit her womb.
Like a cheap whore, she moaned shamelessly as Naruto kissed her and she felt his tongue ravaging her. It was…it was too much for her, as the blond kept his pace up and hammered away inside her. Then Naruto began to pant, sweat glazed his toned frame as he felt his own limit being reached, time became funny while he fucked a woman –to his own surprise he'd been pounding Kurenai's womanhood for a straight forty minutes. He kept his pace going faster, as her mounds of flesh freely wildly swayed and Kurenai could feel a massive orgasm growing strong within her.
"Fuck! Here it comes!"
"N-no!" Kurenai shouted, her mind working through the fog of debauchery. "Do it outside!"
"Fuck!" Naruto said loudly before pulling out his member and placing it in her ass crack as he shot out lines of semen which flew up, filthily painting her back and hair as Kurenai trembled from the longest, most intense fucking session of her life. The kunoichi hunched over, Naruto held her up in place as he kept marking her with his thick, musky, smelly jizz. The jōnin was still under the daze of pleasure as she felt Naruto pick her up in a bridal carry pressing her face close against his chest.
She felt the semen slowly crawl down in between her crack, it was warm and smelly and viscous. Kurenai wondered what it tasted like, her mind focused just on the man - who resembled the Yondaime - who had all but made her feel like a shameless woman, a woman who cheated on her boyfriend. Strangely, it made Kurenai's flesh twitch in excitement.
"That…" Kurenai said in between moans as he placed her on the bed. "That was amazing."
"Yeah," Naruto smiled, greedily cupping her breasts as she clearly enjoyed it. "Well…time to go at it again."
"W-What?" Kurenai stammered in fear, she groaned as he pinched her nipple. Was Naruto planning to fuck her again? She couldn't take more of this!
"You seduce me, keep me from going home, get naked in front of me." Naruto climbed on top of her as she felt his member slowly harden again rubbing along her fleshy thighs. "Now you expect me to just stop?"
Anything Kurenai wanted to say was drowned out as Naruto hungrily kissed her again, made her feel like the most sought after woman in the world. It made her feel amazing and for the rest of the night, the female jōnin screamed and howled in bliss.
*Lemon ends*
"Where is he?!" Sakura yelled as she saw it was nine o'clock now. Sneaking a glance at her other two teammates, she saw that the pig shared some of her fury while the other one kept blushing about something. All that effort since five in the morning…WASTED!
"Did that guy forget about us?" Ino said mostly to herself as she thought of ways to torture the man, specifically by her father. That guy was pushing all her buttons and she hadn't even known him for more than twenty-four hours.
"Maybe, s-sensei had a mission," Hinata suggested, her mind…completely somewhere else as she remembered a very, very interesting thing about the Uzumaki Clan and it was sealed up no less –would've been that way had it not been for her Byakugan.
It was a very strange and satisfying thing to learn, it had kept her awake at night, warm too.
Ino scowled but reluctantly nodded, missions could go wrong sometimes as her father had often told her. Chances of her sensei going on an emergency mission out of the blue was possible, but not today! He had a fucking responsibility towards them and she was livid.
Sakura was thinking along the same lines, but pain of waiting, hunger of not eating and betrayal of their efforts didn't make it easy. She'd kill him if he appeared in front of her.
Then a puff of smoke appeared and their sensei, Naruto appeared in front of them shaking his head while he put two lunch boxes down.
He ignored his students as he opened up the box letting the sweet aroma of freshly cooked meat escaping into the air. How satisfied he felt when he heard them groan and mutter hushed curses at him. This was fucking great dattebayo!
Ugh, calm down. Naruto resolved. He didn't know why that word crossed his mind after such a long time. Was he growing softer? Was he going insane? Did Kurenai's morning blowjob stirred something inside him to turn a leaf. Absolutely fucking not. Shouldn't have had that much saké last night.
"You're late!" two voices screamed the statement as he looked at them, waving.
"So all of you are here," Naruto said, again ignoring how they were behaving as he focused on the task at hand. He picked out a clock and set an alarm for noon, not a minute later. "Well, at least none of you will be failing immediately."
"Sensei," Ino said the word, it was poison on her tongue. "You kept us waiting for four…four hours! Where the heck were you?"
"Oh, you see Kurenai-san, another jōnin, needed help in…" Naruto remembered today morning when he found Kurenai smelling his dick before kissing it and taking it all in her throat. "Placing a few things here and there. Moving on, it's time for your test."
Naruto slowly pulled out two silver bells with strings on them.
Almost immediately two of the three genin's eyes lit up with realization while Sakura pondered a bit. Her mind focused on the bells and their purpose. Ino and Hinata had realized the test, there never had been a squad without three members and their parents always talked about the camaraderie between Leaf shinobi as if they were tightly-knitted family.
Their sensei lifted them high. "These are two bells," he explained. "Your aim is to take these them from me; anyone who fails to do so will be immediately sent back."
"There's never been a two-man squad!" Sakura pointed and realized that maybe, just maybe, their sensei was tricking into thinking that. He did seem like a jerk. Naruto smiled a bit at her and Sakura…stared. The blue in his eye twinkled with a bit of mischief as she felt her cheeks redden a bit at his undivided attention.
Maybe their sensei was a bit cute. He was still no Sasuke-kun.
"You two seem to have the same idea," Naruto said as he found the other two saying the same thing. "Congratulations, you passed the test that emphasizes the importance of teammates. One cell cannot fully function without the help of all its members. It is what our predecessors, your parents themselves have done."
They all beamed up at his words as he smiled holding the bells and then balled them into a fist. A horrible crushing noise reached their ears as the blond ruthlessly crushed the bells in his hand before dropping them. The symbolized object of the aim most jōnin sensei aimed to teach was nothing more than like crushed tinfoil, lying on the grassy ground like a discarded toy.
"Unfortunately, or fortunately from a different point of view," Naruto smirked a bit feeling pretty good at their worried expressions. "I'm not that kind of a sensei. Your test will be-"
AN: How horrible does that feel? Anyways, sorry about the late update. I’ve been a bit busy with a few things in my life—that’s all I’ll say. Hope you enjoyed the chapter and the little twist at the end. Make sure to review. Bye.
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