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The Scroll	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 32840 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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            The next day, Team 7 showed up bright and early, consisting of Naruto, Sai, and Sakura. The only ones who were there right from the start – having camped out – were Team 8, as Kiba was insistent that Hinata and Shino stay with him for the night, if only for the bragging right of being first on the scene. So when Naruto showed up several hours after sunrise, Kiba accused him of being late and lazy. This, of course, led the two into their usual verbal arguments. Sai gave his smile and mused that they seemed to be good friends if they joked around so much.
            Not much long after, Team Gai showed up. And much to no one’s shock, Lee decided to punish himself for not being the first one to arrive at the site; he decided to do one-thousand jabs to the strongest tree in the area before the next team showed up, lest he put himself through more strenuous exercises.
            “Lee, just give it a rest,” Tenten sighed, and then turned with a smile to the others. She brought a special scroll out of her pocket and presented it proudly. A chance to brag and stand out already as the thoughtful kunoichi… “I brought this for later. It has a lunch for all of us sealed inside.”
            Naruto’s face split with a wide and excited smile. “Really? You put food in that scroll?” His eyes sparkled. “That’s awesome! What did you pack for me? Ramen? Is it ramen?” He was getting a bit too giddy for Sakura’s tastes, which earned him a clunk the back of his skull. She rebuked him angrily, saying that he just had three bowls of ramen for breakfast.
            A modest blush crossed over Tenten’s cheeks after receiving praise from Kiba, Shino, and Sai, though Hinata’s praise was naturally quiet. To keep it separate from her arsenal – to avoid accidentally chucking bentos instead of shuriken – she set it against the base of the tree that Lee busily punched with his bandaged fists. Looking up at him, she rolled her eyes, remarking how he was going to be seriously handicapped when the brawl began.
            “No!” panted the taijutsu chuunin, still slugging the worn-down bark. “This makes me stronger! Gai-sensei said… pant, pant… that in life, whatever doesn’t kill us makes us stronger!” As if Gai was right there, shouting encouragement to him, he began to punch harder. Tenten gave up and wrote him off as a lost cause. She went over to where Neji stood, smiling girlishly and saying that this was to be an exciting day.
            Neji regarded her with a brief glance. “It might get a little chaotic,” he admitted, “but it will give us a chance to study each other’s tactics and strengthen them. An Akatsuki attack is pending, and we must be flawless when the time comes.”
            To the relief of Lee’s knuckles and stamina, Chouji and Shikamaru showed up after he finished his knuckle-bruising training. The two sauntered over, not looking very pleased or eager. “I wasn’t expecting everyone to actually be here,” Shikamaru groaned. When he came to stand before the group of nine, he stowed his hands casually in his pockets. “Does that mean that we’re actually going to go through with this whole sparring thing?”
            Scattered faces looked questioningly at him. For a moment, they waited to see if either he or Chouji would explain Ino’s absence. When nothing was said, Sakura, agitated by their carelessness, inquired with a point of the finger, “Where’s Ino? She said she was going to be here.”
            “Oh yeah,” grumbled Shikamaru, looking off to the right while rubbing the back of his head. “A few jounin came back to Konoha this morning, and most of the troop had been injured. Apparently, they stumbled in one of Orochimaru’s old booby-trapped hideouts. Ino was called over to offer some medical service.” He gestured to Sakura. “I think the Hokage also wanted you to go help out.”
            Whenever Tsunade called, like a good apprentice, Sakura was quick to respond. She didn’t question Shikamaru for more information. Grabbing Hinata by the wrist, she headed briskly for the village. “Come on, Hinata-san. We’ve got work to do!”
            “Uh, but… but what about…?” Hinata had no time to try to ease things over on both sides, though she wanted to stay, if only to excuse herself from Naruto and the others properly.
            Now the only girl in attendance – also meaning the only medically-trained of the group – Tenten looked rather disappointedly at Shikamaru. She forced a smile, though her apprehension was visible in the sweat drop beading down the side of her face. “Did… did Tsunade-sama ask for me?” she asked, wanting to know if her role model thought of her in this time of need.
            “No, she just said Sakura, actually,” Shikamaru admitted lazily. “I just said that she called for Hinata too just so that we could lessen the number of people here.” He sauntered over to settle in the roots of a tree. “That way, we can have a little break before starting this spar. We have to wait for the girls now.”
            Tenten fumed angrily at Shikamaru’s plot. “Why didn’t you send me instead of Hinata?!”
            Shikamaru folded his hands behind his head for comfort. “You looked more willing to stick around here. I guess you could leave too, but then you’d help in getting everyone back here quicker. I’d probably not even have time for a ten minute nap.” He closed his eyes.
            “That figures,” Kiba grumbled, leaning on Akamaru. He looked over to Naruto and Neji. “Well, I don’t want to sit around and wait! Let’s do something!”
            “Yeah,” Naruto agreed, punching the air with an enthusiastic fist. “Let’s go to the ramen shop!” Only Chouji bellowed an agreement.
            “No,” Shino declined, stepping away from the tree that he was lurking against. His head turned towards the blond genin. “Why? Because stockpiling food before strenuous exercise is unhealthy. Eat what is required, no more. That is a shinobi’s diet discipline.”
            Chouji looked dissatisfied with him and his reasoning, and went back to gorging on the bag of chips he always seemed to have on his person. “Easy for you to say,” he mumbled through his mouthful. “You just eat bugs.” Shino’s head shifted a bit at the ignorant comment.
            Lee was next to chime in. “I know! We can do a sprint around Konoha! No, three full-sprint laps…!” He scrambled to come up with an idea to better challenge themselves. He snapped his fingers and smiled brightly. “We can do it in a handstand! That’ll pass the time!”
            Neji, tuning Lee’s rambling out indefinitely, pondered their options. All teams had been broken up save for his own. Many present were itching for combat and would hardly be satisfied with anything less. “Perhaps,” he began, catching the attention of those levelheaded, “while we wait, we could spar briefly with one another; a quick exercise.” Kiba and Naruto took the suggestion into consideration and quickly agreed to the idea. A moment later, they both were in each other’s face, ready for a rematch.
            Lee leapt up anxiously. “Yes! We can train individually before training as a team! A team is only as strong as its weakest member!” He looked to Tenten, winking at her and giving her the thumbs up. “Be sure to do your best, Tenten!”
            He was on the floor the next instant with a throbbing bump on his head from where she had punched him. “Don’t say it like I’m weak, stupid!” she scolded him with fanged teeth and furious eyes.
            When unanimous consent was given – except by Shikamaru, who was content to just observe before the real troublesome exercise began – Neji went into greater detail about this idea of his, stating that the matchups would be randomized. The choosing was done with a maze-puzzle that led down to select names. The only ones to hope to collide were Naruto and Kiba; they did not pair together, as Naruto was stuck fighting Chouji, and Kiba was to face Tenten. Both were not ecstatic about the pairings, but they would eventually clash, they promised/threatened one another.
            The spar began with Neji and Sai. The two serious opponents were evenly matched, and rightfully so; one was of the highly-esteemed Hyuuga clan and a genius in his own right, and the other was Anbu-trained and thought of nothing but his success. However, there had to come a winner, and after tearing up a good portion of the terrain with fierce rotations and beasts of ink, Neji beat back the painter and nabbed victory.
            Next were Chouji and Naruto: gluttony against pride. Perhaps it was because Naruto was fearsome even in the morning; perhaps the growl of Chouji’s stomach was too loud to ignore. Whatever the reason, the husky ninja hardly put any energy forth and was willing to concede when facing a held-back Rasengan. Naruto ended up slack-jawed, watching his opponent hunker down next to Shikamaru to hoard his final bag of chips into his mouth noisily; he finished it in five big mouthfuls, though his stomach still yearned for more.
            Shino and Lee’s fight was of a similar climax. Shino took the spar in stride, but Lee was a bit too eccentric. The bowl-haired martial artist was using excessive force, and Shino voluntarily brought the match to a close. He calmly stated that it was unnerving to fight so recklessly; Lee knew his limitations, but he easily sought to exceed them at the most inopportune times. Needless to say, Lee was disappointed about this end and would later punish himself for not being able to satisfy his opponent.
            Now came the time for Tenten and Kiba’s match. While Kiba took Akamaru aside for an inspirational chat, Tenten wanted to recheck her arsenal, make sure she had everything. She smiled at her large collection and snickered proudly to herself, thinking that she’d better not try too hard; cruelty to animals never sat well with her, she mentally joked. And every scroll was accounted for… plus one. She arched an eyebrow curiously and did a thorough recount to make sure she had not checked one scroll more than once. There should have only been ten scrolls of various weapons – plus the larger one saddled behind her waist – yet she came up with one extra.
            “There should only be ten,” she said softly, as if it would change because she mentioned it. Curious to find out what this extra one was, she pulled out the scrolls one by one to check the marking. By the fourth one, she discovered the heart-imprinted scroll that Lee had thoughtfully included.    Her eyes went wide with a shock that drained the color from her face; her jaw was practically unhinged as it dropped. “What is this one doing in here?!”
            Lee, hearing her outburst, hurried over. When laying eyes on the scroll in her hand, he beamed in recognition. “That’s the scroll I found in your drawer last night! You must not have seen it since it was in the back.” He folded his arms proudly and nodded his head. “I knew it was your favorite since it had a heart on it.” His ‘helpfulness’ earned him a hard fist to the back of his cranium, forcing him to kneel and clutch at the swollen, throbbing bump.
            “What are you doing sneaking through my drawers, you pervert?!” Tenten roared at him, ready to unleash another slug to her comrade. However, she was bringing attention over to her, and unless she wanted them wonder why she would throw a tantrum over a scroll, she calmed herself down. Forcing a weak giggle, she hid the private scroll behind her and excused herself for a brief moment.
            Thinking of no place else to stash the item, she stacked it with the lunch scroll. Damn Lee, she thought with pursed lips. What right did he have to go snooping through her things, especially when she wasn’t even there?! The embarrassment she would have felt if she mistakenly used that scroll in combat! She may have been a ninja, but also a seventeen-year-old girl with an interest in ‘exploration’. After handling many weapons, she found her nimble fingers to be quite useful to relieve stress; with so many weapons, it wasn’t long before curiosity led her to use the handles of her arsenal as a phallic replacement, and soon she expanded to collect items specific for her needs.
            Now, from its discreetly hidden area, Lee had brought it out to the open, and she had to leave it out, lest she risked accidently using it during her fight with Kiba and Akamaru. She exhaled as she stared down at the heart, hoping that no one would question it.
            “Oi, Tenten! Are you ready?” called Kiba, pompously leaning against his canine with his cocky grin. When she turned to him, he stood up straight and punched his palm, cracking his knuckles on impact. “We’re ready to win already! Right, Akamaru?” The huge, white mutt barked eagerly and beat his tail back and forth.
            Tenten, not wanting to seem uneasy, lifted her hand. “Yes, I’m ready!” Worriedly, but having no choice, she hurried away from the set of scrolls and silently prayed that no one would question it. A large space had been cleared for the start of their duel, and with Naruto’s announcement, they started. Almost immediately, Tenten yanked out one of her small scrolls to summon a windmill shuriken; at the same time, Kiba employed his ‘Beast Human Clone’ to duplicate himself with Akamaru. At once, Tenten found twin Inuzukas charging her. Her oversized weapon was pitched at them, separating Kiba and Akamaru, but not deterring their path. She was forced to retreat to the trees when the duo came down at her with claws slashing.
            This fight was about as evenly matched as Neji versus Sai, but it dragged on since Tenten kept her distance. Treetops were demolished by spinning blades and crushing claws. And all the while, Chouji wandered about, griping about being hungry. Naruto turned away from the fight to assure the wide shinobi that Tenten had brought a scroll that contained enough foodstuffs for everyone; for Chouji, that just meant one full meal for himself. Grunting in his throat, a twinkle of determination and mischief in his narrow eyes, Chouji followed Naruto’s pointing finger.
            Mmm, third-breakfast time…
            Above, ducking behind a tree and saturated with perspiration, Tenten gasped for breath. “They just keep coming,” she panted, wiping her brow. She glanced down at her remaining scrolls. Three left and the big scroll; if she could help it, she wanted to refrain from using the main one since it was such a chore restoring its more-complex contents. She had a kunai in both hands, retractable with the hidden wire latched onto her middle fingers; with great concentration, she could perhaps catch Kiba or Akamaru from behind.
            “You can’t hide from my nose!” shouted the loudmouthed Inuzuka, his Gatsuuga tearing through the branches above her. She was on guard in the next instant, flinging both of her weapons directly at the noses of the twin tornadoes. A successful hit; it was like a bee sting, not painful, but surprising. Both Kiba and his clone-canine fell out of their taijutsu attack, landing on all fours on either side of Tenten.
            It was a perfect opportunity to manipulate the kunai that had been deflected from the Inuzuka attack. She twirled around on the ball of her right foot, and the weapons snapped to life, swinging out in a wide arc that warded Kiba away but caught Akamaru’s shoulder. He retracted with a yelp, holding onto his injury. Instinctively, Kiba called out to his dog to ensure that he would be okay, and then went on the offensive. He swept his clawed hands and her, but did not make actual contact.
            Though she did not enjoy frontal confrontation, Tenten chopped Kiba at the side of his neck – a method similar to the manner of Neji’s fighting style. The dog-nin recoiled, but shook off the feeling quickly and lashed out. His claws connected this time, but only with cloth. Tenten’s brown eyes went wide when she heard the tearing of fabric, and even Kiba was astonished that his had made a swipe there.
            Both gawked at the separation of cloth, three of the connecting straps of her shirt torn open. Just three, but the gap was wide enough to divulge the color of her bra and just how much cleavage she could boast. It was unintentional, and Kiba wanted to apologize before continuing. However, instinct took over, and Tenten struck him in the jaw with a righteous jab. Since he was unguarded and stupefied, the power-packed hit threw him on his back, and he was unwilling to fight; Tenten had won.
            Covering herself up, cheeks aflame, she stormed away from the Inuzuka while his partner came over to console him. She detached the wires on her fingers, thinking that she would pick them up later… maybe after she went home and changed clothes. Cheering her victory, Lee told her that she took advantage of her youth’s springtime and snagged victory. As if it suddenly occurred to her, she smiled proudly; she had beaten Inuzuka Kiba. Sure, he wasn’t some legendary genius or anything, but he was a force to be reckoned with, especially with Akamaru at his side.
            “Well done, Tenten,” Neji congratulated her with a smile and a respectful nod.
            She beamed brightly, ignoring the rampant praise that Lee offered her. This victory meant that she would battle him next. Perhaps she could win again after Neji and Naruto’s fight. She perked up. Speaking of Naruto, where was he?
            “What?!!” Naruto was looking behind a nearby tree, shocked and appalled by what he was witnessing. The group, now alarmed, hurried over to see what he was so upset about; Shikamaru, roused from his nap, dragged himself up to follow.
            “You ate all of our lunches?! How were you even able to eat twelve lunches in such a short time, ‘tebayo?!”
            Naruto was yelling at Chouji, who fiddled shamefully with his fingers while receiving this scolding. In front of him were stacks of empty bentos and drained bamboo canteens. The moment he had heard about these stored foodstuffs, he snuck over, opened up the scroll marked ‘food’ – ignoring the one next to it simply stamped with a heart – and summoned the contents. Thus, he had feasted on more than his fair share and left the others with nothing.
            Chouji lowered his head. “Sorry,” he murmured, though he didn’t seem very apologetic when he reached down to pluck one more morsel from the lunch box in front of him and eat it.
            Everyone was very upset by this; even Kiba, riding on Akamaru’s back, forgot his loss and cursed Chouji for being so selfish. Tenten, on the other hand, was almost on the verge of crying. All of her hard work, all the time spent preparing and sealing those lunches, all for nothing… Chouji had downed it all in a fraction of the time spent making them. The bastard didn’t even savor the flavor. So lost was she in her thoughts that she didn’t even realize that her naughty scroll was on display next to the glutton until Naruto reached for it.
            “Well, at least you didn’t eat from this scroll,” the blonde muttered believing that this was a second course that Tenten had prepared for a ‘just-in-case’ scenario; maybe a dessert labeled with a heart for its tastiness. He pulled out the paper and prepared to bring on the feast.
            Noticing Naruto’s held item, Tenten stammered and tried to push through Shino, Lee, and Neji. “No! Wait!” She reached out urgently, but futilely. “That’s…!”
            Poof!
            Before he could stop it to heed Tenten, Naruto had placed his hand on the ‘unlock’ seal – a common design for use by generally anyone, regardless of signing a contract with blood – and Tenten’s secrets were laid out for all to see. She felt that she could die right then and there when she heard the collective gasp taken in by all the boys.
            Chouji’s watering mouth was no longer craving what was summoned up, but his eyes went wide with wonder. Shino remained a stiff, emotionless statue, but his eyes were also transfixed on the assortment of novelties. The accidental summoner didn’t know what to say, though he was vaguely disappointed that he was eyeing a dildo variety and not countless bowls of ramen. Kiba was aghast from this odd and fascinating bounty that the klutzy genin happened upon. On the other hand, Shikamaru wasn’t much of a stranger to sex toys, as Temari was very kinky in bed; still, to see what Tenten had stored made him gawk just like all the other boys. Lee wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking at, but he knew for a fact that these were not weapons… Dumbfounded, Neji didn’t even know what to say or think. It was one of those moments that caught him completely off-guard. Sai, however, did not change his expression, and simply said, “They look like penises.”
            Tenten’s head steamed in absolute embarrassment, and she considered either fleeing and never coming out from underneath her bed again or taking out a kunai and going ‘Uchiha Itachi’ on this group’s collective ass! Even so, her body refused to move. Damn it all. Damn Chouji. Damn Naruto! Damn Lee!!
            “Jeez, look at all of them,” Naruto mused, reaching out to pick up a floppy, ribbed dildo. It was comical how it floundered. His sapphire-blue eyes turned to the owner. “Do you actually use these?”
            Yes, Naruto leapt to the top of the ‘kill list’ with that single question. Of course, Lee seemed determined to rival Naruto’s question by asking if she brought this particular scroll with her during their missions. Tenten wanted to explode, bash all of them over the head to erase what they have seen, and burn the scroll then and there. Sure, it was a great investment of orgasms gone to waste, along with a portion of her ninja earnings, but she just wanted a simple and permanent solution. At least Sakura and the other girls weren’t there…
            Kiba’s anxious eyes wandered the selection. Vibrators, simple dildos, modified ones, and the ever-popular double pronged penis meant to simultaneously stimulate the anus. He thought about answering Naruto’s question, as the smell of all seven devices informed him of the faint presence of vaginal secretions; however, he could also smell how Tenten was burning with hatred and decided it best not to provoke her. If she knocked him out for tearing her top accidentally, imagine what she would’ve done to his ability to procreate if he laughingly said that she didn’t neglect a single one of her sex toys.
            “That’s enough!” Tenten’s voice finally worked, and though angry, it wavered nervously as she marched over to reclaim her items. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done when she tried cradling them all; she snatched the one Naruto was playing with and slapped his forehead with it. “You… You’re all just a bunch of perverts!” she rebuked them, staggering when she tried walking backwards while holding the array of dildos and vibrators.
            “It’s not our fault,” grumbled Shikamaru, turning away to rub the back of his neck. His eyes then turned back to her. “You’re the one bringing sex-toys to a sparring match.”
            Tenten unwisely took a hand away from her cargo, dropping a dildo in the process, and pointed accusingly at Lee. “I didn’t bring it! Lee did!”
            Defensively, Lee held up his hands to his chest. “I… I did not know what it was! I thought it was her favorite scroll,” he stuttered. In reproach, Tenten tossed one of the floppy dongs at his face.
            It was then that Sai chimed in, holding up his forefinger pointedly while making an observation, “Is the purpose of these fake penises supposed to bring pleasure? Why are you throwing them to cause pain? It doesn’t seem that anyone here actually minds. I thought girls were supposed to feel elated when boys give them attention.”
            Tenten flushed. “What are you talking about? This isn’t what girls want guys to notice!”
            Sai cupped his chin in thought. “Really?” He smiled and held up his pointer finger. “I read that kinky girls like to employ extra stimulus during sex with another, and that using dildos isn’t uncommon. Perhaps I am mistaken?”
            “Yes, you are! I’m not like that!” retorted Tenten. Why was she having this conversation with him in the first place? All these eyes on her, her secret exposed… Why was it becoming so hot? Her chest was beginning to feel strained underneath the rolls of bandages meant to keep her breasts from bouncing too much. Her heartbeat was powerful, and she felt adrenaline pumping, making her entire body quiver. Breath was becoming uneven as her wavering eyes went to each boy’s face. They all had given her all of their attention; the solid truth was that she had hoped that today would yield an abundance of appreciation and attention for her after so long of being on the sidelines.
            She mentally cursed herself when her knees wobbled. Heat was stirring in the pit of her stomach from her mortification. She hadn’t felt this much excitement – outside of battle, that is – since her first experience with an actual dildo. Her throat was sticky and dry, sapped of life.
            Not much of a surprise, Kiba was the first to notice the change in her attitude and condition. All it took was one breath to practically taste the intoxicating scent of a woman’s stirred loins. Face turning somber, he leaned towards her with rapt attention. Being more in tune with primal urges, his body reacted quickly, causing his trousers to tighten.
            “You are not giving off the pheromones of a woman in rage,” Shino observed before all others. He stepped forward, head bowed slightly. “How do I know this? The male insects in my body are reacting; they respond to human reactions as they would their females during mating season.”
            Tenten was somewhat revolted to be under surveillance by bugs, but she still was conscious of Shino’s observation. She turned away. “Wha-what are you saying?” There was no way… No way she was…
            Shino’s head lifted significantly. “You’re aroused, Tenten,” he announced blandly.
            “You’re insane!” she instantly retorted, tightening her embrace on her toys. “There’s… there’s no way!” She sounded more like she was trying to convince herself. Yet, that she was discovered made her core tingle more. Dammit, she must’ve been more of a pervert than she thought.
            One look at the boys told her that there was no lying to them; they didn’t all have to have Inuzuka senses or bugs to be able to tell when she was fibbing. Her thighs tucked together. Like a stubborn child, she kicked the ground, quietly admitting that Shino was right; not much of a surprise to anyone but Lee, who was flabbergasted by his long-time comrade and friend turning out to be a pervert.
            The friendly, practiced smile brightened Sai’s face. “If that is the case,” he began, “I have a proposal: let us engage intimately. I’ve read that it’ll relieve stress and also strengthens the bonds between friends.” He also mentioned that it was a focal point of ‘Icha Icha Paradise’.
            Before Tenten had time to object on moral grounds, Kiba immediately concurred with Sai, not for the sake of strengthening ‘friendship’, but for primal lust’s sake. He stepped forward with a wide grin. The look on his face told her that he knew probably better than anyone how this situation was affecting her.
            Tenten shivered. Her tongue smoothed over her lower lip to apply some moisture. She couldn’t play coy and say that she wasn’t that kind of girl; the evidence was overwhelming and abundant in her arms. And as Sai said, it would relieve stress, and she was abundant with that… She glanced down at the sex toys. With the haze of sexual tension seeping in to cloud her judgment, it was becoming logical to let the boys have their fun…
            But it would be her first time with another person! Could she so easily dismiss her maidenhood at the whim of adventure and excitement? She wouldn’t be the first kunoichi to have such a thing happen, she reasoned; some poor unfortunates weren’t even given a choice for their first time! But was she really ready to take on a few more boys at once? Not like she hadn’t dallied with more than one toy at a time, though this situation was completely different; this encounter would not end when she was satisfied, but when they were satisfied. The idea of being passed amongst the mostly insatiable boys caused an unexpected thrill.
            The silence was becoming unbearable. The boys continued to eye her, awaiting an answer to Sai and Kiba’s suggestion, and she struggled under their intense gaze. Jeez, they’ve probably never pressured the other girls like this; the other girls would probably never find themselves in this predicament. This was a day that would belong to Tenten forever, and her alone.
            She smirked then, her mind made up. Before she even spoke, the majority of the group eyeing her knew what decision she had come to. “Let’s not let things get too out of hand,” she feebly laughed, waving a hand in front of her while the other rubbed the back of her head.
            Rather than play it cool like Neji, and rather than blurt out excitedly about the springtime of youth bearing fruit like Lee, Naruto blabbered a bit. “Is… is it really okay?” He was close to pinching himself to reassure himself that this was not a dream. A lot of the time, his erotic dreams unfolded in a similar way – minus the plethora of boys, and replace Tenten with Sakura.
            Nerve returned to Tenten’s expression. She could practically see the mushroom cloud over his head when his brain overloaded with excitement. All by herself, she’d held the attention of all the boys. To add to her lure, she provocatively positioned one of her faux penises towards her face, letting imagination drive Naruto and the others to heated madness. She put on the best, cockiest, most seductive smile she could manage. “What’d I just say?”
            Not even Shikamaru could ignore that lustful flare.
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