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Ridding Me of You	By : boyarina Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5681 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author' Notes:

Comic relief from all the harsh effects of mother nature's rage. Please let everyone, who had been devastated by this disaster, be given the strength to recover.

Disclaimer:

I am still merely using Naruto characters for this story.

Ridding Me of You
by Boyarina

Chapter 27: Being Conscious Matters

The sad part here is not so much about her succumbing to the most violent of all reactions, but rather the fact that her team mate was out cold on the bathroom floor. Shirtless. There was also a slowly enlarging lump – topped with a bruise tinted green and purple – in the general vicinity of his temple. In some respects, he pretty much looked ready to be ravaged. If Hinata had been here, the girl would have laid out a picnic blanket, rolled Naruto on top of it and started feasting.

Disturbing image.

Sakura ran a palm across her eyes. It was both to break her mesmerized stare, stop the overflow of saliva from her mouth and ease out the flush building due to her not so innocent visualization of how to get Naruto to bed.

No, the plan is not to maul him. Her original intent was to move him from the floor to some comfortable area in his bedroom but she was suddenly seized by this irrepressible urge to do something inappropriate. In this case, thinking of perverted acts, starring her and Naruto.

At least, she hadn't acted on them yet. She just has to keep it that way.

Sakura soldiered her salivating hormones in and sought something to distract herself temporarily. Get dressed. Yes, in her bra and panty ensemble, it was far – far—difficult to concentrate on the task of just lugging Naruto's unconscious form to bed. She kept envisioning the continuation of this act, leading to that…

Shirt, vest, shorts. These are what she needed. Forget Naruto (and his irresistible body) for a moment. Take a step back, do a sharp about face and get some clothes.

"Unnhh…"

Sakura released a startled gasp. Naruto's coming to! Should she inch herself closer or scoot away? Bother getting dressed still or stay as she is now? What if he heeded her help now and she got stuck pulling a shirt over her head? If she comes near him, she might end up pawing him in the pretence of checking his condition.

"Unnhh…"

Slapping both her hands on her head, Sakura desperately stared at her teammate/object of hidden desire. She shouldn't be over-thinking this.

Before she could do anything, slowly Naruto worked himself up to all fours. He faced her, cocked his head and turned away. He murmured something indistinct under his breath but never looked at her again.

He snubbed her! Like as though she was completely invisible! Probably mocked her too with discreetly mumbled words that she didn't really understand! Unbelievable! Unacceptable!

Hands on her hips, Sakura planted herself in his line of vision. "So you are mad, huh?" Her tone, the question, she had not intended for them to come out so sharply. The error of what she had done was not apparent up until Naruto refocused his gaze to her direction.

And launched himself at her.

Sakura dodged, rolled on the floor and grappled for the whistle Naruto dropped. The problem is, as her fingers sought in the wrong section of the tiled floor, she was left grasping at air. Her disorientation at coming up with zero find left her at the mercy of Naruto's attack.

He bulldozed her to the ground. Exertion, fear had her fighting for each breath. Naruto, on the other hand, did not even break into sweat; air came in and out of him evenly. The strangeness did not stop there. He glared at her with wide dilated pupils. Nary a word formed in her lips; rather a growl escaped him as he bared his abnormally elongated fangs at her.

It was a sight difficult to recover from. This pulsating anger, Naruto had never directed this at her. She stared at him with saucer eyes, thinking it was ridiculous to be this frightened of him. A small ray of hope swelled up her chest when Naruto shook his head as through trying to rid himself of what possessed him.

"I was just kidding," she uttered in a small voice. It didn't help. Naruto slapped the ground beside her head, drawing a miniature crater of the ground. There wasn't much force in what he did, but the damage was undeniable.

Horror built up in Sakura as she watched Naruto's tongue flicked in and out of his mouth, licking his lips, licking his teeth. She has to get away. He only had her legs pinned under him but she has full facility of her arms and upper body. She will use these to her advantage.

Quickly, she swung her arm to strike him on the neck, whilst twisting her torso to add strength to her punch and at the same time worm her way out. It hit, but Naruto wasn't even jarred by it. Instead, he had bitten clean through her bicep. He held it, tightened his grip a bit more and then threw her across the room.

It wasn't exactly how she wanted to gain her freedom, but she collected her wits about her as her bottom kissed the ground, and slid all the way, only to slam against the wall. Certainly not a feat for amateurs. She wasn't sure, but nonetheless she had grabbed a hold of the whistle during her painful travel to the end of the room.

Breathing heavily and bleeding profusely, Sakura placed the whistle in her mouth and blew hard.

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They almost missed seeing each other. Sasuke had been pretty edgy about the fact that Hinata will stumble upon a half naked Naruto, pretty giddy at the thought of luring Hinata to his boudoir. When he spotted her, he eagerly sped towards her path, accelerating too much that he went whooshing past her figure.

He hastily swivelled and charged back towards her again. It couldn't be helped but she must have assumed that he was out to issue her a challenge that she automatically went to a fighting stance at the sight of him.

Instincts told him to defend himself. Just as Hinata was about to drill her fingers in one of his pressure points to incapacitate him, Sasuke released a genjutsu to mess up her concentration: He created an illusion that fooled Hinata to seeing about twenty of him, crowding her in and in various states considered by many Konoha females as enticing.

Hinata, unfortunately, was undaunted. She kept her aim, with just a slight blush staining her cheeks. Sasuke felt a bit put out by her reaction. The least that the girl could have relapsed to was a twitching mass of embarrassed nerves. Well, if the semi-subtle approach will not work on her, he simply needed to unleash ALL.

Enigmatic smile.

Drooping waistline.

Penetrating gaze.

Similar to a faucet having been opened to full blast, Hinata's nose erupted in a fountain of blood. Hinata herself stilled and lifelessly allowed gravity to take a hold of her form – pulling it down to the ground.

He, on the other hand, was utterly delighted.
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