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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’s Notes:
This one’s for kidloco :D

The ending made me think of Icha Icha Paradise. Anyone seen Kakashi? I thought he might be interested hehehe. It’s hot, it’s spicy, it makes me want to be there to tape it! (kidding)

Shamelessly plugging my new fics: The Healer, And Again, Earth Colonies and Animal Mimickers.

Also, would like to get your take which of the following fic I should continue: Sassychan, One or Two, Killing Me, All In Time and Inane Affections.

Disclaimer:
I guess this is mandatory. The foul taste, harrowing feeling that comes every time I have to do it though never goes away.
I (sniff) Do (sniff) Not (sniff) Own (sniff) Naruto (wails).

Ridding Me of Your
By Boyarina

Chapter 30: The Day When Sasuke Still Did Not Get One

Kyuubi-Naruto liked the taste of her blood. The palpable taste of her chi mixed in her life's fluid is a rare elixir he had tasted only from a few he had fed upon. It was intoxicating and almost impossible not to sip from its every last drop.

Men are the usually the ones who possess this kind of precious concoction. Inappropriate as it maybe, there is a sense of excitement (semi-arousal, really) that comes when he had fed on them, but with Sakura, he had this very strong desire to act upon it. Perhaps, Naruto-gaki's infatuation had rubbed off too much on him --pushing him to want to devour her (semi-literally).

Sakura's body is heaving against him. He had locked her in a strangle hold and caged her body into his when she struggled while he drank his fill. He had planned to take in only a few mouthfuls, which he tried to do and failed spectacularly in.

He had ceased lapping at her blood the moment he noticed her screams getting quivery and less punctuated. However, it appears that she has yet to calm down - her lips were chalk white, her eyes clamped shut, her breathing harsh and unrelenting.

“You’re tasty,” Kyuubi-Naruto cackled gleefully. “No wonder the gaki couldn’t get enough of you.”

Sakura’s breath hitched and this soon turned into quick gasps. The hand she had used to vainly to push him away now lay hanging limply on his bare shoulder. Her head - which was held upright before- rolled back, giving him a view of a Sakura barely hanging on to consciousness.

"You're not dying on me now, are you Sakura-chan?" He queried, eyebrows arched up. His expression gradually became a deepened scowl when moments later not a scoff nor a heated response came back.

In rapid-fire movements, he had her down on the floor and had straddled her. His hand was pushed up against her chest, red chakra seeping from his palm into her skin. Kyuubi-Naruto was posed to bite into his wrist, but he hesitated.

If he does this, there would be no going back. From the demands and the angry screams that were ricocheting inside his head, he was painfully being forced to make his decision now.

"This is what you want." Kyuubi-Naruto grumbled. "Do not regret it."

The firm and resounding YES that Kyuubi-Naruto got as a reply lead him to believe that the gaki’s just basically ordering him around now. This great Kyuubi wasn’t one to be pushed around. If he would do this, he would it in his own terms, in his own style. Smirk in place, Kyuubi Naruto rubbed his hands together in a show of great satisfaction.

"Very well. Let's make this pleasurable for her, why don't we?"

Hovering on top of Sakura, Kyuubi-Naruto gathered all that is unholy and perverted. He had it in his mind that once Sakura wakes up, she wouldn’t be moaning in pain. Rather, she would be moaning for quite a different and a wholly opposite reason.

She, in absolute fact, would be moaning gaki’s name. Then, after that, the inevitable.
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Hinata doesn't know how she was able to bust out his place without physically dismembering Sasuke-san. His suggestion had been lewd, incorrigible, immoral, and unconventional. He, in no uncertain terms, would have been castrated on the spot where Neji- or her father had been there the moment he uttered his not-so-brilliant suggestion.

Sasuke-san had been a very difficult man to flee from; not that she had actually fully escaped as of now. He deterred almost all of her escape routes – he had been very persistent in accomplishing his idea that Hinata had been hard-pressed not to scream at him in frustration.

That would not have been very productive and would not have been in character for her to do so.
Huffing and puffing, Hinata looked left and right. She wasn’t about to let her guard down. She was like the road-runner fleeing away from a very Wile E. Sasuke-Coyote. That and the fact that she just remembered that Neji also is still in process of seeking her out and sitting her down to discuss her pledge. If she did not strategize well, she just might end being a human football – grappled to the inch of its life.

Or, she might just be presuming too much. She doesn’t entirely understand why there are two very blush-worthy and nosebleed-worthy Konoha shinobi were after her. Neji-nii’s sudden interest in her pledge and Sasuke-san’s adamant intent to let her see the light that copulation should be the way to go instead of “sterile”, “dull”, “flat” and “stodgy” pledges – weren’t these reasons too preposterous for them to chase her?

Earlier, the moment Sasuke popped his question, Hinata had all but lurched out of the bed. Sasuke had the gall to look indignant in seeing her reaction. He didn’t lose time getting to his feet, effectively blocking the door that was behind him. His incredulous stare bored into her.

“You’re leaving?” Sasuke’s wide stance with his arms folded across his chest clearly bespoke that he was not in agreement with her decision.

Her jaw dropped. “O-of course!” She spluttered. Expression turning sour, she furiously continued, “I-I can’t believe… Was I supposed to just say yes?”

“Most girls would have jumped at the opportunity,” Sasuke quipped. “Besides, it wouldn’t hurt; you’ve got nothing to lose, plus the very important fact that you don’t need to die to get a portion of yourself passed on.” He ran a hand over his hair and gave her a lopsided grin. “More so, I can guarantee that you would enjoy it.”

Hinata clapped both her hand over her nose. The threat of her nose-bleeding and passing out again is becoming all too real once again. She had to get this under control; otherwise there would be no telling what status her hymen would be in by the time she wakes up.

“I-I’m going!” Hinata declared and silently swore Pervert-san! Eyes frantic, she spotted a window off to her left, but on the other side of the bed. Sasuke must have sensed her plan as his stance shifted—he bent his knees and swung one leg behind. If her guess is right, he would either jump her or accost her as she rushes towards the window.

“Aren’t you even going to consider?” Sasuke asked softly, licking his lips. “I’ll make it good, I promise.”

Warmth flooded through her. Hinata really could not figure out why Sasuke-san is acting this way. But, she was not going to stay and find out. Given his tendency to use his manipulative looks and his fetish to basically stupefy her with hentai words, the best course of action is to high-tail it out of here. If it means, blasting her way through his roof, then she would just have to do it.

Her mind made up, Hinata did a half-bow and fairly yelled her apology, “Gomen-nasai!” When Sasuke cocked his head in bewilderment, she pumped chakra into her hands and proceeded to launch herself into the bedroom ceiling. She punched through timbre and metal and tasted sweet freedom seconds later.

“Matte!” Sasuke bellowed.

In her state of mind, Hinata could only focus on the fact that she needed to get away from him as far as she could.
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Sakura felt as though she is on fire. Her blood was surging through her veins so fast, she could smell it and taste it on her mouth. The feeling is not like the time she had a raging fever, but it’s a close one. In fact, the experience that best compares to what she is going through now was the time she and Naruto had that interlude his bedroom.

Aroused.

It was difficult to get air into her lungs. She knew as much that she has her arms intertwined around a neck; her body being continually pushed into a bed. Even with her eyes closed, she could discern the hand rubbing her breast and another caressing her bottom.

The recollection that stood out most in her addled brain was Naruto-monster eating his way through her arm. She didn’t exactly know how events had transcended to how it is now.

She could feel him moving in and out of her. His mouth was on her neck, licking and sucking, traversing the path of her jaw, to her ear. She moaned.

“Naru…” Sakura gasped. She could very well lose herself and her sanity. Her legs then loosely anchored on the back of his hips, now tightened around them, pushing him deeper inside her.

He lightly bit into her lip and tasted her mouth briefly. “I’m coming inside you, Sakura,” he growled. Bending and travelling down her chest, he captured one of her nipples in his lips.

Sakura shuddered, wanting to shake her head no in response. His rough tongue against her hardened nipple had every logical thought flying out of her brain. The tingling, pleasurable feeling she was flooded with was growing in intensity and she…

“Argh!” Her release came hard and fast.

Almost simultaneous to his violent release.

The P.S.
I wish I could draw. I am sorely tempted to have Sakura and Naruto’s scene re-created in picture form. Any takers?
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