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Hypernike
A Naruto challenge-thing
By
EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.
(sunbathing naruto x peeping tom ino OTP?)

Big, bright, enthusiastic smiles shined brightly from the handsome, young faces of Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha. The boys were waiting outside their shared house in the Uchiha compound, waiting eagerly for that old guy to arrive.
They could see the man in the near distance, coming down the street silent and alone. If he saw them from that far off, he did not indicate it.
A simple, black cane clicked woodenly against the surface of the road. Bandages covered the right eye, and much of the rest of the elderly man's face. His right arm, also, was slung across his chest, giving the old soldier a lame appearance.
But this guy was actually a pretty cool old dude, in the young duo's opinion. For one, he had been dropping by periodically for the past year to help the pair with their training, and while he was a rather laconic sort they had nonetheless gathered that this apparently crippled old geezer had once been a candidate for Third Hokage, opposite Old Man Sarutobi himself. Apparently he also used to be involved in the ANBU Black Ops, or something, and remembered tons of old fashioned training exercises from those days.
Plus, he knew all sorts of awesome jutsu, both forbidden and otherwise, and had been supplying Naruto and Sasuke with miscellaneous instructional scrolls, for which the pair were ever grateful. Even the Uchiha library had only a limited assortment, most of the more dangerous and forbidden techniques having never been actually copied down, since the sharingan granted its users a nearly eidetic memory anyways.
So he was a big help to both of them, that Danzo Shimura fellow.
"Dan-jii!" shouted Naruto enthusiastically out of the blue, no longer able to stand still in waiting. He shot forward like a blond ballistic missile, impacting bodily into the wizened veteran's chest.
"Shimura-sensei," said Sasuke more sedately, giving the man a respectful bow. He walked forward more slowly to join up with the two, greeting the helpful senior with proper veneration.
"Oof," grunted Danzo quietly, Naruto wrapped tightly around his waist. Though he didn't outwardly appear affected, his voice let on just the smallest bit of pain from Naruto's tackle. Not that it was anything the head of the officially-disbanded Root branch of ANBU couldn't handle. "I see you have been using those strength building exercises I taught you, Naruto-kun."
Naruto let go sheepishly, then, realizing that he was probably hurting the old man.
"Oh, yeah," he said, looking appropriately contrite, scratching the back of his neck. He then immediately brightened up once more, getting excited. "They've been real useful! Do you have any new trainings for us, Dan-jii?"
"Nothing you can use now," said Danzo calmly. "As advanced as your skills are, your bodies need time to develop a little more before undertaking the more extreme exercises. But I did manage to dig up a couple of my old, personal wind style jutsu scrolls for you, Naruto-kun. And Hiruzen loaned me some spare Sarutobi katon scrolls for you, Sasuke-kun."
The Uchiha smiled faintly.
"Thanks, sensei," he said, appropriately grateful. "Come on, then. Let's head back to me and Naruto's place. I'll get us something to eat."
Danzo gave Sasuke a rare smile, and followed the boy as he led them back to the house.
They walked down the main street of the Uchiha compound. Empty houses and dilapidated storefronts passed them by on either side as they went, most of the district being abandoned and unused. A few places, though, here and there, were in visibly better shape than the others. These had been spruced up by Naruto and Sasuke, used for various purposes in either their training or their day-to-day lives.
Danzo's cane clicked audibly with every step, the steady metronome measuring out a rather respectable pace for a man at his age. They arrived shortly at Sasuke and Naruto's house, not far from the former's childhood home.
Originally, Naruto had wanted to move into the clan head's old place with Sasuke, since the boy already lived their, but Sasuke had been unable to do this. While the memories of the massacre did not affect him as deeply as they might have otherwise, that place of all others nonetheless just held too much pain for him. It was too early, the wounds still too fresh.
So they had moved into a similar – if smaller – house just far enough away for the traumatized Uchiha heir to be comfortable.
Danzo removed his sandals as they stepped through the door, politely setting them aside. Naruto and Sasuke did the same, glancing at one another just the tiniest bit sheepishly.
"You two go ahead to the den," Sasuke said softly to Naruto and Danzo. "I'll put some tea on to boil."
Naruto nodded, and Danzo gave Sasuke a rare smile.
"What a polite young man," he said appreciatively. "You do your generation proud, Sasuke-kun."
The Uchiha waved the compliment off as though it were no big deal.
"My mom always told me to respect my elders," he said, somewhat absentmindedly.
"She must have been a very wise woman," said Danzo quietly.
Sasuke smiled. The expression was just the tiniest bit morose.
"Yeah..." he said slowly. "She was."
After that, Naruto and Danzo went into the sitting room to wait while Sasuke headed into the kitchen.
The blond and the old man knelt down on opposite sides of a low table, seating themselves on tatami mats. The room was eclectically furnished, adorned with everything from houseplants and gravure pin ups chosen by Naruto, to calligraphy scrolls and antique weapons selected by Sasuke. It was just a little untidy, in the way that a lived-in room will naturally look.
There was an almost cozy sort of feel to the room. Danzo, looking around with his one visible eye, was smiling the slightest bit.
"Ah, to be young again..." he mused, glancing in particular at the poster of a very lovely and buxom young brunette lounging very suggestively on a beach towel, the straps of her bikini top visibly undone, her tight string bottom riding low on a round, soft, and perfectly tanned ass.
Naruto's ears turned a little pink, and he coughed nervously. Almost, he expected to receive a prompt lecture from the old man about respecting women and not objectifying them with such inappropriate things, like Iruka-sensei had done that one time he'd made the mistake of bringing a skin rag into class.
But Danzo didn't say anything else about the highly age-inappropriate piece of decor, and his eye soon moved elsewhere.
He scanned over scrolls depicting old proverbs, all written in Sasuke's neat and precise hand. They depicted sayings like 'vigilance will not miscarry' and 'discipline begets strength'. It was very spartan and laconic, belying the natural shinobi mindset of a true-blooded Uchiha.
Danzo silently approved.
Next, he glanced over the various weapons. They were many and varied, no doubt gathered from the homes of countless Uchiha.
There were sickles and bo staffs, weighted chains and windmill shurinken, tonfa and tanto, katana and wakizashi, kunai and sai, nunchaku and naginata, tetsubo and trident, and so many more besides. This collection represented a considerable arsenal in its own right, and Danzo fancied that both these boys were able to use every one of the weapons present.
Anybody who tried to invade this particular homestead would no doubt find themselves on the receiving end of some especially sweet justice.
It was around this point that Sasuke came in, carrying a teapot and tea cups, along with a tray of onigiri.
"Here, Shimura-sensei," he said politely, pouring out a cup for the old man.
Danzo smiled.
Yes, these boys were turning out just fine. Hiruzen would be happy to hear of their progress.
"Thank you very much, Sasuke-kun," said the old war hawk warmly.

Sakura Haruno was a smart girl. Maybe even the smartest one in their class, academically speaking. Certainly, she got the consistently highest scores in written tests and theoretical work, and all her teachers lauded her intellect.
She had flawless chakra control, too, and had all but mastered the so-called "Academy Three" of bunshin, henge, and kawarimi. Her teachers said she was sure to go far. Her father and mother were very proud of her, and said she was sure to become a great kunoichi.
And while Sakura was not the best in sparring, she had a firm grasp of the basic academy taijutsu, and her shurikenjutsu was pretty good for her age, too. She excelled in the academic portions of the academy, and she was at least passable in the practical parts.
In terms of overall, average scores, Sakura placed neatly in the middle of her year. High written test scores were only brought down by mediocre sparring placement, diets undertaken for vanity's sake unfortunately enfeebling her when it came time for the exchange of physical blows.
Still, though, her instructors said that Sakura was a very bright girl. They said that with her book smarts and chakra control, she could easily get herself an apprenticeship in the Cryptanalysis Squad or Medic Corps once she graduated. They said she was sure to go far. Her parents were very proud of their little girl.
But as for Sakura herself...
...her concerns for the future were far more romantic in nature.
"Sasuke-kun..." she whimpered, shyly watching her crush from behind a tree during recess. He was talking and laughing with Naruto, a usually stern and stoic demeanor dissolving into warmth and cheer as he and the blond traded banter like old friends.
They both looked bright and gay, chatting and chortling there so pleasantly in the sun.
Sakura blushed. She felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. Butterflies flitted through her stomach.
Steeling her courage, Sakura went forward.
"Um, hi..." she said awkwardly to the pair, stepping out of the shadows and raising a hand in greeting. "I'm Sakura... We're in the same class."
Naruto looked up at her and beamed.
"Sakura-chan?" he said. His grin was wide and toothy, his eyes a striking, sparkling blue. It was a deeper, richer hue than Ino's, and Sakura was slightly taken aback by the sheer vibrance of the color. "Hehehe, thats a perfect! A pretty name for a pretty girl."
Sakura's eyes widened, and her blush deepened considerably. She was caught seriously off guard by this compliment. Most kids made fun of her for being a teacher's pet, or teased her about having a large forehead. Sakura was momentarily staggered, uncertain what to say.
She needn't have worried about what to say, though. Sasuke just gave her a small smile.
"You look pretty lonely," he said, "Following us from the shadows like that. Why don't you come over here and sit with us?"
Sakura stared at him, dumbstruck. She had no idea what to say. She couldn't believe this was actually happening to her.
Naruto smiled.
"Come on!" he said. "No need to hide, Sakura-chan. A pretty face like that should be showed off to the world!"
The girl smiled, blushing. Emboldened by these words, she went forward. Sakura sat down between Naruto and Sasuke.
She didn't join the conversation. She didn't feel the need.
She just sat there and listened to them talk, basking in the pair's presence.
It was so nice, here in the sunlight...

"I'm the guy who's gonna bring peace to this world! Believe it!"
Naruto yawned, drowsily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He felt a familiarly odd yet pleasurable sensation in his thing, which was standing up under his boxers. The way it strained against his boxers was almost painful, too much so to bear.
Irritably, the blond threw off his covers. He was wearing nothing but a light, oversized T-shirt and a pair of frog-patterned boxers which he'd gotten from some mysterious donor. But the boxers were being stretched out to their limit by Naruto's stiff wang, and the blond decided it would be easier to just take the underwear off for now.
It wasn't like there was anyone here besides him and Sasuke.
"Huhh, I had that dream again..." Naruto mumbled to himself as he finessed the elastic waistband of his underwear over his erection. "So weird."
Popping his boxers over his prick, Naruto let them fall. The garments fell in a heap about his feet, and Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched his arms over his head, arching his back.
"Oh, man," he groaned, his dick bobbing and swaying as he moved about his bedroom. "That feels SO much better. Whoever invented pants was a total bastard."
Naruto walked over to the window, looking up at the sun that was just peeking up over Konoha's skyline. He smiled, before removing his shirt too. Naruto basked in the sunlight, glorying in the feel of the golden kiss against his naked body.
His bronze, incredibly muscular form (for someone only just going through puberty) was dappled by the sunlight. A long, thick penis of faintly unbelievable proportions twitched and throbbed in the warm of the light. It was big and meaty, curved like a scimitar. It pointed far to the right: the sign of a destined ruler, or so old housewives would have you believe.
It should be noted that Naruto's room was on the first floor.
This will be important, rather shortly.
Ino Yamanaka was at the top of her class, in overall scores. While Sasuke Uchiha ranked higher than her in ninjutsu, genjutsu, and taijutsu, his average was dragged down by low assertiveness and participation scores. So Ino was number one in overall grades, with Sasuke in second place.
Ino saw herself as generous, talented, intelligent young woman. She was best friends with Sakura Haruno, having taken the girl under her wing, and was happy to assist her friend wherever she could.
Even if that meant going to the old Uchiha Compound with Sakura to give her moral support in meeting up with her crush. Even if that crush was one on whom Ino also had something of a crush. But friends were friends, and Ino would support Sakura in her endeavors.
It certainly did not hurt the blonde's decision to leave Sasuke for Sakura when she saw a certain Naruto Uzumaki basking naked in the sun.
Ino was a bright girl, and generally more mature than her peers. She already had some rudimentary (and NOT so rudimentary) knowledge on such adult matters as sex. And while she hadn't even gotten her first kiss yet (dad didn't count!), Ino knew roughly enough about the fundamental theories of reproductive biology to appreciate the fine, fine, fine specimen of man just parading himself nude in front of the window.
Naruto didn't notice them, and Sakura was too caught up in thoughts of meeting Sasuke at his home to notice Naruto, but Ino saw him. She saw him in the flesh, about as thoroughly as you could see someone without cutting them open.
Oh, she saw him.
Ino saw Naruto naked. And she liked what she saw.
Oh, how she liked it.
It was with red cheeks, a bleeding nose, and a more adult kind of new crush that Ino followed Sakura up to the doorstep.
For the rest of the day, Naruto's naked body was the only thing Ino could think of.
Hinata and Sasuke didn't know it yet, but they now had a new, more fearsome rival than ever before to contend with.

A/N: This fic is not a high priority, honestly. Hence the two and a half months since the last update.
I still hope you guys like it, though!
Updated: 4-28-14
TTFN and R&R!
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