So Natural | By : t69 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1435 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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wickedone43: I'll try to do Violate Me's sequel as soon as I can. It may take some time before you see it, though. As you may already know, I do not begin posting unless the piece is finished or is near completion.
LathainZeal: Thank you for the information. Though I already know of Fleshlights, I was unaware that they came in clear versions like Ice Jack. I thought only pink versions existed.
Ino arrived at the medical-nin station a bit earlier than usual. Usually, her pink-haired friend was already present by the time she got there, but not today.
She went over to the pile of patient lists laid out by Shizune earlier that morning. She yawned a little and browsed through the clipboards, looking for the one with her name on it. As she was searching, her mind wandered to raven-haired senior. ‘The hospital sure is lucky to have someone like Shizune-senpai. I mean, she’s one of the last to leave the hospital and is the first to arrive to deck the patients to the medical-nin. In between, she also runs errands for Tsunade-sama. She’s certainly very dedicated to her work.’ Ino found her patient list and ambled to one of the desks, sitting down next to it while reading the contents of the documents on her clipboard. ‘I heard that she’s so busy that she never got around to finding someone to be with, though,’ the blonde said, a bit of sadness lacing her voice at her senior’s supposed loneliness, ‘Well, that is unless those rumors about her are true’
She closed her eyes for a while as she recalled the gossip she had heard about the raven-haired medical-nin finding love in the most unexpected of places. There have been whispers about the woman taking on a handsome and much younger lover who was said to be very… skilled in certain competencies. Ino had asked the man point-blank if the rumors were true. He merely smiled and evaded the question, much to the kunoichi’s dismay.
Yakushi Kabuto sure had sure changed a lot. Of that, Ino was certain.
At the end of the war, the silver-haired shinobi had come to the Godaime Hokage, seeking guidance so that he could “find himself.” At too young an age, he had begun embarking on risky missions for Konoha’s sake, taking on so many false lives, subconsciously melding them with his own fledgling one. The village benefited; the young man did not. In the end, he became confused, not knowing who he was. He yearned for a sense of self and a purpose for living.
Taking pity, Tsunade had taken the man despite the vehement objection of plenty of ninja, particularly her elderly advisors, citing the devastation his Summoning: Impure World Resurrection had incurred during the war. To alleviate concerns, she placed him under the careful watch of Shizune. The raven-haired kunoichi was initially suspicious, but found that he was truly sincere about his desire to pay for his crimes against the people of Konoha by offering his services as a medical-nin. It was during this time, rumor had it, that sparks began flying.
She couldn’t blame her senior for being attracted to the man. Aside from the fact that both were medical-nin, the man was quite good-looking. Truthfully, Ino had found the bespectacled medical-nin to be quite attractive even way back during her first chūnin exam. Now twenty-seven years old, he was quite a sight to behold. For starters, he was remarkably well-built for a medical-nin. The blonde kunoichi had had to heal a few gashes in his chest before and she was pleasantly surprised to find that he had a chiseled body underneath those dorky-looking clothes of his. He had only grown more handsome as time passed, his ever-present glasses giving him an erudite appeal. To change his image a bit, he decided to keep his hair short and now sported a hairdo that made him resemble the Nidaime Hokage. Even Tsunade was struck by the ninja’s resemblance to her granduncle and genuinely wondered if he was a distant relative.
People treated him roughly at first given his shadowy past, but as people saw his perseverance and sincerity, they began to embrace him as part of Konoha. The man even has his own fan club now, majority of the members of which were co-workers of the hunky and intelligent shinobi.
Ino laughed. ‘Konoha certainly doesn’t have a shortage on attractive men.’
Her mind, then, wandered to another of those “attractive men” and she promptly shuddered as she remembered her vivid and scorching dream that woke her at four o’clock in the morning and left her so edgy that she was unable to sleep any more; thus explaining why she was so early today. Her loins quivered a little at the memory. ‘Damn! It felt so real!’ she thought. ‘The encounter at the hot springs, those rumors about him being very, uh, gifted and being an extremely skilled lover, and all my pent-up desire for him must’ve all combined to make that really detailed fantasy.’ She sighed. ‘I wouldn’t mind being trapped in that dream, being pleasured by him like that for all eternity,’ she decided, her cheeks aflame.
“I think it’s about time I told Sakura about this,” she stated, “Maybe she can give me some advice. She’s a brainy little bitch, after all–” Ino stopped abruptly, her face falling as she remembered her pink-haired friend’s current condition. “Still,” she said, her voice brimming with hopefulness and conviction, “I have to try. Who knows? Maybe she’ll be able to stay focused enough today to actually hear me finish everything. I’ll try not to sound like a sex-crazed stalker when I tell her, though. Wouldn’t want to appear too obsessed.” She chuckled a little, and silently prayed that luck would be on her side today. Her eyes made their way once more to the temporarily forgotten documents before her that demanded attention.
After a few minutes, Sakura finally arrived. ‘Ah, perfect. Now I can–’ Ino stared at the pinkette. ‘Hey, I remember that outfit. She’s only worn that once before. Why wear it today? What’s so special about today?’ the blonde pondered, ‘And is that girly pin on her hair?’ Ino mentally deliberated for a few moments and decided that she would clear everything that had anything to do with why Sakura has been so out of it lately once and for all before addressing her own concerns.
“What’s with the outfit, Forehead?” the blonde medical-nin began.
Ino landed gracefully on the pavement below. The chat with Sakura had been refreshing, not to mention quite arousing, and although the pinkette wasn’t able to give actual advice and tips, Sakura’s affirmation alone was enough. Her best friend had unknowingly shattered the only barrier that was preventing the lovely kunoichi from pursuing the handsome Aburame. ‘Thank you, Forehead,’ Ino thought.
Ino looked around. At least fifteen minutes had passed since she saw Shino pass by the area so it was not surprising that the hunky ninja was nowhere in sight. “I suppose I could go around jumping from rooftop to rooftop to search for him…” Ino began, “but why let my jutsu and skills go to waste?” With a smirk on her lips, the beautiful kunoichi made a few hand seals. After the last seal, she made a small rectangle with the thumb and index finger of both hands, peering through and targeting a girl with silly pigtails that she saw gawking at the sexy bug-nin a while ago.
“Mind Skip.”
Ino’s consciousness zoomed into the girl that she had targeted. Ino skimmed across the girl’s recent memories and found another person in the area that the latter saw look at the Aburame and note his path. The girl made a box with her fingers and targeted that person. In a split-second, Ino had entered the new target and she did the same steps she did within the girl with the silly pigtails. Ino’s consciousness zigzagged through the streets of Konoha like a single beam of light within a room of a thousand mirrors. She eventually landed onto someone who was actually seeing the Aburame at the moment. She swiftly got her bearings and then allowed the man’s body to face the hospital before making a rectangle with his hands. Ino zoomed into her own body and caught herself just before her face made contact with the pavement. She stood up, a grin on her face.
“There you are.”
She jumped onto the nearest rooftop, leaving a bunch of people wondering why they were making rectangles with their fingers.
Given the amount of distance that the bug-nin had covered over the period of time, Ino was able to deduce that Shino was taking his sweet time taking a look around. ‘Buying stuff for his mom, perhaps?’ she mentally conjectured. A few more moments, she arrived at the shopping district and looked around. She found him in a jewelry shop, mulling over some necklaces.
“Hey, Shino.”
“Oh, good morning, Ino,” greeted the tall man, “What brings you here?”
“Actually, Shino, I wanted to–”
“Which one looks better?” asked the bug-nin, holding out two items: a thin platinum rope with a variety of pendants equally spaced along the chain, and a simple but elegant gold herringbone necklace. “If you were to choose, which one would you pick?”
“Er,” the blonde muttered, a bit perplexed. “That one, I suppose,” she said, pointing to the herringbone necklace. The bug-nin thanked her and told the saleslady that he would like to procure the item, reaching into his pocket to get his wallet.
“By the way, would you happen to know if there are red tulips available in the Yamanaka Flower Shop, Ino?” Shino inquired of the blonde. “I know you live on your own now, but I’m quite certain you know about these things.”
“Well, my father always makes it a point to always have some on stock since it’s quite a favorite for people who…”
“People who declare their love for another, I know. I want to procure some for tonight, since I plan to do just that with my date,” stated the handsome bug-nin who now taking the velvet box which contained the necklace from the cashier. “Thanks for the help, Ino. I’ll be seeing you.” Shino waved goodbye to the lovely blonde and went for the door.
Ino just stared at his retreating form as he left the shop. ‘And possibly my life as a woman,’ she added mentally. She kept staring blankly at the door long after the Aburame had left, suppressing the sorrow and disappointment that began to well within her. One of the sales personnel tapped her shoulder a couple of times.
“Excuse me, ma’am, are you alright?” inquired the concerned saleslady.
“I… I don’t think so,” she replied, her lips trembling a bit.
Ino began the long trek home. Upon entering her room, she dove into the sheets and hugged one of her pillows. She poked at the stuffed cartoon butterfly once more, but the silly movement caused no smile to appear this time around. She felt a tear run along her face, just like it did a week ago before going to the hot springs. This time, though, she felt another, and another… Until she could not distinguish between drops, each azure eye producing a steady stream.
Author's Comments: The last part will be posted in a few days, and yes, it will be very... action-packed. 'til then!
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