Incredible Ninjas | By : eva630texas Category: Naruto > General Views: 5028 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I wish I did. I'd love to have all the money earned from exclusive ownership of Naruto, but... I don't make a penny. |
A few people have written reviews about how they were expecting basically what I have in my summary. Originally, this was going to be an all sex fic each chapter, but after writing my original chapter 2, I realized I needed background. That is when this thing grew a bit of a plot. I need to show you how a few certain characters got from point A to point B before I upload original chapter 2. This chapter will deliver a little bit of what I’ve promised and we are getting very close to the point where I will be uploading the original chapter 2.
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Naruto wanted to celebrate with ramen, but Ichirakus closed at 9:00 PM on Sundays. So instead, the 7th Hokage to be began to wander the streets with a firm pout set upon his face. ‘Stupid Ichirakus. Can’t get delicious ramen on the most important day of my life! Stupid Teuchi-san for not staying open for me so I can celebrate becoming Hokage. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.’ At around this point, Naruto kicked a bench really hard. While he was jumping up and down and swearing at his stubbed toe, an older gentlemen down the street took notice. “Ah, Hokage-sama!” Teuchi shouted with a broad grin on his face. Naruto squinted in Teuchi’s general direction and finally realized who it was. “Hey, old man!” Naruto bellowed running towards the ramen master. “Long time no see!” In seconds, Teuchi was wrapped in the tightest bear hug of his life. Apparently Naruto really missed him. “Yes, it has been a while!” Teuchi wouldn’t wipe the grin on his face. “Tomorrow I wanted to hear all about your training, but tonight!” Teuchi brandished a large package that was previously strapped to his shoulder. Inside the package were several large to go containers of Naruto’s favorite ramen (basically all of them). “Congratulations, and enjoy!” Naruto’s eyes couldn’t sparkle any brighter. “Thanks old man!” Kiba and Shikamaru were walking down the street together when Akamaru began to bark. Both shinobi immediately went on the alert, crouched low and began to sense out the enemy. After just losing a Hokage, now would be the perfect opportunity for another country to gain foothold here in Konoha… But the only thing that Kiba’s nose could detect was ramen. He wasn’t surprised went Akamaru ran off in one direction to discover Naruto sitting on the very park bench he stubbed his toe on earlier eating his fifth tub of ramen. “Hey Akama- OOF!” Was all Naruto could get out before he was thoroughly glomped by the nin-dog. The last time Akamaru saw Naruto, the boy was saving his life. “Hahahaha! Akamaru! I missed you too! Now get off! You’re heavy and you stink!” “Yo! Naruto!” Kiba and Shikamaru sauntered up, both with crooked smiles fixed on their faces. “Is ramen really the best way to celebrate after being sworn in as a future Hokage?” Shikamaru asked. “I tink sho!” Naruto exclaimed through a mouthful of noodles. Nothing could make him happier. Offering 3 of the remaining containers to his visitors, Kiba, Shika and Akamaru where more than happy to sit down and keep Naruto company. Pleasant banter, slaps on the back and congratulations were exchange over the next few minutes. Meanwhile, several of familiar shinobi passed by headed in the same direction that Kiba, Akamaru and Shikamaru were originally going. “So why am I seeing so many people going that way?” Naruto asked when a bubbly Ino passed by accompanied by the kind and patient Chouji. Shikamaru scratched his head and sighed a bit before answering, “Don’t hold this against us. We always knew that it was important for team 7 to find Sasuke so we never told you or Sakura about it. They are headed to the Shinobi Club…” “Shinobi… Club…? I didn’t know there was a Shinobi Club.” “Eh. That is the point. You really aren’t supposed to know about it. It is kind of like a haven for shinobi who have experienced trauma. The only way someone can know about it is if someone tells them about it. Genin aren’t even allowed in. Ino dragged Sakura there once, but because of all her hospital training, she never came back.” “Well what do they do there? Play cards? Tell war stories? Sharpen weapons together?” Kiba and Shikamaru both snickered. “Sharpen weapons together?” Kiba repeated. “Hmmm, maybe something like that. Wanna come? We are headed out that way.” “Sure!” If something was exclusively all higher level shinobi, Naruto wanted to be there. With the ramen finished and packed away, the four set out for the “Shinobi Club”. After passing through the park, the four jumped and took to the trees. “Why are we going so fast now?” The ramen Naruto had earlier was sloshing uncomfortably in his stomach as he flew though the trees. He couldn’t help but notice a bunch of scantily clad civilian women they were passing by. Some were talking to familiar faces like Genma and Raidou. “Because the civilians want to know where this place is, but they aren't allowed to know,” Kiba huffed. The ramen he had wasn’t sitting well with him either. Finally landing in front of a giant rock, Naruto looked confused. “Why are we in a giant field?” “Shhh.” Placing a hand on the rock, Naruto could see Shikamaru draw chakra to his palm. “You can only get in if you know how to manipulate chakra.” Kiba laughed hysterically. “Lee couldn’t get in to save his life!” They all snickered for a moment as the rock opened to reveal and narrow pathway. Music pumped from the opening and Naruto couldn’t help but bob his head as he entered. What he saw as he entered shocked him. Shinobi are shameless. The club was huge and packed full of booths, dance floors, tables, games and flashing lights… but the bizarre part was that on several surfaces, shinobi were getting very familiar with each other. It was like it didn’t matter who batted for what team. Kurenai and Anko were making out in one corner. Kotetsu had Izumo bent over a table near the entrance prepping him for a good, hard fuck. In Naruto’s head, some of it made sense. Shinobi were incredible athletes and had to be in peak physical condition (for the most part). Oh course they would be comfortable… even proud of their naked bodies. But Naruto had never seen this many half naked to fully nude people in just one area. On top of that, team 7 had to be one of the most conservative groups Konoha had seen in a long time. Wait… team 7… SAKURA HAD ALREADY BEEN HERE ONCE HERSELF!? Naruto’s Sakura? Was she still a virgin? Had she been with anyone while Naruto was off training? Always a genius, Shikamaru leaned over and whispered, “Don’t worry. Sakura was only here for about 45 seconds before she was groped once and then ran out. We had to get a new rock…. She broke the last one.” Oddly intrigued… Naruto began to explore the underground cavern. He saw a couple of bars tucked away in different corners serving alcohol and immediately rushed over to one to get himself a drink or three to handle what he was witnessing. A gin and tonic, three shots of whiskey and half a bottle of saki later, and he was completely at peace with the fact that Chouji was sitting right next to him with a small audience ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the fact that he could make his penis expand and contract and Neji and Tenten were going at it hanging from the ceiling of all places… “I guess that is one was to test chakra control…” He mumbled. His companions had abandoned him at the bar. Ino had already stripped herself of her bindings and was now wrapping her bare legs around a fully clothed and stoic Shikamaru. Kiba was off at the other bar chatting up… something pink!? Was that Sakura?? Naruto flashed over in an instant. “Sakura!? What are you doing here?” Obviously tipsy, she fell forward into a very happy Kiba’s lap. “What do you think I’m doing? I’m getting drunk!” Taking another swig of her drink, she swung aroung in Kiba’s lap, bang on the countertop at the bar and yelled, “Shots! Shots over here!” As the bartender meandered over to Sakura (with an obvious glare on his face) she leaned over and shouted (though she was sure she was whispering) into Kiba’s ear, “You know Kiba… I always thought you were cute. Well, not really. Only after you stopped wearing that stupid jacket you used to carry Akamaru in. Then I could see your pretty brown hair and I decided that you were almost as cute as Sasuke…” “Haha! Really now? Sounds like you need another drink!” While Kiba grabbed the two shots sitting on the bar, Naruto finally managed to snap out of his daze and pull Sakura off of Kiba’s lap. “You obviously don’t know what you are doing, Sakura!” Before he could say another word, Sakura slapped him hard. “Get yer hands off of me!” To Naruto’s surprise, it was Kakashi of all people who pulled Naruto from Sakura and off to the side.
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