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Genjutsu Gone Right	By : sandman-nobody Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 159777 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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A/N: Wow, so more great reviews! And I can’t begin to explain how happy I am for that. However, I am noticing a certain theme that I feel like I should address. That being the fear people have that including a harem would affect the quality I’ve been able to bring up until this point. After this chapter I will be addressing this so if you are interested or concerned about a Harem or keeping the story about Sakura please read it once you’ve finished. To everyone else, sit back and enjoy.
Tag(s): Body-Swap, Shower, Virgin, Public-Arousal.
Girl(s): Ino, Sakura.
Word(s): 10,818
Chapter 4
“Huh!? But why?” The sheer disappointment in Naruto’s tone carried for a good block. Stood outside the mission hall, their day had been short and easy. Expecting another day like the other, Sakura’s frustrated expression burned anew as she repeated her news.
“I told you Naruto, I stayed too late yesterday. My parents knew I was with you. And now their pissed.” Though, that wasn’t entirely accurate. More than anything her mother had had the largest reaction to her coming home well after dark. And even then, the look on her face had been closer to fear. Which confused the teenager to no end. Sure he could be a pain in the ass, but that didn’t make him dangerous or anything. Of course her mother seemed to think otherwise as she all but demanded Sakura to never see him.
Again.
“Seriously, you should have seen them. They actually talked about me quitting being a ninja, as if I would. God, when are they going to stop treating me like a little kid?” To which Naruto could feel a nervous tightening in his gut.
Of course they hated him. How could they not, knowing what he was? That being said, there wasn’t a lot he could actually do about it. Unless, could he? Maybe the best solution for this whole ordeal would be for him to meet them and ‘suggest’ that he wasn’t the crazed demon they thought he was? Though, the memory of the scary woman brandishing a skillet still sent a shiver up his spine. Sakura went on, trying to ease his drawn expression.
“Listen, it’s just for today okay? I’d ignore them completely if they weren’t going on a trip tomorrow morning. They’ll be gone a whole week and we won’t have to worry about them at all. Okay?” Rolling her eyes, it was clear what she thought about the ordeal. But Naruto was just as happy. Still, he nodded his head and agreed to hold off for the day.
“Thanks. My mom’s waiting for me so I should probably get going. And please try not to do anything stupid cuz you’re bored?”
While he wasn’t sure what constituted stupid, his agreed none the less. His reward being a soft and quick peck on the cheek. His grin returned in full force. “See you tomorrow.” And then she was gone.
Naruto Stared after her, eyes squinting against the sun still shining overhead. The days Sakura couldn’t hang out were honestly the worst. But it wasn’t as though he didn’t have anything to keep him occupied. The opposite in fact. Ever since they started dating, his training regimen had become laughably lax. And the last thing he needed was to fall behind now of all times.
Compared to an afternoon of hot sex with his girlfriend, something about the thought of doing push-ups and sit ups in an empty field seemed less than satisfying. But his dream of being Hokage was as real as ever. And maybe it would do some good to pick up where he started. With little else to consider, the blonde young man started towards the training field completely unaware of the blue eyes watching his every move. It was only when she was sure that he wouldn’t be turning around that she finally went to follow after the departed pinkette.
“I hate this plan.” Shikamaru made sure to point out even as the three members of team six sailed over the tops of buildings in an attempt to catch up with Ino’s rival. Said blond haired girl showed the boy just what she thought of his opinion, an annoyed sneer sent over her shoulder and in his direction.
“I told you. Billboard Brow is hiding something and I’m going to find out what. If she’s really dating Naruto over Sasuke, than I want to see just what makes Ramen Breath so goddamned special.” Shikamaru, struggling to keep up with her twisted reasoning, finally just sighed knowing that he couldn’t talk her out of it. Something about Sakura seemed to make his teammate even more unreasonable than usual.
Ino stopped three buildings ahead of Sakura watching her progress from above. Between the two buildings was another narrow alley way, one that the three ninja jumped down to in preparation. From around the corner Ino peered the crystalline color of her eyes darkening as the other girl waked ever closer.
She watched the Sakura’s disgruntled steps and stiff posture. No matter how she looked at it the other girl seemed actually upset at losing an afternoon with her teammate. If anything, that simply made the girl’s teeth clench harder, a slight twinge in her jaw finally forcing her to relax.
She knew she shouldn’t get so worked up- over Sakura especially. But part of her couldn’t help but feel well and truly irritated at the ease with which her ex-best friend had moved on from their shared crush.
That day, the day they’d declared to be rivals for Sasuke’s love, it was the same day their friendship died. For the longest time that had seemed like it had meant something, to both of them. That it was somehow proof of how deeply their hearts longed for lone survivor. But for Sakura to give up so easily, to just move on to someone else, it shattered that image. And Ino could only question if her feelings were really so shallow, what did that say about the friendship they’d destroyed for them?
All over again Ino could feel her chest ach. An ugly frown marring her otherwise fair features. But she forced herself to return to the matter at hand. Behind her, the fatty and Mr. lazy bones were primed to act on her signal. The approaching footsteps of Sakura’s sandals echoed, but Ino waited until she finally stepped into the line of the ally before acting. Her hand chopped forward in an obvious and explicit motion. Shikamaru followed as he’d been instructed, the familiar crest of his family’s hand seal braced against his chest.
“Shadow Possession Jutsu.” Dry and bored, the results were no less subtle as the shadow under his feet shot forward with all the presence of a light breeze. It reached Sakura in a matter of seconds.
Wholly unprepared for the sudden assault, her eyes turned just in time to feel her body lock up in an inescapable hold. Her mouth opened in silent exclamation. Eyes widening at the sight of her rival, whatever words she would have struggled out were silenced by the sight of Ino’s own hand sign, a unique circle and cross hair of her own fingers aiming the signature Yamanaka technique.
‘Hwoooo’
Something akin to a wolf’s howl echoed through the air as the invisible attack soared towards its target. Sakura’s shocked eyes widened further. In a single moment, the hair around her face blown back. But a moment later, both of the girls found their bodies suddenly prone. The shift in consciousness slow to take hold.
Ino awoke a few moments after the attack. Rather than her brilliant blue she found herself staring at the world through emerald green eyes. Behind her, Shikamaru had managed to catch her new body before it had slumped into the dirt. While Choji juggled her usual form. Burdened by the vertigo of getting used to a new body, she struggled to raise to her full height. Managing only after a few shaken steps.
“Well this certainly goes down as one of your worse ideas.” Shikamaru’s tone carried an undertone of bite. Ino, starring at her own hand and new body didn’t even give him a glance.
“Oh, lighten up, you just need to watch my body for a few minutes. I’m the one that actually has to hang out with Naruto.” Light and airy, when the boy’s name came up her tone rotted as though she was referring to some kind of disease. Shikamaru, hearing his teammate’s vanity shining through, couldn’t help but curl his features. But chose not to comment.
Ino took a moment to admire her friend’s body, ultimately finding it deplorably inadequate. Everything from the fitting and texture of her clothes to the state of her long pink hair, mussed and tangled after a long day screamed of . Sneering to herself the teenage girl wanted to laugh at Sakura’s pathetic attempt at beauty. But then, not everyone could be as naturally radiant as herself. Shrugging her shoulders, a dismissive sigh fell from her nose before she turned back towards the two boys, features drawn and irrigated.
“I don’t need to remind to you losers to look after my body until I get back. I’m just going to take forehead here on a little walk. See how Naruto really is to get Sakura all up and fussy.” Hands on her hips and posed to extenuate curves her current body didn’t really have, the picture of her expression and mannerisms on Sakura’s face was an eerie sight. Choji especially seemed to shrink back, his already troubled expression becoming even more so as the days events continued to unfold.
“And this is all still for Sasuke? Somehow?” Shikamaru’s dubious tone rang out. Eyes narrowed, the familiar slouch of his relaxed posture was gone. Seeing his disturbed attitude, Ino bristled accordingly. The dismissive and arrogant expression changing to that of defense.
“What else would it be?” she challenged. But Shikamaru didn’t answer. Closing his eyes, he shook his head and walked back to the shell of his friend left sprawled on the ally floor.
“I agree to help you do this because I could see that you were going to no matter how much trouble you got yourself in.” His hands reached under her arms and pulled the body until it rested against the adjacent building’s wall. Giving a big sigh, he straightened before casting the girl a pitiable stare over his shoulder. “I just hope you find what you’re looking for.”
Ino stared back at him, feeling strangely cold in her chest. Lazy, sleepy, that was the kind of guy she was used to seeing in her teammate. So it was a bit disquieting seeing him suddenly this awake. It was embarrassing to say that she was the first to look away, an oblivious air about her as she pretend not to acknowledge the tense the atmosphere.
“Thanks!” chirping and bright, Shikamaru’s expression didn’t change even as he watched her move towards the ally’s opening. “Try not to miss me too much, huh?” and giggling, even she couldn’t deny the off edge it carried. Stubborn until the end, gave both boys a wave before her departure, leaving Shikamaru and Choji to stare after her, neither convinced.
“Shikamaru, what are we supposed to do now?” Choji’s expression was very much the same as when he’d eaten something that didn’t agree with him. In answer, Shikamaru looked for cleanest section of ground before laying down the gaze at the small sliver of blue sky shining through the two buildings.
“Wait, and do our best to clean up whatever mess she’d no doubt in the middle of making.” Choji’s frown depended considerably hearing the ease at which his friend had come to with the decision.
“I mean, I get that our parents are friends and everything, but why is our problem what Ino does?” A fair point. And one that Shikamaru was inclined to agree with, were it anybody else. Unfortunately, their futures were all but tied together. And he knew that anything she did would end up affecting them, no matter how much they tried to distance themselves from the train wreck.
“Because that’s what it means to be a teammate, Choji.” Another sigh.
“Even she’s a total pain?”
“It hasn’t stopped us up till this point.” And that at least they could agree on.
*Training Ground Seven*
The tree line surrounding the beaten clearing made for perfect cover as Ino spotted her target. Stood alone and covered in fresh dust, Naruto seemed to be busy at work throwing kunai after and kunai at a marked tree. Curious, the girl found herself smiling at the pathetic and all around comical success of his efforts.
Hitting the hard white bark, only a few had managed to fit inside the medium sized target he’d been aiming for. The rest sank uselessly into the softer skin or even the surrounding dirt. Whatever assumption she’d made about his skills as a shinobi drastically improving was immediately dashed, making the girl smile all that much more. It only solidified the facts that she already knew. That being compared to Sasuke he really did come up short. Smug in her own satisfaction, the young woman was content to sit back and continue to watch his failures.
As time passed Ino felt her earlier pleasure turn to boredom. Knowing the blonde and his temperament she’d been hoping to see some kind of outburst or exclamation at his lack of ability. He’s certainly never failed to put on a show when he screwed up in the academy after all. But without an audience he might as well be dull as dishwater.
Throw at the tree, miss, try again. Throw at the tree, get a little bit closer, but still miss and try again. This repeated for a good fifteen minutes until Ino finally had had enough. ‘Time to get this show on the road.’
Straightening her hair, she put on her best smile, completely unaware of how comical it seemed on the normally awkward and reserved girl. With all the confidence of a girl who’d been told she was beautiful all her life she strutted towards her boyfriend, hips swaying and bright faced. She only made it half way before the sweaty blonde boy finally took notice enough to turn in her direction.
Ino felt her sneering grin widen that much more when Naruto’s blue eyes locked onto her approaching form. He didn’t say anything, head cocked to the side and brow furled in deep confusion. Ino didn’t pay this any mind, sure that he must just be surprised to see his girlfriend actually acting like one for once. She made sure to send him a playful wink, which rather than entice him, actually seemed to send him reeling back. Her girly giggle filled the quiet clearing until she finally stood before him. A flirty, playful pose arcing hips before she spoke.
“Hi, Hotness. You looked a little lonely all by yourself out here. Thought you’d be a bit happier if I dropped by.” Fluttering her eye lashes and flashing her perfect smile, she knew the idiot in front of her didn’t stand a chance. Flirting, body language, tone, she’d mastered all of these in the never ending quest to nab her Uchiha. And on a lesser man it might as well turn their brains to mush. Which is exactly what she needed.
Unfortunately for her, Naruto’s reaction wasn’t quiet as favorable as she might have expected.
Staring at his girlfriend Naruto felt his eyes squint, almost as though that would be enough to clear up the… odd picture he was seeing. “Sakura?” he felt the need to ask. Because, honestly? He wasn’t really sure.
Her first cracked against his shoulder in a bone rattling blow. For a moment, he panicked, thinking he might have said the wrong thing. This surge of emotions was quickly calmed, as instead of the familiar tight and infuriated expression he’d come to know from the pink haired girl, instead she just smiled even harder. To the point he wondered if it hurt. Rubbing the offended appendage he just felt even more confused.
“Of course it me, silly goose! Who else could I be?” The answer placated him, if only bit. It felt like Sakura if nothing else. He’d yet to meet another girl who could punch him like that. Plus, oddness aside, she certainly looked like his girlfriend. Her glimmering green eyes and subtle curves he’d been growing to learn. He felt his defenses ease a fraction.
Whipping the sweat from his brow, Naruto gave the girl a warm, if not strained grin. “Hey, I thought you had to get home to your mom?” Scratching his head he watched the bright expression on Ino’s face freeze, if only for a moment. But just as quickly he was treated to the sound of her surgery sweet tone.
“And be apart from you?” She gave another burst of giggles. “No way mister. How could I even think about wasting even a single second of today outside your arms?”
Naruto blinked wildly at Ino’s words, a small flush of color lighting his dirt stained cheeks. On reflex he felt himself returning the gesture, a boyish laugh erupting while he scratched the back of his head.
He took another look at his girlfriend, trying to understand what could be causing her to act so… not Sakura. That being said, he couldn’t deny how a part of him actually enjoyed it. Sakura was great no matter how she acted but, that didn’t mean it could be stressful at times with how stubborn she could be. Maybe he should be a little more suspicious over what had caused the change, but so long as she was happy, did it really matter? And seeing the way she looked at him, she seemed very happy. Naruto swallowed against his thought, other idea’s coming to mind.
“Okay!” Naruto belted, not so much as thinking to question the odd explanation. Time with Sakura was time with Sakura, and he wasn’t about to look good fortune in the mouth now of all times. His face erupted into the familiar happy go lucky grin. “So what’cha wanna do today, Sakura? Huh?” now it was Ino’s turn to smile.
She regarded the knuckle head of their academy, willing her now green eyes to keep from rolling. Honestly, boys were just too simple. But that just made controlling them that much easier. She would have flipped her hair if she had it. Instead she just answered his excitement with her own, determined to discover the secret of why her rival had chosen him. But to do that, she’d need to observe the side show that was their relationship in its natural habitat.
“What we usually do, of course,” she answered breezily, unable to comprehend the implications of her words. Naruto however was more than aware of their usual activities, and brightened accordingly. Seeing his idiotic grin grow even more stupid, the young woman didn’t even think to question the purpous, so sure in her plans as well as her own abilities.
“Really?” Naruto exclaimed, all but jumping for joy. In their relationship so far Sakura had never been that bold. Which only endeared him to this strange new version all the more. Lost in his excitement, Ino found her eyes widening as his arms surrounded her. The full heat and sweat of his body becoming pressed against her own in a single moment. It ended just as soon as it started, and Naruto pulled away before she could even think to get mad. Even still, she found herself staring at the ease with which he’d touched her.
“Come on, come on, Sakura!” His hand reached out and clasped her smaller, softer one in his own. Ino felt her shoulder jerk as she was pulled into a brisk walk. To where she couldn’t say. But she found herself too focused on simply catching up with his pace to give it much thought.
She winced, feeling him yank on her one more time. Saccharine expression falling, something closer to her usual fire shined through as she felt herself get annoyed. She was a second away from tearing her appendage back. But before she had the chance, Naruto suddenly looked back at her. Eyes alight with some expression she couldn’t quite place.
“You’re the best Sakura!” He continued, catching Ino off guard. An ugly sensation stirred in her stomach. Even still she just forced herself to smile, and thank the blonde. Inside however, her thoughts couldn’t be further from the bright girl who had approached the blonde. But in fact mirrored the dark substance she found pinching her gut.
‘Naruto is just as much of an idiot as Sakura. Who does he think he is trying to act cool like that?’ Face still beaming in her direction, she finally allowed her eyes to roll towards another direction. Though, she did make an effort to quicken her pace so as to limit blonde’s need to usher her forward. ‘I just need to make this look good. He might start asking questions if I pull away now.’ That being said, it didn’t stop the young woman from drifting her attention towards her hand to squeeze back dust and dirtied fingers.
Compared to Sasuke he really didn’t have a single redeeming quality. Which is why she so dearly wished she could get the image of his smiling face out of her mind.
*Naruto’s Apartment*
‘No way.’ These were Ino’s first thoughts arriving in Naruto Uzumaki’s home. Doing her best to appear unaffected and casual, she couldn’t stop from glazing around at the small living space.
At first glance it really wasn’t much to look at. Poor furniture with no decorations and even less taste. That being said, once she got over those appealing facts, it was difficult not to gasp remembering that Naruto had the entire space to himself. And, as a teen age girl who still lived with two overbearing parents, that one aspect might as well have made the space as grand as the Hokage mansion itself.
“Hey, um, I haven’t had a chance to go shopping again sense yesterday. But I still have some leftovers from dinner last night if you’re hungry!” Naruto’s words forced her to spin around, the implications bringing an awed light to her eyes. She didn’t say a word, just staring at him until he flinched back anxiously.
‘That… bitch.’
Though genius might have been closer if Ino’s mind was on the right track. It seems that oversized forehead of hers really isn’t just for show. Ino had come here trying to discover what Sakura could see in him, well she was pretty sure she’d just found it.
A boyfriend with his own place, one that she got to use at her leisure by the sound of it. Not only that, but she even had Naruto cooking and shopping for her. Seriously? At the academy Ino had always found Naruto’s obsessive attraction to her rival as an annoyance. Or at most, something to laugh at. But suddenly, the prospect of having a boy who worships your every step seemed a mite more attractive than she’d already guessed. And the blonde could feel her new body well up with jealously.
She didn’t actually care about him. Of course she didn’t, even Sakura would never be that desperate. She was just using Naruto, for his house and his kitchen. Not to mention the added bonus of him doing whatever the hell she asked. It was like getting a free servant, but even better.
“That sounds lovely,” Ino preened, her bright expression returning once more as she tilted her cutesy expression at the blonde. “Be a dear and heat that up for me, would you?” And to her amazement, Naruto seemed more than happy to oblige. Running off to his fridge to get the requested meal. Ino meanwhile made herself at home, stretching along the small couch the blond had stuffed in the corner of the room. Is cushions smelled a bit, but it was soft and it gave her the chance to better view what her rival had been leaching off the blonde boy.
It was clean, was the first thing she noticed. Despite the old and warn furniture, the floors and room itself looked spotless. Surprising considering it was still technically his room. Boy’s their age weren’t exactly known for their hygiene. Naruto being the biggest example.
It made her wonder just how much Sakura had managed to worm herself into the living space. And, more importantly, what she’d manage to do with it if she ever took the pinkette’s place. That thought earned a thoughtful hum, as the smell of reheated fish began to spread throughout the small room.
It was only a small thought at the moment, honestly she wasn’t even sure if she really wanted to bother with the other blond yet. But should she decided to steal him away for herself, surely it couldn’t be too large a task. He seemed to enjoy the way she treated him today after all. Add in her killer figure and maybe a bit of leg and his silly infatuation with Sakura would be forgotten in an instant.
Besides, if she really wanted to seal the deal it wasn’t as though she wasn’t in a position to humiliate her rival. Let’s see how much Naruto loves her after she sneezes in his face or beats him to a pulp. Oh yes, the more she thought about it the more idea seemed to appeal to her. The apartment really would improve with just a bit more purple.
“Sakura!” Ino turned in time to see her current boyfriend carrying with him a plate of food. She smiled brightly, the prospect of being served always a joyous one. Salmon by the looks of it, even microwaved it smelled wonderful. She’d have to remember to add cook to the growing list of possible uses she had in mind. The boy handed her meal right to her. Sitting up straight, she accepted the meal, face beaming with thanks.
One more time, Naruto found himself swallowing against seeing Sakura so happy and cheerful. Ino had been right about one thing. He did enjoy seeing Sakura so open compared to her normally reluctant self. He answered her expression with his own, a fresh cup of steamy ramen clutched in his free hand. He plopped himself down right next to her. Only to being wolfing down his precious meal with all the grace of a wild animal.
Ino flinched back, eyes horrified at the sight of his table manners. “Stop that you moron!” she found herself shouting before she could think otherwise. The loud slurping and sucking sounds quickly came to an end, and she found herself staring at a suddenly bashful expression.
He swallowed what was already in his mouth with an audible gulp. “Hehe, sorry about that, Sakura. I forgot.” Grinning despite the situation, Ino watched him return to his meal, this time politely carrying the salty noodles to his mouth an even pace. Ino found herself blinking, surprised at the development.
Ino took her first bite of her meal, deliciously menacing thoughts bubbling beneath her joyful exterior. Perks were perks, but the way he’d just snapped to attention wasn’t something even her looks could buy. His own apartment, treats her like a queen, and an obedient lap dog: well, that just about made her decision for her.
Sakura, that sneaky girl. Thinking she could have all of this for herself. As if. No sir, by the end of the day, Mr. Short Blond and Stupid over here will be in the market for a new girlfriend. Just in time for her to swoop in and snatch him up. Only until Sasuke showed stopped being shy of course. But casting the blonde aside when she was done with him would be all too simple.
They ate in silence, both of the teens smiling and in bright spirits. Though for completely different reasons. Naruto was the first to finish even at his muted pace. But he patiently waited for Ino to finish her slab of fish. Eating the last bit, Ino just sighed contently, well aware that her plot was only beginning. She leaned towards the boy, preparing to unleash the first of the many insults she’d been preparing when Naruto’s lips suddenly feel on her own.
For Ino, who had no idea how things had progressed in the pair’s relationship, couldn’t see it was coming. It’d happened so quick, and without any provocation on her part. And yet feeling her eyes widen she couldn’t deny the sight of Naruto’s face so close to her own, or the soft sensation of his lips pressing against her. She opened her mouth to gasp. But this proved to be a grave mistake. Misconstruing her actions as an invitation, Naruto’s tongue naturally pushed deep inside to taste the lingering flavor of her mouth.
For all the magazines, movies and books she’d read up until this point, Ino was surprisingly virginal in the actual execution of said tips and tricks to be Konoha’s sexiest Kunoichi. Sure, she’d heard about all the things that supposedly went on behind closed doors. And even studied the supposed best methods to please her man. That man being Sasuke, one day. That being said, none of it could have prepared her for the impossibility of her first kiss.
Her first instinct was to pull away, the soft warm muscle Naruto’s tongue wriggling in her open mouth and saturated in the disgustingly salty ramen flavor. But hands had locked themselves on her slim waist making it impossible to jump away.
Hands braced on his sides she found herself lacking the jaw cracking strength she’d acquired in Sakura’s body. It just seemed to be sapped out of her. Making her attempts to push him away much harder than it shoulder have been. Watching him train and comparing him to Sasuke, she’d always mocked him for being so weak. And yet now she could only wonder how his body felt so firm and unyielding pressed against hers.
For Naruto, who’d yet to catch onto his girlfriend’s identity, he had no idea his advances could be undesired. While she liked to pretend she didn’t enjoy his attention, when it came down to it Sakura had always enjoyed their time together, never once pushing him away faintly in the back of his mind he did question her lack or response to his kiss.
Inside of her mouth he’d grown used to the way she’d lick back at him, sometimes even forcing him back into his own mouth. But today she seemed… less than enthused. Never one to give up, Naruto decided she must simply need a bit more motivation to get into the swing of things, something he was more than ready to supply.
Pulled back the way she was, it was no trouble at all to pull his hand from her fidgeting hips and up between them. Boldly pressing against her chest, he felt her gasp against his lips and he smiled because of it.
He’d gotten enough time with her to know what she liked. Which is why, disregarding the almost painful grip she held against his shoulder, he repeated the same motions he’d done tens of times, urging her back until she laid against the cushions.
Now suspended above her, he naturally feel between her legs taking special care to caress and kneed the clothed mound of her breast.
Ino’s mind was an explosion. As if kissing wasn’t bad enough suddenly finding Naruto on top of her and grouping at her chest was almost too much for her to fathom. Worst of all was the distinct budge she could feel resting on the top of her crotch, moving and grinding dangerously close to a space she knew it shouldn’t be. But worst of all was the implications of what all of this meant. For the blonde, and well as Sakura herself.
“So what’cha wanna do today, Sakura? Huh?”
“What we usually do, of course,”
The words echoed through her mind like whips of smoke. And she found herself utterly shocked at what they had ended up meaning.
‘This is what Sakura normally did with Naruto?! But then, that would mean that they’ve already… already…’ But before she could even finish that line of thought the ever pressing length of Naruto’s tented trousers shifted enough to press directly into her crotch. That, finally was the push she needed to regain her strength gasp away from him. But even then Naruto didn’t so much as a budge, a look of confusion finally coming to the surface.
“Hey, Sakura. What’s up? You’re being weird today.” But Ino was only half listening, the brunt of her attention focused on the gasping breath of her lungs as well as her own hammering heart.
After a moment, she finally calmed enough to turn back towards the blond. Only to shrink back seeing his face still so close. She struggled to find her voice.
“Me?” she managed. But the result was just a few pitches higher than she would have liked. “No, no. I’m fine. Really.” But that just made Naruto’s face twist all the more.
Ino stared up at Naruto, eyes still stretched impossibly wide. Finally given a moment to collect her thoughts, she still found herself grasping for her own sanity. Forehead had actually had sex?! Seriously?
More than an insult or feeling amazed, Ino found her pride rearing up all over again. For how long had she been the one coaxing and leading her when she couldn’t even stand up for herself? Well, it seemed like those days were over. The sheer fact that she’d gone and lost her virginity left Ino feeling markedly left in the dust. Especially when her first kiss had happened only moments ago.
Still, that wasn’t really important at the moment. She could spread rumors after she escaped this hell hole. No apartment was worth sleeping with Naruto Uzumaki. Sakura could fucking have him.
“Then what’s the problem?” Naruto’s voice broke her from her thoughts.
Ino thought for a moment, mind racing. Finally a speck of dirt on his horrid orange jack managed to brush of onto her cheek. And she had an idea. Doing her best to keep up her sweet and gentle tone, anyone could see she was failing just from the sheer anxiety that seem to draw on her features. Never the less, when she open der mouth her tone was even and calm.
“Y-You dummy?” she smile at his inquisitive frown. “Just look at you, all covered in dirt and sweat. How can you expect a girl to get in the mood when all she can think about is getting covered in dust, hmm?” She fell silent, green eyes watching Naruto consider her words. Amazingly, he glanced down at his himself and seemed to notice his state for the first time. An open look of understanding finally took his features, and Ino’s heart sored at the prospect of getting out of this unfazed.
“See?” she continued, confidence stilling her tone. “So, how about this? You run off and take a bath and when you’re done we can do all the… fun stuff we usually do, huh?” and to her gasping relief, he smiled.
Little did he know the second he closed that door she would be out on the street running for dear life. If this is what Sakura did with her body than she could have it! This was one day Ino Yamanaka would spend the rest of her life trying to forget. Unfortunately for her, it was quite over yet.
“Great idea, Sakura!” Naruto cheered. And Ino almost joined him. She felt him crawl off of her body, the sheer wave of relief that consumed her almost numbing. She was allowed to enjoy the emotion for all of three second before Naruto continued. “Let’s take one together!” And just like that, her stomach dropped, her smile freezing on her face.
Together? As in, both of them? Completely nude and actually washing each other? The very thought of it sent Ino’s cheeks into a lovely shade of crimson. She struggled to find something to say, to work out some way to escape but in that moment she found her wit leaving her.
‘You came here to see what made Naruto so desirable. Shouldn’t at least see what he has to offer?’ Red chakra puled in the blonde’s mind. Coaxed by Naruto’s words she found herself struggling to resist the compulsions already working against her to follow Naruto’s off handed command.
“T-Together?” she stuttered, fear welling up inside of her. Looking anywhere else but the blond, she remained on that dusty old couch, her stomach twisting and lurching. “No way. I mean, I can’t- that’s…” but she couldn’t finish the sentence, the images in her mind growing even more graphic and her cheeks warming despite herself.
‘If Sakura’s this serious about him, don’t you think it’s worth seeing what else he can offer? It’s not even your body. What do you have to be afraid of? Just one quick shower and you can run off back to your body before he ever knows it was anyone but his girlfriend.’
She was horrified to find herself actually reasoning towards accepting his proposal. But nonetheless, when he offered his hand she found herself being lifted to her feet and led towards a closed door. Opened and lights turned on, she could only feel her heart drop at the sight of bright white tiles.
She didn’t say a word, worry chewing through her naturally talkative self. Faced away from the blonde, the sound of water spilling from pipes broke against the smooth tile of his tub. She flinched as though it were a gun shot.
‘You can do this, no big deal.’ Ino found herself thinking. Determined to just get it over with. Unfortunately, that didn’t make the sound of Naruto’s jacket unzipping any less daunting. Helpless she found her eyes move towards him, his dark blue undershirt breaking the otherwise obnoxious garment. He shrugged it off with enthusiasm, the greatest smile Ino had ever seen plastered across his face. She could only watch in horror.
Watching the boy undress, Ino found it impossible to look away. Reservations aside, her interaction with the opposite gender had been all but fictional up to this point. And the prospect of seeing a real, nude man didn’t escape her notice. True, she would also need to undress. But this opportunity proved to be an interesting one. One that she actually wouldn’t mind if only to sate her curiosity.
Peeking from the corner of her eye, she found her hands gripping the side of her arm as soon as his tanned torso came into view. Suddenly, that firm unyielding tone didn’t seem quite so impossible now that she was able to look at what she’d been gripping.
Her early observation hadn’t been a joke. His entire body really had been covered in dirt. But underneath those dusty patches rested smooth, firm muscles of a boy who spent hours of honing his abilities. Ino felt her eyes lock on the movement of his back, each shift forcing its many cords to bunch and flex. And, unexpectedly, a certain sensation bloomed in her lower stomach. One that her magazines had gone into great detail to describe.
She forced herself to look away, cheeks molten as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. ‘Just a quick shower. Just so I can leave afterwards,’ she reminded herself. But trapped in a body that was not her own, she couldn’t possibly fathom the many hormones Sakura’s sexual awakening had birthed.
Treated to a near daily exploration of those new emotions and sensations, her body was like a freshly tapped well ready to explode at a moment’s notice. A girl in her prime, her body was all too ready to respond at even the smallest notice. And Ino was gifted with the experience of feeling it firsthand.
“Hey, you gotta hurry up, Sakura!” Naruto’s excited tone had not lessened in the dragging moments. Down to his boxers, he looked over at his girlfriend only to frown at her lack of nudity. Still hard, his erection pressed against the front of his boxers without shame. Creating a startling moment for the young Kunoichi as she dared to look in his direction. Rather than peak. She just nodded her head still turning in the opposite direction.
She stole a quick breath before moving to undo the front of her dress. It wasn’t until the zipper met her waist and the pink frills of Sakura’s bra peeked out that she recognized an entirely different problem.
She had to undress. But in Sakura’s body. Which meant she was going to have to look at and see her once best friend naked. Something that blonde could confidently say she had never even considered. As if taking control of her body hadn’t been violating enough, Ino wasn’t sure how she was supposed to feel about this. Unfortunately she didn’t exactly have time to think about it.
The even sound of falling water was disrupted urging Ino to look without thinking. Behind her Naruto had discarded the last of his clothes and had jumped in ahead of her. Faced in her direction, he smiled shamelessly, apparently intent to watch her. As a result, his naked erection now pointed directly towards the poor girl. Who’s eyes locked onto its turgid length too shocked to even think. Suddenly Sakura’s body was the least of her worries.
She swallowed against her throat, feeling the suddenly dry patch of skin drag against each other. Without even thinking about it, the two halved of her dress slid easily over her shoulders. Falling to her feet she was left in only her bra and shorts. The sight seemed to attract the blond as his member bounced in response. But all Ino could do was stare at it and try to keep her cheeks from catching fire.
Almost bare from the waist up she couldn’t even think to hide her attention as she observed her first ever male sex. The magazines she’d read growing up had always gone on about size and what was good and what was bad. At its full length, Ino could only shake her head thinking it was plenty.
Water trailed down his budding abs and along its shaft. Bright red, the vein’s vining along its sides seemed almost painful.
She must have stared at it for a full minute before finally turning away. The small sensation in her gut had all but multiplied. Forcing her body to feel a strange humidity between her legs. One problem at a time, Ino forced herself to return to the matter at hand. That being Sakura’s body.
Turned back to her own plight, she found herself suddenly faced with the dangerous question of what to remove next. Her bra would show her Sakura’s breasts. But something about her pants seemed to make the situation more real. Not that seeing an erection didn’t do the same. But it did so in a more personal way.
Taking another breath, she decided that it would have to happen eventually. Fingers on each side of her hips, her finger hooked into the light spandex hugging her hips and the highs and forced the material to her knees. Bending over, she unknowing gave the blonde quite the view as her panty clad bottom swayed side to side. Left in only a pair of pink panties, white frills lined the waist band. Stood up straight, Ino glanced towards the mirror to see the image of her rival in nothing but her underwear.
Once again she found curiosity leading her to places she knew she should avoid. She liked to joke that Sakura was a wash board. But the fact of the matter was that the curves were there. Nothing compared to her own of course. But still, shifting and turning she could see that Sakura really had grown up to be a fairly lovely young woman. And she could see why Naruto was so excited to see her.
Still looking at herself, Naruto was still grinning at her back. But he was easy to ignore. Him and his nudity was another mater all together. Right now she found herself trapped by her own snooping
The bra was next, extending her blush from her cheeks all the way to her collar. Pale skin flared a bright red and Ino found herself staring at the breasts she currently owned. She didn’t really have much of an opinion either way. They seemed nice enough anyway. But that was about all she could really take from it.
Fingering the hem of her panties she decided to just do it, pushing them down in a single quick motion. Past the swell of the hips gravity did the rest pooling the flimsy material at her feet only to be kicked away.
‘Huh…’ That’s all that the girl found herself thinking as she stared at her childhood friend’s bare sex. Bare as in naked, though a thin layer of darkish pink hair rimed the otherwise pale and flushed sex. Before she could think better of her, she found her hands drifting from her stomach to brush the wispy pink strands. ‘Guess I can’t say she dyes her hair anymore.’
It was a strange experience getting such a bold view of another girl naked. More than anything else, Ino found her eyes drawn to the small line reaching up from between her legs. It was definitely going to be a strange experience the next time she was supposed to look her friend in the face. Cheeks warm, she finally turned around to give the blond her attention.
Naruto, up till this point, had been too absorbed watching Sakura’s nude body in full daylight to notice her strange inspection. That being said, seeing her turn around and nervously approach the small bath tub he made sure to step out of the spray enough that she could step inside. Warm water quickly fell down her body, soaking her in relaxing temperature. But stiff as she was, she hardly noticed far too distracted by the proximity of Naruto’s extended appendage.
A small apartment and small bathroom, it would make sense for his shower to match. At the moment she found herself acutely aware of the small space separating her from the throbbing pillar dangling between the blonde’s legs. Only made more apparent the way it seemed to always point in her direction, just waiting to strike. Finally her musing were cut short by the sound of his voice, practically bursting with cheer.
“Hehe,” he gave a perverted laugh. Even having had sex his cheeks still held that healthy glow.
“Wow, Sakura’s really pretty!” Ino found herself glancing away, her own blush forming under the compliment. Not every poetic, but the sheer honesty in the statement seemed to affect her more than the actual words. That ugly feeling returning in her gut. Ino felt her lips pinch.
“I’m okay,” she found herself saying, nose turned up in defiance. Maybe billboard brow might not the troll she’d thought, but that didn’t mean she even held a candle up to her real body. In the back of her mind, she found herself wondering how the blond would react to her curvaceous goodness. And that, for once, brought a real smile to her face.
Not that she ever would. But it was nice to imagine. The look on his face when he saw her in all her glory. He’d never look at Sakura the same again. She unknowingly allowed her smiled to grow even more. Delighting the blonde in what he thought was his own actions.
“Here, let me wash your back.” Ino stared at him, brow raised. But compelled to agree she found herself turning about face, her small breasts bobbing with each step and her pert rear now faced in the blonde’s direction. Out of sight she could hear the sound of water falling and a bottle being opened and closed. Another moment passed before she found Naruto’s strong, callused hands pressed against her smooth skin, foamy sweet smelling soap suddenly breaking into the humid air.
Ino stood awkwardly, not really sure what to do in the situation. Happy just to have his hands on her, Naruto didn’t seem to care at all leaving her to focus on the slow comforting motions of his hands sliding against her back. Closing her eyes, she admitted that it felt somewhat nice. Even leaning into the sensations as soon as she allowed herself to relax.
Naruto was good with his hands. Often clumsy and brutish, when he touched her Ino didn’t feel anything like that. Instead basking in the gentle and careful attention. He seemed genuine in his want to clean her, to care for her. And it showed in the way he took his time.
Subconsciously picking up on these emotions Ino was helpless but appreciate the care. Never before having been treated with such tenderness.
Maybe… maybe he isn’t as bad as she’d originally guessed. Still nothing compared to Sasuke, but she could see how Sakura might be able to settle for him. These musing flowed through her mind as Naruto’s hands continued up her neck and down her shoulders.
Naruto could feel his cheeks bursting with enthusiasm as he explored his girlfriend’s body. Soft and firm, she felt amazing under his hands and the water only made it that much easier to slide his hands around. Up until now he’d always had to let her shower up after sex alone. But he was quickly deciding that he might have to convince her to let him join in more often.
Finished with her back, he’d scrubbed away enough to leave the skin pink and clean. Pulling back she remained as she was, unaware that he’d finished. Naruto, ever hopeful, immediately assumed this meant that she must want him to wash other placed as well. An idea he could get behind.
Grabbing another hand of soap, he lathered it between his hands before once again returning to her slender figure. The curved surface of her ribs meeting his touch as he moved up and down her waist and hips. Ino, still basking in the attention had no idea what was about to happen. Right up until his hands moved up from under arms. Only to settle right on the small curves of her breasts,
Naruto took a step forward. The angle forcing him to settle his front right against her sudsy back. The same action lined his erection against her pert rear. Its firm length naturally sliding up to settle between the two soft cushions. At the same time each hand now cupped his girlfriend’s budding chest. Their pebbled nipples jutting out directly into his slippery grasp. And all the while Ino could only gasp, her eyes flying open at the sudden change in tone.
She should have seen this coming, really. As loving and as genuine as Naruto’s feelings were he was still a young man. And what did young men love more that to get their hands on a nice pair of breast. Unfortunately, as the owner of said breast, Ino was helpless but to stand there as the same hands she had just been enjoying against her back now began to kneed her womanly flesh.
For Ino, it was a bit difficult to decide what freaked her out the most. Feeling her breasts be touched by a boy, or said boy’s erection press against her ass. The fact they were naked and that it was his bare skin touching her finally won out and she found herself shivering at the contact.
‘It’s touching me! It’s touching me! It’s touching me!’ In a very immature moment, Ino’s face screwed up the way it would if someone had forced to her to pick up a bug or piece of trash. That being said, there was no denying the weight of the moment. Buck naked and soaked to her core she was actually touching her first ever penis. And what an impression it made.
Girlish squeals aside, Ino did find herself somewhat fascinated by the thing pressed against her backside. Firm and hot to the touch, she could feel the blonde’s heart beat thump against her skin. And she couldn’t help but swallow against her throat feeling just how hard his heart was pounding.
In some way it made her happy to know he was even a little bit as nervous as her. But the fact that it was because of Sakura’s body and Sakura herself swept away any warmth that might have formed. Instead she found herself putting on a thoughtful expression as she felt Naruto’s hands begin to explore.
Naruto, in his two weeks of dating Sakura, had done his best to learn as much as he could about making their time together enjoyable for the both of them. Things like how to kiss her, where she licked to be touched, and just how to touch her being the chief concern. That being said, in Sakura’s body Ino was pray to all the weakness the blonde hand been able to snuff out. Her breasts just as vulnerable as the rest of her.
Still excited and grasping, Naruto’s fingers fumbled only a bit they rubbed against the sensitive flesh. He grasped the orb and rolled the fatty meat against her chest.
Nipples pressed against his palm, and his grip shifted just enough to rub slow circles around each tightening bud. His reward being the end result as the two reddish pick tips stood at attention.
Warm, pleasurable tingles arching up the girls spine and directly to the point between her legs. Gasping at the reality of sexual pleasure, Ino found her eyes widening at just what the blonde could do.
Unlike Sakura, Ino was no stranger to pleasure. Though as of yet the acts had been resigned to only herself.
Masturbation aside, thoughts of a certain Uchiha had been more than enough to carry her to orgasmic bliss in her pubescent age. That being said, the difference of her own fingers pulling at her nipples, and those of a man left her reeling. To the point that she was almost able to forget about the pillar of flesh sawing against her backside.
‘Naruto’s actually pretty good at this,’ she allowed herself to acknowledge. Closing her eyes once again, the shock of being grabbed had officially worn off allowing her to sit back and enjoy the sparks of pleasure that left her toes curling against the smooth, wet tiles.
Ino once again found herself faced with the shocking realization that Sakura had been the first of them to lose her virginity. The teen girl would be lying if she said she said she wasn’t at least a little jealous. Not of Naruto of course. Goodness no. But that fact that she had reached that mile stone of her life so quickly.
Had it hurt? Had it felt good? What did he say afterword? Did he say anything at all? What kind of lover had Naruto turned out to be? These were just a few of the questions she found running through her head. If they’d still been friends she might have been able to get an answer from the pinkette. All dressed up in their pajama’s eating food that hey both knew they shouldn’t eat. Just like before. When the world had seemed so simple…
Ino found her sigh falling from her lips before she even knew it was coming. Naruto’s attention had done more than just excite her breasts and those affects were new well and spread throughout her slender form.
Between her legs she could feel the lips of her sex swell with arousal as well as the tiny bead seated at its tip. With the solid mass of Naruto’s body pressed against her back and the still throbbing meat of his erection rubbing against her, the combination of hormones and stimulation was growing to be too much for the blonde Kunoichi. The added stimulation forcing her mind to turn towards… questionable avenues.
Would it really be so bad to take Naruto up on his offer? The thought of sex had at first scared the crap out of her. But given enough time to process the possibility, as well as to experience firsthand what Naruto had to offer, Ino knew she was at least a little intrigued.
The fact that Sakura had beaten her to the punch was also a large contributing factor. After all, it wasn’t like she could just let herself be left behind, right? And who better than for it to be the guy Sakura had chosen? She might be in Sakura’s body but it wasn’t like she wasn’t actively using it for the same activity. Really, it just made sense.
This reasoning only rang more true as Ino felt the blunt ends of his finger bear down on her tips, a wave of goose bumps consuming her skin as she felt the shivers spread throughout her body.
“Hey Naruto?” Ino’s innocent tone asked. Leaned over her shoulder, his mouth lined nearly perfectly to her ear. When he answered, his voice carefully muted with arousal.
“Ah-huh?” Ino considered her words one last time, double checking that she actually wanted to go through with it. In the end, Naruto made the decision for her, his warm breath accidently breaking over the shell of her ear. Her answering smile could be heard in her tone.
“You wouldn’t mind washing something else for me, would you?” Saccharine and casual, one would have no idea about her real intentions. Which is why Ino decided to take the initiative, reaching up to grab Naruto’s right hand and pull it lower on her body.
The blonde finally seemed to catch on when she place it directly atop her heated mound, his fingers breaking through the light pink hair. His response was just as excited as she’d hoped, made evident by the defined jerk of his swollen erection. She smiled deviously.
*Alleyway*
“Shikamaru, how much longer is Ino gonna be? She said she be gone ten minutes. That was like, half an hour ago!”
Still stuck in the alley their team had ambushed Sakura from, the two young men were left to stand awkwardly around the still unconscious body of their female teammate. Propped against the wall of one of the buildings, her head lolled forward. A clear sign of her lack of consciousness.
Shikamaru, knowing what his friend had to be true, still found himself unsure what to say. After all, it wasn’t like they could just leave her there. Ino might be a pain but you didn’t need to be a genius to know leaving an unconscious woman in a dark alley could only spell trouble.
That said, bringing her to someplace else wasn’t exactly much better. Even if they did manage not to get spotted, which would be just about impossible to explain, there was still their parents. And if Inoichi got wind of how his daughter was using their family’s techniques, a shiver ran up his spine.
So, frowning, Shikamaru continued to lay beside the bags of garbage stacked along the fence blocking the other end of the opening, trying his best to enjoy the relative silence of the girl’s absence.
“Nothing we can but yell at her when she gets back.” As if he would even bother. Still, this was pretty uncool, even for her. Shikamaru knew girls could be bothersome, but whenever Sakura came into the picture Ino seemed to completely lose it.
She could say that Sakura was trying to steal Sasuke all she wanted. But the truth of the matter is probably closer to that she’s afraid to lose the last connection to her friend. Hate was still a passionate emotion after all. But for Sakura to just walk away, well, it was no wonder why Ino was going so crazy.
Speak of the devil and she will appear.
Both boys jumped at the sound of a long, drawn out groan from their fallen comrade. Turning to see her lift her head, she seemed dazed and confused. No doubt a symptom of maintaining her Jutsu for too long. Shikamaru was the first to approach her, unapologetic in the way he frown with disapproval.
“Jeez, take you long enough?” he commented with sigh. His was the type that usually couldn’t be bothered to get angry. That didn’t mean he couldn’t get annoyed. And watching Ino turned her dazed stare in his direction, she didn’t even bother to pretend to be bashful, drawing her brows together in a pinched furl.
“Shikamaru?” she sounded perplexed. The first sign that something wasn’t right. Jumping on the instinct immediately, Shikamaru’s drawn expression pulled back and he watched the girl with renewed caution.
She didn’t stand. Not right away. Instead holding her head in an attempt to stop the world from spinning. When that finally settle she was allowed to look back at her hand only to flinch at the alien appendage pretending to be her own. Her eyes immediately turned to the rest of her, long sharply legs and hips wrapped in purple. It was finally when she looked down at her chest, eyebrows rising dramatically, that Sakura Haruno came to the conclusion that this was not her body.
Breath short and mind still dragged down by unconsciousness, Sakura’s mind raced to remember what had happened prior to waking. But the memories were coming slow and muddled. Enough that she had to piece each event to the other to make sense of it all.
Waking up that morning. Training with Sensei. Their mission. Naruto… And that finally captured her attention, urging her to latch onto the moment as an island in a sea of confusion.
Naruto, she’d been telling him that she couldn’t hang out with him today. A fact that had left her equally disappointed. Afterwards she’d set off towards her home, thoughts of her mother and an afternoon of confusingly concerned glances on the horizon. Only to feel her entire body lock up. She’d… she’d turned her head to see what was happening. Only see… see-.
Sakura’s slow recollection froze mid thought, a horrifyingly familiar sensation in her- Ino’s crotch sending waves of sensation up and through her body. The strange and unwelcomed pleasure terrified the girl and she looked around for any kind of source. But left in an alley with two strange boys, none of whom seemed capable of taking advantage in that way, the young woman found herself looking inward more than out.
Her mind was scrambled. But taking a moment to concentration she understood that this, what she was feeling wasn’t new. But had in fact been the thing to awake her in the first place. Mind swallowed in darkness, the sensation of hands and fingers probing and pulling at her breasts had brought on the most embarrassingly humid dreams.
Part of her had recognized that these sensations were not all in her mind. But it was only now that she was awake that the girl recognized the very real touch of a hand traveling along her breasts. Her hands moved to cover the offended area, hoping to ward off the ghostly molestation. But even that couldn’t stop whatever was happening to her body.
Ino’s body. She knew that now. For whatever reason that pig of a girl had gone through the trouble of stealing her body. Only to run off and do god knows what. If she were allowed to actually think about her motivations, the pinkette might be a bit more worried. But at the moment she was still struggling to cope with the sensation of soggy bandages that Ino seemed to use instead pants!
“You’re not Ino.” Shikamaru’s exhausted voice sighed the words, forcing Sakura to look up at his unhappy face. She was inclined to agree with the emotion, though her features were bit more pinched. Anger rolling off of her as much as arousal.
Struggling to her feet, the sensitive sensation of her own genitals made it a difficult task. Ever present the ghostly sensations of hands on her body continued to wrack her form. Only to be joined by another. It was after a moment of deliberation that Sakura realized the pressure on her lips to mimic that of a kiss.
“No,” she agreed, fists clenched angrily at her sides.
“You… probably want to know why Ino took your body.”
“That would be nice, yes.”
Staring into her burning blue orbs, Shikamaru decide that if Ino wanted Sakura’s attention so bad, she’d gotten it. And that his responsibility ended the moment his face was placed in any kind of danger.
If these girls wanted to bite and scratch each other they were free to do it. With any luck, maybe they might actually manage to work something out this time. But knowing them, it wasn’t likely.
“You’re not going to be happy.” He warned, already flinching. But Sakura just glared, earning another sigh. He opened his mouth.
Oh, she was not happy.
A/N: Okay, so I feel like I should explain something that some people have expressed some concerns about. That being, the direction of this story and my decision to include other women into Naruto’s life. But there is one thing that needs to be said.
A lot of you seem afraid that me including other women is going to ruin the story. That I should either end the story here to make it a perfect Naruto x Sakura pairing or continue with just to two of them. And to that, I can do nothing to appease your fears other than to ask you to trust me.
Trust that I will take the time and care with each other girl as I have with Sakura. Trust that I am with you in that I have been there reading all the horrible, clan restoration act, Namikaze compound, goofball to god, fanfictions that have been being written since the fandom began. And trust that will do everything in my power to write this harem how it should be written, and that I have the skills as a writer to achieve that.
Can I really achieve this? To be honest I don’t actually know. But I’ve managed this far, haven’t I? All I’m asking is that you stick around to see. Or, if you’re really stuck on the NaruSaku ending, stop reading now and consider the third chapter as the last one. I’ll understand. As for everyone else…
Next chapter: Ino continues on her path to one up her rival and Sakura finds herself stuck in the middle of town feeling every kiss, suck, and touch going on in her stolen body. Will Naruto discover the girl he’s with isn’t his beloved Sakura? Or even worse, will he find himself liking this version of her even more?
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