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A/N:
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Dragonheart
Chapter 5
Naruto approached his apartment in haste,
realizing that night was well upon the village and he still hadn’t eaten any
dinner. His stomach reminded him of this fact repeatedly on his journey home
with its constant rumblings and eager growls. With each passing second the
boy’s mind shifted more and more towards a bowl of steaming ramen, his focus
drifting away from what he was doing. He quickly set his head straight after
missing a jump and nearly landing in another villager’s garbage.
The first thing Naruto noticed as a he
approached his home was that the lights were on. That fact instantly set him on
alert. He remembered quite clearly having turned them all off before leaving on
his last mission. This meant that someone had been in his living space while he
had been gone, or quite possibly was even in there right now. Despite all the
things that had happened to him today his ninja training did not escape him.
Quickly Naruto took himself to the roof of his building, dropping down and
landing on his small balcony. If someone was inside, they were about to get
quite a surprise.
As the blond male turned to look inside his own
apartment he let out a sigh of relief. Standing in what qualified as his living
room were Sakura and Yakusho. The two were sharing a less than friendly argument
about Yakusho’s well-being. Naruto pushed aside the sliding glass door and
stepped inside, both of his guests turning in shock at his entrance.
“Oh, it’s just you Naruto,” Sakura sighed.
“You scared me there for a moment.”
“Sorry about that Sakura,” he grinned, rubbing
the back of his head. “What’re you two doing here though?”
Sakura’s eyes narrowed and she jabbed Yakusho’s
left arm with her finger. “Trying to convince this stubborn mule,” she growled,
emphasizing the word stubborn, “that he needs to get some rest with that cut of
his.”
“And I keep telling you I’m fine,” the brunet
retorted. “Stop pestering me, damn it.”
“With a wound like that you need to keep off
your feet for a while,” the medic chided. “If you move around too much it’ll
open up again despite those stitches. Now march your ass back to that hospital
bed, mister!”
Naruto bit his lip to suppress his laughter at
Sakura’s words. They were the same words that Iruka had used on him many times
when he had misbehaved as a youngster, and the words he’d heard many other
children’s parents mutter before. Even the mere idea of Sakura treating Yakusho
like he were some lost child amused the brightly dressed shinobi greatly.
Yakusho rolled his eyes at Sakura’s antics,
flexing his sword in his right hand. “You can be a real bitch sometimes, you
know that?” he muttered. “Leave me alone. I’ll be fine.”
“There’s no way I can just leave you like
that!” Sakura scoffed, grabbing Yakusho’s left arm. “You’re coming with me back
to the hospital and that’s that.”
“I said I’m fine!” the currently non-vested
shinobi snarled, snapping his arm away from the female. “Now lay the fuck
off.”
Sakura was taken aback by Yakusho’s cruel
words. Quickly she stepped out of his way as he moved over to the small coat
hanger in Naruto’s apartment and retrieved his vest, slinging it on before
stepping out the door. Sakura grumbled angrily and stomped her foot on the
floor, shaking the animosity of her skull before turning to the apartment’s
owner with a smile.
“It’s good to see you’re back,” she smiled.
For the first time since Naruto entered the
room he realized that Sakura was not wearing the same thing she had been wearing
the last few times he had seen her. Instead of her usual training outfit or
mission garb, Sakura was currently dressed in a form-fitting red dress which
hugged her hips and bust. It stayed on her form by some miracle thanks to two
small spaghetti straps. The young blond wondered how in all the hells the
fabric managed to not slide off her.
“It’s good to be back, I suppose,” Naruto
gulped, trying not to stare too much. “Can I ask what you’re doing in my
home…and why you’re dressed so fancily?”
Sakura blinked and giggled at herself as she
turned and headed towards Naruto’s mini kitchen. “Well the reason I’m dressed
like this,” she offered, “is because I just got back from the medic-nin
graduation dinner.”
“Really?” Naruto smirked. “Guess that means
there’s going to be a lot more of you running around, huh?”
“Oh you bet,” the girl smiled. “The reason I’m
in your home, by the way, is because Yakusho left the hospital with that horrid
wound and I was supposed to drag him back.”
“Sounds like your night’s been worlds of fun,”
Naruto sighed, slipping down on his couch. “Just like mine.”
Sakura turned from the small stove and looked
over her teammate. “What do you mean?” she asked.
Naruto began to explain what had happened to
him that day, including his time spent with Hinata and the conversation he had
had with Hiashi. By the end of his explanation he seemed to be mentally
exhausted, looking inwardly as if to find more to say and finding nothing.
“So, the rumors were true then?” Sakura
inquired, turning back to the stove-top. “She really is going to be married
off?”
“Yeah,” the fair-haired shinobi sighed. “I
feel so lost. I know there’s something I should do, but I don’t know what
exactly.”
“My suggestion,” the pink-haired girl
explained, “is to not let it consume you. If you let it get to you, then you
won’t be able to think straight. Just let yourself calm down. I’m sure
everything will work out.”
“Thanks Sakura,” the whiskered teen said. As
he sat there, he suddenly became aware of the sounds and smells of something
rather delicious being cooked. He stood from his couch and walked into his
makeshift kitchen, following his nose to the source. As he crossed the counter
that separated the small space from the rest of his apartment he saw Sakura,
dressed up as lavishly as she was, slaving over his hot stove. Currently she
was mixing up some meat and vegetables in one of his frying pans, creating a
pungent and intoxicating smelling stir-fry.
“Wow that smells good,” Naruto said. “What’re
you cooking for, Sakura?”
“Well,” she began, grinning, “I noticed you had
all this stuff in these cupboards the last time I was around. I figured…since
you’ve been working yourself to death and because of everything else that’s
going on…it wouldn’t kill me to make you some dinner.”
Naruto didn’t exactly know what to think of
that. With a slight smirk he rubbed the back of his head. “Arigato, Sakura,”
he chuckled. “That’s…really nice of you.”
The meal was prepared with almost no words from
that point on. Naruto took a seat at his small table and watched as his
teammate prepared them both some dinner, shocked at her overall generosity. The
old Sakura would never have given any thought to making them food like this.
The new Sakura seemed more concerned with her partner’s well-being and happiness
than the old one had. She was no longer the twelve year old fangirl that had
once chased Sasuke around like a lost puppy.
“You’ve grown a lot, Sakura,” Naruto said
suddenly.
The medic slowly stopped stirring the food she
was making and turned towards the boy, smiling slightly. “You have too,
Naruto,” she replied.
Dinner was served shortly afterwards, the two
switching their conversation to more idle and friendly topics, such as previous
Chuunin exams that Naruto had missed and some of the things that had happened
while Naruto had been gone. Sakura had many a fascinating story to tell about
patching up the wounded, but nearly lost herself in a particular memory of a
child who had been utterly dismembered and died in her arms. That thought had
almost brought an end to the whole night and Sakura’s self-esteem, but as usual
Naruto came to save the day with his well-timed insight. A vote of confidence
from him was all it took to keep Sakura’s thoughts out of the deep end and back
on track. Dinner proceeded with many more smiles and laughs after that point.
The night ended late, Sakura finally pulling
herself from the table to take the dishes over to Naruto’s sink. The boy
refused to burden her anymore and told her she should get home before her
parents started to suspect him of doing indecent things with her. The two
shared some more laughs before the bright kunoichi took her leave and walked out
of the apartment, leaving Naruto in his apartment alone.
“Is she gone?” Yakusho’s voice came from the
open door to the balcony.
“Yeah, you can come back in,” the blond sighed,
watching as the injured shinobi slipped down onto the terrace and walked back
inside, closing the door behind him. “I don’t know why I didn’t just tell her
where you were.”
“Because you’re smarter than that, I assume,”
Yakusho quipped, slowly letting himself down on the couch. “Now let me get some
sleep, would you?”
Naruto grumbled as Yakusho put himself to sleep
on the couch, completely ignoring the blond at that point. The younger of the
two males sighed as he washed the dishes. When he finished, Naruto turned off
the lights before walking into his room and drifting off into peaceful slumber.
Seven the next morning came too fast for
Naruto’s liking. His frog-clock croaked loudly as the sun lazily hung just a
tad in the sky, allowing the earth to bathe in its radiance. Grumpily Naruto
shook himself from his sheets and walked into his mini-kitchen, pulling out a
bowl of instant ramen for himself. Absently he noted that Yakusho was already
out of the house, off doing whatever it was he did when they didn’t see him.
The young man gave a slight grimace of worry for his injured partner, but
decided not to pay him too much heed.
As soon as he was dressed, Naruto made his way
to the training grounds. He was eager to put in some good work today and get a
little stronger, if for no other reason than he needed an activity he was good
at to take his mind off all the troubles he was experiencing lately. A good
sparring match with just a little over sixty of himself would do him good.
As he reached the training ground, Naruto was
greeted with a sight that he had never really expected to see. Standing next to
the memorial that commemorated all the fallen shinobi that had given their lives
for the village over the years was Naruto’s old sensei, Kakashi. The
white-haired Jounin was busy gazing down at the oddly the shaped stone, his lone
visible eye seemingly fixated in a single spot. Naruto had always heard tales
that Kakashi spent a lot of his time out here, but he had never seen it for
himself before.
For the very first time in his life, Naruto was
the one to sneak up on Kakashi. It wasn’t until the jinchuuriki was standing
right next to him that the masked Jounin realized there was someone else there.
Kakashi made a mental note that Naruto’s stealth had greatly improved
over the two and a half years he had been training with Jiraiya, and inwardly
vowed to not be caught off guard again.
“Hey Kakashi-sensei,” Naruto said in a friendly
tone. “Never thought I’d see you around here.”
“I come here every so often,” the more
experienced shinobi admitted. “You’re not the kind I’d peg to be out here
staring at this rock, though.”
Naruto winced slightly, wondering how and when
Kakashi had caught him visiting the monument before. “Well,” he started, “it’s
just…a lot of people died to protect the village from the Kyuubi, right?
Including Iruka-sensei’s parents.”
“I would guess so,” Kakashi replied. If there
was one thing about his sensei Naruto disliked it was the way he always seemed
to be detached from every conversation he had. It was as if real life didn’t
affect Kakashi at all.
“So, as its cage,” the blond continued
solemnly, “I kind of feel like it’s my duty to come out here every once in a
while and honor the people who died because of it.”
Kakashi’s one eye meandered over to Naruto’s
head for a moment, looking the young man over with a slight smirk. “I see,” he
mumbled. “That’s a good reason to come out here, I guess.”
“What about you, Kakashi-sensei?” Naruto
asked. “Why are you always out here?”
That lone orb that was Kakashi’s only emotional
outlet turned back to the monument, fixating on that same spot again. “Old
friends,” he said quietly.
“Ah, I see,” Naruto whispered, not wanting to
pry. He looked over the stone curiously, then back up at the Jounin. “Hey,
Kakashi-sensei…is the Yondaime on this stone?”
Naruto didn’t catch it, but Kakashi’s eye rose
a bit at that statement. Just as quickly however, it returned to its previous
calm demeanor as he spoke. “I wouldn’t see why not,” the Copy Ninja said, “but
it would probably take you a while to find it, and I believe you have training
to do.”
“Hai, you’re right,” Naruto grinned, turning
from the monument and heading down the hill. “Thanks Kakashi-sensei!”
Kakashi took one last look at his young charge
before vanishing into the woods. He sighed to himself as he ran through the
bushes.
“He’s getting a lot smarter,” the older man
muttered to himself. “I wonder how much longer we can keep it a secret.”
Naruto’s training session lasted approximately
two hours. It started with light target practice with the majority of his
weapons, and slowly moved on to his favorite event. Naruto split himself into
exactly sixty-three Kage Bunshin and began to take laps around the training
grounds. The laps were surprisingly big, but with Naruto’s new speed they were
nothing. After ten laps the clones and Naruto broke into groups of two and
started a large brawl, eliminating each other one by one until the strongest
clone faced off against Naruto. When all was said and done, Naruto had gained
much knowledge and had worked up quite a sweat in the process.
As he finished the last bout he could hear some
giggling from not too far away. The tired blond turned his head to the right,
gazing upon the large chain-link fence. On the other side of it were Sakura and
Hinata, both giving him a friendly wave. Sakura was still in the clothes she
wore whenever she trained with Lee, while Hinata was dressed in her usual
lavender sweater and form-fitting pants of the same color.
“So that’s how you do it!” the busty woman
smiled. “I was beginning to wonder where all these leaps and bounds in your
training were coming from. Sneaky Naruto!”
“Ohayo you two,” he said, laughing at Sakura’s
words. “What brings you out here?”
“Not much,” Hinata said, blushing. “We just
finished our morning training, and we figured we’d find you and go for some food
together.”
“Heh, that’s sweet of you,” the male smiled,
“but I kind of already ate.”
“So did we,” Sakura grinned deeply. “But
that’s not stopping us.”
“Come on, we’ll get you some ramen,” Hinata
said teasingly.
“Really?” Naruto said slyly. “Will you be
paying?”
The two girls were about to answer when a
peculiar noise met their ears. Naruto picked up on it shortly after them. It
was the sound of wood being cut straight through. The three shinobi shared a
look of equal curiosity amongst them as they all made off in the direction the
noise was coming from.
“Who do you suppose would be cutting firewood
this early?” Hinata asked quietly.
“I don’t know,” Naruto replied. “Normally
there’s no one out here at this time but me.”
The three continued searching the perimeter of
the specific training ground until they found a worn and beaten path that had
been hidden thanks to overgrowth and shade. As they continued their trek the
sound got louder and louder until the group poured into a little known
clearing. In the middle of the small space was a large tree stump that had
obviously been cut down many years ago. Also standing in the middle, cleaving
through logs one foot thick, was Yakusho. The oddly dressed male was busying
himself by slicing the pieces of wood cleanly with his sword ablaze. All around
him were logs cut directly in half, littering the landscape with pieces of
fallen trees.
What really caught the attention of the three
Konoha shinobi however, was the fact that Yakusho’s side was covered in blood,
his wound having reopened from his extensive training.
“DAMN IT YAKUSHO!” Sakura screamed, rushing out
of the trees. “What did I tell you!? With a cut that deep you need to sit out
for a few days at least!”
The brown-haired teen turned to the shouting
female and sighed. “The hell are you doing here?” he asked, sweat matting his
skin. “Shouldn’t you be cooking food or something?”
“You damned idiot!” Naruto scowled, stepping up
to his roommate. “You’re gonna end up dead if you keep this up.”
“I don’t die easily, kid,” Yakusho returned
with his own sneer.
“Is it bad, Sakura?” Hinata asked quietly,
keeping herself removed from the argument as best she could.
Despite the other male’s protests, Sakura
quickly lifted his shirt to look at the state of his wound. The cut was gaping
open, blood flowing out over his clothing and skin.
“Pretty damned bad!” Sakura snarled, looking up
at her charge. “You need to rest, or you’ll bleed out!”
“Blow me, Pinkie,” Yakusho spat.
“If it’ll get you to stop killing yourself,”
she replied sternly, “maybe I will!”
That statement was enough to make the young man
stop complaining and sit down. Giving off a devious smile, Sakura proceeded to
use her medical ninjutsu to close up Yakusho’s injury. As she worked, Hinata
turned to Naruto and whispered in his ear.
“What’s his issue?” she asked softly.
“You’ve got me,” Naruto replied exasperatedly,
not attempting to hide his thoughts in murmurs. “You’d think he could show a
little more appreciation. After all, one of the best medic-nin in all of Konoha
is patching him up.”
“You think she could make it hurt
less?” Yakusho yelped, swatting at Sakura’s hand as another jolt of pain went
through him.
“Boys please,” Sakura chided, “I’m trying to work here.”
It took Sakura a few moments to fully treat the
wound, the medical technique closing the cut tightly. She patted it a few times
to make sure it stuck together under light stimuli, then stood up and glared at
the Ryumoto boy.
“Please try and be more careful,” she
demanded. “Go get some rest and let it heal.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Yakusho sighed, standing up.
He flexed his sword arm and side a few times to test the limitations of his
treatment before walking off into the woods.
“How rude,” Hinata muttered. “Not even a thank
you.”
“He just doesn’t listen,” the blond stated.
“He’s more stubborn than a pack mule. It kind of reminds me of someone, but I
can’t quite place who.”
Naruto blinked and sweat dropped as the two
girls around him shot him that look.
“What?” he asked sheepishly.
“Never mind,” Sakura giggled, standing up. “I
believe we offered you some ramen?”
“And I believe it was on us, wasn’t it?” Hinata
chimed in.
Leafs rustled as three after-images slowly
faded out of the clearing from the sheer speed they had been dragged off at.
Teuchi and his daughter Ayame were waiting.
They stood at the ramen bar, watching the clock, serving the occasional customer
with a smile. Overall however, they were just waiting. Biding their time until
the inevitable happened. They were lingering with several bowls and pots of
noodles at the ready. It was just about time and they weren’t going to be
caught unprepared.
The flaps of the ramen bar slipped up and
revealed three heads of different colored hair. On their left was the
unmistakable pink head of Tsunade’s number one apprentice, Haruno Sakura. On
their right were the long, dark locks of hair that adorned Hyuuga Hinata’s
lovely form. In the middle stood the shaggiest blond head in the entire
village, ruffled from hours of training. It was a sight that the two employees
of Ichiraku had come to love and expect everyday.
“Naruto!” Teuchi called out. “I was wondering
when you’d be in today!”
“Ohayo Old Man,” Naruto grinned. “A bowl of
pork ramen and a bowl of shrimp ramen, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course we don’t,” Ayame smiled. “And what
can I get for the two young ladies?”
Hinata’s cheeks flushed slightly as she turned
her attention from Naruto to the older woman. “I’ll have miso ramen,” she said
gently.
“I’ll have kamaboko with mine!” Sakura giggled.
“Coming right up!” the waitress responded,
turning to the cooking pots as she prepared the four bowls of ramen with her
father’s help.
“You know,” Sakura spoke up as they waited, “I
think this is the second time all three of us have been in here together at the
same time.”
“You know,” Hinata said, “you just might be
right. Is she right, Ayame?”
Ayame giggled and turned from her pot. “As
long as you don’t count when she and Kiba lured Naruto here to get you two to
hook up, this makes it her second time.”
Naruto blinked a few times before shooting
Sakura a surprised look. “Wait, you two did that on purpose!?”
Sakura blinked at Naruto, completely
dumbfounded. “You’re only just figuring this out?”
Naruto looked mortified at that statement, but
Hinata couldn’t stop laughing. Naruto turned to her with a look of betrayal on
his face, whimpering cutely.
“How could you hide this from me?” he said
pouting.
“I don’t know,” Hinata tittered while flicking
his nose, “but it seemed cuter to make you think you’d done it all on your own.”
“All on his own nothing,” Sakura huffed. “If
you hadn’t finally spilled your guts he’d still be watching you faint.”
“That’s not fair, Sakura!” Hinata pouted.
“Hey, hey, easy girls!” Naruto chuckled. “No
need to start fighting.”
“You’re right,” Hinata sighed. “Truce?”
“Truce,” Sakura said grinning, reaching over to
shake Hinata’s hand.
As the two girls made their peace, Teuchi and
Ayame presented four bowls of ramen, two for Naruto and one for each kunoichi.
The group of three seemingly grabbed and broke their chopsticks in unison,
uttering “itadakimasu!” all at the same time before digging into their food.
Ayame leaned over the counter as they slurped
their noodles and flashed them all a great big smile. “So Naruto,” she said, “I
didn’t realize you went on dates this early in the day. And with two women at
once, you dog!”
Naruto’s eyes bugged out as he began to choke
on his ramen, slamming his chest to try and help the food go down. Sakura
gasped and coughed, the shock sending her noodles all over the counter.
Hinata’s body went a deep shade of red just before passing out on the floor.
Teuchi and Ayame laughed heartily at the reactions they got out of their
customers before Naruto managed to swallow his food.
“Ayame-nee-chan!” Naruto shouted in surprise as
he went over to help Hinata up.
“She’s been waiting on that one for a few
days,” Teuchi confessed for his daughter. “I have to say…I didn’t expect it to
be so funny.”
“Sorry Naruto,” Ayame smirked. “But it was
just too much to pass up.”
“Wait,” Sakura interrupted. “So you’ve been
waiting for days just to see how we’d react to that? How cruel!”
“Oh I am sorry,” the ramen girl confessed. “I
just love to tease young couples. It’s like a pass-time in here.”
“You should see her tease Iruka-san,” Old Man
Teuchi offered with a chuckle. “Poor lad’s never had a girlfriend, and Ayame
never lets him hear the end of it!”
“Seems more like you enjoy making people like
Naruto squeal,” Sakura muttered, her facial features flat.
“That too,” the waitress added. “He’s a lot
like a kid brother. You just can’t help yourself.”
Naruto smiled sheepishly as Ayame reached over
and mussed his thick blond hair. Ignoring the rest of what was said the boy
picked up his girlfriend and sat her on one of the stools, attempting to wake
her. The raven-haired beauty’s eyes were nothing but swirls as she delighted in
the realm of the comatose, enjoying her first fainting spell in over a month.
“Oi, Hinata!” Naruto cried, shaking the young
woman. “Wake up! Hina-chan!”
Ayame’s eyes flickered as Naruto gulped. He
had let out his pet name for his girlfriend out of worry, not even thinking of
who would hear it. He turned slowly to face the restaurant’s owners with sweat
beading across his forehead, drinking in the devious glare that had settled
across the twenty year old woman’s face.
It was at this time that Hinata decided to
revive from her last collapse, shaking the cobwebs out of her head as she looked
at the conglomeration that was previously focused on Naruto and now focused on
her.
“I had the weirdest dream” the heiress said.
“I dreamt that Ayame thought you were dating both me and Sakura, Naruto.”
“Oh but I did say that,” Ayame responded with
an evil chuckle just before including, “Hina-chaaaaaaaan!”
There was a loud thump as Hinata’s body met the
floor again.
“Stop that!” Sakura cried out. “You know how
Hinata can get!”
“I know,” Ayame acknowledged with a giggled.
“It’s just so much fun messing with young couples like Naruto and Hinata.”
Hinata’s unconscious response was to drool, her
eyes once again nothing but spirals.
“You’re mean, Ayame-nee-chan,” Naruto said, a
big pout on his face as he shook his girlfriend again.
“Sorry!” the woman said laughing.
This time when Hinata recovered from her
fainting spell, she didn’t even bother to ask what happened. She didn’t even
say anything. She simply picked up her chopsticks and continued to eat her
ramen, attempting to hide her blushed cheeks in vain. Deciding nothing more
could be gained by attempting to berate the waitress who was only teasing them
in good spirits, both Naruto and Sakura returned to their meals as well, the
group of three sharing a short laugh together.
Sakura stared. She didn’t see how what she was
looking at was possible. Hinata seemed to ignore it, simply snuggling herself
close to Naruto. That was alright for Sakura. If Hinata chose to ignore the
defiance of nature and physics that was staring her in the face, it wasn’t
Sakura’s place to say anything. But she couldn’t keep her own thoughts to
herself this time.
“Good god Naruto,” she squeaked, staring at the
six bowls of ramen the boy had devoured so far, “is there a black hole or
something in your stomach?”
The male turned to his teammate and stuck out
his tongue. “Hey, I just like ramen okay?” he said.
“Like is a weak word for what you and ramen
have, Naruto,” Ayame chimed in. She had been silent for a while, but that
twinkle in her eye said she was up to something. “It’s the most important thing
in the world to you!”
It was a low shot. Sakura knew it. Teuchi
knew it. Hell, even Hinata knew it. The only possible reason she would have
said something like that would have been to get a rise out of Naruto. In the
backs of their heads, the three others hoped the young man would see that.
“Like hell it is!” Naruto shouted. “Hinata is
way more important to me than ramen is!”
Though she was very flattered by the sentiment,
Hinata was not at all impressed with how her boyfriend had said that at the top
of his lungs after being so easily baited into it. They could hear the chuckles
from the villagers and street vendors.
“Kill me,” Hinata whined, her head sinking
against the bar.
A moment later the dark-haired girl felt the
cold metal of a kunai nudging her throat dully. She looked up to see Sakura
with a playful smile on her face, poking the other kunoichi with her weapon.
“Certainly,” she offered jokingly. “You want it quick and painless, or slow and
agonizing?”
The entire ramen bar exploded in joyous
laughter at the antics of the teenagers, Old Man Teuchi wiping a tear of from
his eye as he tried to settle down. As soon as the commotion had died down, the
flaps to the restaurant opened once again, this time revealing a tall man
dressed in a Chuunin outfit. His hair was tied back slightly, giving him a
slightly wild look. The most noticeable feature about him however was the
rather large scar across his nose.
“I don’t believe this,” the man said, “even
Naruto has better luck with women than I do.”
“Iruka-sensei!” Naruto gasped, turning to face
his father figure.
“Ohayo, Naruto,” the academy instructor
greeted. “Enjoying your meal?”
“Indeed!” the young blond said.
“Ohayo Iruka-sensei!” both Sakura and Hinata
said in unison.
The girls’ former teacher stopped what he was
doing and looked down. He hadn’t really noticed that both Sakura and
Hinata were here when he’d made his earlier joking statement. He took a few
moments to look between the two smiling females, taking another extra moment to
absorb just what Sakura was wearing before turning to Naruto. Iruka’s left eye
twitched as he pointed at his most infamous student.
“N-Naruto!” he shook. “You dog!”
The faces of all three shinobi paled as Naruto
swerved around to face the counter, slamming his forehead down upon it. “Not
you too, Iruka-sensei…” he whined.
“Seriously,” Sakura said, her face sullen as
two rivers of tears flowed down her cheeks, “the next time someone makes that
joke I’m committing seppuku. Right here, on the spot.”
“You shouldn’t be so eager to kill yourself,”
another voice joined the growing party.
Naruto tilted his head slightly as he
recognized the voice. Pushing aside one of the flaps to the ramen bar was a
tall man in grey clothes, his sandy brown hair fluttering slightly in the breeze
as he adjusted the sword strapped to his back.
“Jiyumaru!” Ayame giggled. “It’s good to see
you again! Back from your mission already?”
“Hai,” he said tiredly, slumping down on the
stool next to Hinata. “I need a bowl of beef ramen on the double.”
“I didn’t realize you were such a fan of the
stuff,” Naruto said, flashing a toothy smile.
“Ah, Naruto!” the ANBU shinobi smiled. “I
didn’t notice you there. Did everyone get back safely?”
“Wait, who’s this guy?” Sakura asked.
“This is Jiyumaru,” Naruto said
matter-of-factly. “He led the mission I was just on with Tenten and Yakusho.
He’s a member of ANBU!”
“Really?” Sakura said, looking Jiyumaru over.
“He doesn’t look like much.”
“I assure you I’m more than I look,” the older
man said. Quickly he gazed over the group of three young shinobi as Iruka
finally took a seat. Tilting his head, he said quite unaware of the previous
proceedings, “So...are you on a date? And if so…with which one. Or is it
both?”
“THAT DOES IT!” Sakura screamed. Hinata had to
jump across the small ramen stand as the bright-haired woman mockingly tried to
stab herself in the stomach.
Jiyumaru turned to Teuchi and Ayame who were
both laughing up a storm. “Was it something I said?” he asked.
Naruto continued to bang his head on the
counter.
“Oh it’s nothing Jiyumaru,” Ayame said with a
devilish wink.
“Ah, I see,” the caramel-headed Jounin
snickered. “Up to your old tricks again, eh Ayame?”
The waitress blushed slightly at that comment.
“What can I say?” she giggled. “It’s fun.”
Sakura stopped her pervious action and began to
sport a dastardly smile of her own. “Hey you two,” she called out, trying to
get one up on the woman who’d been tormenting her and her friends, “stop
flirting and get a room.”
Ayame’s cheeks flushed as she looked at
Sakura. “Oh it’s nothing like that!” she replied hastily.
“Yeah,” Jiyumaru spoke, “I like girls who are
more exuberant. Ayame here’s just a good friend and a former teammate. That’s
all, I assure you.”
As Teuchi handed Jiyumaru his bowl of beef
ramen, Sakura and Hinata shared a look of intrigue. They busily put two and two
together before turning back to Ayame with bewilderment on their faces.
“Wait, so let’s get this straight,” Sakura
said.
“You were a kunoichi?” Hinata seconded.
Ayame beamed as the memories returned to her.
“In my younger days, yes,” she divulged. “I was a young graduate, too! But a
nasty Lightning Jutsu fried some of my nerve endings. I don’t have the agility
necessary to be a kunoichi anymore, so I help dad around the restaurant.”
“I’m still sorry about that,” Jiyumaru said
solemnly.
“Hey, it’s not your fault,” the woman stated.
“You had your hands full. It’s my fault for underestimating my
opponent.”
“She can still serve as a bouncer though!” Old
Man Teuchi broke in, grinning broadly. “I’m still very proud of you, dear.”
“I know dad,” Ayame blushed.
“Sugoi,” Sakura gasped.
“I never would have guessed!” Hinata said.
“Yes well,” the ramen girl sighed, “despite all
of it, I try to remember my fighting days as little as possible.”
Jiyumaru let out a small grunt. Ayame sighed
as though she understood what it meant, and the conversation died there. Naruto
got the feeling there was something everyone else but the two of them were missing out on,
but he decided not to pry. Jiyumaru finished his ramen quickly and departed just as fast, sharing a smile with Ayame before he left. Feeling a
sort of tension beginning to rise, Naruto put on a huge grin and turned to the
ramen serving family.
“Another bowl please, Ayame-nee-chan!” the
jinchuuriki shouted.
“GAH!” Sakura yelped in surprise of her
cohort’s sudden outburst. “If you eat anymore in one sitting you’ll explode!”
“Like hell I will!” Naruto retorted. “I’ve got
a good metabolism!”
“You’d have to!” Sakura said
exasperatedly. She quickly degenerated into giggles at that point, Hinata
following suit.
“I’ll just never understand where you manage to
put it all, Naruto,” Ayame commented, stirring another pot of ramen.
The boy looked as though he were pondering it
for a moment, then simply gave up and continued slurping his food. The rest of
the people in the restaurant laughed a bit at him, Iruka managing to keep
somewhat of a distance from the conversation. Something told the Old Man that
he had come here for a different reason than to see Naruto.
“Say,” Sakura mumbled. “Did you guys hear
something?”
“Not me!” Naruto said.
“Me neither,” Hinata replied.
There was a momentary silence as Hinata
finished up her bowl of ramen, sporting the cute, wide smile that she so rarely
got to use. Sakura however was not off-guard, her ears listening for that faint
sound she had heard earlier. Suddenly her eyes burst wide as she stood up off
her stool and whirled to face the entrance of the ramen bar.
“DYNAMIC ENTRY!”
Rock Lee’s body burst through the flaps of
Ichiraku’s as he performed his and Gai’s signature opening attack, flying
foot-first into the group of shinobi. His attack would have caused some serious
damage as well, had it not been for his pink-headed student. Lee’s assault was
met by Sakura’s fist, her attack colliding with his jaw just before his
outstretched leg made contact with Naruto’s body. There was a moment where
nothing in the world moved before Lee’s form was hurled back into the street,
crashing violently into one of the nearby fruit carts.
“Woo!” Sakura squealed. “I knew I’d get him
this time!”
Lee slowly rolled back in from the road, his
eyes twirling. Ayame let out a startled gasp while Iruka, Naruto and Hinata
just stared at Sakura blankly, Naruto rudely pointing at her like he’d just seen
a ghost.
“So did I do it right, Lee-sensei?”
Sakura asked her beaten teacher, grinning fiercely.
The bowl-cut boy with the freakishly large
eyebrows bolted to his feet quite abruptly, giving off a salute at the medic-nin
while the others continued to watch in disbelief. “You did that most
excellently, Sakura-san!”
“Shannaro!” Sakura screamed, punching
the air in front of her. “That’s what I like to hear!”
“The fires of your youth burn as brightly as my
own, Sakura-san!” Lee prompted, pumping his fist into the air in admiration of
his student.
Inside the restaurant, five separate sweat
drops adorned five separate heads.
In his little corner, Iruka trembled at the
sights going on before him. Having remained silent the last little while, he
nibbled his lower lip in shock and fear.
I raised a nuthouse, he mentally
quivered
“Alright Sensei!” the well-endowed girl
beamed. “What’s next?”
“Unfortunately, I do not have a lot of time
right now,” Lee confessed. “Gai-sensei wishes for me to meet him for special
training at our old training ground. I apologize.”
Sakura’s head sunk low as she heard that, gloom
developing about her form. Naruto slowly leaned towards Hinata, intent on
whispering something to her.
“It’s kinda…creepy when Lee and Sakura are
together like this,” he said in a low tone.
“Really?” Hinata answered faintly. “I think
it’s kind of cute.”
Just as quickly as she had fallen into
depression, Sakura raised her head with all the brightness of the sun. The act
was so unexpected that Naruto actually jumped a little in his seat as she did
it.
“Alright then!” she said gleefully. “I’m
already making leaps and bounds. I guess I can take a break for one day.”
“Of course, Sakura-san!” Lee cheered. He
flashed his apprentice a “Nice Guy” pose before adding, “Next time, I will teach
you how to do the Konoha Senpuu!”
The cherry-haired girl gasped in happiness, her
eyes lighting up into stars. “Really!?” she yelled. “You mean it?!”
“Would I lie to my student?” Lee inquired. The
two shared a laugh before the freakish-looking teenager turned to the others in
the eatery and threw them a salute. “I must be going now. See you all later!”
The bushy-browed male rapidly exited the
establishment, heading off to his old training ground. There was a collective
sigh of relief as he left from everyone but Sakura, who was still shaking with
excitement over the prospect of learning one of Konoha’s best Taijutsu moves.
It was at this time that Iruka cleared his
throat. Everyone slowly swerved towards him, looking at him as though he had
just arrived. Remembering that her manners seemed to be lacking, Ayame said
hello to him and he replied in kind to her.
“What will you be having today?” Teuchi asked
the academy instructor.
“Pork ramen, if you wouldn’t mind,” the teacher
said. As Teuchi took his order and turned to Ayame to prepare the meal, Iruka
turned to his old students with a smile. “So, how are things with you Naruto?”
The fair-haired teen looked over at Iruka with
a half-smile, sighing. “They…could be better.”
Iruka was about to pry for more information
when he caught the look on Hinata’s face. It was that sad look that only the
years of her life could muster. It said without any chance of mistake that she
would rather it not be discussed. The Chuunin sighed and waved it off, giving a
short smile.
“Never mind,” he said, “I imagine it must be
difficult, whatever it is. Just try not to worry about it too much. If you do,
then nothing will get solved. Remember…no matter what happens, your life isn’t
over. One day you’ll be able to look up and smile again.”
It was such a generic set of advice that one
automatically knew the poor man was simply trying to cover all the bases in one
fell comment. Though it was a somewhat cheap attempt, the smiles that decorated
Naruto and Hinata’s faces were enough to make sure the older man knew his words
meant something to them.
“Arigato, Iruka-sensei,” Naruto mumbled softly.
“Arigato,” Hinata sighed, mimicking her
boyfriend.
There was a moment of silence before Ayame
handed Iruka his ramen. The scarred man smiled at her and thanked her, breaking
his chopsticks and uttering the well-known phrase before digging in.
Almost as soon as he had begun to eat, the
flaps of the Ichiraku Ramen bar parted once more. Attention was turned to the
shaggy looking boy who had just entered, a bark emanating from his side as the
big dog nuzzled into Hinata’s lap.
“Kiba-kun!” the dark-haired girl smiled.
“Hey Hinata,” the dog-boy smirked. “And I see
you’re here with Naruto and Sakura. That makes my job a lot easier.”
“What’s up Kiba?” Naruto asked as he swerved
around on his stool.
“We’ve got a mission you three,” he said all
too jovially.
“Finally!” Sakura shouted in joy. “I’ve been
cooped up in that hospital for too long. I needed to get out.”
“Well hurry your asses up,” Kiba snickered.
“Last one there gets to bathe Akamaru!”
The large dog growled in protest to the wager, but had no say in it
really. Like lightning the four shinobi burst out of the restaurant, Hinata
doing the responsible thing and dropping a sizeable amount of cash on the table
to pay for their meals. It was a moment before the scuffle caused by their
hasty exit settled down and quiet returned to the small eating place.
“So,” Ayame said, breaking the stillness, “you
still haven’t found someone to ask out, huh Iruka?”
“Nope,” Iruka admitted. “Most of the
desirables are either taken…or active in the field. It’d be too much for me to
see someone who was constantly going out on missions all the time.”
“What about kunoichi that don’t go on
missions?” the serving girl grinned. “Specifically…retired ones?”
Iruka stopped in mid-slurp, looking up at the
woman before him. She flashed him a quirky grin and turned back to the cooking
pots in the back, filling the container with uncooked ramen noodles.
“So,” she said keenly, “pick me up at eight?”
Three Chuunins and one extremely hyperactive
Genin raced through the streets of Konoha on their way to the Hokage’s Tower.
Kiba and Akamaru took to the rooftops whilst Sakura, Hinata and Naruto kept to
the pavement. Laughter graced the ears of all four friends as the lower three
busily dodged and weaved through the oncoming civilians, making their way
through the village at top speed. Hinata accidentally fell behind when Naruto
tipped over a fruit stand, forcing the more down-to-earth one of them to
apologize and offer to reimburse the owner for his loss. Needless to say she
would be the one breaking out the soap and water for that huge dog.
As she approached the large red building, the
pale-eyed girl crashed into the body of Ryumoto Yakusho. Once again disobeying
medical orders, he was up and about. This time however he didn’t seem to be out
training or beating himself up. From the way it looked, he was just enjoying a
small walk out in the village.
“Gomen Yakusho!” Hinata whimpered as she stood
up from the mess they made as they toppled to the floor.
“Hey, watch yourself White-Eyes,” he grumbled,
rubbing his damaged side. “If you don’t watch out, something bad is apt to
happen to you.”
She bowed in apology again. “Gomen!” she
squeaked. “I have a mission, I was in a hurry. Please forgive me!”
“No big deal,” the older teen sighed. “If you
see Pinkie, don’t tell her I was out here.”
“Gotcha,” Hinata said as she straightened her
hair. She gave one last bow before rushing into the tower.
Hinata was greeted by the laughter of her dog
training teammate, who ruffled Akamaru’s fur in a suggestive manner at her. She
pouted as she was once again reminded of her fate, but decided to bonk Kiba on
the head instead of crying about it. There was a fit of laughter at the poor
brunet’s expense before the group of four people and one canine moved their way
towards Tsunade’s headquarters.
The Hokage for the most part looked rather
vexed. She was busy sifting through documents and forms and papers, most of
which seemed utterly useless to her. As those four slowly slipped into her
office she looked rather relieved for a moment before her face returned to that
perpetual anxiety.
“Ah good, you’re here,” she stated. “First of
all, I want to apologize for yet another large group…but considering the
importance of the mission I think I have reason.”
“Why that’s baa-chan?” Naruto grumbled. He
didn’t even know why he felt like pestering her today, but he did it regardless.
“Jiyumaru just returned from the Grass Country
an hour or so ago,” Tsunade said powerfully. “The message he intercepted states
that the Kusa Shinobi are being used to transfer some of Orochimaru’s most
volatile experiments. Apparently they seem to think that by helping him,
Orochimaru will give them the secrets of the Fushi Tensei jutsu.”
“Are they completely out of their minds?” Kiba
sighed, shaking his head in dismay. “They’ve gotta realize that nobody
would give up the secrets to that kind of technique…”
“Well it would seem they don’t,” Tsunade
grumbled. She seemed just as upset by it as Kiba did. “The target it is at
least a day’s journey from the village, camped out on the outskirts of the
forest.”
Tsunade pushed a map forward on her desk.
Naruto slowly picked it up and examined it, finding the place they needed to be
going circled in bright red ink.
“So we go in, beat them up, and take whatever
information we can get?” Naruto asked with a great big smile.
“You have such a talent for simplifying
things,” Tsunade muttered. “But yes, that’s the basics of it. The group
stationed there is apparently waiting for someone to come pick up their
package. Make sure it’s you, understand?”
Three of the shinobi present uttered a sharp “Hai,
Hokage-sama!” to their leader as they got their orders. Not included in
them was Naruto, who was seemingly still absorbed in the map he had received.
He looked back and forth amongst the group before turning back to the old woman.
“Um, baa-chan?” he said questioningly. “Who’s
the leader?”
An awkward silence followed that query. The
wind rattled the windows of the Hokage’s office as the Sannin looked directly
into Naruto’s eyes, a quirky grin rising on her features.
“Despite my better judgment,” she explained,
“you will be leading this mission, Uzumaki Naruto.”
After removing herself from the wall and
straightening her hair, Tsunade made a mental note not to mention anything that
truly excited Naruto if she were anywhere close to him. The boy was simply too
loud.
The four shinobi raced off to prepare things
for the mission. Having already eaten, it was only a matter of stocking up on
supplies and making sure the group had enough food for the road. Naruto had
chosen to leave the provisions to Sakura, as she had to go home to get into a
new set of clothes anyway. Hinata and Kiba ran back to their places to make
sure they had all the tools they would need, while Naruto busied himself with
studying the map he had been entrusted with. He had never lead a mission before
and butterflies were starting to rear their multi-eyed heads in his stomach over
the prospect. He had to get this right, or Tsunade-baa-chan would never let him
lead again. If he wasn’t allowed to lead missions for the rest of his life, it
would kill him, and he couldn’t die just yet. He still had to make sure Tsunade
paid for making Yakusho live with him.
He grimaced for a moment. I swear you’ll
pay for that someday, baa-chan! he shouted mentally. It was the third time
he’d uttered that statement to himself.
The troop gathered at the gates to Konoha,
falling in one by one. Naruto for nearly the first time in his life was the
first person there, followed by Kiba, then Hinata and then Sakura. Following
her change of clothes Sakura was now wearing a tamer black top with black shorts
and a pink over-skirt strapped to her waist that was really nothing more than a
fashion statement. Her arms were decorated with elbow-length fingerless gloves
much like her legs were adorned with knee-high black boots.
“So mister big shot leader,” Sakura teased her
blond friend, “what’s the game plan?”
Naruto shot his teammate an indignant look
before turning back to his map. He peered over it for a moment, then folded it
up and put it in the left pocket of his pants.
“Alright,” he ordered, “Kiba’s on point.
Hinata, you’ve got the rear. Sakura and I will take the sides.”
“That almost sounds like a real plan,” Kiba
chuckled, petting Akamaru on the head. “Sure you thought it up yourself?”
Naruto almost told Kiba to bite him, but he
remembered what happened the last time he’d asked that and thought better of it.
Instead he just stared flatly at the nin-ken trainer, hoping his point got
across.
“Sounds good,” Hinata said softly.
“I can follow that,” Sakura added.
“Alright, then let’s move!” Naruto called,
pointing out into the wilderness.
The four shinobi vanished into the foliage,
leafs falling onto the ground from the spots they entered the trees. Silence
fell over the gate as its watchers looked on for a few more moments and then
returned to their menial task.
The unit was nearly three quarters of the way
to their destination when the sun began to fall over the edge of the landscape.
Orange and yellow hues began to paint the sky as night began to leak into the
sky, the clouds catching the wondrous colors and holding them before all faded
to black.
They decided to make camp near a river that cut
through the forest, giving them a source of water and a place to clean up. The
tents were pitched not too far from the rolling waters as Kiba was sent out to
collect some firewood. Sakura was busy gathering all her food supplies to
create a hearty dinner whilst Hinata grabbed the pot and began gathering the
water. The two females giggled at each other knowingly as they separated for
their tasks, leaving Naruto to wonder what exactly it was they were planning.
As soon as the water was gathered and all of
Sakura’s ingredients were out, the kunoichi produced a small whistle with a
flashy motion. Hinata began to laugh, her face saying that she knew what was
about to happen. Sakura placed the device in her lips and blew on it quite
hard. Despite the force she put into it though, no sound seemed to come from
the rudimentary apparatus. The two girls smiled at one another before turning
their bright faces on the other boy with them. He could tell something was up,
but wasn’t exactly sure what it was.
The answer came shortly as Akamaru, along with
Kiba on his back, burst into view. The white-furred dog stopped abruptly in
front of the girl in black, launching Kiba and his firewood into the air. The
projectile shinobi rolled on the ground a few times as Hinata quickly caught
what wood she could, giggling all the while. Akamaru barked happily and wagged
his tail at Sakura as Kiba slowly stood up, slight dizziness settling in.
“What have I told you,” the shaken teen griped,
“about using the dog whistle?”
“Well it got you here right quick, didn’t it?”
Sakura said, dangling said whistle at Kiba tauntingly.
“Oh whatever,” the dog-boy sighed. “So what’s
for dinner?”
“Oh I’m trying something new tonight,” the pink-haired young woman
said. “Tonight, I’ll be cooking my own special double-topping ramen!”
Everyone’s faces dulled at that statement.
Sakura blinked a few times, then asked cautiously what everyone was so worried
about. Kiba didn’t trust her ability to cook, Hinata wasn’t sure ramen was the
best thing for her to be eating after she’d had it for breakfast, and Naruto
wasn’t sure he would be able to judge it without bias. The young woman with the
large forehead glared at them angrily and told them to just set up the fire
around the rocks not far from the stream. She would definitely show them.
The food was cooking just as the sun finally
tucked itself in. Sakura continuously checked and stirred the contents of her
pot while Hinata aided her in adding certain ingredients. Kiba had to turn his
nose from the concoction, though he came clean to Naruto by saying that the only
reason he was doing so was because it smelled so damn good. Naruto also
admitted his guilt for his earlier statements, his nose betraying him much
before he knew his tongue would.
Dinner was served in bowls that Sakura had
brought with them in that travel pack. As each one of them took a seat on a
respective stone they sniffed the combination of kamaboko and pork, breaking
their chopsticks with a look that was part anticipation and part fear. Kiba
scooped up some of the noodles and slurped them down, his compatriots waiting on
his analysis. A moment later, the dog-boy flashed a smile that was accompanied
by a bark from his best friend. It was great! Sakura squealed in delight as
she poured herself a bowl and began to eat along with her friends.
Forty-five minutes later there were four empty
bowls sitting around the camp fire. Kiba let out a loud belch to display his
satisfaction with the meal that had come with such great conversation, earning a
quirky grin from Naruto and mock disgust from the women. They stayed and
chatted for a while before Kiba and Akamaru let out a unified yawn and declared
they were going to get some rest for the morning. Kiba closed the tent behind
him as Akamaru took a spot beside it, and in moments the two were down for the
count.
As the fire crackled before him, Naruto found
himself once again lost in thought. He had hoped he could escape these
imaginings for at least one night, but it seemed they would continue to haunt
him for weeks to come. He still couldn’t get his mind off of the predicament
that was now facing his girlfriend. He wanted to. He wanted to remove himself
from it and allow her to be happy. He wanted to take her mind away from it too,
but it seemed the more he thought about it, the worse it became. If only there
was an answer.
Naruto became aware that someone near him was
giggling very hard. Shaking his head roughly to dissipate his thoughts the
young blond turned his attention to the other two people sharing the warmth of
the flames with him.
“There’s no way,” Sakura squeaked, her cheeks
turning red. “I can’t believe…there’s just no way, Hinata!”
Hinata was sporting a smirk that was somewhat
unbecoming of her. In all the time Naruto had known the once shy girl, she had
never had a grin so mischievous. Sakura however was showing a blush that was
generally reserved for schoolgirl fantasies. The medic looked between her
teammate and the dark-haired heiress, her flush increasing in strength as the
two teenage girls conversed. Naruto felt like he could have stared for an
eternity, but that hope was dashed when Hinata turned to gaze directly at him.
The smirk was gone, but something told him the thought that had created it
wasn’t.
“Naruto-kun,” Hinata said, slowly rising to her
feet. “What do you think of Sakura?”
This was a trap. Naruto audibly gulped as his
wanton mind centered in on what was going on. He knew a little while ago he had
mentioned to Hinata that the way Sakura looked these days was quite…arousing.
He had never really expected the two to share as much information as they did
between each other. He never really expected his girlfriend and teammate to
become such good friends. Now it seemed like it was coming to bite him in the
ass.
“W-well I…” the boy mumbled, clearing his
throat. “I think she’s a wonderful kunoichi and a fabulous medic-nin. She’s
the best there is, next to Tsunade-baa-chan.”
“Is that all you think?” Hinata asked, licking
her lips. Her hips carried an odd sway in them as she walked over to him and
plopped herself down on his lap, turning his face to see the blush spreading on
Sakura’s cheeks. “Come on…I think Sakura deserves to know.”
The young blond knew he was screwed. He either
spoke the truth and have Sakura maim him, or lie and have Hinata do the same.
He took one last moment to be thankful for the days he’d been alive before
swallowing hard and blurting it out.
“She’s probably one of the sexiest women in all
of Konoha,” Naruto said with a whimper, preparing to be sent into orbit.
Surprisingly the attack never came. Instead, Naruto heard soft giggles coming
from his lover while the blush that was on Sakura’s cheeks deepened even
further.
“Did you hear that, Sakura?” Hinata cooed. “He
called you ‘sexy’.”
“I’m gonna die,” Sakura whined, covering her
face. “This is so embarrassing!”
“Sexy like me, huh?” Hinata turned to her
boyfriend with a smirk. She quickly drew a kunai out of her pouch and mockingly
pressed it to the boy’s throat. “Deadly too, eh?”
“Y-you could say that,” Naruto shivered. He
wasn’t threatened by Hinata’s actions in the least bit. Rather, he was
beginning to become slightly entranced and aroused by them.
“What else do you see when you look into
those big green eyes?” the pupil-less female asked him. “Look really close and
tell me.”
Naruto felt the cold metal of Hinata’s weapon
nudge his throat. He gulped softly and focused his blue orbs into the sea of
Sakura’s eyes. The other girl tried to hide her face, but by the time she had
it was too late. The male had already picked up on the message contained within
the window to her soul. It was a message she obviously wanted to scream out
across the forests, but instead held it back.
She wanted him.
“I’ll kill you Hyuuga Hinata,” Sakura
whimpered. “I swear I will.”
The words brought Naruto from his shock. The
three shared an awkward silence before words found their place in Naruto’s
throat.
“I…I think I see what you’re talking about,
Hina-chan,” the boy huffed.
“Mmm, good,” Hinata chuckled. She drew her
kunai up to the teen’s whisker-covered cheek. “What do you suppose we should do
about that?”
“I h-have n-no clue, Hina-chan,” Naruto gasped,
his breath quickening.
“This is so evil,” Sakura whined from
her spot.
“Really?” Hinata said, her raven locks brushing
against the back of Naruto’s neck. “Because it really makes me want have sex
with her.”
Time froze as Hinata dug her blade into her
lover’s cheek and cut it. Naruto’s eyes burst wide as pain suddenly danced
across the side of his face, followed by the warm flow of blood. A loud gasp
shot out of Sakura’s body as the once timid girl licked the blood off her kunai,
complimenting Naruto on its exquisite taste. Something here was horribly amiss,
but neither one of them could deny that the girl was indeed Hyuuga Hinata.
Neither one of them was really complaining, either.
Promptly the heiress stood and worked her way
back over to her fellow young woman, her hips maintaining that new swagger they
seemed to have developed. She approached the well endowed miracle worker,
sliding herself into the girl’s lap with a lick of her already moist lips.
“Doesn’t Sakura look delicious,
Naruto-kun?” Hinata questioned. Another gasp filled the camp, followed by a
small moan as Hinata drew her kunai across Sakura’s face. The cut was only deep
enough to draw blood, which the pale-eyed girl licked off her weapon much like
she had with her boyfriend’s. There was no room to question the action.
Neither Naruto nor Sakura really knew what to do or say.
“Y-you don’t have to do this,” the
blossom-haired girl finally gasped, a shiver traveling through her body.
“But what if I want to?” was the soft reply.
“You taste very sweet, by the way.”
The two members of Team Seven shuddered in
unison. They weren’t exactly sure why, but this whole scene was starting to
become more than they could bear. Naruto could see the way Sakura’s legs and
lips quivered while Hinata wiggled in her lap, and he was very aware of
the rather stiff reaction it was getting from him.
“Wh-what’s gotten into you, Hinata?” he asked
in a hush.
“I’m not quite sure,” his significant other
responded innocently. “I just feel…different.”
“N-not complaining here,” Sakura said
wistfully, her hips jerking slightly towards the other woman.
For the first time since all of this started,
Naruto found the power in his limbs to move. His legs lifted him from where he
had been sitting and slowly drew him towards the two lovely women in his life.
His breath was short as he came within reach of them, his mind-numbed hands
moving of their own accord to stroke both pairs of lovely faces. Naruto found
his lips to be dry, his tongue snaking out to wet them before he spoke.
“This is what you want?” he asked openly. “The
three of us?”
Naruto could feel his hand trailing down
Sakura’s side until his hand drifted over her thigh, squeezing it ever so
gently. Sakura’s eyes closed sharply as she inhaled, her hips shifting towards
Naruto’s hand as Hinata leaned in, nibbling across the pink-haired girl’s
earlobe. Another gasp exited the medic’s mouth as her neck craned to the side
to give the other female more access, a jumbled set of words coming to a head on
her tongue.
“Oh gods,” she mewled, “yes. Hells yes…”
Hinata didn’t even need to say her answer. The
way she licked over Sakura’s ear was more than any words could ever hope to
match. They both wanted this very badly, and Naruto would be a damned fool to
deny them. A whiskered cheek brushed against Sakura’s face before her lips were
crushed by Naruto’s, sending a jolt of passion through her body she had never
experienced before. The moan that came out of her gullet only intensified as
her colleague brushed his palm against the side of her well-grown left breast.
She returned the kiss with equal zeal, her gloved palm stroking across Hinata’s
rear end along with Naruto’s spare one. A unified grunt passed through the
three soon-to-be lovers as they slowly started the sacred act.
Sakura’s body was already losing control of
itself. Desperately she shifted around, trying to get more from both of the
people working her form like a well-tuned piano. Locks of deep hair brushed
over her shoulder teasingly as Hinata nibbled on one of her earlobes, forcing
her to gasp sharply.
“N-Naruto…” Sakura whined, her hips wiggling
where she sat. “H-Hinata…”
Hinata responded to her friend’s plea by
snaking an arm around the bustier girl’s waist, sucking on the back of her neck
ever-so-gently. Another whimper resounded within the slightly tomboyish girl’s
chest, her head thrown back as she attempted to wriggle more into her
compatriot’s grasp. Naruto took the opportunity to sink his teeth into the
flowery-headed girl’s throat softly, his hand reaching up to pull apart the knot
in her hitai-ate. The first piece of clothing tumbled to the forest floor as
Sakura’s short hair softly fell back into place, her world a complete daze as
she attempted to make some noise. Her effort was in vain as the sheer emotion
of the moment caused her to choke on her own voice.
Then all of a sudden she pushed Naruto off of
her. Quickly she twisted her neck and reached up with a pink-covered hand to cup
Hinata’s pale features in her grasp, drawing their lips together. Both females
shuddered and sighed as they made first contact with one another, their bodies
melting as they kissed.
If Naruto never saw anything ever
again, he would want what he was seeing now to be burned into his memory
forever. The image of the woman he loved and his former crush kissing before
him was perhaps the sexiest thing he’d seen in his entire life. That included
all the times he’d been forced to go spying on women bathing with Jiraiya in
their trips together. There was just something about the two young women
kissing, their tongues slowly sliding against the other’s as the moonlight shone
over them, that was particularly mesmerizing. Sakura was even running her hands
through Hinata’s tresses, working her digits through each strand in a
captivating performance.
Deciding he had been idle in this
for long enough, Naruto quickly made himself useful. His hands slid up Sakura’s
splendid thighs, taking a quick feel for them before finding the strap to her
pink over-skirt. As he busied himself with removing the garment from his
teammate, she and Hinata broke their kiss with a heavy sigh. Green eyes fixated
on blond hair as Sakura’s hands quickly snagged onto the zipper of Naruto’s
jumpsuit, tugging the fly down to open his jacket. Hinata busied herself with
removing her sweater, her upper half covered by a small black tank-top. She
also had a small layer of mesh clothing underneath, which was probably there in
place of a bra. At the same time Sakura marveled in the sight of Naruto’s white
undershirt, leaning in to gnaw across his jaw line as she pulled the jacket away
from his body and tossed it to the ground. She then flashed a pretty grin as
she pulled loose his hitai-ate, letting it join hers on the ground.
It was then that Hinata and
Naruto shared a grin. Sakura shivered as she saw it, trying to break free of
them before it was too late. She did not make it in time however as Hinata’s
teeth chattered and nibbled across her neck, a single hand slithering up the
medic’s side before latching onto a thick breast through her clothes. She tried
to react to the other woman’s advance, but instead drew in her breath sharply as
Naruto joined his girlfriend on the attack, his hands playing against his
friend’s thighs as his tongue wiggled against her collar bone. Sakura could
feel the beads of sweat gather on her soft skin as she panted and groaned, her
mind running a thousand miles a second as she was assaulted with love by the
other two.
“Do you feel her squirm, Naruto-kun?” Hinata
whispered.
“Hai, I do,” the jinchuuriki responded. “She
really wants this…”
Sakura was mildly aware someone was talking
about her. She couldn’t really figure out who or where their voice was coming
from though. She was acutely aware of the fire that was burning in her loins,
and that someone or something was tugging, licking and prodding her in all the
right places to drive her quite out of her mind. She ordered her voice to
direct those invisible hands to the spots she desired, but her mouth and tongue
refused to comply. Instead all that she could do was whimper crazily, her body
twisting between the two sources of ecstasy that were harassing her. Her hips
tumbled and her body ached as a deep shudder passed through her.
That was when Naruto cupped her other mound and
tugged at her shorts. Her body caught fire at the touches, a moan shooting into
the air as she squirmed. The way her body moved against Naruto’s hands made it
very hard to pull her shorts from her. The more he tried, the more the fabric
rubbed against her thighs and core. The more friction that was placed against
her sex, the more Sakura writhed. It was a simple math equation that didn’t
seem to have an end until Sakura arrived at hers. A head of lush pink hair flew
back as a throaty, gargled scream filled the moonlit sky. Sakura came hard, her
hips jerking and body convulsing against her two lovers, a thick damp patch
appearing on her black garments and the panties underneath as she climaxed
forcefully.
There was a moment of silence as the twitching
female settled from her orgasm, her head sliding back onto Hinata’s shoulder as
she panted hotly. Hinata’s lavender-eyes twinkled mischievously as she stroked
her friend’s face.
“Kawaii…” she murmured. “So soon, Sakura?”
The darkly dressed girl huffed loudly.
“Y-you’re such a tease, Hinata.”
“I think you’re just enjoying this a little too
much,” Naruto said hoarsely, aware that his throat felt dry.
“You are too, Naruto-kun,” Hinata said
breathlessly. To emphasize her point she reached between Naruto’s legs and
stroked the prominent bulge that had developed there.
Sakura saw the opening and took it, grinding
her rump into Hinata’s lap while the other girl was off-guard. In the shock and
pleasure that her diversion offered her Sakura escaped the sandwich she had
become a part of. With a coy look on her face and a wink to her partner, Sakura
draped her leg around Hinata’s waist and pulled herself into the other woman,
drawing her teeth across the Hyuuga heiress’s throat. It was the faint girl’s
turn to mewl in joy as she was teased, pale fingers threading into pink wisps.
Naruto didn’t want to feel left out, so he snuck himself under the pallid chin
of his girlfriend and trapped Sakura’s wandering mouth with his own, kissing her
firmly where she sat.
White eyes furrowed in dismay. Hinata didn’t
feel like being interrupted at this point, so she simply grabbed Naruto by his
left leg and pushed him back, causing him to tumble and fall onto the ground.
Believing she was out of the woods so to speak, Sakura jovially waved at her
teammate as he took his lumps. She quickly realized that Hinata simply wanted
her to herself right now as the shorter girl grasped Sakura’s heavy breasts
through her top, kneading the luscious orbs like bread. Team Seven’s female
constituent felt her eyes roll into her head as she groaned, pressing her body
towards Hinata in an impressive and erotic display.
What happened next shocked both Sakura and
Naruto. Hinata produced her bloodstained kunai once more, but instead of aiming
for flesh this time she aimed for cloth. The soft sound of fabric shredding
followed as Hinata caught the blade on the bottom of Sakura’s top and proceeded
to slowly cut the garment from her body. With one last flick of her knife she
sliced the black top and Sakura’s bra clean open, causing the pink-haired girl’s
hefty assets to plop free of their jail. Sakura blushed slightly as she was
exposed to the cool night air, her nipples stiffening almost instantly as the
breeze passed over them. She was turned by Hinata to face Naruto, her body
shown off like it was some sort of prized trophy before the Hyuuga girl took in
her scent and licked across her earlobe.
“Such a delicious little sight, isn’t it
Naruto-kun?” the boy’s lover asked. Before the answer made it to her she had
leaned in and drawn a portion of Sakura’s tit between her jaws, sucking tenderly
on the creamy flesh.
Naruto gulped audibly but said nothing.
Instead of vocalizing he moved towards the two, assisting Hinata in removing the
panting kunoichi’s remaining clothes. While he undid and pulled away Sakura’s
boots and socks, Hinata took her time to delicately peel off the ruined clothing
that had once concealed Sakura’s most wondrous features along with her long
fingerless gloves. All three of them took turns kissing before both the
Kyuubi’s vessel and his vixen pushed off the last two pieces of their friend’s
ensemble.
Sakura quivered and moaned as the chill air of
the night greeted her sex, pinkish curls dripping from her arousal. Naruto had
never seen another girl other than Hinata, and the light layer of hair on
Sakura’s quim was quite intriguing to him. He barely had any time to examine it
however as his best female friend wriggled in his girlfriend’s lap, cupping a
pair of pasty cheeks in her hands before kissing the heiress deeply on the
lips. As the two women began to make out once more in front of him, Sakura
reached down and tugged at Hinata’s shirt. Soft fingers traced even softer skin
before clamping down on the black fabric, rolling the shirt up the slender body
and past the mesh that guarded the two globes. Sakura snickered gently as her
head dipped in, gathering the tip of Hinata’s mesh in her teeth and pulling it
up with the rest of the girl’s top. In one fell swoop the taller teen had
disrobed her friend’s upper half, twin alabaster breasts bouncing back into
their perky origin as the clothing was taken away. In an instant a head of
blond hair found itself behind the flowing river of black, its owner’s hands
gently gliding over pale mounds before looking up at the both of them.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” Naruto
shivered as he handled his girlfriend’s chest.
“Don’t complain,” was the only thing Sakura
offered.
As Naruto’s fingers squeezed into
the pliant tissue that had been presented to them both, Sakura decided to find
her entertainment in kissing Hinata once more, pressing their bodies together.
As smooth hips and large busts rubbed against each other the short-haired girl
began to lick down the sandwiched woman’s pasty skin, tasting every inch of her
before a slithering tongue wrapped around a peaked nipple and drew it into the
hot confines of Sakura’s mouth. Hinata responded by grasping her attacker’s
head in a firm grip, moaning deeply as she encouraged the actions of both her
lovers. Naruto obliged the smallish girl, his fingers playing over one of her
soft tits as his mouth trailed over her shoulder, leaving small kisses in its
wake. As the scion of the Hyuuga clan writhed and bucked between them,
Tsunade’s prodigy decided it was high time there was a second naked lady in this
ménage-en-trois. Her now naked fingers slipped into the waistband of Hinata’s
remaining clothing, tugging lavender colored pants and panties away from the
petite girl. When the lovely thighs of their current prey were exposed both
Naruto and Sakura took one of Hinata’s feet in their hands, pulling her geta off
with a sly smirk each.
“You’re…incredible Hinata,”
Sakura gaped, running her hands up the aforementioned woman’s body.
“Arigato Sakura,” Hinata replied,
curling her fingers across the medic’s face.
There was a moment of
motionlessness before the lavender-eyed girl gripped Sakura by her shoulders and
tossed the teenage girl into her teammate. Not wanting to tumble into the dirt
she latched on to Naruto’s strong shoulders, her naked body pressed against his
still rather clothed one tightly. They shared a small laugh before the
whiskered Genin drew his Chuunin partner’s face to his own and kissed her
deeply.
Where Naruto was willing to take
his time and move slowly, Sakura was fueled by primitive need. Gone was her
will to tease and play the game. It was replaced by a burning want for the boy
in front of her and nothing would deny her at this point. Quickly she wrestled
her teammate to the ground and began to wrench his clothing from him, Hinata
sliding down to the ground next to them as both girls lightly ground their
nubile forms into their male counterpart, grinning devilishly.
“What’s with the hurry?” Naruto
asked hoarsely, part of him giving him a mental slap for asking.
“Because I don’t want to lose my
nerve,” Sakura panted. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this but just
never had the guts to do it. Don’t stop me now, Uzumaki Naruto!”
With a little help from the young
man’s true partner Sakura managed to free the jinchuuriki from his clothing,
gasping as she unleashed his manhood. It wasn’t as though she had never seen
one before. Being a student of Tsunade’s she was almost like a doctor, with
expansive knowledge of the human body. Nothing truly could have prepared her
for seeing the treasured attachment to masculinity before her. It wasn’t that
it was overly large, nor was it small. It was simply that it belonged to
someone important to her that make the whole situation seem surreal.
“Isn’t it incredible Sakura?” Hinata giggled
from their side.
There was no response. Sakura began to fidget
with her pink locks, second-guessing her own intent. Was she really ready to do
this? Could she actually go through with it?
“What’s the matter?” Hinata spoke up again in a
teasing tone. “Are you…afraid?”
Sakura’s brow tensed at that statement. She
turned her head to glare at the girl with eyes like the moon, licking her lips
aggressively.
“Hell no I’m not,” she stated proudly.
With one swift motion the female member of Team
Seven lifted herself above her friend’s body before crashing down upon him,
throwing her head back with a loud moan as she impaled her center on his shaft.
The large-breasted woman trembled on top of the male, her body aflame with
sensation as she sat on his lap, filled with him. Hinata giggled quietly and
made her way to Naruto’s side, licking across his cheek as she looked up at the
nearly paralyzed girl.
“How’s it feel?” she asked tauntingly.
“Tight…” was the gasping reply from her lover.
Sakura began to lightly rock her body, moving
her hips up and down on Naruto’s member. The pleasant friction combined with
the suckling of her netherlips provided the both of them with a combined burst
of pleasure. A burning groan exited Sakura’s frame while a less heated but
equally passionate moan was given forth by Naruto. They continued to rut
together and issue whimpered noises of lust as the moment drew on. The blond
quickly found his hands reaching up and over Sakura’s chest, cupping and rolling
the large orbs that adorned her body. The woman’s breath quickened at the
touch, her moans coming more often as his digits toyed with the hardened tips of
her nipples.
“You both look absolutely delicious,” Hinata
mused, kissing Naruto’s cheek.
The pale-eyed girl yelped as she was suddenly
grabbed by the enthused woman who was having sex with her boyfriend. Her dark
mane of hair fluttered over her bare shoulders and towards the ground as she was
positioned on her hands and knees, her crotch directly above Naruto’s eager
eyes. The hairless pair of lips dripped excitedly as she was moved, their owner
gasping in surprise.
“Sakura, what are you…ahhh!” came the shout
from Hinata. She had wanted to say more but found the words thrust from her as
Sakura – in a show of impressive flexibility – leaned in from her position in
Naruto’s lap and attached her mouth to her friend’s sex, suckling the pouting
netherlips as firmly as she could. Addressed with the sight of his best female
friend licking away at his lover’s snatch nearly drove Naruto completely out of
his mind. The pleasure coursing through him caused him to thrust up into
Sakura’s down stroke, producing a dual growl of satisfaction from the joined
couple. Sakura’s moan was placed into Hinata’s waiting slit, causing the
once-nervous girl to let out a sound so lewd one would never have thought
she was the same girl who couldn’t look Naruto in the eye but a few months ago.
Thus a series of chain reactions occurred that
seemed to keep the act going. The three continued to share each other’s bodies
as the night droned on around them, their vocalizations growing in pitch as they
would discover one thing after another that pleased the other. Naruto took it
upon himself to release one of Sakura’s breasts from his grip so that he might
have a chance to fondle the chest of his beloved, his palm gracefully dancing
over her taut, pale stomach before gripping the mammary firmly. A cacophony of
delightful wails and groans followed his actions, forcing his mind into
overdrive as he picked up the pace with Sakura. In return Sakura drove her hips
against Naruto faster whilst her tongue danced between Hinata’s folds with
renewed vigor. The heat that came off the three of them was intense. It would
only be a matter of time now.
“This…was the best idea I’ve ever
had,” Hinata groaned as she dug her nails into the dirt, twisting her body to
grind her hips into Sakura’s face. Forced to do nothing more than agree with
her via the basest of sounds, the other two members of the threesome continued
their acts of lovemaking unstopped. Everything in the forest except them and
the camp fire seemed to disappear in the blotchiness of space. A dome
surrounded them as their senses blocked out the exterior world, their minds and
hearts focused entirely on the task and people presented before them. There was
no room for anything else in their lives at that moment, and that’s how they
wanted it.
With a sudden rush and scream
reality came crashing back down on them. Hinata’s body convulsed wildly as she
climaxed, her hands dragging up clods of dirt as her sex contracted violently at
Sakura’s tongue, her wail echoing through the trees as excess wetness dripped
onto Naruto’s face. Sakura was second, the sight of Hinata arriving bringing
her off as well. Pink hair thrust itself into the air as her walls squeezed and
milked Naruto’s manhood for all its worth, pulling and sucking on the shaft
wildly. Mere moments later Naruto joined the two young ladies in their rapture
as the wild massage from Sakura’s inner muscles drew him to his peak, his
essence pouring into her womb in spastic shots. With a loud sigh all three of
them collapsed together, their forms slowly curling around one another for
warmth, affection and closeness.
“Definitely your best idea ever,”
Sakura huffed, attempting to catch her breath.
“Ditto,” Naruto chuckled,
nuzzling into Hinata’s stomach.
It was only a few minutes after
their lovemaking session that the three shinobi decided that cleaning up in the
river was probably the best thing for them to do before they went to bed. Not
wasting any time, Sakura and Hinata dragged their blond lover to the stream and
tossed him into it, following him in shortly after. They spent a good half hour
in the water doing nothing more than frolicking and joking around, the only
witness to the goings on and their nudity being the moon.
When they were sure they were
clean and their horseplay had finished, the three shinobi went back to their
tent and rummaged through their packs for towels. Once they were dry the next
step was to locate their clothing. This task was made easier by the fact that
they had all undressed in relatively the same spot, so the only challenge was
sifting through all the recklessly discarded pieces to find which one belonged
to whom. Naruto’s were easiest to locate in the night thanks to their bright
orange coloring. Hinata’s came in second thanks to their lavender shade, the
moonlight illuminating them quite well.
A small shriek came from Sakura’s
direction as she picked up her ruined top and bra. Eyes shot to Hinata, who
quickly sported her trademark blush. She turned her head to side and whistled a
bit, trying to play off the situation as normal.
“I’m not complaining,” Sakura
said gleefully. “The memory itself outweighs the top. But I still have to
ask…why?”
“Seemed like a good idea at the
time?” Hinata replied, giggling uneasily.
Both Naruto and Sakura felt the
spot of their cheeks that had been cut, staring at her dumbfounded. Deciding it
was better to just let it go rather than make her feel bad after what had just
happened Sakura and Naruto both gave the short girl a kiss on the cheek. The
green-eyed girl reassured her pupil-less friend that everything was okay, since
she happened to have a spare top and bra packed. Sighing with relief Hinata
began to dress for bed along with Sakura and Naruto. They quietly snuck into
their tent, shocked to death when they realized they had forgotten all about
Kiba. They were even more shocked to discover he was still asleep and had
barely budged since they had left him there. Sharing a giggle to disperse the
uneasiness all three Konoha shinobi snuck into their sleeping bags and offered
each other a curt “good night” before drifting off to sleep. Tomorrow morning
would bring them to their mission’s destination. Tomorrow they could figure out
whatever scheme Orochimaru was up to and put an end to it. With that in mind
even Hinata was able to sleep peacefully for the first night what seemed like
almost a month.
Somewhere past the forest, inside
a dark green tent covered in seals to prevent outsiders from invading it, a
bellowing roar shattered the serenity of the night with its terror. It was the
sound of a beast, driven mad by a certain base need. Its cage was too hard to
break, so it snarled again into the night sky, sending its message to all that
could hear it.
It was hungry.
Chapter 5 in all its glory folks! If you’re reading the
AFFN version this makes it my LONGEST chapter so far! I hope it keeps you all
tuned in and waiting for chapter 6, because chapter 6 is going to be a DOOZY.
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