The Search for the Uchiha Matriach | By : diamondsy Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 6928 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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After the brief brouhaha in the altar, the wedding went on uneventfully.
One may say that it was boring. But, obviously, they have never been in a shinobi's wedding.
With his renown as the co-savior of the shinobi world, Naruto has earned the trust, affection and respect of millions of people. Hence, when the bride requested for a simple reception with only close-knit friends, the groom was more than willing to comply.
Naturally, Naruto did what was told and invited everyone. The wedding organizer, Sakura was livid when she found out just how much Naruto invited. Their guest list was so thick that the reception had to be moved from the Konoha Headquarters to the arena used in the Chuunin exam. Seeing his beaming face, however, at the arrival of his friends from the other villages, was all it took to soothe the frightful kunoichi.
Hinata and Sasuke had separated upon reaching the arena. Hinata mentioned something about not wanting to get mistaken as part of the event. Sasuke was about to ask about the event when the cheerful Ayame pulled him away.
Sasuke smiled politely as Ayame blathered on about how Naruto always surprises her, how she should be mad but can't help but smile at how much Naruto has grown, and how she can't imagine spending her life with anyone else.
Soon, the bride was whisked away by Ino Yamanaka and Tenten. Something about "Preparation for the main event," as the blonde had put mischeviously.
Wasn't the wedding the main event? Sasuke wondered. He turned his gaze at the guests to figure out what Ino meant.
Besides, why won't Hinata be part of the event?
Delegates from the various hidden villages in the shinobi world formed the entourage.
The beautiful and bountiful kage of Kiri was the first to arrive, muttering something about not being late for this engagement. With a smile, she walked over to the couple and gave them a big hug, suffocating them against the twin behemoths that were second only to the Fifth Hokage's.
Gaara's entourage arrived soon after. With his head bowed, the kage began, "I apologize for my late arrival. While I had sent my sister as proxy for the wedding, as allies of the Hidden Leaf Village, we should have –"
The Kazekage's long-winded apology was cut short by a smack against the back of his head by the laugNaruto, "Shut up, Gaara. You were right in time! Stop being formal, teme!" With that, he embraced his fellow jinchuriki. The ever-stoic Kazekage had to smile. It was hard not to be at ease with Naruto's infectious personality.
They were interrupted by a resounding, "MOTHERFUCKING BALLS OF HASHIRAMA! MY BACK!!!" The Tsuchikage had arrived, flanked by Kurotsuchi.
The Sixth Raikage who Naruto fondly called "Octo-pops" arrived last, delivering a rap about the Nine Tails finally getting some tail, and "What about the Eight Tails with his eight-inched ninth tail?" This earned a half-lidded, yet venomous glare from the bride and a red-faced Naruto. His retiree brother, followed behind him, laughing his head off.
Ayame was right. Naruto had indeed grown. While he had known that back when they had fought together during the 4th Great Shinobi War, the reality of the situation had just sunk in to the Uchiha.
He had changed from having no friends to being everyone's most trusted friend.
Kakashi's voice interrupted his reverie. As he stood in the platform, he spoke, "I would like to welcome everyone to Konohagakure. It is a pleasure to see you all together for Naruto and Ayame's wedding. This is a fine testament to the unity and brotherhood we have formed as allies against the old system. With that, I am honored to present to you, Naruto and Ayame Uzumaki!"
The couple stepped forward and was met with a warm round of applause. Everyone was smiling, even Hinata. While Teuchi was in tears, Sakura was positively bawling. Bee was shouting the last obscene verse of his rap. Mei and Onoki were smirking. Tsunade and A were laughing. Gaara was actually hooting in joy. Indeed, it was a festive event.
Naruto cleared his throat, reciting a speech that Lee had helped him make, "While it is an honor to stand before you all, it is even a greater honor to stand beside this woman who chose to be my wife." Beaming at his wife, he concluded, "Bushybrows actually made a longer speech - something about showering you all with my youthful energy. But I will not waste your time any longer because I can't wait for the Hone- OW!!! Um... My wife is here to begin the main event."
Men began clearing out of the arena in numbers as if their lives depended on it.
Finally, Sasuke mused. I wonder what this event will hold? Perhaps some cake-cutting or something.
Ayame stepped forward and flung her bouquet high into the air, from the center of the arena. The various women in the wedding poised to attack.
"Let the games begin!"
The crazed women of the shinobi world let out screams of determination. Sakura's was the most distinctive, "SHANNAROOOO!!!"
Various kunoichi leapt to the air, trying to get a hold of the falling bouquet. Kunai and shuriken littered the reception area while various elemental forces ran rampant in the fields.
Naruto quickly grabbed his wife and leapt into the safety of the Hokage's viewing dock, up away from the arena.
Shit! Sasuke finally realized what the event was for, a moment too late.
Karui combined her lightning speed with just the right amount of chakra to propel herself from the bouquet. This is gonna be easy. Chouji, I am so getting that booty! Karui thought to herself as she felt the lower stems of the bouquet.
"Futon: Wind Cutter Jutsu!" Temari cried as she heaved her three-starred fan, propelling the mark further into the sky. The torrential blast also drove Karui and other on-air kunoichi's hard on the ground.
Karui was out cold.
Nice. Ino cheered to herself. Clapping, the Yamanaka cried out, "Release!" The bouquet spun around and a flurry of senbons pelted the weaker participants, eliminating them from the competition.
This attack left Ino, Sakura, Temari, Tenten, Hana, Shizune and Kurotsuchi standing.
Bitch! Sakura cursed to herself as senbons hit her armguards. Yamanaka Flower Shop sponsored the flowers. That sneaky bitch rigged the bouquet!
"INO PIG! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Sakura fumed.
With her back pressed against the arena wall, Ino spied her target and formed her clan's signature handseal, "Nimpo! Mind Transfer Jutsu." The loud-mouthed granddaughter of Onoki paused, "Mind Transfer Jutsu, success!"
Quickly turning to her real body, Ino used seals she extracted from Kurotsuchi's mind, "Yoton: Quicklime Congealing Jutsu!" Hard material began to form a dome around Ino's body to protect her from attacks. Not even a punch from Haruno can damage her barrier. As a failsafe, Ino added a forbidden jutsu she learned from a Yamanaka ANBU, that would switch her mind with anyone who attacks her dome.
Satisfied, the head of Yamanaka clan turned her host's body to survey the battlefield.
Sasuke found himself rapt with attention; he had underestimated the obsessed fangirl. Maybe, she wasn't as dumb as he thought she was. He smirked as he joined Naruto in the viewing dock.
"Shannaro! Come out, Ino-pig!" Sakura growled as her fist hit the ground, reshaping the landscape to her more familiar crater-laden battlefield.
Sakura yelped as Hana Inuzuka let out a fierce growl and leapt at her. "Fang Rotating Fang!"
The apprentice of the Fifth Hokage narrowly dodged the feral Inuzuka who crashed into the arena wall. Quickly reorienting herself, Hana howled and charged at Sakura with her claws extended. Sakura's eyes widened as she recognized the scent on Hana's claws. It was a paralysis-coating toxin - just a teaspoon can knock a grown man for an entire day. Who knew what damage it'd cause when directly exposed to a person's bloodstream by a skilled medic.
Hana was normally a meek girl. But today is her day. Nobody, not even Haruno Sakura can stop her.
Carefully aiming her attack, Kurotsuchi watched the pink-haired Jonin square off against Inuzuka Hana.They're so fast! Ino fumed as Hana dodged every hit Sakura made – a testament to her Inuzuka lineage. Hana, in turn, was furiously thrusting her fists forward in the hopes of scratching at Sakura at least once.
Knowing that fighting long range would be weak to Fang Rotating Fang, while staying short range would be a risk to Hana's dog poision, a frustrated Sakura punched a hole in the ground, tripping the ninken-medic nin, and trapping her within.
"I'm sorry, Hana," Sakura muttered as she outmanoeuvred her senior and pressed a poisioned kunai against her neck. With that, the Inuzuka tapped out.
"So, Kurotsuchi - or should I say, Ino-pig, when are we gonna play?" Sakura glowered at Ino, turning to face her eternal rival.
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