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Underwear
by thatreevesgirl/Lemon Drops
(both me)
Chapter 9: Visiting Dignitaries
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A/N’s: answers from the
quotation list in the last chapter are found in the end A/N’s
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(shortly after Naruto’s bunshins disappeared in the water)
“I hereby bring this first meeting of the underwear club to
an official close,” Ino said as soon as she awoke, rushing to pick up her
belongings and hightail it out of the training grounds with Hinata in tow.
Hinata blushed deeply, still in shock from witnessing what
she could only assume was Naruto playing a prank on Kakashi as two Sakuras had
been making out with each other only moments before. Hinata had to admit that for a minute she’d
thought Ino had everything to do with the naughty little display between the
two women, but neither Ino nor Sakura were able to make solid shadow clones,
and in this case there were two bunshin which puffed away.
“Come on, hurry it up Hyuuga,” Ino hissed as she tugged the
quiet woman up from her spot, “We have to get out of here before Ka…”
Ino was cut off by the man now standing in front of her, still
in his boxers. Hinata’s eyes were
heavily focused (unknowingly to the young woman, less she would have died from
embarrassment) on the copy-nin’s delectable choice in undergarments.
“Ino, you better have a good explanation for what just
happened,” Kakashi growled low at the young woman, “And Hinata, I’m rather disappointed
that you got involved in this little fiasco.”
Hinata gulped and turned away, finally realizing that she’d
spent the last thirty seconds staring at Kakashi’s crotch. “I’m so sorry, Kakashi-sensei,” she mumbled
as she tugged on the hem of her shirt, nearing tears for getting caught doing
something so embarrassing as to spy on team seven while they were swimming.
Ino tried to apologize too, and sneak off, but Kakashi
grabbed her arm and hissed, “Yamanaka, what is going on, what just happened?”
Ino knew she wasn’t going to be able to get out of this one,
so she tried the best thing she could think of…honesty. “I was just helping Sakura, I was inside her
just a moment ago making sure that she kept her side of your agreement the two
of you made, but then that blond idiot tackled us and I was thrown out.”
Kakashi eyed her skeptically, and asked, “So you had nothing
to do with the little Sakura lesbian show a minute ago?”
Ino hadn’t even known about the whole Sakura-henged-bunshin
debaucle, so Ino’s face widened into a look of completely shock, making Kakashi
realize after a moment or two that Ino and Hinata really didn’t have anything
to do with Naruto’s stupid scheme.
Leaning in toward the younger women, Kakashi squinted menacingly at the
them and gave them this warning, “I never, never
want to catch you spying on my team again, is that understood Yamanaka and
Hyuuga?”
“Understood,” both Ino and Hinata chimed back as they
scampered around the copy-nin and straight out of the training grounds, not even
looking back to see the much amused face of Kakashi who they left in their
wake.
Stopping outside the gates of the training area Ino tugged
on Hinata’s arm, “I’m sorry for today, Hinata, but I hope that you don’t decide
to quit the club.”
Hinata, not a person prone to anger, stomped her foot and
wrinkled her nose at Ino, “I have never been so humiliated in my entire life,
why in the world would I subject myself to more of this silly nonsense?”
Ino was taken aback by the outburst, Hinata’s eyes seeming
to turn a deeper shade of violet as the anger radiated off of the other young
woman. “I’m sorry, Hinata, it wasn’t
supposed to end like that, and I really need you to stay in the club. If I promise to never put you in a situation
like that again, will you stay?”
Hinata didn’t seem convinced as she folded her arms and
stomped a few meters away. Ino rolled
her eyes, it was the first time Hinata had ever displayed the proud nature of
the Hyuuga clan in front of her. She had
seen Neji throw a similarly childish tantrum once around Ten-Ten, but Hinata
always seemed so different. Ino supposed
that no matter how nice you are, you can’t fight your genes, and she walked
over to the dark haired girl and laid a hand on her shoulder. “Really, Hinata, I’m very sorry, I truly
didn’t mean to embarrass you,” Ino apologized again.
As much as Hinata was a Hyuuga, she was also Hinata, a kind
and forgiving soul who could not refuse any heartfelt apology, especially one
like Ino’s. “Apology accepted,” she
whispered and dropped her arms back down to her sides, “But I’m not sure I want
any more to do with this silly club.”
“That’s understandable,” Ino commented, but came up with a
suggestion to help sway her friend back onto the underwear club’s membership
roster. “What if we get more
members? I mean there are a few more
kunoichi in this town, surely a few of them have an appreciation for men’s
undergarments.”
“Like who?” Hinata asked quietly.
Ino thought about it for a moment, there were some genin who
would be good candidates, Moegi (the self-proclaimed sexiest genin) in
particular. Moegi had just turned
sixteen, so those teenage hormones would help sway her into joining. TenTen was another good person to ask, and if
they were desperate (because Ino currently loathed the Sand kunoichi) Temari
was also a well-known pervert according to the stories Shikamaru told about
her. Older women too, like Anko,
Shizune, maybe even the Hokage herself.
For now Ino only mentioned two people, “Let’s go visit TenTen and Moegi,
I know the two of them will join for sure.”
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Naruto finally reached his apartment after a grueling
afternoon of training. Kakashi had never
gone that hard on him before (not even when they were training to fight Sasuke
back in his teen-years), so he was exhausted beyond belief. Putting the key into the keyhole Naruto
noticed that it was already unlocked, so he pulled a kunai from his weapon’s
pouch and opened the door, ready for whatever intruder was inside. Perhaps if he hadn’t been so worn from the
extensive training he wouldn’t have tripped over the gourd sitting in the
entranceway as he tried to slink inside, then falling completely when he
stepped on a pair of sandals placed on his welcome mat.
“Naaah,” he yelled as he fell to the ground, twisted in some
irrevocably painful position on the floor.
“Eh, Naruto, you’re rather clumsy,” said the low, cool voice
from a nearby chair.
Naruto looked up to see a friend who hadn’t visited him in
quite awhile, because people were certainly busy once they reached the title of
“kage” in the ninja world. “Gaara!” he
exclaimed happily, trying to move his broken body out of the pile of pain he
was in. “Gaara, Gaara, Gaara!” he
shouted again at the redhead who was currently more interested in a treaty
scroll than the silly blond man on the floor, “I’m so happy to see you!”
Gaara looked up and smirked ever so slightly, rolling up the
scroll and putting it back in a bag as he responded, “I’m happy to see you too,
moron.” Their friendship had changed a lot over the
years, and now the Kazekage was very open around Naruto, and teased him a lot
too. What good was Naruto if not for
entertainment? Naruto was so smart in so
many ways, but so incredibly dim in others, so he was always getting teased by
his teammates for being a moron (which was why Gaara had stressed it
playfully). “I’m in Konoha for a few
weeks for a diplomatic conference, can I stay here?” the kage asked.
This confused Naruto and he verbalized that perplexity with
an, “Eh?” before adding, “But you’re the Kazekage, you can stay in the deluxe guest suites in the Hokage
tower. All I have is a dusty, extra
futon for you to borrow.”
“That sounds fine,” Gaara replied in that soft, sultry voice
of his, the one which drawled every word out in some uninterpretable mystery,
never giving away his true mood by adding the normal inflections and tones used
to decipher what a person was feeling.
“There are a lot of dignitaries arriving, so I’d rather share a room
with you than with Temari and Kankuro.
We were only allotted one room in the tower for the three of us.”
“Nnnn, that is bad, Kankurou sounds like a bear when he
sleeps,” Naruto said with a grin and then imitated how he thought Kankurou
sounded, snorting and fake-snoring till Gaara glared at him and he stopped.
“I’d want to stay with me too.” Naruto’s
grin widened as he realized something else, “Gaara, let’s go eat ramen tonight
and drink some sake to celebrate you being here!”
Gaara didn’t really like ramen, and he always got teased by
Kankurou when he drank (Gaara wasn’t one who held his liquor well), but the
redhead nodded, because he could never say no to those big, blue pleading eyes
of his friend. “Fine, I suppose I can
drink my problems away.”
“Ne, Gaara, what problems does a guy like you have?” Naruto
asked as he threw Gaara’s sandals at him.
Naruto might have smelled a bit from his training, but he was too hungry
and happy to care at the moment, he was ready to go eat and drink with his
friend right away.
Gaara started putting on his shoes and glowered at the
floor. “The Suna elder’s council has
started talking about forcing an arranged marriage on me. They have a list of suitable candidates who I’m
supposed to start meeting.”
Naruto knew he would have to get as many details out of
Gaara now, because as chatty as his friend was in the privacy of Naruto’s
apartment, the kage always became nearly silent in public, because heaven
forbid he let down the stupid mask he wore for the general public. Gaara was a normal enough guy these days, and
downright friendly if you got him alone and he trusted you, but in public it
was like the old Gaara had returned from the dead, Shukaku and all. “An arranged marriage? That sounds horrible, Gaara. Are they giving you any choice in it at all?”
Gaara snorted and laced up the remaining strings on his
sandals, “They say if I find someone in the next few months they might put her
up for consideration, but the person I choose has to be of adequate status and
power for the council to even look at her twice.”
Naruto observed how saddened Gaara was by the whole ordeal
and whispered, “Is there anyone you are considering on your own?”
Gaara shook his head, “No, but I’m supposed to meet with two
people while I’m here. One is part of a
prestigious clan, and the other is only if they agree since they have no
particular clan, but are rather powerful and the ideal woman for me according
to Baki.”
Naruto laughed, “The perfect woman for you? I wonder who that might be, because we do
have some mighty tough kunoichi’s here in Konoha.”
Gaara shook his head and stood, “She’s better than the rest
of the women they put on that damned list, but she isn’t even required to
consider me since she has no obligations to a clan.”
Naruto bounced in his place and waggled his eyes at Gaara,
“It sounds like you might actually like her, so who is it? Tell me, tell me now!” he demanded.
“The Hyuuga clan is assembling later this week so I can meet
their leader’s youngest daughter Hanabi since their eldest daughter Hinata is
slated to take over the clan here in Konoha. The other girl…” Gaara dreaded
saying her name, because he was sure that Naruto was going to murder him for
it, even if it wasn’t by any true choice of his own, “…is your teammate Haruno
Sakura.”
Gaara hadn’t really believed that Naruto would try to kill
him, but three seconds later, when Naruto tackled Gaara to the floor, he
actually thought Naruto might try to hurt him.
Instead Naruto glared at his friend and started whining about how it wasn’t
fair that there was another person vying for Sakura’s attention as he poked
Gaara in the chest and complained even more about his teammates and then his
sensei. The Kazekage could only lay on
the floor and take the dose of verbal abuse from Naruto, because there was no
stopping his rant about Sai, Sasuke, and Kakashi without actually fighting
Naruto off of himself. From what Naruto
droned on about Gaara gathered there was some kind of competition between them
for Sakura’s attention, that and the fact Sakura had an underwear fetish, which
quite perturbed the kage as he considered what that meant.
Naruto was still straddling Gaara when the he grumbled, “Get
off of me, you smell and I thought we were going to go eat.”
“Tch,” Naruto replied, channeling Sasuke momentarily from
the other side of Konoha, “Yeah, yeah, ramen sounds good, but now I have to
drown my problems in sake too. You are
such a mood killer,” Naruto told his friend.
Gaara smiled freely at Naruto and shook his head, “No, I’m
not, we’ll have a good time tonight, I promise.
Maybe I’ll just defy the damned council.
I’m not interested in marriage anyway.
If you want Sakura so badly, I’ll assist you in winning her over.”
Naruto’s smile was as wide as the desert surrounding Suna as
he hugged Gaara (much to the kage’s disdain) and excitedly thanked his
friend. “I appreciate that Gaara!”
Naruto shouted, “You have no idea how grateful I am for your help.”
Gaara smirked, “Just let me stay here, away from my brother
and sister, and we’ll call it even.”
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END OF CHAPTER
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A/N’s: Shorter yes, but I get the feeling you guys like more
frequent updates more than longer chapters (it keeps you all coming back for
more too). And nobody get ahead of
themselves on who is going to be with who XD, I don’t even know for sure. The fic will be taking a turn toward the
Underwear Club soon, so it will focus more on sexy men in undergarments, oh
yeah! (Hee-hee, I also wanna write a cute part about Konohamaru and Moegi, you
know they’d be all cute together, have the older girls teach her how to seduce
him or something XD).
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