The Scheme

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Naruto – The Scheme

Chapter 2 – Jiraiya, the ero-sennin

The next day, Sakura began the day by rummaging through her closet. She needed the right outfit to “convince” the legendary sannin to be at her beck and call. Like all the sannins, Jiraiya had his glaring weakness. For Orochimaru, it was his quest for power and immortality; for Tsunade, it was her disposition to gamble constantly and recklessly – thus being bestowed the name of “the legendary sucker;” and for Jiraiya, it was his depraved craze over women and porn. Sakura had to wonder why in the world these three were named the legendary sannins when all one had to do was take advantage of their obvious flaws.

Sakura perused her clothing for the scantiest things in there and began to dress in layers. It would not do to show the old pervert everything, but offering him delectable peeps here and there would have him begging on his knees. ‘The old man won’t expect anything like this,’ thought Sakura.

Jiraiya-sama had always mocked Sakura for her unwomanly ways and childish figure. She understood why the old pervert would be so indifferent to her. First, she knew him since she was twelve, and he always associated her as such. He was never provided the indication that she had indeed grown up in many ways. Secondly, she was Tsunade’s apprentice. Essentially, she represented in many ways, a mini-Tsunade. Sakura was assured that Jiraiya had an aching crush on his fellow sannin, and because of his respect for her as a person, formal teammate, and a woman, he projected this belief to Sakura that she was a person rather than a woman meant for ogling purposes. However, Sakura acknowledged that she may be inaccurate in her assessment, but that can never be because her logical mind was too astute.

When she finished dressing, she went to search for the legendary pervert. The first place to seek him was the bath houses where he would be near the women’s bathing quarters to peep inside for his “research.” When Sakura did arrive, she did not find any old perverted man with a grizzly white lion’s mane for hair. Instead, she only found plain perverts and one closet pervert named Ebisu amongst the decrepit perverts. After rendering those who dared to ogle at her into unconsciousness, she next made her way to a lake outside the town in the forest where many foreign women from the hotel close by came to frolic and play.

After leaping through the trees, she spotted the white mane man with binoculars directed at three women wearing bathing suits consisting of strings and small pieces of fabric. Sakura thought that they were nothing to really look at, but she was a woman.

Sakura landed at the edge of the lake and walked authoritatively toward the women who ceased their brainless giggling. She knew that Jiraiya’s-sama recognized her as the spoil sport who probably came to ruin his party and because of that she held his attention for the moment.

Daringly, Sakura slowly unzipped her outer vest that hid her upper body from view. Once the vest dropped to the ground, she ventured close to the water waving her hand to the other girls as a welcome. Those mindless girls continued their splashing around much to Sakura’s annoyance. She would send them away once she captured the pervert’s attention. For the time being, she would merely tolerate their almost nude presence.

She carefully sat down near the women and lifted one leg in an angle that would surely capture Jiraiya’s imagination. Her long shapely legs toned by her ninja training were elongated. As she lifted one of her legs close to her face to show off her flexibility, she unstrapped her sandals and allowed it to fall to the ground, one and then the other.

She swayed her hips towards the women with her fingers at the hem of her long slit skirt. She slowly shimmied the skirt down as she bent over exposing spandex shorts that accentuated the rounded and firmness of her behind. After she was assured of Jiraiya’s undivided attention, she called the women to announce that she was a ninja on behalf of the Hokage. As she played with the zipper on her shirt by pulling it down two inches and then pulling it back up one, showing the tops of her grown up cleavage, she informed the women that she was sent to investigate a type of mold that was growing in the area which caused skin to swell and break out. In mere seconds, the women scampered away, but Jiraiya did not move from his position.

With an evil smug smile, Sakura waited until the women were out of sight and pulled the zipper completely down. She revealed a black skin tight mesh shirt that covered her breasts but not much else. Because the outer shirt served as a sort of a binding, her breasts were now freely allowed to breathe for once. Thankfully, training with a Hokage infamous for her titanic sized breasts and possessing near perfect charka control helped develop what Sai referred to as mosquito bits into – in her opinion – big bouncing melons.

She ran toward the water allowing her babies to jump up and down. They were annoying but if it served her purpose, their hindrance would also be tolerated. Sakura dove in the water and immediately rose up from the water like a siren with water droplets glistening around her body. She continued to utilize her perfect charka control to allow her breasts to jiggle and bounce on their own like hypnotizing pendulums. With this little strip show, she was assured that hook, line, and sinker, the perverted sannin no longer thought of her as a prepubescent child. She did feel dirty but in the end, it would be all worth the hassle.

She allowed her hands to caress her voluptuous slim body and slowly counted to ten. On ten, she whipped her head toward Jiraiya who had his binocular still glued on his face. Managing the best glare as possible, she covered her breasts in one hand and yelled at the top of her lungs.

“Jiraiya-sama! I can’t believe that you were leering at me you damn pervert!!! You come down here and confront me or swear to god Tsunade-sama will hear about this!”

She turned from him and allowed a smile to creep on her face. After she heard sandals crunching on the rocks nearby, she knew that he would be wrapped around her little finger shortly.

She contorted her face into a menacing glare as she turned to face him. She scooted towards her clothing so that the pervert would close his gaping mouth so that drool would not drop from the ends. She could not possibly speak with him rationally when his mind was rendered senseless.

“Stupid old men and their stupid old men hormones,” grumbled Sakura as she hurriedly began to cover herself up.

Finally after she dressed and the starry look of the old man dissipated, Jiraiya flashed her a leering grin. “Why Sakura-chan, I never knew.” His eyes continued to rove up and down her body.

Sakura had to admit that she was disgusted by his actions. He was as old as her grandfather. Eeeww! Still, even though she wanted to leave, she still had a role to play.

“Listen ero-sennin,” she begin.

Jiraiya’s face expressed annoyance. “Oy! I’m the great Jiraiya-sama. Don’t let the baka student of mine influence you. And I thought you were the respectful one,” he huffed as he sat down cross legged looking a little miffed.

“Oh, I’m sorry ole great Jiraiya-sama,” Sakura began noticing that he was appeased from the leering looks he was directing at her again. She glared at him. “Stop doing that!”

He smirked. “But you wanted my attention and now you have it Sakura-chan.”

She smirked back at him which garnered a curious lifting of his eyebrow. “Like Tsunade-sama will believe you, an infamous lech and pervert, over little innocent me who had been under her tutelage from five years going on six.” When she saw that she successfully captured his interest, she continued. “You know she thinks of me like a daughter, and she won’t like it that her teammate who is older than my father saw me….. oh my god… half naked,” she finished with a wide grin.

Jiraiya appeared insulted and yet bemused. “Oh? And what are you proposing?”

Sakura knew that now she was in business. “I heard your new book is coming out in a month.”

“Where did you get the news?”

Sakura replied sweetly, “Why your number one fan of course.”

“So Kakashi mentioned it, and what does this have to do with you giving me a strip tease and threatening to sic Tsunade on me for?

“Simple.” Her eyes sparkled like emeralds. “I want to become a character in that book,” she whispered as her grin widened.

Jiraiya appeared stupefied as if this revered ninja who experienced everything once before was taken completely by surprise. “Wh…what…. WHAT??!!!!”

“I mean what I say.”

“No! NO!”

“Why the hell not?” demanded Sakura.

“Do you know what I write? Do you want me dead? Tsunade will have my head for this!”

Sakura rolled her eyes. She swore that her fake outer Sakura innocent approach was the best disguise ever to be created on this planet. “Of course I know what you write Jiraiya-sama. Your last book Icha Icha Violence volume three chapter six was very interesting especially in the way you describe the fascinating uses for handcuffs.” She observed his wan face and twitching features. “I have read all your books. I need research to plant this you know. Are you mocking my intelligence?” asked Sakura in a tone of voice dripping with malice.

“No Sakura-chan. Then why?”

“I want to be a character in your latest book because ……” she blushed on demand to look coy but Jiraiya would not buy it. Damn! She straightened her features in a business like manner. “I want it for my boyfriend.”

“So you finally captured the icicle?”

“No not him.”

“Oh?” Jiraiya appeared not to be completely convinced.

“It would add to his jealousy, but I’m dating Sai now. You know him, my teammate.”

“Yes. Yes. The one that looks like Sasuke. Now that’s a surprise as well.” He grinned thoughtfully at first before a mischievous smile replaced it. “I see.” With new found respect, Jiraiya nodded respectfully at his baka student’s teammate as if he undermined her ability before. “You are quite a surprise Sakura-chan.”

“Thank you. So will you do it?”

“Well……. Tsunade will kill me. Not to mention that Kakashi who is the president of my fan club will try to crucifix and slander me.”

“I don’t see why you are concerned with them.” Sakura held out an open palm and began to point to each finger. “First, you know that I know that you base your characters on – how do I put it lightly – on inspirations. While your perverted ways give you an excuse for being a peeping Tom, your main heroine always resembles a super strong kunoichi who happened to be endowed with blond hair and massive bosoms. You have written ten books so far with a Tsunade’s look alike as your protagonist doing god knows what. Yet look at you, still living and breathing.” Sakura commenced to point to her middle finger. “Secondly, Kakashi’s rabid fan status would still remain intact. While Kakashi may be taken by surprise by my characterization, you know that I know that you know that he is a true pervert. He may object at first but his curiosity will take over just as his perverted side would too. He is from your line of students.” She ignored the sannin’s eyebrows shot up his forehead in order to continue her explanations. “Third,” she said pointing at her ring finger, “As you now decidedly give me some credit for my intelligence, I know that you know that I know I can subdue any reactions from my senseis with much manipulative undertaking. I can use the same excuse to lure my slightly interested but slightly stunted boyfriend Sai into my arms. Unlike you, they are less objective and more subjective which means that they are more willing to buy my innocent Sakura exterior.” Lastly she pointed at her pinky finger. “And the coup de resistance is that I will do something for you that you can not deny.”

Jiraiya had his hands against his chin gazing at the most delightfully manipulative kunoichi to ever graze this earth. His smile shone through and became more brilliant with each finger that had been pointed. “And what is that Sakura-chan?”

“Just between you and me and nobody else, I will give you another strip tease, the likes you have never seen,” said Sakura smiling slyly.

“DEAL!” Jiraiya hollered as he hopped to his feet with eager anticipation. “When? Sakura-chan.”

She looked at her fingernails as if she was bored. “I want to see what you will write about me first before I can assess when I will grant you this show and what kind of strip tease I will give you.”

Realizing what was said, Jiraiya face fell. “But my book is already is at the publisher’s about to be edited and published.”

Sakura smiled sweetly. “I’m sure that as their famous author, you can add me in at the last minute.”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you see what I can do with my perfect charka control? I can have these bounce all on their own,” enticed Sakura sweetening the pot while pointing to her vest covered chest. She knew the old pervert wanted guarantees.

“DEAL!” Like a kid in a candy store, he was about to hurry away to make a last minute adjustment to his novel.

“Jiraiya-sama!”

“What is it Sakura-chan?” he asked giving her a wolfish grin.

“I don’t want my exact name in it.”

“Of course.”

“And I want it really naughty.”

He winked at her. “I know exactly how to describe you.”

“And I want it with a character –“

“That appears to be like Sai and a little like Sasuke because they do look alike. Trust me, I will do you justice.”

Sakura beamed at her other fellow conspirator. Jiraiya-sama was a smart man, and she was a smart woman. Together they would make porn magic.

As he was about to leave, Jiraiya-sama turned his head to her one last time, “You know Sakura-chan. You are a true pervert at heart. You should be in my line of students.”

“WHAT??!!!!” screamed Sakura with her fist in the air ready to kill the perverted sannin. He laughed loudly as he bounded from tree to tree. Sakura attempted to chase after him to give him an agonizing beat down, but unlike Naruto, Jiraiya-sama was too quick for her.

Panting and gasping for breath, she stopped to return to Konoha. She did have a pretend date with Sai after training with Tsunade-same. She also reminded herself to speak with Lee-kun to have his role in the scheme settled.

Humming a pleasant song aloud, little innocent Sakura skipped merrily back to town. Inside her mind, the gears were turning as inner Sakura manically laughed like a crazed lunatic. She could not wait until this venture came to light. Oh Sasuke-kun will be floored!

A/N: I hope you like this characterization of Sakura. I took her mannerisms from the manga and anime and fleshed her out a bit. I also put more dimensions to her and allowed my imaginations to go wild. I hope this isn’t too OCC.