Ridding Me of You
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
29
Views:
5,922
Reviews:
80
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 25: Where Team 7 Left Off
Author’s Notes:
To all my valued readers, I sincerely apologize if I was not able to reply to the reviews that you have posted for this. Rest assured though, I have read them and am very thankful for the love and appreciation you had expressed.
Revisions and additions to this story might not be posted until after awhile, but it would be great if you would continue your readership.
On to the story…
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Chapter 25: Here’s where Team 7 left off
In a blink of an eye, they were gone. Swearing under his breath, Sasuke swiveled clockwise and then counterclockwise as he sought to locate here they took off.
There was no trace of them. That Naruto was unbelievable. The way that he reacted, it was as if he never had action before! Sakura was not even that tantalizing to look at. Had she been a bit paler, bearing a contrast of dark hair, the play of colors brought by the water glistening off her skin would have been more mesmerizing.
This is just great. Yes, please, hear the sarcasm in his voice. He has no partner, he is nowhere near getting what Hinata gave him – the sole item that he has of her!—and he is stuck here, hesitating to go after that Sakura-napper (formerly called Dobe).
Why, you ask? It is going to be over his dead body that he would allow himself to chase after a teammate who had been deemed by the whole village as the #1 Loud Ninja, and who is intending to shag an equally verbose kunoichi. Imagine the volume level, the raucous, the pitch of the conundrum that they would make. It might even be more than what animals in a jungle safari can make. Ears would fall off any person’s head at the sound that those two can produce.
Sasuke has two choices now. One is to wait it out until Sakura and Naruto spend all of their energy, juices, the will to do anything else on each other ad then make his move to snatch his item back. The second is to go to Hinata admit that it was Kakashi-sensei that is to blame and inform her that he will give her an insurance better than what she had given him.
Feeling like a suave debonair, Sasuke contemplated the second option. Convincing Hinata to follow him to his place seemed to be the only hurdle he has to surpass to accomplish it. She might not be as inclined as compared to other girls when it comes to basking in his presence, but nonetheless he will find ways to get her to be like so.
The challenge filled Sasuke with giddy exhilaration. Plain though his outer countenance; blank his face maybe, his secret mini-Sasuke are all jumping, pumping their fists int eh air and hollering.
“Ger her, man!”
“She’s ours!”
“Don’t mess this up!”
Sasuke rolled the muscles of his neck, His minisature sels are right. This is his one ticket to Hinata, and possible her pants.
No, don’t worry, he is not turning into the pervert that his jounin leader is. The last part of his statemet simply came up because…
Because…
Ah. Who is he kidding?
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Sakura coughed up the whistle before Naruto pushed through with his threat. They were once again in his pad ad the whole place was making her weak-kneed.
“There. You have your whistle. Will you let go now?” She pointedly looked at him. He has her up against the wall of his bathroom, facing the shower. None of her body parts were pinned, but Naruto’s hands fenced her in both sides.
And he was darn, darn CLOSE.
“I just need to do a little experiment…” Her captor responded shrewdly, throwing a suspicious glance at her and the whistle back in his possession.
“Hey! That’s the real one!” Sakura protested. Seeing Naruto’s lip-pursed reaction, she rolled her eyes and wryly suggested. “You can try it.”
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” He said as he reached from behind and quickly flicked the shower handle on and off.
A strong blast of water rained upon them but was gone in an instant. The moment the icy spray hit her barely covered skin, Sakura jumped a foot up, squealing. Her feet slid from under her when she touched the ground. The only thing that saved her from cracking her head open was Naruto’s deft movements.
“What’s the big idea?!” she shouted slapping him on the shoulder. More of this kind of treatment would have been rendered by her but a new sensation assailed her whole person.
Effectively making her into a human jelly.
Mouth open, breath quickening, Sakura held on to dear life as Naruto trailed his nose and mouth agains every inch of her.
Sniff. Sniff.
Sniff. Sniff.
“Smell of flower, smell of flower, smell of flower…” Naruto murmured, moving from her lower extremities up.
Pivots, joints, muscles, bones, her very brain none of them worked to do what should have been the most natural thing for her to do; that is, to come up with a way to release herself from the situation. Kneeing Naruto on the balls or bashing him on the head would have been choice examples of these.
“Smell of vanilla, smell of vanilla, smell of vanilla…” His ministrations brought his nose to the vicinity of her neck, nape and hair. It was a bi surprising that she had not yet turned into a helpless puddle on the bathroom floor.
Or combusted. Have a heart attack. Or stroke.
“Okay! I am done!” Naruto declared straightening up. “You are clean. No other smell of metal, which means,” he flipped the whistle into the air and caught it again. “This one’s real.”
Sakura swallowed and summoned the pieces of her soul that decided to traipse their way op to heave. Eyes closed, she tried to hustle back to her former self.
“Are you okay, Sakura-chan?” He asked , still holding her, his hand snaked around her torso.
She barely could move. “You…” she hissed with difficulty. “Pervert!”
The P.S.
Please do not be thrown off by the introduction. It’s my mellow side talking. I megalo-exhausted and I am just nodding at every request thrown at me.
To all my valued readers, I sincerely apologize if I was not able to reply to the reviews that you have posted for this. Rest assured though, I have read them and am very thankful for the love and appreciation you had expressed.
Revisions and additions to this story might not be posted until after awhile, but it would be great if you would continue your readership.
On to the story…
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Chapter 25: Here’s where Team 7 left off
In a blink of an eye, they were gone. Swearing under his breath, Sasuke swiveled clockwise and then counterclockwise as he sought to locate here they took off.
There was no trace of them. That Naruto was unbelievable. The way that he reacted, it was as if he never had action before! Sakura was not even that tantalizing to look at. Had she been a bit paler, bearing a contrast of dark hair, the play of colors brought by the water glistening off her skin would have been more mesmerizing.
This is just great. Yes, please, hear the sarcasm in his voice. He has no partner, he is nowhere near getting what Hinata gave him – the sole item that he has of her!—and he is stuck here, hesitating to go after that Sakura-napper (formerly called Dobe).
Why, you ask? It is going to be over his dead body that he would allow himself to chase after a teammate who had been deemed by the whole village as the #1 Loud Ninja, and who is intending to shag an equally verbose kunoichi. Imagine the volume level, the raucous, the pitch of the conundrum that they would make. It might even be more than what animals in a jungle safari can make. Ears would fall off any person’s head at the sound that those two can produce.
Sasuke has two choices now. One is to wait it out until Sakura and Naruto spend all of their energy, juices, the will to do anything else on each other ad then make his move to snatch his item back. The second is to go to Hinata admit that it was Kakashi-sensei that is to blame and inform her that he will give her an insurance better than what she had given him.
Feeling like a suave debonair, Sasuke contemplated the second option. Convincing Hinata to follow him to his place seemed to be the only hurdle he has to surpass to accomplish it. She might not be as inclined as compared to other girls when it comes to basking in his presence, but nonetheless he will find ways to get her to be like so.
The challenge filled Sasuke with giddy exhilaration. Plain though his outer countenance; blank his face maybe, his secret mini-Sasuke are all jumping, pumping their fists int eh air and hollering.
“Ger her, man!”
“She’s ours!”
“Don’t mess this up!”
Sasuke rolled the muscles of his neck, His minisature sels are right. This is his one ticket to Hinata, and possible her pants.
No, don’t worry, he is not turning into the pervert that his jounin leader is. The last part of his statemet simply came up because…
Because…
Ah. Who is he kidding?
000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
Sakura coughed up the whistle before Naruto pushed through with his threat. They were once again in his pad ad the whole place was making her weak-kneed.
“There. You have your whistle. Will you let go now?” She pointedly looked at him. He has her up against the wall of his bathroom, facing the shower. None of her body parts were pinned, but Naruto’s hands fenced her in both sides.
And he was darn, darn CLOSE.
“I just need to do a little experiment…” Her captor responded shrewdly, throwing a suspicious glance at her and the whistle back in his possession.
“Hey! That’s the real one!” Sakura protested. Seeing Naruto’s lip-pursed reaction, she rolled her eyes and wryly suggested. “You can try it.”
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” He said as he reached from behind and quickly flicked the shower handle on and off.
A strong blast of water rained upon them but was gone in an instant. The moment the icy spray hit her barely covered skin, Sakura jumped a foot up, squealing. Her feet slid from under her when she touched the ground. The only thing that saved her from cracking her head open was Naruto’s deft movements.
“What’s the big idea?!” she shouted slapping him on the shoulder. More of this kind of treatment would have been rendered by her but a new sensation assailed her whole person.
Effectively making her into a human jelly.
Mouth open, breath quickening, Sakura held on to dear life as Naruto trailed his nose and mouth agains every inch of her.
Sniff. Sniff.
Sniff. Sniff.
“Smell of flower, smell of flower, smell of flower…” Naruto murmured, moving from her lower extremities up.
Pivots, joints, muscles, bones, her very brain none of them worked to do what should have been the most natural thing for her to do; that is, to come up with a way to release herself from the situation. Kneeing Naruto on the balls or bashing him on the head would have been choice examples of these.
“Smell of vanilla, smell of vanilla, smell of vanilla…” His ministrations brought his nose to the vicinity of her neck, nape and hair. It was a bi surprising that she had not yet turned into a helpless puddle on the bathroom floor.
Or combusted. Have a heart attack. Or stroke.
“Okay! I am done!” Naruto declared straightening up. “You are clean. No other smell of metal, which means,” he flipped the whistle into the air and caught it again. “This one’s real.”
Sakura swallowed and summoned the pieces of her soul that decided to traipse their way op to heave. Eyes closed, she tried to hustle back to her former self.
“Are you okay, Sakura-chan?” He asked , still holding her, his hand snaked around her torso.
She barely could move. “You…” she hissed with difficulty. “Pervert!”
The P.S.
Please do not be thrown off by the introduction. It’s my mellow side talking. I megalo-exhausted and I am just nodding at every request thrown at me.