A Wild Storm of Love
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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,146
Reviews:
42
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
What Akamaru Said and the Consequences
A Wild Storm of Love by Hestia
Disclaimer: All things Naruto are M.K.'s of course.
Chapter 3: What Akamaru Said and the Consequences
Sakura’s birthday party was really getting crazy. Anko and Genma had done something that was more dry humping than dancing in the living room that had ended with Anko flashing everybody. Naruto’s appreciation of this was a little too vocal for Sakura who hit him into the punch bowl. Naruto promptly started stripping down and had gotten carried away by the appreciation for his little strip show. He was now gyrating away in his boxers on the table amid the shards of the punch bowl in a way that put Genma and Anko to shame. Kiba was laughing so hard he almost pissed himself.
“Thank god Hinata passed out and was dragged home by Sai,” he told Shino as he gasped for breath, “Seriously, I don’t think she could have faked being over Naruto with this kind of provocation.” Shino nodded, and they both were distracted as Naruto added a backflip to his dance routine on the table. Akamaru was barking something, Shino was pleasantly tipsy, and it looked like there was nothing but more drinking and laughter ahead for the evening.
But Kiba was suddenly dragging Shino out of the room, signaling in the way long-term partners can that there was something serious up, but he didn’t want the others to know.
“We have a mission, Shino, Akamaru told me Sai took Hinata back to his place not the Hyuuga estate. Neji will flip if he finds out, and I’m not letting our teammate be taken advantage of by that, that . . .”
It didn’t take long before Shino, Kiba, and Akamaru had discretely left the party and made their way to the door of Sai’s apartment. But when they were at the door Kiba began cursing wildly and broke open the door. Needless to say, it isn’t a good idea to just break down the door of an ANBU nin and race for his bedroom. But the sight of what lay on Sai’s deep purple sheets stopped Kiba and Shino in shock.
They trained with Hinata; they knew her body as she knew theirs. Sure they had all grown up lately, but somehow it was hard to reconcile the goddess on the bed with their image of Hinata. For a goddess it was: full, lush pale white breasts with aroused, perfect pink nipples. A shimmering expanse of long purple-black hair, framing a face that looked all woman. The lips were puffy, flushed, full, and pink. Long dark lashes covered the eyes. But then there was the legs, and the well, there wasn’t really a nice way to say it, but all of Hinata was spread out to see. Everything down there was also puffy, flushed, full, and pink—and glistening with what was clearly the result of sex. The smell was intense for Shino, so he could only image what Akamaru and Kiba were taking in with their noises. They probably could tell exactly how many times and who had come, thought Shino. Shino sent a special Katsuhama bug to bite Hinata awake.
Sai was naked as well—another impressive sight—and the drawings of Hinata on the floor around him indicated he was as impressed by the view as they were. Of course at the moment he was holding a long sword to Kiba’s throat, which was probably the only reason there wasn’t more violence going on in the bedroom.
“Oh!” cried Hinata, pulling the sheet up. Both Kiba and Shino were impressed that she didn’t pass out although she was now bright red.
“How could you not have used a condom, Hinata? Cripes, if you’re pregnant, your family might well just kill this asshole you’ve decided to gift with your viriginity,” growled out Kiba.
“I’m not easy to kill,” said Sai, “and a child with my genes and the Hyuuga genes would be a child precious to this village.”
“Your genes? No one knows what the fuck your genes are! You have no family, no name, no manners—you can’t marry the heiress of Hyuugas, fool,” snapped back Kiba.
“Don’t cut him, Sai-san,” said Hinata.
“Holy crap, Hinata, you’re not even past the –san stage, and you slept with this guy willingly—tell me my nose isn’t lying,” insisted Kiba.
“Can you all please wait outside while I get dressed in peace, please? I can’t talk with you until I’m dressed,” pleaded Hinata. “Please put that sword up, Sai-san, and make some tea.”
Sai sheathed the sword, saying flatly, “This way,” as he turned for the door. They were moving towards the kitchen when Hinata, the sheet wrapped around her, called at their backs, “Uh, Shino, uhmm, ah, can I use, ah, well . . .”
Shino reached into his coat and pulled a small bottle from a pocket. His bugs carried the bottle over to Hinata who blushing, grabbed it, and quickly shut the door.
Kiba and Sai stared at Shino and started speaking almost simultaneously.
“Is that one of Hinata’s mixtures?” asked Kiba.
“Is that an aborting medicine?” demanded Sai.
“No,” said Shino, earning him frustrated glares from Kiba and Sai. Akamaru started barking at Kiba and then took off.
“Where’s your dog going?” asked Sai.
Kiba just glared at Sai, his nostrils flaring, but before he had made up his mind about what to say, Shino was saying in his calm, quiet voice, “Let’s make Hinata some tea and talk about how to get her back to the Hyuuga compound without offending what some like say is the most powerful clan in Konoha.”
The tea was ready, and Shino was sipping his when Hinata entered the kitchen. Kiba spilled his tea in shock at the sound of Hinata’s voice and immediately went over and began sniffing all over her body.
“Can I slice him now, Hinata-chan?” asked Sai.
“It’s a clan secret Kiba, you can’t tell anyone about it,” said Hinata, ignoring Sai and his nudity, going over to Shino and handing him back the small bottle.
“Cripes, I can’t believe you wouldn’t tell me about this,” burst out Kiba. “Do you know how much easier that bottle could make our missions? Not to mention my personal life!”
“The oil is too rare to be used at the rate you’d need it, Kiba,” said Shino.
“Did you abort our child?” Sai asked, abruptly stopping the conversation, drawing everyone’s attention to himself, still nude and seeming, oddly, the one most out of place in his own apartment.
“Sai, you ass!” snapped Hinata, shocking her teammates and herself with her anger, “That oil covers up the smell of sex, and I hardly think you can be so sure you’ve impregnated me. And you’re not getting another chance if you think I’m the type that goes around aborting her children! Put some clothes on—this is a kitchen!”
This incredibly unusual outburst of Hinata’s silenced the three ninjas who just stared at Hinata as if she had turned green and sprouted tentacles. Hinata sniffed loudly and went to the counter and poured herself some tea since no one seemed to be about to offer her any. Sai made no move to go clothe himself and seemed neither shocked nor upset at Hinata’s outburst.
“It’s a replication; it’s not Hinata,” said Kiba.
Hinata put the tea cup down loudly. She turned around, her Byakugan making her eyes fierce, and marched over to Kiba and hit the tenketsu on his arm. There was no one but a Hyuuga using Byakugan that could see the tenketsu. “I’m walking home now,” hissed Hinata and headed for the door. She didn’t look back and didn’t say good-bye.
Kiba and Shino exchanged shocked glances. Never, never, had Hinata done something so rude. But never had they expected Hinata to have sex out of wedlock, walk into a room with a naked man and not pass out, let alone yell at a naked man, or render Kiba’s arm useless in the middle of a conversation. They looked at Sai rather nervously, wondering what he would do. He just stood there, not moving, not talking.
“Well, you sure have big ones,” said Kiba finally into the silence. “I guess it goes with having that gigantic thing between your legs. Christ, maybe one of your parents was a horse! Thanks for the tea. Come on, Shino, let’s make sure she gets home. Oh, by the way, I broke your door,” said Kiba, “the smell of sex and blood had me worried.”
“She was a virgin,” said Sai.
“The Hyuugas are going to kill you, Sai,” said Kiba, “I’d go to Tsunade now and beg to disappear back into ANBU.”
“She’s my lover, so she can get near Naruto without Sakura getting mad,” said Sai, dumbfounding his audience.
“That’s so fucking dumb, I can’t even deal with it. Good night and good luck, Sai,” said Kiba heading for the door.
Long after they left, after Sai had fixed his door and cleaned up his kichen, the dark-haired orphan raised by ROOT was still not sleeping. Sai lay awake on his purple sheets, staring at the sketches he’d made of Hinata. When he finally drifted into a dream, it was with the pile of sketches still on his chest and the lights on.
Disclaimer: All things Naruto are M.K.'s of course.
Chapter 3: What Akamaru Said and the Consequences
Sakura’s birthday party was really getting crazy. Anko and Genma had done something that was more dry humping than dancing in the living room that had ended with Anko flashing everybody. Naruto’s appreciation of this was a little too vocal for Sakura who hit him into the punch bowl. Naruto promptly started stripping down and had gotten carried away by the appreciation for his little strip show. He was now gyrating away in his boxers on the table amid the shards of the punch bowl in a way that put Genma and Anko to shame. Kiba was laughing so hard he almost pissed himself.
“Thank god Hinata passed out and was dragged home by Sai,” he told Shino as he gasped for breath, “Seriously, I don’t think she could have faked being over Naruto with this kind of provocation.” Shino nodded, and they both were distracted as Naruto added a backflip to his dance routine on the table. Akamaru was barking something, Shino was pleasantly tipsy, and it looked like there was nothing but more drinking and laughter ahead for the evening.
But Kiba was suddenly dragging Shino out of the room, signaling in the way long-term partners can that there was something serious up, but he didn’t want the others to know.
“We have a mission, Shino, Akamaru told me Sai took Hinata back to his place not the Hyuuga estate. Neji will flip if he finds out, and I’m not letting our teammate be taken advantage of by that, that . . .”
It didn’t take long before Shino, Kiba, and Akamaru had discretely left the party and made their way to the door of Sai’s apartment. But when they were at the door Kiba began cursing wildly and broke open the door. Needless to say, it isn’t a good idea to just break down the door of an ANBU nin and race for his bedroom. But the sight of what lay on Sai’s deep purple sheets stopped Kiba and Shino in shock.
They trained with Hinata; they knew her body as she knew theirs. Sure they had all grown up lately, but somehow it was hard to reconcile the goddess on the bed with their image of Hinata. For a goddess it was: full, lush pale white breasts with aroused, perfect pink nipples. A shimmering expanse of long purple-black hair, framing a face that looked all woman. The lips were puffy, flushed, full, and pink. Long dark lashes covered the eyes. But then there was the legs, and the well, there wasn’t really a nice way to say it, but all of Hinata was spread out to see. Everything down there was also puffy, flushed, full, and pink—and glistening with what was clearly the result of sex. The smell was intense for Shino, so he could only image what Akamaru and Kiba were taking in with their noises. They probably could tell exactly how many times and who had come, thought Shino. Shino sent a special Katsuhama bug to bite Hinata awake.
Sai was naked as well—another impressive sight—and the drawings of Hinata on the floor around him indicated he was as impressed by the view as they were. Of course at the moment he was holding a long sword to Kiba’s throat, which was probably the only reason there wasn’t more violence going on in the bedroom.
“Oh!” cried Hinata, pulling the sheet up. Both Kiba and Shino were impressed that she didn’t pass out although she was now bright red.
“How could you not have used a condom, Hinata? Cripes, if you’re pregnant, your family might well just kill this asshole you’ve decided to gift with your viriginity,” growled out Kiba.
“I’m not easy to kill,” said Sai, “and a child with my genes and the Hyuuga genes would be a child precious to this village.”
“Your genes? No one knows what the fuck your genes are! You have no family, no name, no manners—you can’t marry the heiress of Hyuugas, fool,” snapped back Kiba.
“Don’t cut him, Sai-san,” said Hinata.
“Holy crap, Hinata, you’re not even past the –san stage, and you slept with this guy willingly—tell me my nose isn’t lying,” insisted Kiba.
“Can you all please wait outside while I get dressed in peace, please? I can’t talk with you until I’m dressed,” pleaded Hinata. “Please put that sword up, Sai-san, and make some tea.”
Sai sheathed the sword, saying flatly, “This way,” as he turned for the door. They were moving towards the kitchen when Hinata, the sheet wrapped around her, called at their backs, “Uh, Shino, uhmm, ah, can I use, ah, well . . .”
Shino reached into his coat and pulled a small bottle from a pocket. His bugs carried the bottle over to Hinata who blushing, grabbed it, and quickly shut the door.
Kiba and Sai stared at Shino and started speaking almost simultaneously.
“Is that one of Hinata’s mixtures?” asked Kiba.
“Is that an aborting medicine?” demanded Sai.
“No,” said Shino, earning him frustrated glares from Kiba and Sai. Akamaru started barking at Kiba and then took off.
“Where’s your dog going?” asked Sai.
Kiba just glared at Sai, his nostrils flaring, but before he had made up his mind about what to say, Shino was saying in his calm, quiet voice, “Let’s make Hinata some tea and talk about how to get her back to the Hyuuga compound without offending what some like say is the most powerful clan in Konoha.”
The tea was ready, and Shino was sipping his when Hinata entered the kitchen. Kiba spilled his tea in shock at the sound of Hinata’s voice and immediately went over and began sniffing all over her body.
“Can I slice him now, Hinata-chan?” asked Sai.
“It’s a clan secret Kiba, you can’t tell anyone about it,” said Hinata, ignoring Sai and his nudity, going over to Shino and handing him back the small bottle.
“Cripes, I can’t believe you wouldn’t tell me about this,” burst out Kiba. “Do you know how much easier that bottle could make our missions? Not to mention my personal life!”
“The oil is too rare to be used at the rate you’d need it, Kiba,” said Shino.
“Did you abort our child?” Sai asked, abruptly stopping the conversation, drawing everyone’s attention to himself, still nude and seeming, oddly, the one most out of place in his own apartment.
“Sai, you ass!” snapped Hinata, shocking her teammates and herself with her anger, “That oil covers up the smell of sex, and I hardly think you can be so sure you’ve impregnated me. And you’re not getting another chance if you think I’m the type that goes around aborting her children! Put some clothes on—this is a kitchen!”
This incredibly unusual outburst of Hinata’s silenced the three ninjas who just stared at Hinata as if she had turned green and sprouted tentacles. Hinata sniffed loudly and went to the counter and poured herself some tea since no one seemed to be about to offer her any. Sai made no move to go clothe himself and seemed neither shocked nor upset at Hinata’s outburst.
“It’s a replication; it’s not Hinata,” said Kiba.
Hinata put the tea cup down loudly. She turned around, her Byakugan making her eyes fierce, and marched over to Kiba and hit the tenketsu on his arm. There was no one but a Hyuuga using Byakugan that could see the tenketsu. “I’m walking home now,” hissed Hinata and headed for the door. She didn’t look back and didn’t say good-bye.
Kiba and Shino exchanged shocked glances. Never, never, had Hinata done something so rude. But never had they expected Hinata to have sex out of wedlock, walk into a room with a naked man and not pass out, let alone yell at a naked man, or render Kiba’s arm useless in the middle of a conversation. They looked at Sai rather nervously, wondering what he would do. He just stood there, not moving, not talking.
“Well, you sure have big ones,” said Kiba finally into the silence. “I guess it goes with having that gigantic thing between your legs. Christ, maybe one of your parents was a horse! Thanks for the tea. Come on, Shino, let’s make sure she gets home. Oh, by the way, I broke your door,” said Kiba, “the smell of sex and blood had me worried.”
“She was a virgin,” said Sai.
“The Hyuugas are going to kill you, Sai,” said Kiba, “I’d go to Tsunade now and beg to disappear back into ANBU.”
“She’s my lover, so she can get near Naruto without Sakura getting mad,” said Sai, dumbfounding his audience.
“That’s so fucking dumb, I can’t even deal with it. Good night and good luck, Sai,” said Kiba heading for the door.
Long after they left, after Sai had fixed his door and cleaned up his kichen, the dark-haired orphan raised by ROOT was still not sleeping. Sai lay awake on his purple sheets, staring at the sketches he’d made of Hinata. When he finally drifted into a dream, it was with the pile of sketches still on his chest and the lights on.