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Chapter 30: And there was this night…
Author’s Notes:
Pardon me, but what did they really think I am for anyway? Yes, I want to be a trainer. Yes, I want to be a team leader. I was applying for team leader, but they landed me a back-up trainer position instead. Now I am doing back-up trainer, quality assurance work, they drop a bomb saying that I would be interviewed for team leader position.
What the?
Anyways, the ones who would be interviewing me are brutal. Or so, I have heard. Pray for me?
DISCLAIMER:
Do not own Naruto.
Sassychan
By Boyarina
Chapter 30: And there was this night…
Kabuto wasn’t sure if he made the right choice when he decided to pick Naruto to be Sasuke’s Protector. Now, if he could only retreat and mull over what he opted to do, Kabuto would have certainly done that. Unfortunately, he could not likely do that as the objective of his unrest was standing right in front of him with a rather large demon peeking at him from behind Naruto’s back.
Kabuto wouldn’t have minded it too much had the regular Naruto appeared and replaced the menacing demon/human he was forced to contest with this very second. No, he wasn’t frightened per se, just that it would do his nerves some good to know that he would be able to easily subdue Naruto (if needed) had he been a regular human instead of worrying over the fact this Naruto (who was exuding such a dark and magnanimous chakra) might take care of him instead.
“I come in peace,” Kabuto began, trying on the most benedicting tone he could scrounge up with.
Two identical sets of ominous puffs of breath answered him. Kabuto wasn’t exactly expecting to get a gracious and eloquent reply from Naruto and his demon but he was at least hoping for something verbal, something that was not so… life-threatening.
“I want to offer you my allegiance,” Kabuto continued calmly though the Kyuubi from behind Naruto stepped over Naruto’s head, leaned towards Kabuto and came close enough to take a bite of his shoulder. Likewise, Naruto closed the gap between them the way a leopard would to its prey. They moved fluidly; in such perfect synchronization that it left no doubt in Kabuto’s head that there won’t be any avenue left for him to escape had they tried to attack him.
“You knocked me unconscious by entering my mind and you want me to believe you? Really?” Naruto growled. “How the hell did you get into my head anyway?”
Kabuto knew better than to show hesitation in this particular occasion though he sorely desired to slap himself on the forehead for not thinking how his actions would affect his credibility. No use crying over spilt milk now. He has to be firm with his rebuttal to show Naruto the extreme necessity of his deed.
“I know that at any given day what I have done would not exactly equal to any good intent in your perception but circumstance have changed and you have to understand that I meant you no harm. You do know Sasuke is a female now, right?” Kabuto explained in a brisk, business-like manner. He had been hoping that Naruto would show him the same respect the Naruto had given him when Naruto was just a genin. Furthermore, Kabuto was praying (chanting, more like) that since he had been courteous and had conducted his actions in a very “I-present-to-you-no-danger” manner, Naruto and his demon would not brutally murder him on the spot before he could successfully pass the Protector chakra to Naruto.
Naruto drew himself back but his gaze remained steely. “How did you know Sasuke’s a girl? Have you been spying on her?” He paused at this point, his eyes becoming suddenly murderous. “Have you been peeping on her?!”
Kabuto spluttered. “Of course not! I was the one who helped Sasuke out of Otokagure! I was the first to know of her transformation! In fact, I’m her Savior!”
At this, Naruto eyebrows clashed severely together. “Her what?”
Kabuto ignore Naruto’s question and simply continued with his earlier diatribe. “Sasuke needed my help and I had fulfilled my duty as a Savior at that moment! Now all I need for you to be is to be her Protector and assist me and assist her in whatever she need so she would really become a female! Is that so hard to do?! You just tell me if you don’t want to so I could get on with my life and ask Jiraiya to be on board instead of you!”
Kabuto was feeling tad triumphant, if not downright exultant, after his outburst. No, he wasn’t just simply proud of how he masterfully delivered his speech, but also because of the effect it had on Naruto. The boy appeared like he was having misgivings on his opinion of him. Demon-like traits etched on Naruto’s face gradually slipped from his features.
Kabuto saw this as a chance to take out the Protector chakra and accomplish what he has to do. Unfortunately, before he could so much as twitch a finger, Kyuubi materialized at his side and wheezed/sneezed/huffed directly at him. Either intentionally or unintentionally, the demon caused him to get distracted and had, as well, sent his perfectly groomed hair into complete disarray. More over, Kabuto couldn’t help but feel flecks of mucus/saliva adorning his face due to the demon’s gusty upheaval of his lungs’ air and he could swear that his hair is now sticking out on every direction.
One of these days, Kabuto would give that demon a hairdo he would never, ever forget. Retribution, that was that it was.
“I, for the life of me, is itching to discredit you on this matter, antediluvian-san,” Kyuubi began. Greatly insulted by that particular word the Kyuubi used to describe him, Kabuto raised a palm up and decided to butt-in before the demon proceeded to other matters concerning what he wanted to say.
“Kyuubi-san, if you are calling me old, how do you think I would describe you?” He asked and was answered by a direct piercing glare. He tried glaring back, but the killer intent that flowed from the Kyuubi’s person made his glare come to a screeching halt. He ended up smiling warily instead as pin prickles of sweat started popping out of his temple.
“I am sorry to interrupt. Go on please,” Kabuto said when he finally found his tongue again, graciously backing down in the process.
Kyuubi sneezed/wheezed/huffed for the second time around. Kabuto did not even bother wiping the mucus/saliva that rained down on him. He has a very nasty feeling that more of these would come very, very soon.
“As I was saying,” Kyuubi said as he sneezed/wheezed/huffed for the third time during the course of their ten-second conversation. Kabuto was nearly bathing in the amount of mucus/saliva on his person. “I would like to discredit you but I am very much interested in that extra chakra I could smell from you. One of them is for Naruto, correct?”
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Sasuke has but one to two hours left before the potion actually wears off. For the past five minutes of this 1-2-hour wait, she had been chanting to herself, “Naruto is a girl now. I will not check his room if he had turned back into his male form.” It was admittedly a very long sentence and was not entirely suitable for chanting purposes, but given that she was not exactly in a place where everything was absolutely normal, she, therefore, would be sticking to her chant.
“Naruto is a girl now. I will not check in his room if he has turned back into his male form.”
A peek would not hurt, but what would she do to stop herself from ravaging the dobe on the spot if he indeed transformed back into his male form? Oh dear God, just the thought of a male Naruto made her imagination careen-off to the path down where only x-rated ideas are kept under a huge lock and an equally gigantic key.
Stop thinking about Naruto, Sasuke! Sure he might have become bulkier, taller, fuckable-er…
Okay! That is officially IT! Sasuke, go to sleep!
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Dangit, she can’t sleep! The male Naruto that was fuckable-er was stuck, nailed, glued, cemented, embedded, entombed in her head and she can’t get it out! Cases like this, Sasuke knew she simply have to exhaust herself until she was dead tired. Then, definitely, she could go to sleep.
A plan in mind, Sasuke got up, briskly walked out of her bedroom door, intending to head straight out into the streets of Konoha right in the middle of the night. She made it past Sakura’s room, was walking, no, striving to get past Naruto's door… Feet shuffling along… getting magnetized towards Naruto’s bedroom…resisting it mightily… attempting to get back on the track… and…
She was inside Naruto’s room. It really should not have been remotely hard to walk past Naruto’s door as it was directly in front of Sakura’s, which she had easily by-passed. However, her feet automatically retraced her steps and directed her path directly to the location she was trying to avoid.
Sasuke’s eyes rounded as she surveyed the inside of Naruto’s sleeping quarters. Saliva pooled inside her mouth as her gaze flicked towards Naruto’s half-naked, sprawled-on-the-top-of-his-futon-with-careless-abandon form.
Wasn’t she just L-U-C-K-Y?
Wait this was wrong.
She should go back and race out into the streets of Konoha like she had initially planned.
No, wait.
That was wrong.
Here was a perfectly fuckable Naruto on a bed. Now. This very second. Wasn’t she demanding something like this earlier this day?
No, wait.
That was wrong.
Sakura was right when she said Sasuke was being controlled by the love potion. Under no circumstance would she, Sasuke, have thought that Naruto would be a creature she would have readily humped. Not even if he was looking mighty tasty, lying there with his beautifully sculpted abs and pectorals, would she have imagined herself slipping right next to him and petting whatever body part she could reach had she been in full control of her facilities.
Sasuke even betted that in ordinary circumstances, even if she touched the smoothness of his skin would she had been aroused by the nearness of him. Taking these into consideration, Sasuke pretty much summed up that she simply have to think NORMAL so she would be free of the love potion’s hold on her uncontrollable intoxication to Naruto.
Sasuke pursed her lips determinedly and willed herself to think straight. She sought within her being the scraps of disdain she had for Naruto before—for the fact that he had always challenged her, for actually surpassing her abilities, for always going after Sakura, for being so unimaginably gorgeous when he should not have been, for being so Naruto that she found herself occasionally seeking his grin when she had been in Otokagure…
Sasuke gnashed her teeth together as her hands went up to pull her hair out of her scalp. Despite her resolve to get turned off at Naruto, her thoughts just have to go awry and head towards the direction she had been trying to get out of in the first place. Not only that, her feet did a little magic of their own and covered the little distance that were separating her and Naruto without his knowing.
This situation was going from bad to worse.
Highly frustrated, Sasuke exhaled loudly. She steeled herself from further results the love potion would generate on her actions and made ready to do battle with her love-potion-manipulated hormones (i.e., love-potion-manipulated sexual desires). She brought her arms down to her sides, fisted her hands and started to pull herself from the direction Naruto was at.
Sasuke was about to break into a triumphant smile when she succeeded moving an inch to where she really wanted to go. However, her lips never got to complete its “the-victory-is-mine” grin as her triumph turned to outraged-shock for her legs did what her love-potion-manipulated hormones dictated for them to do. Her legs made her sprint to Naruto’s bed. They could have stopped at the edge of his futon, but her legs deemed that the rule of her love-potion-manipulated hormones absolute. Without consulting her logic and reason, they made her climb Naruto’s bed, slide next to him and sprawl on top of him.
Damn it. Had this sleeping position not been comfortable, Sasuke would have struggled anew to get her bearings back and continued with the plan of getting out of here. But, she was so damnably comfortable; she was having the darndest time convincing herself to get off Naruto.
Ah, hell. Perhaps just a few minutes. Maybe by then, the love potion would have lessened its grip on her hormones. Besides, this was probably the worst her love-potion-manipulated-hormones could come up with, right?
Right?
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The P.S.
I know I should stop ranting on the Author’s Notes section. This evening (night here in the Philippines, anyway), I solemnly swear (I am up to no good, just kidding) I will reply back to everyone’s review. Minna-san thank you so much for reviewing! (Happily dances) I love reading your reviews! So kawaii!
Oh, if you do have time, check out you tube’s video of two Chinese boys who made a music video out of the song “Pan de bu ai”. Check it out. It literally split my sides.
Lastly, I know I haven’t been making any great leaps regarding the development of the Savior, Protector, Ally plot, but don’t fear, I will get there. It’s just taking a little while. I was thinking of going for a little smut too. Hehehe. What do you think? Smut’ll ruin the story? Make it better? Take a vote!
Love lots,
Boyarina
Pardon me, but what did they really think I am for anyway? Yes, I want to be a trainer. Yes, I want to be a team leader. I was applying for team leader, but they landed me a back-up trainer position instead. Now I am doing back-up trainer, quality assurance work, they drop a bomb saying that I would be interviewed for team leader position.
What the?
Anyways, the ones who would be interviewing me are brutal. Or so, I have heard. Pray for me?
DISCLAIMER:
Do not own Naruto.
Sassychan
By Boyarina
Chapter 30: And there was this night…
Kabuto wasn’t sure if he made the right choice when he decided to pick Naruto to be Sasuke’s Protector. Now, if he could only retreat and mull over what he opted to do, Kabuto would have certainly done that. Unfortunately, he could not likely do that as the objective of his unrest was standing right in front of him with a rather large demon peeking at him from behind Naruto’s back.
Kabuto wouldn’t have minded it too much had the regular Naruto appeared and replaced the menacing demon/human he was forced to contest with this very second. No, he wasn’t frightened per se, just that it would do his nerves some good to know that he would be able to easily subdue Naruto (if needed) had he been a regular human instead of worrying over the fact this Naruto (who was exuding such a dark and magnanimous chakra) might take care of him instead.
“I come in peace,” Kabuto began, trying on the most benedicting tone he could scrounge up with.
Two identical sets of ominous puffs of breath answered him. Kabuto wasn’t exactly expecting to get a gracious and eloquent reply from Naruto and his demon but he was at least hoping for something verbal, something that was not so… life-threatening.
“I want to offer you my allegiance,” Kabuto continued calmly though the Kyuubi from behind Naruto stepped over Naruto’s head, leaned towards Kabuto and came close enough to take a bite of his shoulder. Likewise, Naruto closed the gap between them the way a leopard would to its prey. They moved fluidly; in such perfect synchronization that it left no doubt in Kabuto’s head that there won’t be any avenue left for him to escape had they tried to attack him.
“You knocked me unconscious by entering my mind and you want me to believe you? Really?” Naruto growled. “How the hell did you get into my head anyway?”
Kabuto knew better than to show hesitation in this particular occasion though he sorely desired to slap himself on the forehead for not thinking how his actions would affect his credibility. No use crying over spilt milk now. He has to be firm with his rebuttal to show Naruto the extreme necessity of his deed.
“I know that at any given day what I have done would not exactly equal to any good intent in your perception but circumstance have changed and you have to understand that I meant you no harm. You do know Sasuke is a female now, right?” Kabuto explained in a brisk, business-like manner. He had been hoping that Naruto would show him the same respect the Naruto had given him when Naruto was just a genin. Furthermore, Kabuto was praying (chanting, more like) that since he had been courteous and had conducted his actions in a very “I-present-to-you-no-danger” manner, Naruto and his demon would not brutally murder him on the spot before he could successfully pass the Protector chakra to Naruto.
Naruto drew himself back but his gaze remained steely. “How did you know Sasuke’s a girl? Have you been spying on her?” He paused at this point, his eyes becoming suddenly murderous. “Have you been peeping on her?!”
Kabuto spluttered. “Of course not! I was the one who helped Sasuke out of Otokagure! I was the first to know of her transformation! In fact, I’m her Savior!”
At this, Naruto eyebrows clashed severely together. “Her what?”
Kabuto ignore Naruto’s question and simply continued with his earlier diatribe. “Sasuke needed my help and I had fulfilled my duty as a Savior at that moment! Now all I need for you to be is to be her Protector and assist me and assist her in whatever she need so she would really become a female! Is that so hard to do?! You just tell me if you don’t want to so I could get on with my life and ask Jiraiya to be on board instead of you!”
Kabuto was feeling tad triumphant, if not downright exultant, after his outburst. No, he wasn’t just simply proud of how he masterfully delivered his speech, but also because of the effect it had on Naruto. The boy appeared like he was having misgivings on his opinion of him. Demon-like traits etched on Naruto’s face gradually slipped from his features.
Kabuto saw this as a chance to take out the Protector chakra and accomplish what he has to do. Unfortunately, before he could so much as twitch a finger, Kyuubi materialized at his side and wheezed/sneezed/huffed directly at him. Either intentionally or unintentionally, the demon caused him to get distracted and had, as well, sent his perfectly groomed hair into complete disarray. More over, Kabuto couldn’t help but feel flecks of mucus/saliva adorning his face due to the demon’s gusty upheaval of his lungs’ air and he could swear that his hair is now sticking out on every direction.
One of these days, Kabuto would give that demon a hairdo he would never, ever forget. Retribution, that was that it was.
“I, for the life of me, is itching to discredit you on this matter, antediluvian-san,” Kyuubi began. Greatly insulted by that particular word the Kyuubi used to describe him, Kabuto raised a palm up and decided to butt-in before the demon proceeded to other matters concerning what he wanted to say.
“Kyuubi-san, if you are calling me old, how do you think I would describe you?” He asked and was answered by a direct piercing glare. He tried glaring back, but the killer intent that flowed from the Kyuubi’s person made his glare come to a screeching halt. He ended up smiling warily instead as pin prickles of sweat started popping out of his temple.
“I am sorry to interrupt. Go on please,” Kabuto said when he finally found his tongue again, graciously backing down in the process.
Kyuubi sneezed/wheezed/huffed for the second time around. Kabuto did not even bother wiping the mucus/saliva that rained down on him. He has a very nasty feeling that more of these would come very, very soon.
“As I was saying,” Kyuubi said as he sneezed/wheezed/huffed for the third time during the course of their ten-second conversation. Kabuto was nearly bathing in the amount of mucus/saliva on his person. “I would like to discredit you but I am very much interested in that extra chakra I could smell from you. One of them is for Naruto, correct?”
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Sasuke has but one to two hours left before the potion actually wears off. For the past five minutes of this 1-2-hour wait, she had been chanting to herself, “Naruto is a girl now. I will not check his room if he had turned back into his male form.” It was admittedly a very long sentence and was not entirely suitable for chanting purposes, but given that she was not exactly in a place where everything was absolutely normal, she, therefore, would be sticking to her chant.
“Naruto is a girl now. I will not check in his room if he has turned back into his male form.”
A peek would not hurt, but what would she do to stop herself from ravaging the dobe on the spot if he indeed transformed back into his male form? Oh dear God, just the thought of a male Naruto made her imagination careen-off to the path down where only x-rated ideas are kept under a huge lock and an equally gigantic key.
Stop thinking about Naruto, Sasuke! Sure he might have become bulkier, taller, fuckable-er…
Okay! That is officially IT! Sasuke, go to sleep!
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Sleep…
Dangit, she can’t sleep! The male Naruto that was fuckable-er was stuck, nailed, glued, cemented, embedded, entombed in her head and she can’t get it out! Cases like this, Sasuke knew she simply have to exhaust herself until she was dead tired. Then, definitely, she could go to sleep.
A plan in mind, Sasuke got up, briskly walked out of her bedroom door, intending to head straight out into the streets of Konoha right in the middle of the night. She made it past Sakura’s room, was walking, no, striving to get past Naruto's door… Feet shuffling along… getting magnetized towards Naruto’s bedroom…resisting it mightily… attempting to get back on the track… and…
She was inside Naruto’s room. It really should not have been remotely hard to walk past Naruto’s door as it was directly in front of Sakura’s, which she had easily by-passed. However, her feet automatically retraced her steps and directed her path directly to the location she was trying to avoid.
Sasuke’s eyes rounded as she surveyed the inside of Naruto’s sleeping quarters. Saliva pooled inside her mouth as her gaze flicked towards Naruto’s half-naked, sprawled-on-the-top-of-his-futon-with-careless-abandon form.
Wasn’t she just L-U-C-K-Y?
Wait this was wrong.
She should go back and race out into the streets of Konoha like she had initially planned.
No, wait.
That was wrong.
Here was a perfectly fuckable Naruto on a bed. Now. This very second. Wasn’t she demanding something like this earlier this day?
No, wait.
That was wrong.
Sakura was right when she said Sasuke was being controlled by the love potion. Under no circumstance would she, Sasuke, have thought that Naruto would be a creature she would have readily humped. Not even if he was looking mighty tasty, lying there with his beautifully sculpted abs and pectorals, would she have imagined herself slipping right next to him and petting whatever body part she could reach had she been in full control of her facilities.
Sasuke even betted that in ordinary circumstances, even if she touched the smoothness of his skin would she had been aroused by the nearness of him. Taking these into consideration, Sasuke pretty much summed up that she simply have to think NORMAL so she would be free of the love potion’s hold on her uncontrollable intoxication to Naruto.
Sasuke pursed her lips determinedly and willed herself to think straight. She sought within her being the scraps of disdain she had for Naruto before—for the fact that he had always challenged her, for actually surpassing her abilities, for always going after Sakura, for being so unimaginably gorgeous when he should not have been, for being so Naruto that she found herself occasionally seeking his grin when she had been in Otokagure…
Sasuke gnashed her teeth together as her hands went up to pull her hair out of her scalp. Despite her resolve to get turned off at Naruto, her thoughts just have to go awry and head towards the direction she had been trying to get out of in the first place. Not only that, her feet did a little magic of their own and covered the little distance that were separating her and Naruto without his knowing.
This situation was going from bad to worse.
Highly frustrated, Sasuke exhaled loudly. She steeled herself from further results the love potion would generate on her actions and made ready to do battle with her love-potion-manipulated hormones (i.e., love-potion-manipulated sexual desires). She brought her arms down to her sides, fisted her hands and started to pull herself from the direction Naruto was at.
Sasuke was about to break into a triumphant smile when she succeeded moving an inch to where she really wanted to go. However, her lips never got to complete its “the-victory-is-mine” grin as her triumph turned to outraged-shock for her legs did what her love-potion-manipulated hormones dictated for them to do. Her legs made her sprint to Naruto’s bed. They could have stopped at the edge of his futon, but her legs deemed that the rule of her love-potion-manipulated hormones absolute. Without consulting her logic and reason, they made her climb Naruto’s bed, slide next to him and sprawl on top of him.
Damn it. Had this sleeping position not been comfortable, Sasuke would have struggled anew to get her bearings back and continued with the plan of getting out of here. But, she was so damnably comfortable; she was having the darndest time convincing herself to get off Naruto.
Ah, hell. Perhaps just a few minutes. Maybe by then, the love potion would have lessened its grip on her hormones. Besides, this was probably the worst her love-potion-manipulated-hormones could come up with, right?
Right?
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The P.S.
I know I should stop ranting on the Author’s Notes section. This evening (night here in the Philippines, anyway), I solemnly swear (I am up to no good, just kidding) I will reply back to everyone’s review. Minna-san thank you so much for reviewing! (Happily dances) I love reading your reviews! So kawaii!
Oh, if you do have time, check out you tube’s video of two Chinese boys who made a music video out of the song “Pan de bu ai”. Check it out. It literally split my sides.
Lastly, I know I haven’t been making any great leaps regarding the development of the Savior, Protector, Ally plot, but don’t fear, I will get there. It’s just taking a little while. I was thinking of going for a little smut too. Hehehe. What do you think? Smut’ll ruin the story? Make it better? Take a vote!
Love lots,
Boyarina