Challenge! What It Means To Love And Be Loved!
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Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
5,072
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I wrote this using characters from the Naruto Universe. My mind transferred a perverted idea to text. I do not aim to profit, nor do I wish to steal anything from the original conceiver of the Naruto universe or their support staff.
The Young
Currently Hinata was trailing the three boys that had pushed her around. Naruto had wanted to be part of their group, even after he had to save her from them. Naruto had no friends, and these were his closest chance.
Kid#1: “I hear that one of the Legendary Sanin is in town!”
Kid #2: “He’s got white hair and a metal headband with horns. At least that’s what I gathered about him.”
Kid#3: “Now if only we could get him to train us. We could get some strong technique from him.”
Kid #2: “How are we going to do that?”
Kid#1: “Yeah, he’s probably all busy with important matters, and won’t have time to train us even if we asked.”
Kid#3: “That’s why we’re not going to ask. We’re going to blackmail him.”
Kid#1: “Whaaa?!”
Kid#3: “My mom says that he’s a bit of a pervert, and he sulks around in bars looking for women to…do…or something.”
Kid#2: “Do?”
Kid#3: “Yeah, I don’t know either, but I’m pretty sure it’s take their clothes off.”
Kid#1: “My mom takes her clothes off all the time.” Kid 3 had a look of stress on his face.
Kid#3: “Are you serious?”
Kid#1: “Yeah, she comes home after work and she usually has a friend. She taked her clothes off at the door then they go to sleep in her room. Sometimes they fight before hand, it can get pretty loud, but she’s always happy in the morning. I’m thinking of buying her another blanket if she’s really that cold at night.” (Yeah, the kid can't talk good.)
Kid#2: “We could use this.”
Kid#1: “What?”
Kid#3: “Yeah, we just have to get a camera and catch your mom with him.”
Kid#1: “That won’t work…she was pretty broken up last night. She said he didn’t take her home or call her.” The other two fell silent. “She said she was with a guy last night, just like you two described, but he walked her sick friend home instead of coming to bed with my mom.”
Kid#3: “That’s no good. We’ll have to find that girl, or one to replace her.”
Kid#2: “But then how are we going to get her to do it?”
Kid#3: “That’s easy, promise her money, or some favor that she can’t get but a ninja can. It’ll be part of our training before he teaches us a secret technique for those pictures.”
Kid#1: “This is gonna be great, I got my allowance this week, so I got money covered!”
Hinata: < A favor…> “Su…Sumimasen.” She revealed herself from the bushes, pushing her fingers together.
Kid#3: “Oh, it’s you again, what do you want? A beating?”
Hinata: “I…I’ll help you…”
Kid#2: “You’re just a girl, you’re like us, he won’t go after you.”
Hinata: “I’ll do my best if…”
Kid#3: “Oh this is going to be rich…what do you want from us out of the deal?”
Hinata: “If you’ll just be friends with Naruto I’ll do as much as I can to get him to train you…”
Kid#1: “You must not hear too good, He wants women, not girls!”
Kid#3: “Shut up.” He turned to the Hyuuga. “Fine, if you really think you can bring him to this abandoned shop and we’ll be there. You won’t see us because we’ll be hiding with cameras.”
Hinata: “Cameras?”
Kid#3: “Yeah.” He swallowed and began to blush. “You gotta take your clothes off for him, or it’s no deal.” Hinata had a lance of white hit her spine.
Hinata: “My…my…clothes?” She gripped her jacked tightly to her chest. “Why my clothes?”
Kid#3: “Because that’s what adults do, we have to get him with a girl, naked so we can force him to train us.” Hinata remembered Naruto’s ‘Sexy Jutsu’ and how he had used it time and time again to receive training from unwilling masters.
Hinata: < So I have to be…like Naruto to get him friends…> “I’ll do it.” She grabbed the piece of paper with the information on it and scampered off, hot in the face.
Kid#1: “Why’d you go and do that? I’m not going to be that freak’s friend!”
Kid#2: “Me neither, not after what he did at the graveyard!”
Kid#3: “Those Hyuuga, smug to the last bit. We’re not even going to follow her. There’s no deal, she’s just going to humiliate herself. Let’s find a real woman.”
Hinata wondered around town looking for the man they described, trying to figure out just how she would pull it off. < I know, I’ll say my friend is hurt and needs help, then I’ll lead him to the shop and take my clothes off. They should get all the pictures they need before the teacher runs off. I don’t want to do this, but if it gets Naruto three friends, I’ll be happy. >
Half of the day wasted away as she searched for the metal horned headband. She tried bars (even though they weren’t open yet), Inns, restaurants, training grounds, and eventually she just ended up wandering around town. Her mind was consumed by the thought of humility, baring herself in front of a stranger. She hadn’t even grown as a woman yet. She felt her chest. It had padding, nothing more…
Tsunade had almost finished the first desktop full of mission statements and reports when she pulled from her desk a pocket poker gambling game. Just on queue, Shizune walked in with a stack of papers higher than herself, and Tsunade had to ditch the game.
Tsunade: “Oy, you’re making me work awfully hard today Shizune.” Her tone was condescending, like she was doing Shizune a favor by actually being at her desk.
Shizune: “Well, with all the work you didn’t do yesterday, it only makes sense that you’ll have that much more left over.” The voice she returned was stern and cold. It wasn’t working on Tsunade.
Tsunade: “All work and no play makes the Hokage a dull girl…”
Shizune: “You had your play last night, now you have to work.”
Tsunade: “I’m finished with yesterday’s work, and I’ll be finished with today’s by dark. This means I have to play tonight or I’ll become dull.”
Shizune: “Tsunade, you can’t keep taking risks like this as Hokage, the council will kick you out if they hear about it.” < Please be reasonable Tsunade-sama. Hold your thirst back for a monthly arrangement, like in the past, at least then I can keep the eyes off of you. >
Tsunade: “There’d be a lot less risk if you just cooperated, Shizune…” She gave her subordinate a look of pure sexual intent. Shizune shuddered.
Shizune. “Fine, what do you want tonight.” < You horrible, horrible woman. How many men must you swallow to make up for Jiraya, they’re not him you whore…>
Tsunade: “Well, I’m the Fifth Hokage, and since villagers aren’t ninja, I think you should have five over tonight. Then I might last a month. Unless…” She shot her another look. “You want to be number six…” Shizune had a shocked look on her face. Tsunade hadn’t been this bad since she was a Chuunin. At least the rank of Jounin limited her to one on one encounters. < She had self respect when commanding a team. Why does she lose it commanding a village?>
Shizune: “Fa…Fa…Five?”
Tsunade: “Unless you want to make it six?”
Shizune: “Very well Tsunade...” She walked from the office, searching her mind for the next five candidates to drain life from. “You know you should just tell him, it would solve a lot of your problems…”
Tsunade: “And cause Konoha tenfold the dilemma.” She cursed under her breath at Shizune. “Oh, and Shizune…explain the ground rules to them this time, the dark hair last night got stupid and tried to make me pregnant.”
Shizune: “Yes…Hokage-Sama.” < Why do you lie to yourself. Even with your restoration technique, at this age you can’t have a child. This fantasy about raising a white haired one to channel your love for Jiraya…it’s going to hurt you Tsunade.> She paused as she thought before leaving the room. < I would tell him if not for this seal you put in my mind. I can’t even utter the words.> Her mind flashed back to Tsunade’s instructions.
Tsunade: “If you manage to get past the first seal and tell him, or tell anyone that lets him find out, the second will break and I will own you. You’ll eat Tsunade everyday at my command, and you won’t be able to say no.”
She shuddered.
Hinata was going to stop for lunch when she saw Naruto, sitting at Ichiraku, happily devouring a bowl of noodles she imagined.
Hinata: “Naruto-kun…” Just knowing he was there reinforced her determination. < If I can just see your face, Naruto-kun, your smile, I’ll know I’m doing the right thing. > “Byakugan!” Her gaze pierced the awning, sure enough, his dumb, noodle-filled smile was there for her. Her face felt a bit flush. Then the blood was stolen out of it. Right behind her, on a building top, she saw a man with a horned metal headband. < That’s him! >
Jiraya: “Oh, unrequited love, I’m getting inspiration for my next novel!” He watched as she left the corner she was observing from and began to walk calmly to…nowhere.
Hinata: < It seemed like he was looking at me, watching me. > As she kept her dojutsu on, she noticed…he was watching her, following her. < I suppose there’s only one thing to do now, for Naruto-kun.> She began to walk the path towards the abandoned store noted on the piece of paper she got from the three kids that Naruto so desperately wanted to prove himself worthy to. < I can do this. You can do this, Hinata…>
She was there before her mind could stop swimming. It was a long walk, but it wasn’t nearly long enough when she couldn’t think of anything but being crushed by the mans reaction to her underdeveloped body.
Hinata: < It doesn’t matter what he thinks. It just matters that Naruto has friends. > Then it hit her. She was standing in the middle of the main room and she switched her Byakugan off. Right as she heard the door to the outside slide open, doubt entered her mind. < But what if he doesn’t like what he sees? If he laughs? Will Naruto laugh, what if I don’t have enough for Naruto, I know men always want these things…and I don’t have them.> She fought tearing up as the inner door opened. The guest of honor had arrived.
Kid#1: “I hear that one of the Legendary Sanin is in town!”
Kid #2: “He’s got white hair and a metal headband with horns. At least that’s what I gathered about him.”
Kid#3: “Now if only we could get him to train us. We could get some strong technique from him.”
Kid #2: “How are we going to do that?”
Kid#1: “Yeah, he’s probably all busy with important matters, and won’t have time to train us even if we asked.”
Kid#3: “That’s why we’re not going to ask. We’re going to blackmail him.”
Kid#1: “Whaaa?!”
Kid#3: “My mom says that he’s a bit of a pervert, and he sulks around in bars looking for women to…do…or something.”
Kid#2: “Do?”
Kid#3: “Yeah, I don’t know either, but I’m pretty sure it’s take their clothes off.”
Kid#1: “My mom takes her clothes off all the time.” Kid 3 had a look of stress on his face.
Kid#3: “Are you serious?”
Kid#1: “Yeah, she comes home after work and she usually has a friend. She taked her clothes off at the door then they go to sleep in her room. Sometimes they fight before hand, it can get pretty loud, but she’s always happy in the morning. I’m thinking of buying her another blanket if she’s really that cold at night.” (Yeah, the kid can't talk good.)
Kid#2: “We could use this.”
Kid#1: “What?”
Kid#3: “Yeah, we just have to get a camera and catch your mom with him.”
Kid#1: “That won’t work…she was pretty broken up last night. She said he didn’t take her home or call her.” The other two fell silent. “She said she was with a guy last night, just like you two described, but he walked her sick friend home instead of coming to bed with my mom.”
Kid#3: “That’s no good. We’ll have to find that girl, or one to replace her.”
Kid#2: “But then how are we going to get her to do it?”
Kid#3: “That’s easy, promise her money, or some favor that she can’t get but a ninja can. It’ll be part of our training before he teaches us a secret technique for those pictures.”
Kid#1: “This is gonna be great, I got my allowance this week, so I got money covered!”
Hinata: < A favor…> “Su…Sumimasen.” She revealed herself from the bushes, pushing her fingers together.
Kid#3: “Oh, it’s you again, what do you want? A beating?”
Hinata: “I…I’ll help you…”
Kid#2: “You’re just a girl, you’re like us, he won’t go after you.”
Hinata: “I’ll do my best if…”
Kid#3: “Oh this is going to be rich…what do you want from us out of the deal?”
Hinata: “If you’ll just be friends with Naruto I’ll do as much as I can to get him to train you…”
Kid#1: “You must not hear too good, He wants women, not girls!”
Kid#3: “Shut up.” He turned to the Hyuuga. “Fine, if you really think you can bring him to this abandoned shop and we’ll be there. You won’t see us because we’ll be hiding with cameras.”
Hinata: “Cameras?”
Kid#3: “Yeah.” He swallowed and began to blush. “You gotta take your clothes off for him, or it’s no deal.” Hinata had a lance of white hit her spine.
Hinata: “My…my…clothes?” She gripped her jacked tightly to her chest. “Why my clothes?”
Kid#3: “Because that’s what adults do, we have to get him with a girl, naked so we can force him to train us.” Hinata remembered Naruto’s ‘Sexy Jutsu’ and how he had used it time and time again to receive training from unwilling masters.
Hinata: < So I have to be…like Naruto to get him friends…> “I’ll do it.” She grabbed the piece of paper with the information on it and scampered off, hot in the face.
Kid#1: “Why’d you go and do that? I’m not going to be that freak’s friend!”
Kid#2: “Me neither, not after what he did at the graveyard!”
Kid#3: “Those Hyuuga, smug to the last bit. We’re not even going to follow her. There’s no deal, she’s just going to humiliate herself. Let’s find a real woman.”
Hinata wondered around town looking for the man they described, trying to figure out just how she would pull it off. < I know, I’ll say my friend is hurt and needs help, then I’ll lead him to the shop and take my clothes off. They should get all the pictures they need before the teacher runs off. I don’t want to do this, but if it gets Naruto three friends, I’ll be happy. >
Half of the day wasted away as she searched for the metal horned headband. She tried bars (even though they weren’t open yet), Inns, restaurants, training grounds, and eventually she just ended up wandering around town. Her mind was consumed by the thought of humility, baring herself in front of a stranger. She hadn’t even grown as a woman yet. She felt her chest. It had padding, nothing more…
Tsunade had almost finished the first desktop full of mission statements and reports when she pulled from her desk a pocket poker gambling game. Just on queue, Shizune walked in with a stack of papers higher than herself, and Tsunade had to ditch the game.
Tsunade: “Oy, you’re making me work awfully hard today Shizune.” Her tone was condescending, like she was doing Shizune a favor by actually being at her desk.
Shizune: “Well, with all the work you didn’t do yesterday, it only makes sense that you’ll have that much more left over.” The voice she returned was stern and cold. It wasn’t working on Tsunade.
Tsunade: “All work and no play makes the Hokage a dull girl…”
Shizune: “You had your play last night, now you have to work.”
Tsunade: “I’m finished with yesterday’s work, and I’ll be finished with today’s by dark. This means I have to play tonight or I’ll become dull.”
Shizune: “Tsunade, you can’t keep taking risks like this as Hokage, the council will kick you out if they hear about it.” < Please be reasonable Tsunade-sama. Hold your thirst back for a monthly arrangement, like in the past, at least then I can keep the eyes off of you. >
Tsunade: “There’d be a lot less risk if you just cooperated, Shizune…” She gave her subordinate a look of pure sexual intent. Shizune shuddered.
Shizune. “Fine, what do you want tonight.” < You horrible, horrible woman. How many men must you swallow to make up for Jiraya, they’re not him you whore…>
Tsunade: “Well, I’m the Fifth Hokage, and since villagers aren’t ninja, I think you should have five over tonight. Then I might last a month. Unless…” She shot her another look. “You want to be number six…” Shizune had a shocked look on her face. Tsunade hadn’t been this bad since she was a Chuunin. At least the rank of Jounin limited her to one on one encounters. < She had self respect when commanding a team. Why does she lose it commanding a village?>
Shizune: “Fa…Fa…Five?”
Tsunade: “Unless you want to make it six?”
Shizune: “Very well Tsunade...” She walked from the office, searching her mind for the next five candidates to drain life from. “You know you should just tell him, it would solve a lot of your problems…”
Tsunade: “And cause Konoha tenfold the dilemma.” She cursed under her breath at Shizune. “Oh, and Shizune…explain the ground rules to them this time, the dark hair last night got stupid and tried to make me pregnant.”
Shizune: “Yes…Hokage-Sama.” < Why do you lie to yourself. Even with your restoration technique, at this age you can’t have a child. This fantasy about raising a white haired one to channel your love for Jiraya…it’s going to hurt you Tsunade.> She paused as she thought before leaving the room. < I would tell him if not for this seal you put in my mind. I can’t even utter the words.> Her mind flashed back to Tsunade’s instructions.
Tsunade: “If you manage to get past the first seal and tell him, or tell anyone that lets him find out, the second will break and I will own you. You’ll eat Tsunade everyday at my command, and you won’t be able to say no.”
She shuddered.
Hinata was going to stop for lunch when she saw Naruto, sitting at Ichiraku, happily devouring a bowl of noodles she imagined.
Hinata: “Naruto-kun…” Just knowing he was there reinforced her determination. < If I can just see your face, Naruto-kun, your smile, I’ll know I’m doing the right thing. > “Byakugan!” Her gaze pierced the awning, sure enough, his dumb, noodle-filled smile was there for her. Her face felt a bit flush. Then the blood was stolen out of it. Right behind her, on a building top, she saw a man with a horned metal headband. < That’s him! >
Jiraya: “Oh, unrequited love, I’m getting inspiration for my next novel!” He watched as she left the corner she was observing from and began to walk calmly to…nowhere.
Hinata: < It seemed like he was looking at me, watching me. > As she kept her dojutsu on, she noticed…he was watching her, following her. < I suppose there’s only one thing to do now, for Naruto-kun.> She began to walk the path towards the abandoned store noted on the piece of paper she got from the three kids that Naruto so desperately wanted to prove himself worthy to. < I can do this. You can do this, Hinata…>
She was there before her mind could stop swimming. It was a long walk, but it wasn’t nearly long enough when she couldn’t think of anything but being crushed by the mans reaction to her underdeveloped body.
Hinata: < It doesn’t matter what he thinks. It just matters that Naruto has friends. > Then it hit her. She was standing in the middle of the main room and she switched her Byakugan off. Right as she heard the door to the outside slide open, doubt entered her mind. < But what if he doesn’t like what he sees? If he laughs? Will Naruto laugh, what if I don’t have enough for Naruto, I know men always want these things…and I don’t have them.> She fought tearing up as the inner door opened. The guest of honor had arrived.