Striptease no jutsu

"blah blah"=talking
'yadda yadda'=thinking


Kiba stared up at the ceiling where Suni was last visible. Beads of sweat dripped from his brow. He couldn’t stop his breath from catching in his throat. Practically panting, Kiba forced himself to advert his eyes to the ground. As he stared into the grain of the hardwood floor, his thoughts raced.

“I can’t believe…..a girl…..like that….”. His lips curled back, a feral fanged grin stretched across his rough, handsome face. “…exists!”. The slit pupils in his eyes darted all around the backstage area. He hoped to catch a glimpse of his little minx. Every sound made his ears twitch. He sniffed the air, trying to find the intoxicating smell of his Suni. Well, not his Suni, yet. But he would make sure that she would be before the night was thru.

When the crowd had finally calmed down, Tsunade appeared on the stage in a puff of smoke. She was smirking, knowing that the audience was quite satisfied with Suni’s permission.

“Now, will the judges please announce their scores on Suni”.

The first judge to speak was Jiraiya, who was adamant about getting his vote in as quickly as possible. He shot to his feet and made a power pose. “It was amazing! Her beauty, her body, her creativity! She shall be the new lead in my next book!” His aura mellowed suddenly and he crossed his arms. “I regret however that I cannot give her a perfect score”. The audience burst into boos and hisses. No one had expected that the biggest pervert in Konoha would say those words about Suni! “I’m sorry but she did not take nearly enough off! And when she finally did, SHE WAS ALREADY GONE!!!!” Agreement echoed throughout the crowd in a series of yea’s and damn’s. “It is with a heavy heart, I give the sensual Suni a 7”.

“I must disagree, Jiraiya-san!” Rock Lee busted out of his seat and assumed his usual nice guy pose. “She was overflowing with youth! Her training must have been extremely challenging! I give her a 10!” The audience cheered in agreement.

“I must agree with my comrade that her ’training’ must have been tough,” Neji began to talk out his thinking process, “her flexibility and beauty cannot be argued. However she was not as sharing with her body as she could have been, as Jiraiya-sannin mentioned. Her interactions with the audience and the judges were quite, amusing,“ he reminded those who were graced with Suni’s attention. Ryu was busy bandaging his hand, but Genma raised a glass from his seat and grinned like a fox. “I’m in a giving mood, so she gets a 7 from me”. The audience was split in reactions. Some thought it was fair and others truly believed that she was cheated.

Tsunade nodded. “Very good arguments. Very well thought out, though a little rougher than I was expecting”. She addressed the audience, “Don’t you think our judges are wonderful choices?” The spectators were obviously pleased by the cheers ravaging the stage. “Ok, next, Shikamaru?”

Shikamaru barely moved. In the same arms crossed, eyes down position as his fellow ambushed comrade Neji, he passed his judgment. “8”. Tsunade glared down at him.

“Shikamaru!” Startled, the young ninja was wide-eyed and much more awake from the irritated Hokage. “You are the most intelligent of all the Konoha ninja and you say nothing more than a number?! SPEAK!”

“Fine! Sheesh, you’re worse than my mother”. Another angry glare made him straighten up and speak. “She was definitely no hag. Suni was skilled on the pole, and has a sense of creativity and imagination. I can respect a girl with a brain. So that’s why she gets an 8”.

“Much better, Shikamaru. Now, Ryu-san, it’s your turn”.

Ryu bowed his head, his braid caressing his face. He had a leg pushing against the stage, his chair pushed back. His newly bandaged hand sat atop his knee. A few girls in the background squealed. “Well, I’ve got to agree with Jiraiya, I wish she would’ve taken off some more freaking clothes while she was still on stage, am I right fellas?!” All the men in the room hooted in agreement. Hayate, Genma and Kotetsu in particular. Ryu raised a healthy hand, the audience, wrapped around his pinky, quieted. “However, she put on one helluva show. Can’t pretend that didn’t get me hot and bothered. She did her job. Give that sexy Suni a 9”.

“I see,” Tsunade said, arms crossed. “Well, as for me, I’m giving her a 9 as well. Her theme stuck out and she was extremely creative with her undead theme. Everything matched, from her looks to her entrance. Her skill, strength and flexibility were displayed exceptionally well. I for one was impressed”. The crowd cheered and raised their glasses to Tsunade’s decision to give the visiting shinobi a high score.

“Alright with that said…” Tsunade began.

“Hold on, Tsunade-hime,” a deeper, slower voice interrupted, “don’t I get my vote? I am a judge, ya know”. All eyes turned towards where the empty judges chair was now filled with a, unique, ninja never seen before. He was average in height, a bit older than the other judges, aside from the Sannin, and a bit frail looking. His dark brown hair cascaded over his long, thin face. His eyes were a bright, empty blue, giving him an intoxicated look. A fishnet shirt laid hidden under his jounin vest, which was oddly tailored. It was half the length of a normal vest, and had a tie-dye camouflage pattern on it. His sweatpants matched the rest of his odd garb. A mellow aura surrounded him, which was dousing the lusty flames emanating from Ryu’s area.

Ryuushi chuckled, sounding slightly irritated, “And who the hell are you?” Ryu’s tone changed quickly when he felt the Godaime of Konoha hovering over him. She wasn’t thrilled with Ryu’s lack of respect for his fellow judge.

“He happens to be the last judge, Moonbeam Honeysuckle Chen”.

Moonbeam raised a hand, “Please, call me Moon-san”. His speech was slow and deliberate. It seemed that he was practically chewing his words when he spoke. “And no worries about what he said before, Tsunade-hime. It’s all good. I’m all about keeping the peace,” he said turning to Ryu, who looked at him, still confused as to how such a lame ninja got invited to be a judge at a striptease competition.

‘Has this guy even seen a naked chick before?’ Ryu thought to himself. ‘The only way he could would probably be peeking in the girls bath, and even then, he’d get caught with that abomination of shinobi attire on. Who the fuck tie-dyes camo?!’ Ryu tilted his head and smiled at the newcomer. Of course, his cutesy action was followed by a squeal from the Ryuushi fan girls society.

“Wait a minute,” Jiraiya spoke up, a contemplating hand stroking his chin, “how can you possibly vote for Suni? Were you even here to see it?”

“Is anybody really here, man? I mean, think about it…..”. After a few odd seconds of befuddled silence, Moonbeam continued. “Yea, I was here. I was in the back smokin’ a joi-cigarette. Yea, a cigarette”. Jiraiya raised an eyebrow towards the strange nin.

“So, Moon-san, care to give your decision on Suni’s performance?” Tsunade got the show back on the road.

“Certainly beautiful, anything for you,” Moonbeam said sweetly. Tsunade blushed, and Jiraiya fumed slightly while the rest of the judges chuckled to themselves. “Suni was like smoke and lava from an active volcano flowing up and down the pole. She was smooth and eerily silent and deadly. It was awesome. 10!” The crowd, though thrown off by the visual language of Moonbeam, still cheered when the big 1-0 was finally thrown out onto the board once again.

Meanwhile, backstage Suni was secretly celebrating her score behind the scenes, down one of the side hallways away from everyone else. She wasn’t really willing to start chatting it up like a school girl about her scores with women she didn’t even know.

‘I wonder where that sexy mutt went off to,’ Suni thought to herself. ‘I wish I could’ve seen the look on his face during that performance’. Her blue and gray eyes swept over the room. She could see the people who surrounded her beforehand. Ino was bitching about how the new judge’s points shouldn’t count because he wasn’t physically in the chair when the show was going on. However Sakura, TenTen and Naruto were supportive and happy for the high bar set by Suni. Naruto was especially excited to go on stage after Suni to show that his act would blow hers out of the water. Suni smirked. ‘Well he’s got energy to spare. At least he’s a good sport’.

The smirk disappeared when she felt as if she was being watched. She turned around quickly towards the darkness at the end of the hall. Suni dropped down into a low fighting position, one arm stretched forward and down, hand parallel to the floor, other hand next to her head, palm facing out.

“I know you’re there! Come on out!” she ordered into the shadows. A figure slowly emerged. It was a young man, with tan skin and black hair with red highlights that covered his face. The only part of his face that showed was his lips, which were pulled up into a smirk. He was a bit on the short side, but some muscle pushed against his form-fitting long-sleeved black shirt. Jean shorts covered muscular thighs. He walked slowly out of the dark, approaching Suni without making any form of eye contact. Once he was close to her, he began to finally speak.

“So, looking for that dog ninja?” he teased. Suni’s eyebrow cocked up above her right eye. Her face hardened.

“Why would I want to do that?” she questioned, her voice interlaced with an all-business attitude.

“Well, I saw the whole episode from before, and I figured that that was the appetizers before the main course,” he looked up, two light brown eyes pierced into Suni, “and you look awfully hungry”. Suddenly two arms wrapped around Suni, a hand clasped over her mouth, keeping her shocked gasps from being heard. The young man in front of her disappeared.

Suni’s eyes widened in fear. ‘A kage bunshin!’ she thought frantically. Suni could feel the mystery man’s face resting against the side of her head. She clawed her hands into his forearms, but he fought her hands back down.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” two blades sprouted from his forearms made of purple tinted chakra, “I wouldn’t want you to cut yourself”. Suni stopped resisting and rested her body against his to show her admittance to defeat. “That’s better. Now listen, I want to make a deal with you. It seems that you want that canine, Kiba, and I can get you him”. The mystery man had gained Suni’s undivided attention, even more so than the blades of chakra pulsating inches away from her face. “However, there’s something he possesses that you must help me get. Do we have a deal?” He loosened his grip on her mouth so she could answer.

“Why should I trust you? How can you get him for me? What do you want? Mmmph!” His fingers wrapped against her lips again. Her attacker sighed.

“What is it with you woman asking so many damn questions?! Will you relax so I can answer you?” Suni nodded her head slightly. “Ok, firstly, what’s the likelihood that Konohakagure would invite me to an event such as this to perform if I was evil?”

‘He’s a performer tonight?!’ Suni thought bewildered.

“Second, we have to work together if you want him, especially if you want to see his reactions to your moves and if you want a front row seat to his”.

‘I already performed, how…?’

“And lastly, it’s not so much what I want from him, it’s more of who,” he said softly. He relaxed suddenly and Suni was able to break away from him. She spun towards him, but did not attack, nor try to run away. She stood there, confused, yet intrigued.

“What do you mean who?”

“Well, he’s supposed to perform tonight with a partner, and I want her all to myself, but I can’t have her if that dog boy is around. If you can convince your new pet to make you his new partner, and if I work my magic on her, then everyone’s happy”. His demeanor seemed to change when he was speaking to Suni from the front rather than the back. He seemed more normal, not as malicious, almost, nice.

“Alright, you have my help, but I’d like to know your name, and the name of the woman you’re interested in”. Before the enigmatic man could answer, Tsunade’s voice rumbled through the backstage area.

“Suni’s going to be a tough act to follow with a total score of 60!” The crowd exploded into shouts, cat calls and cheers. “And now, without further adeu, the next act!”

Suni had looked away from the man for a second, she looked back and he was gone. She started to look for him again when his voice echoed out of the darkness. “The name’s Daisuke, and the one I want……..is Hyuuga Hinata”.


A/N: Wow, that was quick wasn't it? lol. I've updated two days in a row! Wo0t! I know it seems like there's a lot of OCs, and I understand that a lot of people will probably feel bombarded with new people, but please remember that this was orginally planned for just my friends. However, I've decided to move it to a more public posting place. I hope you're all enjoying it thus far. Now that I'm all caught up, from here on in it's all new chapters that no one has read. I'm really excited about it. Please R/R!