章 13: q
Chapter 301: The Right Exceptions
NARUTO
Sprinting through the trail leading away from Training Ground 3, Naruto
leaps onto the first available rooftop to leap from building to building his
home. Normally he would've walked her home to make certain she was
safe, but after revealing something about himself that's practically
taboo, he opted to flee and leave a clone to cover her back. Though he
does like the vision of a large loving family, he knows he didn't confess
to her his preference in hopes she would agree. He used it against her
but it was for her own good, huffing, "dodged that kunai."
'You lied to me,' Kurama growls from deep within his seal.
"Wha," Naruto sounds before mentally asking his furry partner, 'how'd I
lie? I said I didn't want to use her.'
'You agreed with Jiraiya's wisdom,' Kurama retorts with his husky
voice. 'You said you would!'
'First, no, I didn't,' Naruto responds, letting his body naturally sprint as
his mind converses with the Nine-Tails. Looking through the high
golden gate, Naruto shows the prowling beast his counting fingers.
'Second, I don't want Gaara to hate me for hurting his sister. Third, I
don't want to ruin whatever friendship Temari-chan and I could have.
Since I know what they're planning, it wouldn't be right to take
advantage of her like that.'
'I don't like you right now,' the destructive chakra beast flatly
declares.
"Aww, come on, Kurama," Naruto replies.
Kurama stops prowling to testify to the blond, 'first, our primary mate
refused us, then the crafty blond, then the teammate, and now you
reject a willing mate! You enjoy claiming we're partners, yet you
make all the decisions!'
'Partners don't ask friends to deliberately trick and hurt other people's
feelings,' Naruto hollers back as if it's obvious. 'You wouldn't like it if
someone asked me to take advantage of you- Oh, actually, I seem to
remember Ji-chan asking me if I could control you, and what did I say?
It's not right to do that to a friend!'
'…You said, a person,' Kurama begrudgingly corrects. 'Which I am
not.'
Slumping his shoulders, Naruto returns, 'I was respecting the fact that
you don't want them knowing too much about you or I would've said
friend.' Walking closer to the golden gates, Naruto reminds the great
beast, 'and Nai-chan only said she needed a break. If anything's
wrong, I know she'll tell me.'
'That was too long ago,' Kurama complains, taking a seat and resting
his head on his paws inches from the gate.
Groaning, Naruto begins to say, 'it hasn't even been a week-'
'Don't pretend you're not restless,' Kurama accuses the blond.
Naruto avoids Kurama's eye as the chakra beast continues to say, 'I
can't imagine you'd make so much progress in your Sage training
if you didn't have a plethora of pent up energy.'
'Yeah, well, I didn't think I'd be so… wired,' Naruto sheepishly admits
before insisting, 'even still! That's no reason to take advantage of
Temari-chan.'
'I can't trust anything you say,' he angrily retorts. 'Rectify the
situation. Seek the advice of a professional if you must.'
'Fine, I'll…' Naruto pauses for a moment, thinking about a professional
sociologist who can help; an awesome person who didn't deserve his
backlash. 'You know, I should probably see Mabui-chan again. It wasn't
fair of me to just walk out on her like that. Plus, it really looked like she
didn't know.'
'I prefer Jiraiya,' the great beast proposes.
Pointing a stern index finger at Kurama's large red eyes, he bellows,
'I'm not asking Ero-sennin about Nai-chan!'
Leaping on all fours, Kurama bares fangs as he contends, 'you see!
There you go again, making all the decisions! And now we're
absent any mates to sex with!'
Lulling his heavy head lower than slumped shoulders, Naruto groans,
'ugh, will you please stop talking like that…'
MABUI
Mabui wasn't surprised to see the orange-clad blond looking through
the aisle, likely searching for her. She'd been at their table for nearly an
hour before getting up to look for him. Walking back from the entrance,
she assumes she must've missed him, but he sees her now and walks
directly to her. Mabui was surprised that he was alone. Possessing an
item that belongs to a lost clan was a risk. Naruto could've gone to his
Hokage and she would've met a squad of Anbu, rather than her
handsome genius.
After they greet each other, it feels slightly tense and stuffy, prompting
Mabui to suggest they go outside. After collecting her things, she takes
him to a restaurant that immediately refuses Naruto service. Though
Mabui wanted to argue, her alluring hair, skin tone, and appearance
already draw more attention than a spy would like. Offering to treat her
to ramen, Naruto creates a clone to bring their order from Ichiraku's
while they make their way to his old apartment. Though he mentioned
his cousin, Karin showing an interest in redeveloping the area, Mabui
didn't press him for more details.
They're in his old room twenty minutes later. With scattered trash,
empty needles, burned wood from a small fire, and tatted walls, the
one-bedroom, one-bath has clearly housed squatters since Naruto's
departure.
Happy about the privacy, Mabui places her hands behind her back—
accentuating her voluptuous breasts—before leaning against the wall.
She gazes at him with a small smile as she confesses, "I'm glad you
came today."
Observing her watch him brings a small smile to his face before he
humbly offers, "I'm sorry I blew up on you. That bugged me way more
than I expected."
Shaking her head, no, sways her silver bangs as she assures him, "I
understand. It's your family; your lineage. I wasn't expecting that, and
please believe me when I say I had no intention of upsetting you."
Taking a step closer to her, he affirms, "no, I know."
He's five paces away and silent for several moments. He seems deep
in thought, in a way only lost family—lost possibilities—can ever do.
Having lost her parents only months ago, Mabui softly asks, "would you
like to talk about them? Your family?"
"Uh, I don't mind, but there's not much to say," Naruto reasons. "I only
found out I had a clan a couple months back, so, I don't know much.
Apparently, they were destroyed by an alliance of other villages, but I
don't know who yet."
Chapter 302:
Recognizing the possibilities for revenge, Mabui cautiously asks, "do
you plan on pursuing this?"
"When I have more time, sure," he shrugs, not quite inspiring a lot of
malevolence. As if proving to her he's not a vindictive person, he simply
adds, "I'm pretty busy at the moment."
"I see," Mabui evenly states. Her parents died of natural causes, yet
she still felt angry. His entire clan was apparently targeted and
destroyed, yet he has better things to do. His heart is inspiring, giving
her the strength to voice, "well, then allow me to share what I know."
He takes a step closer to listen as she begins. "The first thing you have
to understand is I left my family when I was very young."
"How old?"
"Nine," she winces to admit. Immediately she comments, "I know, I
know, very risky but I knew I couldn't stay with my parents. They were
farmers, not ninja." Looking at the smoke damaged ceiling, Mabui
recounts for Naruto as much for herself, "they inherited a plot of land
from my deceased grandparents, and if they wanted the farm to
survive, they would need a son or marry me to a strong man so he can
help with the workload. Even at a young age, I knew I couldn't be like
them. I was too curious about the world with all its mysteries waiting for
me. I always had questions; questions they couldn't answer. So, as
horrible as this makes me, I left. I left them. I regretted it every day—
especially when I was starving, lost, hurt, scared, or a million of things
out of my capability—but not once did I turn and run back."
"I know what that's like; being on your own," Naruto sadly muses. "Only
in my case, it was the orphanage that I left. I was nearly six when I
started living on my own. How'd you survive?"
Her shoulders sway in line with her rotating head shake as she
answers, "I stole a little, did odd jobs, but before it got too bad, I tested
into a boarding school. My parents were not educated. They could
work the land well enough, but, philosophy, literature, fūinjutsu,
ninjutsu, math, science, a number of studies I wanted to know about
went right over their heads. As much as I loved them, that place was
suffocating for someone as curious as me."
Nodding, he then asks, "so you lived in school?"
"They tested for academics and military aptitudes," Mabui details.
With a competitive smirk, he boldly asks, "how'd you do?"
Smiling, she brags, "in the top percentile for logistics, memory, and
clinical & social dynamics, and in the top ten percent for chakra use
and control." Impressed, Naruto whistles before Mabui curtsies with a
smile and continues. "As interesting as being a kunoichi sounded—and
they really pushed me toward it—I didn't have high chakra reserves.
Ultimately, I decided the pen was mightier than the sword and joined
the academic world instead of the shinobi one."
"You must've trained a little," Naruto questions. "You don't feel weak at
all."
Mabui easily avoids that land mine by asking, "have you been feeling
me up without my knowledge, Naruto?"
"That's not what I mean," he bellows affronted yet with a small smile.
"I'm just saying, I can sense you're at least a strong genin level."
"Well thank you," Mabui cutely bows. "Practicing Fūinjutsu helps but I
also do a daily workout regiment that an old boyfriend taught me. It
includes several chakra control exercises. And I was taught from a
young age that you shouldn't neglect the body or chakra to train the
brain. They're symbiotic and you need to train them rigorously to be the
best."
Naruto's smile flattens as he thinks to cautiously ask, "did you ever see
your parents again?"
Inhaling deeply, she crosses her arms as she answers, "I did." Feeling
a pang of regret, longing, loss, her voice sours as she elaborates,
"after I graduated, I went back a few times… sent them ryō every
month. They were… cordial, for the most part, but, it wasn't hard to
sense how betrayed they felt."
Sensing her distress, Naruto takes another step forward as he gently
asks, "did they ever forgive you?"
Rather than trust her voice to answers, a misty-eyed Mabui simply
shakes her head, 'no.' Mabui couldn't ignore the benefit to the mission
hugging Naruto for support is, but deeper than that, she simply wanted
a hug. His strong arms wrap around her body, making her feel safe and
warm. Resting her head beside his, she softly voices, "the last family I
had died resenting me… and that was the price I paid to be who I am
today."
"…We all pay a price," Naruto voices into her light-gray hair.
After several moments of warm embrace Mabui takes a step back,
leaning on the wall as she continues to inform the blond, "the only
other thing I remember about my family is my father's brother; I never
liked him. My uncle was a shinobi but I don't know where. He visited a
couple of times a year until he died. If anything he's the likely culprit for
how that jutsu ended up with my parents. I can only assume he found
or stole the jutsu since he was never a big name."
Nodding in acceptance, Naruto then asks, "anything else?"
"If I knew more, believe me, I would tell you," Mabui assures him.
Having already pondered this conversation, a hopeful Mabui asks,
"what would you like to do with your family scroll? I won't lie to you and
say I wouldn't like to keep it, but, I know it belongs to you."
"I'll have to talk to my cousin about this," Naruto responds. "I'll let you
know what we decide."
Though Mabui didn't like his response, it's to be expected. She can
only work to convince him in the future, which is why she's planned for
this, calling out, "oh! There was another reason I was happy you
came."
"Oh," Naruto starts, perking up as he asks, "what?"
Mabui pushes off the wall and slowly walks around the curious blond,
adding more sway to her hips and keeping her hands clasped behind
her back as she slyly asks, "do you remember how I said I'd try and
come up with a helpful strategy for you to be a little more confident and
polished with the polyamory lifestyle?"
"No way," Naruto gasps, turning in place to keeps his large eyes on
her. "You came up with something?" Her beautifully symmetrical face
nods with a proud smile on her pink lips. "That's great! I actually just
told a girl about it and that did not go well, at all."
Chapter 303:
Though it's surprising he'd try, the result isn't. Quite fortunately for the
blond, this mission, Samui, and especially Darui pissed her off. She
wasn't normally a vindictive person, but this whole situation was a lose-
lose scenario and she was going to share the wealth. "That's to be
expected," Mabui answers him, lining up her plan. "This lifestyle isn't
for everyone. It takes a special acceptance a lot of people can't
approve of on an emotional level."
Nearly hopping in place, his closed hands are in front of him as he
rapid-fire asks, "so what is it? Do you have time? Can you tell me
now?"
"Yes, yes, and the strategy is very simple," she assures him. "It's
called, practice."
His expression flattens before he quirks his brow and skeptically
sounds, "huh?"
"Obviously, the big challenge with this lifestyle is how unpopular it is
and the stigma behind it," Mabui orates like a sensei. "To many looking
in, you would appear as little more than a playboy who only wants to
sleep around with many women and is afraid of commitment. This
means that you have to know—deep down—why this is the lifestyle for
you, and that's not going to happen without some good ol' trial and
error."
"Okay, that makes sense," Naruto agrees before requesting, "but
what's the strategy specifically?"
Pulling on his loose orange sleeve, Mabui looks affronted by his attire
as she asks, "do you own other clothes- nice clothes?" Quickly adding,
"I mean something dressy."
Looking down at his beloved orange and blue jumpsuit, Naruto
hesitates to answer, "I… I'm going to say no. Why?"
Considering what he likes to wear, she can't imagine his fashion sense
has matured enough to dress appropriately for her plans and mentally
decides to help him find an outfit as she answers, "because, tomorrow
night, you and I are going out on the town."
INO
After telling Naruto he can enter, her blond stud walks into her room,
instantly making her remember the last time he was there and how he
forgave her; wrenching a little more happiness to her day. They greet
each other casually as Ino stands from her desk and when she settles
the wrinkles from her purple mini-skirt and crop top, she notices him
sneak a quick look. Fortunately, she always dresses to captivate the
eyes, so it's not as if she was trying to seduce him, but she appreciates
his quick gaze to her naked midsection. She unfurls her ponytail to give
him a better look before taking a seat on the floor ahead of the short
table at the center of her room. Taking a seat opposite her, Naruto
asks, "what's up?"
Without the third party member of her plan, Ino instead asks, "did you
talk to Karin yet?"
"Yeah and thanks," Naruto replies with a broad smile. "She's pretty
excited about the whole thing."
"You don't have to thank me," Ino assures him with a shrug that sways
her platinum blond bang. "That's what friends are for. What'd you tell
her?"
Leaning back on his arms, Naruto recounts, "I told her it sounded great
and she can do whatever she wants."
Snickering a second, Ino asks, "just like that?"
He shrugs as he responds, "I trust her."
Grinning, she jests, "well aren't you just the most amazing clan head
ever?"
Rhetorically, he asks, "was there ever a doubt?"
"Just don't leave her with all the work, you know," Ino verbalizes. "What
she's taking on is a lot of work, reading, and meetings. Delegation is
part of the job as Clan Head, but you also have to be with her every
step of the way."
Palming the table with energy, he implores, "are you kidding? I made
sure she knows to bring me in on everything that comes up; I don't
care how small. Even now, I got one clone in line at the Council's
Housing and Building Safety Department, one waiting in the Area
Planning Commission for Wood District, one in Power and Water, and
since she said we need a contractor to talk repairs, estimates, and…
what did she call it… appraise! We need a contractor to appraise it, I
sent a clone to a builder I know in Wave. Hopefully, he can help."
"Wow, you're a one-man army," Ino deputizes, adding, "property
developers beware." Enjoy his snicker, she then asks, "what's Karin-
chan doing?"
Naruto immediately laughs, making her increasingly curious until he
finally explains, "Karin's super pissed right now!"
Absorbing his fun energy, she leans in as she jovially asks, "why?"
"I got a clone with her too," Naruto starts. "They first went to the
Civilian Council building to ask about buying a foreclosed business.
Someone there told them they had to go to the auction house that the
Council outsources to. When they get there, someone tells em the
auction house doesn't accept any bids on property without proof of
funds. So, they had to run to the bank and open an account for our
clan then transfer the ryō into. After running back to the auction house,
their files said that the apartment we want to bid on is listed as an
REO, which means—get this—that it's owned by the village! So they
had to race back to where they first started! The last I checked in, Karin
was banging her head against the wall while waiting in line."
Ino covers her mouth to hold in her snickering, then shakes her head
remorsefully as she expresses, "I'm sorry, that's not funny."
Restrain his smile to a weak grin, Naruto admits, "it's a little funny."
"Maybe," she timidly admits. Shaking her head and lovely silk hair, Ino
hastily orders, "but get her something nice for all her hard work."
"I'll pick her up some okonomiyaki later," he answers with a nod.
"Since you're basically the Hokage of Helping, I'd like yours, if you
please- that is, I hope you'll help. You don't have to if you don't want
to-"
"I want to, Ino," he assures her with that honest face she loves to see.
Just for them, he adds, "we've come a long way, so, lay it on me."
"It's about Sakura," Ino begins.
"Is she still staying with you?"
"Yeah."
"How's she doing?"
Disgruntled, Ino sags as she honestly answers, "ready to collapse any
day now if she doesn't rest."
"Yeah, she's pushing herself harder than I've ever seen," Naruto glumly
voices. "But she's getting really good with her Iryō-ninjutsu. Ji-chan let
her make a copy of one of an advanced text, so she's learning a lot."
"Good," Ino replies. "That's good. It's not like I want her to stop. I'm
thrilled she's getting stronger, but, she can't keep going like this; not
without some relief. Something's gotta give."
"What do you have in mind?"
Chapter 304:
"All that stress, building day after day," Ino voices. "I think she'll be fine
if we help her vent a little. She needs a good, solid break to recharge
or she's going to hurt herself." At Naruto's mellow chuckle, a curious
Ino asks, "what?"
"Nothing," he assures her with a smile before explaining, "it's just, you
two used to fight ALL the time in the Academy; like, every day, non-
stop. And now, you're super worried about her."
"Always have been," Ino replies with a smirk before affirming, "I'm sure
I can speak for the both of us when I say we've grown a lot since then."
Nodding his head, Naruto then asks, "what's the plan?"
"You," she quickly answers with her casual confidence, making him
sound, "huh?" The front door downstairs opens and Ino smiles as she
answers his curious gaze, "hold that thought. She's finally back."
Looking at her suspiciously, Naruto deepens his voice to rumbling as
he asks, "Ino?"
Lifting her palms submissively, Ino admits, "I want to help and I don't
want to go behind her back to do it, honest. When it comes to the two
of you, I want to be as open as possible, so I invited her too."
Walking in without knocking, Sakura listlessly communicates, "sorry,
I'm late-" before realizing her teammate is also in the room. "Naruto?"
"Yo," Naruto calls out.
"Take a seat," Ino offers with a hand.
Lethargically, Sakura plops down in the space west of Ino and Naruto's
north and south as she asks, "what's going on?"
"Not sure," Naruto replies lean back on both hands as he adds, "this is
Ino's show."
A worn-out Sakura jokes, "should I be scared?"
"Ha ha," Ino flatly jests. Boldly, she tells her pink-haired friend, "I'll get
straight to the point. Sakura, I'm worried about you and I want to help."
With tired eyes lazily landing on Ino, Sakura asks, "why? I'm fine-"
"You're not fine," Ino interrupts. "You're overworking yourself, but that's
fine. I didn't ask you here to stop or even slow you down." Sakura
seems happy to hear that before Ino confesses, "both of you know I did
terrible, unforgivable things-"
"Stop worrying about that," a tired Sakura gripes. "I already told you
lets just move forward."
"We've forgiven you," Naruto assures her.
But Ino can't forgive herself just yet, replying, "regardless, I won't
forget. What I did was immoral and my remorse has entitled me with
the responsibility of helping you both whenever I can. It may always be
like this so get used to it."
"Soooo," Naruto slowly voices, looking from Sakura to Ino and back.
"Basically, you're saying we're friends," he finishes.
Slumping, Ino tries to reply, "No, I'm saying-"
But she's interrupted when Sakura tells Naruto, "that's what it sounds
like to me."
Turning to Sakura, Ino rebukes, "it's more than-"
Naruto casually interrupts to tell Sakura, "she took a long time to say
something that's so obvious."
"That's Ino for you," Sakura replies. "Always over-thinking things."
Amused by them, annoyed by them, and amused by how annoyed she
is by them, Ino simply smiles in gratitude at the playful teammates until
Sakura eventually asks, "so this was about helping me somehow?"
"This is about giving you that thing you wanted," Ino cheekily returns.
Drawing a blank, a confused Sakura asks, "what thing?"
"I'm sure you remember, what with your memory," Ino casually
remarks, enjoying the anticipation before her bomb. "It was a few
weeks back, the night I told Naruto everything."
"The night…" Suddenly Sakura's eyes popped wide in surprise. "Ino!
No!"
"What, what is it," Naruto asks.
Ino starts to tell him, "Well, Sakura demanded I let her have se-" But
Sakura rushes over the table to clap her hand over Ino's smiling mouth.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Don't listen to her," Sakura desperately insists
of Naruto. With rough hands over her lips, Ino simply eyes the pinkette
with all the confidence of a queen. The self-proclaimed sisters have
long since been able to communicate with eye contact alone, and
looking at Ino's pupil-less blue eyes, Sakura just knows, asking, "you're
going to tell him anyway, aren't you?"
With her ability to speak incapacitated, Ino nods once. Sakura groans
and huffs loudly as she slumps back into her cushioned floor. The
pinkette begins to blush and fixes her gaze downward, avoiding either
blond.
"I'm so lost," Naruto bemoans.
"Sorry," Ino brightly calls with a pretty smile. "As I was saying, Sakura's
working hard and I feel that qualifies her to play hard too; really hard."
"Things are different now," Sakura weakly protests.
"The only thing that's changed is Naruto isn't my boyfriend," Ino hates
to admit. "But even if he was, I'd still ask for you."
"But-"
"But nothing," Ino heatedly cuts her off. "You need to relax! Time for
leisure is in the schedule you wrote for yourself. But if you can think of
something better than that-" she asks, pointing a casual thumb at a
bewildered Naruto, finishing, "I won't ask him for you."
"I… He…" Sakura blushes profusely and Ino understands why.
Masturbation feels good and it's efficient; sex, in general, feels good
and though she's never been with anyone else, she's sure she'll enjoy
it. After all, she loves talking to the older women in the bathhouses and
her more experienced cousins, and the topic generally always revolves
around clothes, men, and sex. Asking them discrete questions about
the average performance is how Ino knows sex with the blond stamina-
freak is on another level.
"I'm still lost," Naruto's voice chimes in.
Proudly, bluntly, Ino assertively decrees, "I want you to have sex with
Sakura."
Sakura's entire body glows red with capitol embarrassment as Naruto
looks from Ino to Sakura, to Ino and Sakura again before he admits in
a daze, "…I'm even more confused now."
Rolling her eyes, she huffs, "Kami, Naruto, what's the confusion?"
Using her hands to create simple visual aids, she conveys, "you put the
P in the V until she O's. It's nothing you haven't done before."
"That's not what I-" Naruto cuts himself off to then try by asking, "how
are you okay with this? It's not- Isn't this like… a thing girls don't do?"
In support of her teammate, Sakura yells as well, "yeah, you! I thought
you-" But when she catches Naruto's clear blue eyes, the blushing girl
quickly turns away as if physically pained in her stomach to be
observed.
Chapter 305:
Not bothered by their curiosity, Ino casually answers, "I'm okay with this
because—not to sound too sentimental here—I love you both. Naruto
means as much to me as Sakura does, and after everything the three
of us have been through, this sort of just became okay." Turning to
Sakura, she explains, "you're the sister I found—the sister I hurt—so,
as long as it's you, then having Naruto go balls deep in you doesn't
bother me."
Returning her regard to the conversation, a wide-eyed Sakura looks
between Ino and a flabbergasted Naruto. It's clear to Ino that the
pinkette is thinking emotionally when she asks her, "but, what about
you and Naruto?"
Turning her gaze on Naruto for a moment, Ino then answers Sakura,
"I'm still in my self-imposed dog-house. I can't worry about that right
now. I just want to help. You need some much-needed relief and I'm
sure Naruto's been frustrated having to go without for so long." Looking
at Naruto, she adds, "in the future, if it feels right, I'm going to ask you
out regardless of who you're sleeping with."
"If he says yes," Sakura begins to ask. "You'd still be okay with me and
him…" Sakura blushes furiously as she avoids eye contact with a
lightly blushing Naruto.
Ino smiles as she honestly answers, "yes, Sakura."
"And if he says no," Sakura suggests.
"If you're afraid of rejection, then you've already lost," Ino flatly and
casually announces. "So, here's the logistics. Sakura's training
regiment gives her an hour a day for recreational activity; to
decompress from the buildup of the day's fatigue. Naruto—for her
recovery—I want you to smash in her guts real good for every second
of that hour-" In sheer embarrassment, Sakura groans, "for the love of
Kami," as Ino finishes, "till she's gushing out globs of your baby-gravy.
You guys can decide when the best time for yourselves is. Any
questions?"
"Can you kill me now," Sakura chimes.
"Sakura," Naruto softly voices, gently calling the pinkette's attention. "Is
this what you really want? I thought you didn't… want a relationship
with me."
Sakura couldn't look him in the eyes for long and turns away as she
struggles to say, "I… I'm not the same girl I used to be. I'm not saying I
love you romantically, but, you're my teammate and I like to think we've
grown really close."
"I think so too," Naruto proclaims with a small smile. "I love being your
teammate and I know you'll get even stronger. Hell, you even heal me
now instead of just Sasuke."
Sakura quickly snorts before taking a deep breath and admitting to
Naruto, "I did ask Ino if we… if you and I could… have sex again…
regardless if you were her boyfriend."
He lightly asks, "why?"
"Ugh, don't make me say it," Sakura groans in agonizing
embarrassment.
"Because you rocked her world," Ino chimes
"Ino!" Getting up, Sakura calls out, "that's it, I'm leaving! I'm way too
tired to survive this degree of embarrassment-"
"Wait," Naruto quickly beckons, holding out his palms in hopes she'll
stop. She's halfway to the door but she doesn't leave. Naruto turns to
Ino and asks, "I'm assuming your asking because Sakura wouldn't?"
"Naturally," Ino hums with a short bow.
Naruto then asks, "would you care if either one of us said no?"
"Not at all," Ino honestly assures them. "This is just me trying to be
helpful."
For ultra-precise clarity, Naruto finishes by asking, "helpful like this
because Sakura and I have already had sex?"
"As in, I'd never set Sakura up with some rando," Ino assures him. "I'm
only presenting this option because you two have already done the
deed and still care about each other." Though he didn't need to, he
nods to her and she can tell he's not doing so because of the sex, but
the respect. Ino wasn't thinking in terms of moves or angles, but simply
helping a friend, wild though the suggestion may be.
Turning to his pink-haired teammate, Naruto asks, "first, you have
nothing to be embarrassed about. I don't want you to be uncomfortable
talking about this but I'm more worried that you're being pressured in
some way."
Sakura is rosy pink, but she doesn't leave and Ino can see a
tremendous struggle raging within her. Not unsurprisingly, the pinkette
turns her tortured gaze on Ino and she knows precisely why. It's the
same reason she thinks of Kurenai when she's conflicted; a sense of
comfort and realization that leads to a decision. A decision Ino can tell
Sakura made when her beautiful green eyes get a little braver before
telling Naruto, "you don't have to worry about that. I'm not being forced
into anything. I did think about having sex again, but, I quickly
concluded that if I don't have the time in my schedule for a loving
relationship, then it's just about sex. And the idea of starting something
so important with someone just for that felt…"
"Cheap," Ino finishes.
"Yeah," Sakura projects. "If sex is as important as love then it should
mean more. And without someone like that, I just decided to focus on
my training."
Naruto nods before he asks, "am I… can you see me like that? I know
it's not love, like in love, but, would you really be okay with me?"
Sakura turned her beautifully hot face away as she answers the blond,
"I… did enjoy it. So, yes."
Naruto hesitates to ask but does. "And Sasuke?"
Ino hasn't felt the same about the raven-haired avenger since he
threatened Sakura's life and the lives of her parents, and most
crucially, when he nearly murdered Naruto. Her stock in Sasuke
dropped dramatically after that, but Sakura visibly shook before
sagging. "Well, I can't exactly save my virginity for him, now can I," she
responds before adding with some torment, "and you know him. If it
has nothing to do with 'killing a certain man,' then not even his
Sharingan can see me like that. I just… you're my teammate, Naruto,
and my friend, and… we've already done it, so I know… I know you
can do the job."
"Repeatedly," Ino adds.
"Ino!"
Chapter 306:
To Ino's surprise, Naruto becomes pensive. It's unexpected that he
would take so long to think about this. But when her thoughts recite the
pros, 'sex, Sakura, no strings attached-' she suddenly realizes why he,
of all boys, would hesitate to agree. Kurenai-sensei already told her
Naruto values bonds over meaningless or artificial relationships.
Sakura is getting antsy by the length of silence when Ino interjects,
"Naruto, you helped me when we didn't have a friendship and I've
grown to really value what we have. Sakura's your friend and
teammate; if you help her with this, I don't think it'll harm your
relationship. If anything, as long as you're both honest with each other,
I think it'll bring you closer." Sakura's green eyes have always been a
joy for Ino to see. Since they were little girls, Ino's always wanted
Sakura to look at her like they do now, in subtle awe and admiration.
"Okay," Naruto agrees. "As long as everyone doesn't feel left out or
taken advantage of, I'd be happy to help."
Sakura smiles for a split second before hiding it and declaring, "as you
should be!" Ino smirks as the pinkette mirrors the same reaction she
had when she asked Naruto for help. Ino holds in her amusement to a
smile as Sakura tries to retain some dignity by declaring to the room,
"Kami, I can't believe how backward this is. Where has the romance
gone?"
Ino smiles even wider when Naruto takes Sakura's hand and pulls her
to him so she's flat against him, torso to torso, pelvis to pelvis. A
surprised Sakura can only yelp before he grips her toned hips and
effortlessly lifts her off her feet so she's looking down into his fearless
blue eyes before assuring her, "don't worry, Sakura. I may only be
helping, but for that hour, you're my one and only hime-sama."
Ino hasn't felt such a sharp spike of arousal since the night she
confessed her misdeeds to Naruto. She thought that stirring, craving,
yearning feeling was gone, but watching Naruto take charge of
Sakura's fit body sent a thrill through her. She was hot at the sight of
Sakura blushing and both Kunoichi tightened their hot legs together.
KURAMA
Leaving Ino's home, Naruto leaped from building to building and
Kurama was thrilled by the turn of events, laughing his large furry head
high to the dark ceiling and the consciousness above.
'HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!'
Annoyed, Naruto's voice reverberates throughout the chamber. 'You
know, it's super distracting having your commentary in my ear while I'm
trying to have a conversation.'
Not bothered, Kurama returns with just as much annoyance, 'do you
know how infuriating it is to listen to you reject a perfectly willing
mate? You should be grateful I didn't try to rip this cage open.'
'You and I need to have a serious talk about boundaries,' Naruto
replies.
'Yeah, yeah, I'm taking a nap,' Kurama grumbles
TENTEN
After opening the back access door of the Ten Out of Ten weapons
shop for the blond, Haku leads the personable Naruto to the apartment
upstairs. Spotting Tenten seated at the table, Naruto calls out to her,
"yo," before looking around the two-bedroom apartment. Tenten knows
her simple furniture and decor isn't much but he seems impressed.
Rather than reply to the man she'll be intimate with, she gives him a
short nod before focusing on the hot tea in front of her.
Looking around, Naruto comments to Haku, "I can't believe you're
living here now."
As Haku grabs the teapot from the center of the table and pours Naruto
a cup, he replies, "if I'm going to help Tenten, this is for the best."
The entire time, Tenten is staring at her steaming beverage, she's
wondering about the blond; all the rumors the other shops spread, his
hard upbringing, beating a monster like Zabuza, and still finding it
within his heart to rescue her and her father. It isn't difficult to admire
someone like that, but it conflicts with a boy who approves of Haku.
Tenten doesn't know what it is about beautiful boys who treat her so
frivolously, but she's starting to dislike it.
Tenten was so deep in thought, she missed Naruto taking a seat in
front of her and asking, "Tenten-chan? Are you okay?"
Sitting up straighter, she nods weakly while answering, "I… yeah."
Haku takes his seat at the table as he begins saying, "I know you're
busy with your training, but I was hoping you could spare some time to
help me train Tenten."
"No problem," he quickly replied. "Just let me know when you want to
spar."
Tenten tries not to take offense when Haku replies, "that won't be
necessary right now. I'd like you to help in another way."
"If I can, you know I will," Naruto assures them.
"As you already know," Haku begins. "Traveling with Zabuza-sama
since boyhood, I came across many types of shinobi. Some fearsome,
some frightfully strong, others inept, and in your case, surprising and
steadfast ninjas. Due to these encounters, I've been able to extrapolate
a baseline of what the proper mindset might be to reach a superior
level of success. I'd like you to help Tenten reach that mental fortitude."
Hearing Haku explain it like that in front of Naruto somehow feels a
little different than when he explained to her when they were alone;
Tenten nearly believed it had nothing to do with pimping her out.
Naruto's puzzled countenance ends when he asks the bun-haired
brunette, "is it like building up your confidence? Because I've helped
with training like that."
"Even I don't know what this is," Tenten answered, which isn't
completely true, but Tenten wants to hear what more Haku will say in
front of their supposed master.
"I don't know if you've observed this yourselves," Haku continues. "But
I've come to believe that much of the education a shinobi gains comes
well before they first pick up a kunai or mold chakra. It's hard truths. In
many, if not all, of my encounters with strong shinobi, the painful
education one receives from life's negative experiences, often leads
them down the path of greatness, whether good or bad. My childhood
was far from ideal, as was Zabuza-sama's, and Naruto-sama's, and
many other exemplary shinobi."
Chapter 307:
Feeling blindsided, a confused Tenten demands to know, "that's what
you're basing this on?" Even if she didn't know all the shinobi in the
village, she knew of one eternally youthful shinobi who's exceptionally
strong. With fierce brown eyes, Tenten declares, "my sensei didn't have
a horrible past and he's one of the strongest shinobi in all of Konoha,
rivaling Kakashi-sensei. There! Your 'observation' is wrong!"
Haku didn't seem bothered. Instead, he was surprised and that
bothered Tenten before he asks, "you're his student and yet you don't
know his past?"
Confused, Tenten cautiously asks, "know what?"
"Your sensei may be flamingly optimistic, but his past is no exception to
my theory," Haku calmly claims. "Sometime after the Third Shinobi
World War, the Seven Swordsmen of the time, Fuguki Suikazan, Jinin
Akebino, Kushimaru Kuriarare, Raiga Kurosuki, Jūzō Biwa, and two
others, cornered a Konoha team in the forest; your sensei among
them. A young Might Guy and his team were rescued by Might Duy—
his father—who fought all seven swordsmen by himself using an
unknown, yet substantially powerful technique. Out of seven, only
Fuguki, Jūzō, and Raiga survived and not without heavy injures."
"Wow," Naruto sounds. "I didn't know Guy-sensei's tou-chan was so
strong."
"While Guy-sensei and his team ran, his father fought to protect them
and died," Haku educates Tenten.
Defensively, Tenten questions, "how could you possibly know that?"
"Before Zabuza-sama," Haku starts. "Kubikiribōchō belonged to Jūzō
Biwa, who suffered lasting damage from his battle with Might Duy.
Before Jūzō lost his sword and his life to Zabuza-sama, he confessed
what had happened and the name of the lone man, with steaming red
aura, who nearly wiped out the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. It's not
hard to imagine what leaving your father to die while you flee for your
life might feel like, Tenten; how that might push a person like the
eternally spirited Might Guy."
Tenten takes several moments to absorb this revelation,
absentmindedly asking for the sake of speaking, "have you told Guy-
sensei?"
"I've been debating if I should," Haku muses. "I wouldn't want to cause
him needless pain."
"I think you should," Naruto proposes. "If it was my tou-chan, I know I'd
want to hear it."
The sheer measure of empathy Tenten feels for her sensei only adds
weight to Haku's point and Tenten isn't sure how she feels about that.
Not only because she can't measure up in that category but also
because she can't think of another strong shinobi who hasn't
experienced horribly traumatic experiences. Defensively, she asks
Haku, "is that really the same as being forced to kill your parents or
practically being enslaved by your own family, or being an orphan in a
village that hates you, or the orphaned survivor of a massacred clan?"
"To each their terrors," Haku plainly replies. "I can't say without
speaking to Guy-sensei, but I wouldn't be surprised if his father meant
the world to him. Nor have I spoken with Hyūga Neji or Uchiha Sasuke
about their pasts but I'm certain they've matured drastically due to their
experiences. In your case, your father's an idiot, but he's still alive. I
cannot say anything about your mother, but even if I knew her story, I
don't believe it's a driving force for you."
"Maybe," Naruto hums in deep thought. "I can't say my past doesn't
push me every day to prove everyone wrong but it's a tough thing to
prove."
"I'm certain there are exceptions," Haku acknowledges. "Geniuses and
truly talented shinobi may not need a traumatizing inciting incident to
drive them. My theory is ongoing but I've yet to meet someone who
disproves it."
"Well, it's hard to live in our world without tragedy," Naruto proposes
with a shrug, making Tenten wonder how true that is and if she
qualifies. Naruto continues, "I still don't understand how I can help
Tenten-chan."
"Misfortunes are owed in large part to the inexperience and naivety of
youth," Haku begins to answer the both of them. "Trained in
challenging truths, laborious grit, and the hard work we put into the day,
even Tenten-chan can learn the theory of success. To put it simply, I
feel Tenten would benefit from stoic maturity. So, while I train her in her
physical abilities in every way I know, I'd like you to help her
experience that maturation."
Looking stunned and amused, Naruto asks with disbelief, "help with
maturity? From me? That's a new one, but, okay. How do you guys
want to do this?"
"Tenten," Haku asks.
Hesitantly, Tenten struggles to answer, "…doing… a-adult… stuff." She
can already feel her body temperature rise to prickly hot around her
armpits, neck, and forehead.
Squinting his sky-blue eyes suspiciously, Naruto repeats, "adult stuff,"
before asking, "like what?"
Swallowing audibly, a fidgety Tenten blushes as she hesitates to
answer, "full… bodied… massages… would be nice."
With a tone that's thick with accusation, Naruto asks, "Haku?" Tenten
feels a spot of hope when Naruto questions, "why's it sound like
Tenten's not up for this?"
'Maybe…' Tenten's mind wishes, hoping to get out of this.
Without a hint of guilt or culpability, Haku offers, "I suggested
murdering a few homeless people, but she refused-"
Surprised, Naruto calls, "murdering homeless! Haku!"
"It was just a suggestion," the captivating boy insists.
Turning to Tenten, Naruto begs, "I know you want to get strong, but
please don't murder anyone."
Calmly, Haku remarks to the blond, "Naruto-sama, you already know I
don't care for killing. I simply want to train Tenten-chan to the best of
my ability."
"There are other ways," Naruto argues, to which, Haku agrees.
"I'm sure there are," Haku voices as calmly as ever. "But I can't
guarantee Tenten the true strength she herself desires using those
passive methods."
Seemingly frustrated with Haku, Naruto turns to the bun-haired maiden
and assures her, "Tenten-chan, don't do anything you don't want to."
To which Haku casually comments, "yes, because the path to
greatness never encounters anything you don't want to do."
Rotating toward his friend, Naruto frustratingly calls, "Haku-"
But the blond is interrupted when Haku bows to Naruto, voicing just as
respectfully as he always does, "I know what you intend to say, Naruto-
sama, and I admire you more for it. What I'm attempting to explain is,
you already fit the theory, so you can't know what it's like without that
drive. Not everyone is ready to accept greatness without conquering
the adversity necessary to build that confidence. If Tenten graduated
the Academy in Kiri, it means the girl before you would've already killed
peers she's studied with just to survive. I don't mean to say Konoha
needs to be like Kiri. I only mean to say they expose their ninja to life
and death early and often to mold only the best. As a genin, your fight
with Zabuza-sama brought you to the line between life and death."
Turning to Tenten, Haku confirms to her, "I can't give you that because
you are still a Konoha kunoichi and there would be ramifications that
would affect Naruto-sama. But I'm giving you the next best thing I can
think of. So for the last time, choose."
Chapter 308:
Through a thick cloud of denial, Tenten can't completely disagree with
Haku. If she truly wants to be strong, he makes too many possible
points to completely disregard. But she never imagined giving up that
part of her to gain the strength. To then watch Naruto—someone who's
also suffered—come to her defense suddenly, and unexpectedly felt
galling. When Naruto proclaims, "she can choose but it doesn't mean
I'm going to help do something she obviously doesn't want to," it
provoked her. Like she needed protecting… again.
The image of Zabuza holding his butcher's blade to her neck, accusing
her of being sheep, immediately made her mortified that she'd make
such a fuss for something she'll eventually do in her life anyway. Her
thoughts debate, 'like Neji says, only fate determines who the best will
be.' However looking at Naruto, the Dead-Last of his class, she
remains confused. To her, they're all incredibly strong; 'even Lee, who
was born with a demoralizing handicap.' Neji, Naruto, Rock Lee, Guy-
sensei, Kakashi-sensei, Tsunade-sama, and so many other strong
shinobi; all with traumatizing pasts. 'And those without?' Her deductive
mind registers Sakura, Ino, Chōji, and many of the ninjas in her class,
and beyond. This reality was crushing to her dream of being praised by
grateful villagers for her ability and of men, including Neji, falling over
themselves for a date with her.
As honest as ever, Haku assures Naruto, "I've said my piece, Naruto-
sama. And were you to help or not, the request was never mine to
make."
Naruto turns to her, assuring her, "don't listen to Haku. In his way, he
means well but there are other ways of getting strong. You just keep
training, and I'm sure you'll get-"
Abruptly, Tenten stands up, pushing her chair back to loudly scratch the
wood floor. The boys look on expectantly, however, she remains quiet,
deep in thought. She wonders who she is, who she wants to be, and
the price it'll take to get there. The destination is clear but the road isn't,
and before Haku's challenge, she's never once said, 'she'd do
anything,' and truly meant it. She's fought Haku and lost, Naruto and
lost, her teammates always beat her, and she wouldn't even dream of
challenging Zabuza.
Looking at Naruto, she knows Zabuza would never call him sheep and
that twists her face in anger. It's a scary and uncertain step, but it's a
step she's forcing herself to make for the future she wants. Additionally,
she trusts Naruto, vividly remembering how she reached for him when
she was afraid Zabuza would kill her. If Haku's theory turns out to be
sound, and he's offering her Naruto to help, she feels just a tiny bit
braver.
Taking a deep breath, she tells the blue-eyed blond, "yes, I'm nervous
as hell, and scared." Her throat is so dry Tenten has to pause and
swallow. "I'm new to all this and thought I'd be married when… it's a lot
to ask, but… I won't be sheep! I'm willing to do what it takes to be
strong. So, if you can help me with this… Naruto… I'll be grateful…
like, later in life. Right now, I can't think past my anxiety."
"And if I say no," Naruto proposes.
"Don't," Tenten earnestly pleads, planting her palms on the table. "I
know we're inexperienced and that's scary, but it has to be you,
please."
Pausing for several moments, Naruto voices, "you have to promise me
you'll tell me the moment you want to stop. I want you to be sure."
"I will and I am," Tenten nervously answers.
"And you have to promise me you'll always be honest with me, even if
it's not something I want to hear," Naruto sternly adds.
It's a little shocking and uplifting to her that he would take this so
seriously. With a stern nod, she answers, "I promise."
With a clear eye toward the bun-haired beauty, Haku adds, "because
we don't go back on our word."
KURAMA
'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,' Kurama laughs entirely too much for
Naruto's patience. As Naruto heads home for the night, the great beast
celebrates, 'back to two!'
Rolling his eyes, Naruto retorts, 'it's not two! It's just massages!'
MABUI
Mabui used the day to recon the appropriate venue to execute her
plan. She needed a place with a spacious enough dance floor, as well
as booths for a bit of privacy. Additionally, she wanted a nightclub no
ninja frequent. The last thing Mabui needs is an interruption by a
Konoha shinobi, especially one who recognizes Naruto.
So close to the final contest of the Chūnin exam, the streets are
packed with travelers, villagers, tourists, and general nomads. With her
tight light-gray dress, Mabui takes a rickshaw to the club she picked
and arranged a booth in. It's a tight fit with the other pedestrians,
rickshaws, and carts, but she eventually spots the golden-blond hair of
the spiky-headed boy waiting for her across the street from the civilian
nightclub. The line to enter is long and curves around the building.
Stopping in front of Naruto, the blond's eye saucer as he hollers, "wow!
…Mabui-chan…" Astonished blue eyes soak in every inch of her from
top to bottom as she steps off the transportation. With her silky light-
gray hair down over her honey-toned skin, Mabui chose a light-gray,
thin strap, bodycon dress that stops three inches from the apex of her
legs to keep the allure of a two-tone contrasting visual. Mabui was
blessed with winning proportions so as long as her tight mini dress
showed plenty of her amber cleavage and thighs, her curves would be
all the seduction she needed fro her plan.
"Insanely gorgeous doesn't even come close to how amazing you
look," he praises, adding, "I mean really… talk about a knockout."
"Why thank you, Naruto," Mabui hums, gratefully appreciating the
compliment. In the crowded road, she instantly draws a lot of attention
but she ignores them to shyly tell Naruto, "you're looking exceptionally
dashing yourself. Very good fit."
Chapter 309:
Though it took her some time to convince him muted orange was better
than bright orange, she's glad that she did. The spice-orange athletic
dress-shirt that shows off his strong shoulders was a fine color to pair
with his black slacks, shoes, and vest. Mabui hates herself for doing
so, but looking at such an alluring genius, she can't help but compare
Naruto to her deceased fiance. Tensai's intellect was all she needed to
love and adore him physically, but not only was he twenty years her
senior, as a pure academic, his body was unhealthy and on the heftier
side. He'd tire before long and they couldn't try many positions. The
current genius arousing her womanhood is as fit as an alpha male can
be, filling out and thinning his attire in all the right places.
"Thanks, but I feel naked without my Hitai-ate," Naruto laments,
rubbing his bare forehead. "Plus, I don't normally think about what I
wear. Though, I did like that orange and black one we found in the first
store."
"As I said," Mabui starts, recalling the tactical black and orange jacket
and pants. "For our mission, an outfit like that wouldn't work in a scene
like this. If you like it for casual wear, you should go back and buy it."
"I think I will," he replies. Turning to the popular nightclub in front of
them, Naruto asks, "Mabui-chan?"
"Mnn?"
He candidly points out, "we bought clothes and then you said to meet
you here but you haven't explained the strategy."
"There's not much to it," she admits with a shrug, causing her fleshy
mounds to jiggle in her tight mini-dress. "You and I are going to pretend
to be a couple-"
Rounding blue eyes snap to her as he sputters, "wait, what? You didn't
mention that!"
With a grin and a shrug, Mabui lightly claims, "I didn't think that'd be a
problem. Unless… you mean I'm not your type-"
"Don't even go there," Naruto calls, waving her comment away. "There
isn't a guy on this planet who wouldn't be drooling at the sight of you. I
just- Are you okay with me? Acting like a couple means we have to be
intimate, like, physically."
"I know," she easily answers, lazily twisting her body in place. "I give
you permission to treat me like your girlfriend, and if I ever feel
uncomfortable, I'll let you know."
Humming before hesitating to ask, "so… holding hands?"
"Yes," Mabui flatly puts.
"What if I touch you, like, hugging and massaging and kissing?"
With a playful tone of voice, Mabui asks, "what if I touch you?"
He shakes his startled expression away quickly before playfully
returning, "what if I like it?"
With a light humming-laughter, Mabui happily responds, "do whatever
feels natural. If I don't say anything, assume I'm fine with it. Just don't
hesitate."
Taken aback by her permission to be intimate, Naruto has to question,
"just like that?"
"Just like that," she answers, adding, "you're a fine man, Naruto. This
may be an act but we're both single and I don't think there's anything
wrong with enjoying this."
"Wow," he moans. "Doing this for me… when you don't have to. I feel
incredibly lucky. Thank you."
Though in the middle of a deceptive mission, Mabui is thankful she
doesn't have to be dishonest when she tells him, "it's nice to know I
can return the sentiment. Since the beginning, I've felt like the lucky
one to have met you."
Naruto matches her smile before turning to the bustling nightclub in
front of them and asking, "so, what do we do?"
"First, we're going to enjoy ourselves," she insists. "You're too young to
drink and I won't have any so that just leaves dancing. Can you
dance?"
"Mnn, I've seen other people do it," he replies without embarrassment.
"It's easy," she assures him. "All you have to do is feel the music and
move with it."
"And if I don't," he wonders out loud.
"Just move from side-to-side to the beat," Mabui instructs. "We'll be
dancing together so I'll help out. Just trust me, I'll make sure you enjoy
it."
"Alright," he agrees with a smile. "What else?"
"As a sociologist," the silver-haired scholar begins to explain. "I'm
trained to understand human behavior by recognizing social cues and
interactions. So while we're having a good time, I'll be searching the
room for someone I estimate may be open to your- or for the purpose
of this plan, I guess our lifestyle, and will hear us out."
"Then I talk to them? Like, how? I've never picked up girls before."
Assuming he has next to no experience with women—especially in a
club scene—Mabui understandably enlightens him. "You're not 'picking
up' girls, Naruto. You're simply talking. It's like making friends except
the end goal is slightly different, so don't worry about it too much. Just
be a friend and if you see a chance to flatter or compliment her, take it."
As if resolving a difficult mental problem, he nods as he determines,
"well, this feels like training, so, why not?"
"Training with help," she corrects. "I may be playing your girlfriend but
I'll also coach you in real-time or steer the conversation when needed."
Ignoring the men staring at Mabui, Naruto turns to her and asks, "so
we're really doing this?"
"We are," she says, taking his hand in hers. Enjoying the warmth and
strength of his fingers, she reassures him, "and don't be discouraged if
it doesn't work out. However they react is perfectly fine and we can
always try again another night."
Intertwining their fingers, Naruto responds, "right."
If Mabui hadn't purchased a booth and bottle service the day before,
she and Naruto would've had to wait in line with the others outside due
to the influx of people packing the village and resulting businesses. The
nightclub Mabui and Samui located was closer to the heart of civilian
sectors and more upscale than she would like. Though more expensive
than a casual club, it did a better job of ensuring concealment and
anonymity. The club had three levels with bars, booths, and a dance
floor on each. All the rooms were dimly lit with many sources of low
light; a decorative light bulb at the center of the table, glow-lights at the
edges of the booth, warm lighting on the walls with lasers, strobes, and
spotlights illuminating the dance floor, bars, and small tables.
As they were led to their booth, Mabui ignored the attention she easily
drew in to enjoy the spectacle with Naruto. He didn't seem to pay any
mind to the lascivious attention she was garnering, so either the male
attention didn't bother him because he was confident or ignorant.
Holding his hand as they're led to the second floor, Mabui then realizes
he's likely enjoying the night for what it is; educational training.
週次パワーステータス
-- 推薦
ランキング 
-- 推薦
チケット