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The Sexy Vipers

A/N: Yo ppl!! Dis iz animeizmylife, n dis is my debut story!! Dis is actually a story I've written before, but I never had published it, so here it is! I'll let u noe right now: I accept any and all criticism. If u don't like the pairings, or if there's something not right wit the story, lemme noe. There will be original characters, and some ppl might be out of character, but all in all, it will be funny. Also, if u have any ideas, cuz I might wanna change some parts, lemme noe n we'll work on it. So anyway, here is The Sexy Vipers!

Disclaimer: I. Do. Not. Own. Naruto. If I did, he would fuck every single sexy girl in the series, and Sasuke would not be an emo bastard. But all genious goes to Masashi Kishimoto. I make no money from this.

Chapter 1: Another One Of Those "Oh Shit Moments"

The fall morning started of typically: the rising sun taunting the faces of those forced to start their day, the light breeze tickling the trees, and early businessmen bustling to make it to work...
"Yah!Oof!"--thud--
And a spikey-headed goofball trying to get through his morning routine.
"Uh! Dammit,dammit,dammit! At this rate, I'm gonna be late!"
Naruto Uzumaki, 19, is getting ready for his first day at Konoha University. With his spiky blond hair, cerulean blue eyes, fox-like whiskers and the brain of a chipmunk, he'd have quite a badass time at college, eh?
That is, if he'll get there in time...
He threw on his baggy black jeans and sneakers, put on his red muscle shirt and grabbed his black and red-streaked jacket and bookbag and ran out his apartment. He hurried through the streets, desperately trying to find the nearest subway, which he forgot where it was.
" Crap! I'm gonna be late!" It was then he spotted two girls about his age talking to each other.
One girl had on black cargo pants tucked into black boots. She had on a white shirt that showed her flat stomach, and topped it off with a long red open overshirt. The most peculiar thing-well, things- about her were the fact that see had pink hair, emerald eyes, and a dagger on each hip. Her friend wore the same pants and shoes, but she had a black shirt that covered her torso. Her hair was a tan brown that was stylized into four pony-tails. She had two daggers on each hip. Now, despite their badass appeal, he decided that he needed to ask someone directions.
He walked up to them. "Uh, excuse me miss--damn that was corny-- Do you know where the nearest train station is?"The two girls looked him up and down. The pony-tailed one looked at him like he just sold himself to the devil, while the pink haired girl- wait, was that a smirk!?
She answered him. "Yea... take a shortcut through the alleyway. It'll get you there in half the time. Make a right at the next light and it's there."
"---laugh--- Arigatou gozaimasu. See ya later!" Then he proceeded to the alleyway as she had instructed.
Little did he know that the two girls had disappeared...
He kept going until he found the the alleyway. He went into it and his smile, as did his hopes of making it on time, vanished quickly.
"Hey there sexy."
Time seemed to stand still as Naruto turned around to see the two girls who told him to come this way. They blocked off the entrance, shutting out all ideas of getting past them.
However, Naruto played it cool.
" Hey babe. I see how you put in so much trouble to get us alone here. So what's your game?" He smirked.
"--chuckles-- No game. I just thought that you were the type of guy I wanted to get to know better. So how 'bout it? Wanna have a lil' fun?" She smirked at him.
" Cut the bullshit, Sakura." The other girl said. "We both know that you're the only one who's going to enjoy this."she smiled slyly.
" Eat me, Temari." The one dubbed Sakura retorted. "I'm sure he likes it rough." Then she licked her lips. Naruto nearly lost it after that. Even so, he needed to escape.
"Ladies, please, no need to fight. And, uh, sorry to disappoint you, but I won't be sticking around." With that, Naruto ran, jumped off a dumpster, and grabbed a fire escape. Then he climbed up and proceeded to run to the roof.
"Damn!--laughing-- That nice piece of ass can move!" Temari laughed. "N' that's the one that got away!"
"Suck my balls, Temari." Sakura stuck out her tounge. "He may be good, but I'm a helluva lot better. He's not getting away!"
They copied his earlier movements, then chased him up the fire escape. When Naruto realized they were closing distance between them, he ran faster until he got onto the roof. He stopped to breathe, then looked over the edge to see where they were.
He soon regretted that.
"Oh sh---!" He never got to finish, because Sakura jumped up and pounced on him, pinning him to the ground.
"--grunts-- What the hell is your problem!? I know I'm sexy and all, but you could have just asked for my number!" He struggled, but no matter what he did, her grip on him proved to be good. It showed that she worked out often, and that she is used to doing things like this.
"Sorry, but I don't fraternize with my victims. Just lay back and let me do all the work, 'kay Blondy?"
"Now let's get some shit straight! #1. I'm nobody's bitch! And more importantly, my name is NA-RU-TO! Not Blondy!" He seethed as they laughed at him.
"Oh man, he is as bad as you, Sakura! Spunky as hell! Want me to put him to sleep?" Temari cracked her knuckles.
"Nah. It's no fun iif he doesn't squirm. And besides..." she whispered in his ear." I like 'em fiesty." She licked his ear.
Considering their position, it would be safe to say that Naruto thought that this girl was the sexiest person in all of creation. So was it the worst thing that he felt that getting raped by her would be... daresay, enjoyable? Peculiar, yes, but nay be it wrong. After all, who is he to deny this specimen of beauty of what she wants, especially when it was free?
Through all the times that Sakura had done this, she had never thought that she would meet a guy who didn't want to fuck her pretty little brains out at first glance. All the guys she ran into only thought of her as an object of sex, something to be used for their own little pleasures. So she's used her charm and gave them just wanted they always crave for day in and day out, even to the point of them not wanting it anymore. This was her way of spitting on men in society and showing that women weren't always weak, and that the shoe can go on the other foot. All guys were the same... until she met this guy. Yea, sure, he looked up and down, but he wasn't immediately drooling at her feet like her other victims, and even right now he wants to escape. Except for the fact that she could feel his boner, she wouldn't even think that he would enjoy this. He can't be gay, so maybe he's just...different?
But for her, putting the words "man" and "different" in the same sentence as pertaining to keeping one out of the catagory that is "Dirtbag Men" really didn't feel like 2+2 to her. In her head, she wanted to believe that there were normal guys, but that darker side of her tolds her that all men needed to pay for her pain... and this one was no different.