Disclaimer Not mine Naruto is own by Kishimoto's the chapter taken from Morgan Hawke
Summary: A meeting at an adult store, brings blond and winsome Naruto, a ballroom dance instructor, under the midnight eye
of a dark haired and aggressive martial arts instructor. Please be kind this is my first time
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"My sister asked me to find a good looking guy that can actually dance to be a male stripper for bachelorette party. Want to
do it?" Tenten, tall, elegant, raven hair and blessed with curves for days, smiled from behind her broad desk.
Naruto set the last aluminum chair against the whitewashed wall and looked up the long studio floor at the ballroom dance
school's proprietress sitting at the far end, close by the double-door entrance." Your sister want a what?" He sauntered
across the heavily waxed dance floor to perch on the edge of her desk.
Tenten tapped the leather-bound appointment book before her with her decorative green and yellow ballpoint. Her red nails
gleamed under the studio's bright lights. "she wants a male stripper."
"Huh." naruto pulled at the elastic holding his straight hair in its customary tail. He freed it long enough to bomb it through his
fingers, than bound it neatly back again. "So, why not hire one from the phone book?" He stood up and turned sideways to
touch his discreetly pleated tuxedo shirt back into his snug black dance pants.
That afternoon's salsa class had been pretty rowdy. A bunch of excitable housewives had brought their less than enthused
husbands. The husbands had warmed up as soon as they saw how hat all the hip-shaking got their wives
"Forget the phone book." Tenten scowled. Not pretty with all that red lipstick." My sister wants a man that knows how to
dance. Most male strippers suck at it."
"Oh." Naruto frowned and folded his arms. "So you think I'd be better?"
"Look, you're amazingly cute, long blond hair, blue eyes, you're built, and you dance like raw sex when you're in the mood.
You're perfect." Tenten held out his gold, wire-framed glassed. "it's worth five hundred bucks."
Naruto froze, hand outstretched. "Five hundred bucks?"
Tenten smiled broadly, "For twenty minutes of your time."
"Wow." Naruto took his glassed and put Them on The world abruptly dropped into focus. He could see long distance just fine
without his glasses; it was the middle distance and up close that gave him problems. "That's quite a bit of money."
"All you need to do is show up here." Tenten scribble an address on the back of one of the ballroom dance school's business
cards. "Bring a g-string and those tall, sexy boots you wore to the last competition, for the pirate thing, I'll bring the music.
"She held up the card and pouted at him. "Shall I tell her to write out the check?"