Loved Another Way
Disclaimer: I DO-NOT ANY ANYWAY OWN ANY OF THE NARUTO CHARACTERS OR THEMES SUGGESTED IN THIS STORY.
Claimer: I do however own the OC characters and the strip club.
Chapter One:
The men lined up respectfully in the Konoha Hidden Leaf Village, late in the night. A rich American man had brought the idea of a 'strip club' to the once quiet village, and even brought over a few of America's 'Daughter's' .
"Five-Twenty-Five yen, dozo." A elderly woman said, standing at the door.
"No problem…I wouldn't mind peeping at what this 'club' has to offer." The man said advancing into the club as other men awaited their chance.
Among the men was Jiraiya, the self-proclaimed Great Toad Sage and best-selling author of the book "Make-Out Paradise".
He was on one of his many attempts at teaching Uzumaki Naruto, and on their way to their training spot had heard the fuss about it.
"AWW…WHY DO WE HAVE TO STOP HERE?" Whined Naruto as he looked among the other 'horny' men who waited for their legal chance at peeping at a woman.
"Quiet Kid…Look…Don't you want a chance at peep- I mean seeing beautiful women?"
"I mean yeah but-"
"Then it's settled. But um…you're too young to be going in there. Can you perform the transformation jutsu to look like someone older?"
Jiraiya asked, once he had made up his mind, he wasn't going to let the kid ruin his chances at seeing all the scantily clad women, proud of strutting around. Just the thought was about to cause him to have a nose-bleed.
"FINE!" Naruto yelled as he placed his fingers together, ready to perform the jutsu. "TRANSFORM!"
There in front of Jiraiya stood an exact replica of Iruka.
"Not bad kid…But, uh, just make sure not to mess up Iruka's reputation."
Jiraiya said again as they approached the door.
"Hmm…Two…" The woman said once she spotted Naruto and Jiraiya. "One thousand-fifty yen."
Naruto pulled out the exact amount as he handed it to the woman and she open the door, into the murky dark club.
Solemn music played in the background as women in short shorts and tight tops walked around taking orders for drinks. All ready Naruto felt a bit embarrassed of looking at the women, but Jiraiya was enjoying his-self.
"Hey, uh, Pervie-sensei -" But before he could finish his sentence Jiraiya was gone.
"Can I help you, sir?" A woman with long strawberry-milkshake hair, much like Sakura but with a thicker body, asked.
"Uh…No…I-I'm just looking." Naruto answered, knowing that was nothing an adult would say.
But the Sakura-look-alike only giggle as she ran her slender fingers under his chin.
"Anything you want….giggles Anything…Just let me know."
She said as she walked away.
Naruto was as red as tomato, even through Iruka's dark skin, when Jiraiya found him.
"I see you've made a new friend kid…Not bad…Not bad at all." Jiraiya said in that perverted way that made Naruto want to smack some sense into him.
But he simple ignored it as he noticed that not only a few smack marks were on his sensei's face but a lot.
"Well…Kid, let's get out of here…I think I've done enough-" But before he could finish his voice was cut off by the howls and cat-calls from all of the men throughout the room. A bright light struck the main stage in the middle of the club, that once stood empty.
A sultry music played as a woman began walking out. But she wasn't like anything Jiraiya's seen. Not even Tsunade could even cease to compare to her.
Her deep soft caramel skin, looked as sweet as it sounded. Her long waist black hair danced over her curves but gave way to the thick body within.
Her bright yellow eyes scanned the room as she slowly made her way to the pole dead-smack in the middle.
She stopped as she ran a hand up and down the pole, as only a few whistles and calls flew from the audience as she looked to crowd one more time. Her innocent eyes falling upon Jiraiya as she smirked.
With that she slipped her leg onto the pole as she threw her head back swinging around slowly as guys went crazy.
But Jiraiya maintained his composure….For a change.
She then clipped both of her legs onto the pole, as she slid from the top and stopped mid-way, stretching her legs into a high split.
Naruto couldn't take it anymore. His pants were already wet from the Sakura-look-alike…But now he had an erection that just wouldn't quit.
"Uh…Jiraiya-sensei…Can we go?" Naruto asked as he placed his hands in front of him trying to hide himself from his sensei in fear of embarrassment.
But Jiraiya did not hear him, he was lost in the young female's movements.
And he wasn't so sure, but he could of swore some of her gestures were towards him.
Then he was sure of it. Just as she was finishing. She crawled on the floor, predator like, her eyes directly on him as she licked her lips and giggled.
Before she rose to her feet and grabbed the pole which disappeared into the floor.
The room went back to its hazy lighting, as the buzz and the lesser attractive girls reappeared.
But still, Jiraiya was not fazed by them, which was surprising even to himself. He had been dazed and dazzled by the caramel colored goddess that had appeared only breaths ago.
He felt a familiar tug at his sleeve as he turned to his younger companion.
"I'm ready to go, Pervie-sage!" Naruto said as he turned to walk out, releasing his transformation state a little too early causing the girls to go into an uproar.
Jiraiya sighed as he walked outside a bit confused as too how one girl, and one girl alone could take that much of his interest.
Non-the-less…He knew he wouldn't see her again, until he had another chance to go the club.
He and Naruto were at one of their many training spots…
"I-I can do this…" Naruto told his self as he tried to make his chakra surround his feet and body, to perform the air-walk jutsu.
Jiraiya sighed as he sat down on the floor…A fan in his hand due to the fact of the stifling summer heat.
He closed his eyes momentarily only to have the young girl's face pop into his head. He reopened them, as he stared at his hopeless excuse of a student.
Then, in the background, a faint soft cry was heard. Almost like a little girls cry.
Jiraiya stood up as he turned to Naruto.
"Did you hear that?" Naruto asked, only to hear it again and then a woman's crying.
Both Naruto and Jiraiya rushed to where the sound was coming from.
"Please….Let me go…I-I don't want to do that. It's my first time…" Ayami Husou cried as the man tugged at her clothing, managing to free her from the tight skirt, but nothing else.
Tears were streaming madly from her eyes, as she tried her best to stop him. But soon her strength was giving way, and fear was over coming her. And no one was around to help her.
"Leave that young woman alone." An older male voice said. Ayami whipped her fear-laden eyes towards the voice, seeing the man she had spotted from the club. The one that had interested her so much.
The man turned towards Jiraiya and once he recognized who he was, instantly grew scared.
"Jiraiya…The G-Great Toad Sage…I'm-I'm sorry." The man said as he took off. Naruto stood there a bit amazed at Jiraiya's reputation as well as Ayami.
"T-Thank you." Ayami said blushing, remembering that the guy had stripped her of her skirt. She franticly searched around for it, as she felt someone tap her shoulder. It was the guy again…That…Jiraiya. In his hand, was her surprisingly short skirt.
"T-Thank you….Again." She said as she quickly slipped it on, unaware that Jiraiya and Naruto had become hypnotized by her slow motion.
Jiraiya quickly shook his self from that state as he turned to Naruto who slowly awoke from that state also.
"Well…We should be off." He said as he and Naruto turned to leave.
"Wait…" Ayami said in that small breathless whisper that was her voice.
Jiraiya turned back around, as Naruto crossed his arms awaiting his 'sensei' to screw up and do something perverted, only to have the beautiful female slap the living hell out of him.
"I'm leaving…" Naruto said as he took off, on a mission to get some ramen and continue their training afterwards.
Ayami sighed as she blushed again, causing a beautiful soft rose color to appear on her caramel cheeks.
"I- I just wanted to thank you again, sir.." She said as she quickly ran a hand through her long black hair.
"Jiraiya. You can call me that. Sir, makes me sound too old." Jiraiya said quickly correcting her, as he took a quick scan over her. He wouldn't mind doing something to her, since he hadn't had none in a while.
"Okay…Jiraiya." She said as her blushing state disappeared momentarily.
"But…what…I wanted to ask you…was if you…wouldn't mind…walking me home?"
Jiraiya hid the wicked smile that was trying its best to escape on his lips. She had to be reading his mind, because she had asked the right question.
"Sure, I won't mind doing that." He said as he gestured for her to walk ahead of him, but it wasn't a gentleman's action at all in Jiraiya's case, no, it was so he could check out her ass.
Ayami smiled as she walked ahead of him. He was such a gentlemen, or so she thought. But she was upset with herself on what she had to do.
It was the rules the mistress of the club had set:
If a guy from the club offers to walk you home, make sure he's not some crazed psycho and that he has money…Then gladly accept. Once you arrive at your home, politely ask him to come in…And then give him a little extra for his troubles…
But that's what troubled Ayami. She knew what the mistress meant, and the problem with that was she had never done it before.
She kept her hands in front of her, walking with her head down pondering over what to do. Meanwhile, Jiraiya watched from behind smiling to himself about his luck.
He was a bit disappointed about her being so shy, but that would soon go away once she got used to him.
He continued to stare over her, as images of her brushing against him smiling and giggling filled his mind.
He chuckled to his self unaware that she heard him.
Ayami silently prayed to herself that he wasn't some crazed psycho out to kill her.
'He did save me..' She thought to herself. But it wouldn't matter, because they would soon arrive at her place and all her second thoughts would have to disappear.
But then it occurred to her…They passed a sake and ramen shop. And since she had gotten paid handsomely, they could order some sake, and she could maybe drown the butterflies that had formed in her stomach.
She stopped herself and turned to face Jiraiya.
"I-I don't mean to be a bother, again.." She started as she tried her best to make eye contact with him. Jiraiya began secretly hoping that she wasn't going to tell him, that that was as far as he could walk her.
"But…We have to pass a sake shop on the way to my house…And I was kind of hoping we could stop for a drink.."
Jiraiya couldn't help but smile, she was just following everything he wanted her too, and even without him saying a word about it.
"Drinks sound fine to me." He said, winking his eye causing her to blush.
At the Sake and Ramen Shop…
Naruto had slurped down his twelfth bowl of ramen, and burped happily.
"Ah…Nothing's more satisfying than ramen." He said as he piled that bowl with the others. "More, please!"
Another bowl was slapped in front of him, as he began eating it.
Suddenly a whistle rung out, and a few cat-calls rung into Naruto's ears as he turned only to see the girl Jiraiya had helped walking in.
He stared at her, suddenly loosing his appetite for ramen, and wanting to taste her.
He continued to stare at her, until Jiraiya appeared behind her. Naruto felt a twinge of rage strike him, as he turned back to his ramen and began picking at it.
Ayami sat down at one of the stools, carefully crossing her legs so that her skirt wouldn't rise up. It was bad enough that Jiraiya and the young boy that was with him knew what color her panties were.
Jiraiya sat down next to her as the guy running the shop approached them.
"Long time no see, Jiraiya." The man said smiling at him, and then turning towards Ayami.
"Sake for you and your lovely guest…On the house." He said as he disappeared to retrieve their drinks.
Ayami began blushing after realizing how close Jiraiya was to her. She quickly looked him over.
His long white hair, could have been a sign of his age on its own, but none of his other features gave off the fact that he was…that old.
Actually he was very handsome and a gentlemen with everything he did. It began to eat her up inside to the fact that she had to do what she was told.
The man returned with the drinks as he sat them down in front of them.
Ayami eyed her own, as Jiraiya picked up his taking a drink from it.
She sighed as she picked it up, taking a big drink from it…and before she knew it, it was gone.
After a few more drinks…
Ayami knew she had gotten herself drunk, she could feel it. And Jiraiya was sure of it, also.
She began to giggle and lean into him, something he knew she wouldn't do if she was sober.
He decided it would be best if he got her home, before she did something she regretted.
He tried his best to retrieve her off of the stool. But the more he asked her, the more she protested.
"It's time to go." He said his patience finally wearing down.
"Nooo…Don't kill the party." She said obliging again. Jiraiya shook his head and instead of asking her again, picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. And to his surprise she didn't make a scene, actually she was surprised that he would do something like that.
Naruto watched enviously as Jiraiya carried her out of the shop. He couldn't eat anymore. He decided he wanted to find out what they were up to. And what was it exactly that adults did, in the after hours.
Jiraiya had walked at least a mile away from the shop, realizing he had no idea where she lived. And since she was drunk, she probably had no idea where she lived either.
He shook his head as he grabbed her again placing her down on the ground.
She had been silent the whole trip for someone who was…drunk.
He stared at her as he began to ponder what he was going to do with her. He couldn't just leave her there….nor could he do what he wanted to do.
Naruto watched from way up in a tree, hoping that Jiraiya didn't catch onto him following them.
'What the hell was he going to do with her?' Naruto asked himself, as he continued to peer down at them.
It finally hit Jiraiya. Since there was no where else he could take her…The only other option was taking her to his place. A small smirk appeared on his lips as he bent down to pick her up again. He slung her over his shoulder again as he began to walk once more.
"Where are we going?" She asked, breaking the silent mode she had been in the whole time he was carrying her the first time.
Jiraiya smiled glad to know that she couldn't see him.
"We're heading to my house." He said, thinking that was enough information. He was hopping she wouldn't go into a fit and start trying to beat him to death.
"Oh…Okay." She said as she gripped his shirt when he had to step over a large tree limb.
"You know…This isn't as fun as it looks." She said again, referring to the way he was carrying her.
Jiraiya grabbed her waist, swiftly changing the position so that she was in his arms.
"Better?" He asked her as he stared down into her face. For the first time she actually made eye contact with him, as she nodded, watching him turn his attention back to where he was going. Whereas any other guy would get a kick at staring down into her large chest area.
She smiled as she leaned into his chest, closing her eyes for the rest of the ride.
She reopened her eyes once she felt him stop. Standing in front of her was a surprisingly nice size building.
"Okay…The free-ride's over." Jiraiya joked as he placed her down on her feet. She smiled lightly at him, as he turned to open the door and that's when the butterflies struck her stomach again.
She remembered again what the head mistress had said, and she wasn't so sure anymore if she should go into his house.
But it was too late, as she realized that she was indeed following him in side.
Naruto waited a while before following them inside. He still wanted to know what Jiraiya was up to.
He decided it would be best if he performed the transparent jutsu, so that they wouldn't see him, but he could see them.
Ayami found herself walking up a flight of stairs before they arrived at a door assuming that behind it lie where he lived.
He opened the door as he gestured for her to go ahead of him. He stepped in behind her as he flicked on a light, and closed the door, unaware that the transparent Naruto had stepped in too.
The sight amazed Ayami, for his place was huge, and everything looked expensive and foreign.
She turned to face him, unsure of what to do next.
"Make yourself at home. I'll show you where you'll be sleeping momentarily." He said to her as he disappeared.
Ayami looked around until she noticed a book on the table. She walked towards it as she picked it up reading it's title.
'Make-Out Paradise'. She read in her mind, as she looked down at his name. She giggled as she opened it up, reading a little bit of the first page.
She continued to giggle until Jiraiya's voice startled her causing her to drop the book.
"I-I'm so sorry." She said blushing with embarrassment, as she bent over to retrieve the book. But Jiraiya wasn't mad, how could he be with the sight he just saw.
She placed the book back down on the table turning to face him again.
He smiled at her again before remembering what he had come in there for.
"Let me show you where you'll be sleeping." He said turning and walking, expecting her to follow him.
She did just that, as they walked into the hallway of the apartment and turned towards the last door. He opened the door and turned on the light once again causing Ayami to be amazed.
She assumed that was his bedroom and just being near, even the thought of her sleeping in his bed, caused her to blush.
Then she realized that would be the perfect moment for her to conduct what she was expected to.
"I'll get you something to sleep in so you don't have to sleep in those clothes." He told her as he headed towards the closet walking into it, to get to the dresser in the back.
Meanwhile, Ayami sighed to herself knowing what her duty was. She freed herself from her clothing as she sat down on the end of the bed, her legs spread apart in a sexual way. As she tried her best not to blush, she may have looked like she was ready for everything but underneath she was as nervous as ever.
He came back out, a shirt in his hand, not even aware that she was on his bed…yet.
He looked up only to drop the t-shirt in amazement.
She smiled, still a bit nervous, as she rose to her feet walking towards him.
He was tempted to grab her, but he was still unsure of what her intention was. Once she reached him, she looked up into his face as she ran a hand down his chest. She felt the heat roll off of him.
She blushed as she sighed, pressing her body against his.
Jiraiya finally realized what was happening and wrapped his arms around her in response.
Naruto watched with shocked eyes. He felt a bit embarrassed that there he was watching something that was supposed be so intimate and secretive between the two of them.
But there he was…Watching and amazed. He slouched back more in the corner, hoping like hell that his cover wouldn't be blown.
Ayami relaxed against him, feeling at peace within his arms.
She lifted her head up, as he leaned down into hers, their lips meeting.
Jiraiya took that as his way of taking over. He pulled back from the kiss, as he led her towards the bed.
He sat down leaving her standing directly in front of him as he rubbed up and down her curves. She sighed softly as she lifted her hands, beginning to work at freeing him of his clothing.
Once he was free of his vest and shirt, Ayami stood there amazed at his surprisingly muscular build. Although he still had on that ninja fishnet shirt, she still could trace every bit of him.
She freed him of that also as she stared as his bare chest blushingly. Once she did that he grabbed her, and in one swift movement had her sitting in his lap.
Naruto watched, his eyes widening as he began to regret even following them. But he was surprised of how those two were acting, and especially surprised at Pervie-sage's build.
He sat there, still invisible, watching as they undressed one another until both were nude.
He closed his eyes, embarrassed to even see them that way, but he reopened them once he figure Jiraiya had pulled back the blanketing to cover them both. Luckily…He did.
Naruto looked towards the door hoping that it was still open, but unfortunately it wasn't, and he was doomed to stay in there…Probably all night..
Jiraiya stared down into the face of the beauty beneath him. His hands were at her waist, her legs spread for him, him in the position to enter her.
She gripped the sheets awaiting the pain she was sure she would endure.
He felt her tension and chuckled to himself.
"It'll only hurt…for a while." He said to her as her yellow eyes made contact with his black ones.
"You sure?" Ayami asked him, a bit breathless due to the anticipation.
Jiraiya smirked at her as he sighed, "I'm as sure as I'll ever be."
She smiled nervously as he leaned down to kiss her neck to try to calm her nerves. Once he felt her relax, he repositioned himself as he entered her slowly.
He heard her yelp softly from the pain, as he waited a moment before pushing the rest of himself into her.
Ayami gripped the sheets tightly as she moaned feeling him move in and out of her. It hurt only for a little while, and then it soon began to feel good to her. She yelped again when she felt him change his speed, but it soon turned to moaning.
Naruto tried his best to block out the sound and not look, but he couldn't help it. It caused him to have an erection that he knew he wouldn't be able to get rid of. He sighed softly as he crossed his legs tightly trying his best not to get off.
About an hour later, Ayami could feel herself reaching her limit.
She threw her head back further into the pillow as she let out a loud moan, that just did it for Naruto.
Jiraiya stopped momentarily as he waited for her to catch her breath. Once she did, he finished his repetitious movement in and out of her, as he too soon reached his limit.
He laid there ontop of her as she stroked his back with her fingers, satisfied with the results.
Again, he grabbed her and switched positions in one swift movement, so that she was laying ontop of him.
Her hair spilled out onto his bare shoulders and arms, as she looked up into his face.
"So, Did you enjoy it?" Jiraiya asked her, a smirk perched on his face. She nodded her head as she ran her fingers under his chin.
"I never told you my name.." She said as she continued to stroke him.
"Well…Now's your chance."
"It's Ayami…Husou Ayami." She said, as she awaited his response.
"Okay…Ayami." He answered, as she giggled and leaned up to kiss his lips.
A/N:
Wow...That was a long chapter to actually write. I liked the way it actually turned out though.
What a sex scene though...no?
Any comments/suggestions...I take to flames and criticisms. Doesn't bother me.
-Kokoro