WARNING: the next chapter contains mentions of bodily fluids. If you are perturbed by these things in any way, shape, or form, please skip to Chapter 3. Thank you!
Love,
Scarlet Noirre, XOXO
He was young and infatuated, hell-bent on impressing the object of his affections. After all, isn't that what he was currently doing?
Snickering, he snuck behind the red-faced boy who was making a pitiful attempt at conversing with Sakura. He constantly blurted out a different word than the one that was planned, forcing the girl standing across from him to try so very hard to hide her chuckles.
By the time the poor chap got to his point, he was almost near the point of wetting himself.
"S...Sakura-san, will y...y...you -" He never got a chance to finish his sentence, as their class's 'Number One Knucklehead Ninja' appeared behind him and jabbed him straight between the buttocks with a wooden pencil. A sharpened pencil.
The shock of the foreign intrusion was just enough to push the stuttering boy to the brink. He wet himself from the embarrassment before fainting, face falling directly into Sakura's chest.
Sakura fell down with him on top of her, landing on the wooden floor with a thud. Her mind was still reeling from the events of the past three minutes, before finally realizing where the prepubescent boy's face was.
In a fit of rage, she carelessly pushed him off of her. She sent him flying through the air, before he, unfortunately, landed buttocks first on the desk that was behind him.
The onlookers were forced to remember the pencil that was still jabbed between his legs, as a horrible squelching sound filled the now silent classroom. A horrible smell followed shortly afterward - her admirer had released the contents of his bowels.
The boy looked absolutely devastated at his body's reactions, before painstakingly getting up and limping out of the room. Sakura guessed he was heading for the nurse's office.
Shocked students only stared at the ransacked classroom, their eyes focusing on the wet spot on the hardwood floors before swiveling over to view the mess on the far desk. The room smelled like human feces and piss.
"Sakura-chan, let's get outta here now." Naruto Uzumaki was the first to break the silence, bending down to help the pink-haired girl up from her compromising position on the floor.
Her red ninja dress harbored a faint wet stain, an unfortunate result of the pissing boy falling on top of her. Scowling at that unsightly view, Naruto only wrapped his arm around her shoulders, before leading her to the girl's restroom.
"Here, you can use my jacket." The blonde boy stretched out his hand, offering her a bright orange piece of clothing.
"Now go and change out of those dirty clothes. I'll be waiting here for you." He once again could only flash her his million-watt grin before gently pushing her into the bathroom.
Ten minutes passed, leaving the Uzumaki-child wondering where the hell the girl was. A sudden thought flashed through his young mind, only for him to give himself a bonk on the head for thinking such dirty thoughts.
But what if my Sakura-chan slipped and fell? What if she's knocked out?
These thoughts finally convinced him to dash into the girl's restroom. However, he stumbled upon Sakura in a less-than-decent situation.
His eyes instantly zoned in on her pale stomach that was exposed in her state of undress. The young boy couldn't help but admire how smooth and creamy her skin looked.
I wonder if she's as soft as she looks?
Before he knew it, a flash of pink filled his vision before he was roughly shoved into one of the bathroom stalls. Drops of blood trailed him as he made a brave attempt at stopping his raging nosebleed.
"Naruto!" Sakura whisper-yelled so no one else would hear. "What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?!"
Slipping on Naruto's orange jacket just in case someone else barged in, she continued to wash her dirty clothes in the sink. However, she couldn't help but notice how small the large jacket was making her look.
It's practically a dress! How am I supposed to go out like this?
Sakura's only clothing items she had on were her undergarments and the tight, black shorts that she wore underneath her ninja dress. The jacket even swallowed up her shorts, making it look as if she had no pants on. Without another word, she hastily hung her now washed clothes in the bathroom before storming out.
The oak door swung wildly as a raging female stomped out of the restrooms. It was lunch break, so she whooshed through the academy halls before bursting out to the outside world. Sunlight streamed across her form, instantly warming her face and her mood up.
The steady chattering of students came to a screeching halt as more and more kids noticed Sakura's presence. Their welcoming expressions changed into ones of confusion and shock as they took in her attire - Naruto Uzumaki's orange jacket.
Whispering filled the previous silence as assumptions were made over and over again. Her hair was ruffled from the earlier tussle with her admirer, a light sheen of sweat adorned her face from running across the school. However, the Haruno didn't realize those details until comments were made about her appearance.
"Hey, Pinky! Was it good?" A messy-haired brunette with red triangles decorating his cheeks called out. "You know what, don't answer that. Spend a night with me, and I'll show you what a good time is!"
Her cheeks flushed even more at that insulting accusation. When a certain sunkissed blonde burst through the academy doors panting like a dog, Sakura wished for the earth to swallow her up right then and there. Even Sasuke-kun was watching the scenes with mild interest, a light smirk adorning his pale lips.
"I heard you even fucked Hiro up the ass with a pencil. Made him shit his pants." Kiba was howling with laughter at her flustered demeanor. A few other Academy students stifled their chuckles poorly with staged coughs.
Looking around for help, Sakura realized there was no one that would stand up for her. She would just have to endure this and forget about this.
"Hey dog-breath, pick on someone your own size, you dumbass!" The voice reverberated around the whole courtyard, instantly shutting everyone up. Naruto's orange-clad figure zoomed across the field before coming to a screeching halt in front of Kiba, her tormentor.
"Fight like a man next time." He punched the Inuzuka square in the jaw, sending him sprawling down onto the grass. The whole Academy, including the punched, was in too much shock to anything but gape at the Uzumaki.
Without another word, the boy whipped around and dragged the candy-haired girl out of the school. It was a sight to remember.