A/N: Hello people!
Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I couldn't think of anything and I was ticked over lack of inspiration, so I worked on my other stories.
I don't own Naruto.
I have no beta.
Enjoy!
Scars are just another kind of memory.-M.L. Stedman.
Tsunade Senju was a woman with a good sense of morals and aesthetics. She was an unbiased Capitalist and a very lenient individual. There were very few circumstances that could rile her up. It took a tremendously severe situation to piss her off. And she was pissed off!
A supposed respectable and honorable clan head, had hired the kidnapping and raping of her goddaughter. When she was six! Tsunade wanted to rush to the hospital and crush Hiashi's head in between her hands. Yet, she knew he was getting what he deserved.
She had personally informed the doctors and the nurses in the hospital, about what Hiashi had done. He was to only get immediate first aid. If he wasn't about to die from an injury, he didn't need to be healed. The nurses, were not thrilled and wanted to castrate him right then and there. All refused to help him and only one doctor was willing to heal him even a little bit.
Naruko had decided to remove her mask and show everyone what she looked like beneath it. The women of the council, both civilian and shinobi had comforted the girl and congratulated her on her upcoming marriage. Naruko gave them all a bright smile, showing that even though she'd been severely scarred, she was still beautiful. Her inner light shining brightly, making her just glow.
Her scars had a very exotic look to them. They resembled tattoos more than scars. That was due to the fact that they were several years old and had fully healed, the skin no longer puffy and distended, it was smoothed over, giving her an exotic look. Pair the purple markings with her new eyes, and it almost looked as if she was born that way. Kind of like Kimimaro's and Futeki's markings.
After the positive reactions of her friends, Naruko decided that she wouldn't wear the mask in Konoha anymore. During missions and whenever she had to meet with the V.P. of Shadow's Fire, would be the only times she'd use her mask. Tsunade was proud that she was stepping out of her shell, and it was all thanks to an Uchiha.
Her granduncle, Tobirama Senju, Nidaime Hokage, had never liked the Uchiha. He felt that after what Madara had done, and his relationship with his brother, that all Uchiha were worthless. He had always told Tsunade to beware of them, but as she watched her goddaughter and her fiance, she couldn't help but feel that his hatred was childish. Other than Madara, none of the other Uchiha's had ever done anything wrong.
An Uchiha had made her goddaughter believe in herself. He'd befriended her and stayed by her. And even though she couldn't provide him with children, he loved her anyway.
Tsunade decided that she liked the Uchiha's in that moment. Her granduncles words be damned. Not all Uchiha's were bad.
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"Why do I have to stand here for so long?"
Mikoto patted Naruko's head, "Every bride has to go through this dear. Your kimono must be perfect. This is to make sure it fits you perfectly."
"Why does it have to be crimson?"
Mikoto grinned, "It's Sasuke's favorite color. By the way, after this, we need to go and buy you some lingerie. Red lace will do wonders, trust me."
Naruko flushed, "Won't red clash with my hair and eyes?"
"Not at all!"
Naruko didn't believe her at all. Bright purple, bright crimson and bright gold would not go well at all!
Naruko sighed as her measurements were taken. Arm length, leg length, width of her torso, breast size. She felt like a life size doll and with the way Mikoto was cooing over everything, she might as well have been one.
When the torture finally ended, Naruko was dragged into another store by her soon to be mother-in-law.
"I want you to try this, and this, and this, oooooh! and this!"
Naruko was shoved into a changing room, her arms full of a bunch of thread. That's what they were. Pieces of thread with lace on the edges.
Naruko frowned the whole time, hating every article of clothing she tried on.
"We can't make you some if you have an idea of what you'd like," the manager suggested, noticing how unhappy Naruko was.
Oooh! Kit, the things you can do!
A smirk worked its way onto Naruko's face. It was devilish and screamed 'evil'. Naruko liked the idea that came to mind.
"Do you have a piece of paper and a pencil?"
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"What do you mean I can't see him today?!"
The girls: Hinata, TenTen, Ino, Mikoto, Tsunade, Shizune, Anko, Kurenai, Karin, Ainonai, Temari and Ayame, had ambushed Naruko in her room early morning, the day before the wedding.
Mikoto, decided to speak for the gathered women. "It's terrible luck for him to see you the day before the wedding. You have to walk in there and shock him with your beauty tomorrow. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and when he sees you, he'll never want to let go."
Naruko gaped at her soon to be mother-in-law. "I don't believe in luck," she finally mumbled, not liking the idea of not seeing Sasuke. She saw him every day. He was the person she went to meet after Karin went to school.
"Dear, this is the day you have your bachelorette party!"
Naruko stared at the Uchiha Matriarch in confusion. "A what party?"
Mikoto smiled, "Every soon to be married woman has a party to say goodbye to her days as a single woman! And usually goodbye to their virginity. Unlike other parties though, we aren't taking you to a strip club."
Naruko paled, "Yeah, no strip clubs please?!"
The women laughed. Mikoto patted her head, "Don't worry. We know that you only want Sasuke. And, seeing how most of us here are in committed relationships, we decided to do something else!"
Naruko breathed a sigh of relief. "So, what are we doing then?"
The women squealed, "Hot Spring!"
"Huh?"
"We're taking you to a hot spring! We're getting the whole works today! Facials, waxes, manicures and pedicures. Our hair will get done and we'll be getting massages, Then, we can soak in the springs. We rented out the best place in Konoha!" TenTen responded with a bright smile.
Naruko couldn't help but get excited. She liked the idea of relaxing. It was a good thing to do for a party.
Mikoto smiled once again, "Don't worry, Sasuke isn't going to a strip club either. Both he and Fugaku would never allow it."
Naruko grinned, "Good. Do I need anything?"
The women shook their heads.
"Just put on your black battle dress. It's the easiest thing you have. Bring a couple weapons just in case."
Naruko nodded and quickly got dressed, before following her fellow women.
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"Dear Kami! Girls! Come here!"
Naruko sat in the chair as the woman who was assigned to her called every other women in the room over.
"Do you see how long it is! How thick! Feel it!" the woman screamed.
The women crowded around, reaching out to touch.
"Oooh!"
"Wow!"
"Amazing!"
Naruko didn't see what was so big about her hair, so she asked.
"What do you wash your hair with?" one of the ladies asked, checking her ends.
"Soap."
The women looked at each other in shock. "Soap?" they all repeated in surprised wonder.
Naruko nodded, "I buy Jasmine scented bars of soap. I never really cared for my hair, and even thought of cutting it several times."
"NO!"
Naruko was startled by the simultaneous scream. She jerked and looked around at the horrified looks on the faces of the women.
"Please don't do that! Your hair is the best I've ever seen! And you said you only use a bar of soap!" the woman to her immediate left begged, hands clasped in front of her chest.
Naruko was confused and uttered a, "Huh?"
"Have you ever gotten a haircut or a trim?" another woman asked. She was the oldest out of everyone there. She had a comb holding her bun in place and she looked intrigued.
Naruko shook her head. "No, I mentioned it once to my fiance and he freaked out, saying that it was healthy and that I didn't need to cut it. I even used a Henge to see what I'd look like with short hair, and though I love my father, being mistaken for the Yondaime will be a drag."
The women sighed in relief.
"So, you don't use shampoo and conditioner? You settle for bar soap? Do you wear makeup ever?"
Naruko shook her head. "I never saw a need. I thought I was hideous and I wore a mask for several years because of it. What would makeup do for me? Besides, Sasuke doesn't care for the artificial stuff. He thinks I'm better without the extra things, like eyeliner and blush. Besides, with the eyes I have now, why draw attention to them?"
"They match your tattoos. I like them. A nice purple eyeliner would look great! You should at least wear some on your honeymoon and see what your husband thinks. Maybe he'll like it!" one of the younger girls suggested with a smile.
Naruko smiled, "Maybe."
"Well, young lady, we're going to have five people work on your hair. There's just too much for one person to handle. Who wants to do it?"
"ME!" the girls raised their hands, shouting at the older woman.
"I don't get it, it's just hair," Naruko mumbled.
The older woman smiled softly and shook her head, "Dear, in our profession, seeing someone with such long and well kept hair, makes us excited. We want to touch it and play with it to our hearts content. Don't you have something that makes you excited when you see it?"
"Ramen!" Naruko pumped her fist with a large grin.
The girls laughed as the older woman chose the four girl who would help her.
The others returned to their places with frowns and muttering about the unfairness.
Naruko shrugged and sat back down, letting the women get to it.
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"The hot water, coupled with those amazing massages is heaven!" Temari sighed as she slipped into the water. The others agreed and relaxed as well.
"After this, Blondie gets her first wax!" Anko smiled evilly.
The other women shared a laugh a their friends expense.
"It's painful isn't it?" Naruko asked, not enjoying the smirks being thrown her way.
"Yeah, for normal people, but you handle pain better than anyone else." Tsunade informed her.
Naruko shrugged. She had nothing to worry about then.
When she closed her eyes, she missed the smirks that appeared of her friends faces.
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"WHAT?!"
Tsunade snickered at the shocked scream. "Seems they told her."
The others nodded, waiting to hear more. While they rested, Naruko was taken back inside to go and get her wax.
"Shouldn't she have gotten a wax a few days ago?" Ino asked, knowing the whole routine.
"Kyuubi will heal her faster than anything. She could probably have sex an hour later and have no pain at all," Tsunade explained.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Tsunade and Anko broke into laughter, while the others looked worried.
"Is it that bad?" Hinata asked, fearing for her friend.
"Full body. Brazilian is done first," Tsunade told the Hyuga Head.
The other winced, now feeling Naruko's pain.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The laughter continued as Naruko's screams filled the air.
A/N:Another one bites the dust!
Sorry it's so short, but the marriage and honeymoon are next chapter and it'll take time. I don't write lemons often, so bear with me please? I want it to be good and I've only written two lemons before, and several teasing scenes. This may take a couple of days, because writing a sex scene is difficult.
I hope you got a couple laughs this chapter.
How was it?
Let me know.
Ja ne! :D
