This chapter is dedicated to EmeraldElephant! I really appreciate everyone's reviews and questions - and thank you all so much for reading and following my stories. BTW, I've posted new stories!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing from the Naruto universe but I do have an imagination of my own. PLEASE REVIEW MY CHAPTERS! I will take advice and suggestions from my readers while continuing the story.

Thinking

Biju, etc. speaking

Biju, etc. thinking

Emphasis

Kakashi let the very cold water of his shower run through his hair, soaking it completely before pouring body wash into his hand. Upon slapping it on his chest to wash, he froze as the realization hit him like a brick. "I barged into her room without my shirt on like a pervert!" It was a long time later that he finally had the nerve to go downstairs. How can I even look at her?! He could smell something wonderful coming from the kitchen. The thought of last night's dinner, along with what happened this morning, kept him from basically skipping down the stairs, however. Upon reaching the dining area, he looked up and was utterly horrified.

Naruto was just setting down two plates. She grinned up at him, hair still damp, in a green spandex leotard that completely matched Gai's.

"Good morning!" she said brightly at her husband who was now crouched on the ceiling, looking at her with a sickened expression on his face. Success! This is maybe worth two or three pranks!

He thought he'd gotten back at her...

After a breakfast that was delicious - as long as he didn't look at her because that brought Kakashi's nausea back en force, the Jonin grabbed Naru and sunshinned them straight out of the estate's boundaries, then directly into the near center of the village - on the main road between the Hokage Tower with the nearly attached Academy, and hospital. Their sudden appearance - and undoubtedly his partner's greenness - had caused many startled swears and stares. Kakashi smirked at seeing her horrified face. He had been right: she was only torturing him with that unitard thing and had no plans of wearing it outside. Feeling smug, he held on to her arm and escorted her slowly straight through the crowds that always gathered this time of day. It was only when he saw Genma of all people spit out his senbon that he noticed something off about the reactions of his fellow villagers.

He had assumed they would be as horrified as he was at her (lack of) "youth." Plus the mere idea of yet another Beast - particularly a FEMALE green Beast - would frighten the living crap of shinobis and civilians alike, teaching Naruto a lesson in the process. Instead, he realized that some of these idiots were tripping or turning around to look at his wife more as they passed… There were those with their mouths hanging open as he had anticipated, but the way he saw their eyes glaze over worried him. He continued nearly dragging her through the street as she grumbled and muttered terrible curses at him, only briefly looking up and ahead of her at times as she let out little pathetic whines.

Finally, his supposedly genius mind figured out what had gone wrong with his plan. He stopped and looked Naruto up and down and realized that she made that green unitard look real fucking good. He groaned. Earlier he only saw the hideous color of his nemesis and that man's minion. This morning he couldn't even force himself to truly look at his pretty blonde wife in that vulgar color. His mind kept planting Gai's face underneath all that blonde hair, and that was way past disturbing! Especially the giant black eyebrows. So he hadn't looked straight at her; no - he hadn't realized at all how tight that green spandex was, and how it showed off just about everything he wanted no one else to see… Kami-sama, it literally leaves next to nothing to the imagination!

He stepped forward to grab her - to sunshin them back to the estate when two more green blurs appeared between him and his wife. Of all the timing!

Naruto hadn't seen Rock Lee for years - not since the war in her past life, and then only briefly as she'd jumped in to help Kakashi, Sai, and both Beasts, along with Kakashi's division. Holy Moley - she'd forgotten just how much he was a mini-Gai, how crazily round his eyes were… all that frickin youth... Standing in front of the two Beasts she also fully realized for maybe the first time just how much those jumpsuits enhanced their… male-ness. No! "Enhanced" was definitely NOT the right word as her eyes looked upon their obvious… "Aaaaah…!" she shuddered. She felt Kakashi's hand rest gently on her shoulder as she tried to look away from their... franks, which were so much smaller than their accompanied… beans.

Gai was grinning madly, undoubtedly praising her youth - she knew she heard him say something about the green, of course, as his manly tears began to flow. As she tried to focus on things around her - except for their bodies which she now was horrifyingly too-aware of, she was hit with Lee's genjutsu.

Naruto had never been on the end of a variation of the Beasts' genjutsus. She had of course seen that frightening beach sunset too many times in her past life. But this? This is what Sakura-chan must have been hit with back then on so many occasions. It was downright disturbing: no wonder Sakura reacted as she did back then! Naruto still sucked at genjutsu, and she hadn't tried to dispel one in this lifetime at all. Without Kurama's assistance, she was close to being helpless against them, and she had a bad feeling the fox wasn't going to help her now. So when those kissy lips, hearts, and rainbow-colored stars came flying at her, she was simply hit with the full force of it! Why didn't anyone yell, "Incoming!" - why didn't anyone push her out of the way? The lips were basically snacking on her cheeks now!

Kakashi had heard Naru-chan gag and immediately worried. When he saw where her gaze lingered, he could only sigh and pat her back. How she hadn't noticed before what everyone else did within minutes of meeting either Beast - not that there was much to see there - he couldn't imagine. He put his hand gently around her shoulder, hoping to comfort her when she froze. Wondering what was causing her increasingly ragged breathing, he lifted his headband. This particular horror show had to be the unknown work of mini-Gai. He pushed chakra into his wife and she nearly collapsed in his arms.

Looking up at the villagers who were very slowly making their way around their group - some were even circling - he wondered how much trouble he'd get into with the Hokage if he attacked everyone who was staring at his wife's ass. Snarling, he grabbed Naru and sunshinned them back to the estate.

"Kah… Kah - KASHI!" She cried out, sobbing into his chest. Kakashi put his arms around her and stroked her long hair. He hoped it was a comforting gesture; it wasn't natural for him to do something like that at all. She did seem to be calming down a little, so he took that as a positive. Finally, he picked her up and placed her gently in his super chair. He looked down at her as she shook her head, eventually bending down to speak to her.

"You should've known better, Hime." She looked up at him with those big blue eyes that were somehow even more striking surrounded by the red caused by her crying. The little pout on her face made him feel bad for saying such a thing - at least right now. "Gomen," he heard her whisper as she began to reach out for him, only to pull her hand back into her chest where she grabbed her other hand. Kakashi let out a breath he didn't know he'd been keeping in. Scratching his scalp, he offered her a sympathetic smile. "Maa, I'll get you some tea. You'll feel better with that, ne?" Still sniffling, she nodded at him. When he returned with the tea, he found her fast asleep.

He gazed down at his little wife and smiled unknowingly. "Little" was definitely the right word for her: aside from her killer curves, she was so small! Seeing plenty of room in his recliner, he sat back next to her, putting his arm over and around her head. She curled into his chest and he was able to keep his arm around her. This is nice. He reached out for the Icha-Icha that was once again on the top of the adjacent table - she must have put it back - then flipped it open and began to read. Way too into his book, he didn't even realize how every so-often he kissed the top of her head as she slept.