A Sexy Jutsu
By Mukumuku
Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me. It belongs to Kishimoto-sensei. I just kidnap them and use them as models as they twitch in frustration. Plus I've only read till Toriyama last released and after that I read several translations but I'm just writing up a story based on up till that point. So if someone is dead. Er. Ack!
"Sexy no Jutsu!"
White mist floated in the air, sliding away from her body revealing features pleasing to the eye. Large poster boobs, a nice ass and a pose to tie it all together. Though the centerfold was clothing her body, she still chose a cute enough outfit to still allow the imagination work up ideas. A cute shirt with wings attached to the back and light blue shorts. She slid a hair clip to hold back a rogue strand of hair.
Naruto Umazaki or "Natsume," his alias pushed the rest of her loose, blond hair behind her ears and gave the mirror a look over. He ran his finger over her cute lips, he was a miracle worker and his taste was too good. Natsume grinned, not a flattering grin, but one of Naruto's trademark toothy grins.
"Natsume Aya's day is ready to begin," he clapped his hands together. He tidied the bedroom of his alias and moved over to the window.
Unhooking the clasps he removed a board that covered his closed bedroom window. The fresh air poured in and washed away the stale smell. He reminded himself to close the windows to that sand would not come in. He lived on the outskirts of town, crumbling sand dunes where clear in view from his window. He let breathed in the clean air before closing the window and making for the coat rack.
"You look good, Natsume, now for work." He grabbed her orange coat and opened the locked door. Natsume glanced around the hall for misplaced items as she walked down and headed to the kitchen. The house was feminine, it had previously belonged to a woman who ran away with her lover and never came back. Upon hearing the story Naruto, then and there, bought the house and never changed a thing. If the woman came back, there was no way in hell he giving her the house. He had grown comfortable and many of the neighbors would be greatly saddened if he left. In addition, he had heard and obtained ample evidence that she was not a 'nice' person at all. Natsume reached under the sink for his kettle and poured in some precious water.
He had found rugs, condoms, and child pornography hidden there when he moved in. He investigated further and found worse evidence that would have landed the woman in jail. He handed over to the Kazekage for safekeeping in a vault. But on a lighter note, after numerous washing, she still had some nice clothing. She had good taste at least decoratively. A cute floral theme house, a house suited for a family. To bad it'd never have the children it longed for.
Naruto took the kettle off the stove and poured it into the ramen. They didn't sell the same brand here, but it was a local brand and tasted of the village. It was nicer, but made him long for the leaf village brand. The Sand Village was highly envious of the leaf village and secretly boycotted most products. Ramen was one of them.
He reopened an old volume of Icha Icha Paradise that lay on the table from the last time he opened it and began flipping through. Naruto wanted to read what Kakashi was mad about and now he found the trashy novel was suited more for his female counterpart.
Kakashi was probably retired, probably with Iruka settled in some nice house in some far off village. He imaged Iruka in an apron by Kakashi's side, leaning over and asking him if he wanted more rice. Iruka probably and realistically won't go down without a fight.
"I wonder what Sakura is doing. She's probably happily married too." He paused, "and Sasuke." The last time he saw him was after he left the hospital.
It was three days later that he ended up fleeing from the hidden Leaf Village.
Naruto clenched the book; the pang of homesickness had hit him once again.
He missed his friends, he missed his home, he missed ramen.
Naruto grabbed his chopsticks and dug in. He sighed, he would be eating ramen now but after breakfast he'd have to make his lunch box too. Being a woman was hard. Being a Jounen Instructor loved by his students was harder. And boy did they love him. His Gennin were great and they were bright students he was proud of, they would certainly become great Chunnin.
Naruto placed a bookmark into his novel and reached for the 101 bento idea book. Natsume Aya had a special person to make lunch for too, and so did Naruto. He smiled, "on second thought, make that two bento boxes." He thought back to his two other friends grasping their stomachs and three hungry gennin.
"Make that one huge lunchbox."
He flipped to a fast, easy and tasty recipe that he had the supplies for. He had three free hours before he had to leave anyway, "I have to really get rid of this habit."
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Natsume pushed through the crowds of mothers, awake and busy. She greeted and passed along her way. The shops were already beginning to open up. A woman was bargaining of the corner. Sand was being kicked into the air as small children played tag. Before she turned the corner she stopped and braced herself for the shouts of a small child's voice.
"Natsume! Natsume-sensei!" The little girl pushed through the streets and people and presented an ointment bottle to Natsume with pride. "This is for yesterday! Thank you very much for saving me." Naruto smiled through the lips of Natsume. "It's okay really. It's the job of a ninja to protect the village; it's okay really. Look! I'm all better, there's nothing to worry about."
The little girl sighed in relief, clasping her hands and bowed quickly. Her friends were already waiting for her around the bend, Naruto watched the girl cross the road and join her friend. Noticing Natsume still on the corner they waved a goodbye to he ninja savior.
"Bye Natsume-sensei!"
"Natsume-sensei you're the coolest!"
"Morning, Natsume-sensei! Bye, Natsume-sensei!"
"Take care," Natsume waved back to the students, she watched them slip away before returning on her way. Climbing up the many worn steps, she neared the some ninja's in training. The academy was to floors, it wasn't fancy but it was simply all a growing ninja wanted. Before meeting with her Chuunnin applicants she would have to meet the sand Kazekage.
Students and ninjas alike joked on and relaxed outside the gate of the building. Several of her fellow senseis were smoking outside the front of the building. They stood casually, smoke trailing from their lips. Eyes dulled and bored as if having no other way to waste time.
Natsume beamed, "morning, Rikka-san, Morimoto-san, Teguchi-san!"
They merely raised a hand to wave back to their college.
Rude. Naruto gritted he teeth.
Rikka wasn't really much of a teacher. She was very feminine opting for a more fashionable outfit than a ninja garb. Her red hair was short, but professional. Rikka hated Natsume and considered her a rival for Morimoto's affections. Though a master at chakra she lacked other skills.
Morimoto was the opposite, being overkill. He was strong and muscular. Arms thick with muscles. Perhaps lacking the resourcefulness of a true ninja. Natsume felt for Rikka. Morimoto would not return her feeling, being smitten with Teguchi
Teguchi-san wasn't wearing the right thing and was totally ill prepared for an attack. He was so thin and pale it was a miracle he had become a Chuunnin and not a piece of paper. His hair was combed nicely and his glasses and his clothing neat and clean. He had eyes for Rikka, a flaw in itself.
Such a vicious circle of adults, really, they weren't setting a good example for their students. He sighed, being a good and much loved teacher he had to stop Rikka before the young academy students arrived. "Rikka-san. Er. I don't think you and the others should be smoking here." Natsume waited to see her reaction. Only after a couple of more drags, Rikka responded by blowing some smoke into Natsume's face as a. Naruto boiled within Natsume, 'if I were, Naruto. I was Naruto.'
If he were Naruto he would kick their Leaf Ninja asses. He was a jounen and of higher rank than all of them, and was already over qualified. He cracked Natsume knuckles in one fist, the other holding the cuff of Rikka's shirt. Rikka's shitty skills never would have been able to dodge it. Naruto left the village having a higher power than a Senin. He gritted her teeth. It was Natsume. He already was acting like such a woman. Where was man who strove to be Hokage?
"Natsume, chill. She's only playing with you." Natsume didn't bother facing, instead Morimoto received a finger aimed at him that screamed, "shut the hell up!" Natsume kept her turned back on Teguchi. Though he liked Rikka and Rikka was worse to him. She wouldn't give him the time of day and laughed at his attempts of love. He watched like a hawk.
It was a pregnant pause. Rikka gave up on struggling and braced for the punch. "Don't mess with me, you bitch." She dropped Rikka on the spot. Naruto made sure he gave a warning glance to Rikka before turning to go inside. When she reached the doorstep she checked if they were still smoking.
They weren't.
"Hopefully Kazekage didn't see that, what was the likeliness of that," Naruto grinned. "But still."
Naruto bit own lip, the Kazekage wanted to see Natsume.
She had to meet him.
He felt flustered.
Natsume turned around only to bump her head into the chest of the grand Kazekage himself. The Kazekage grabbed the woman's shoulders and straightened her posture. Naruto readjusted the Kazekage's robes and took a step back.
"Good morning, Kazekage." Natsume glomped onto the struggling man in a tight hold. The other teachers and ninja's were heading into the ninja school noticed the spectacle between Natsume and Kazekage. "Natsume!" Gaara had long be trained to, when in and out of contact, call Naruto Natsume. His eyes twitched and he blushed. "If you act like this people are going to think that we're. involved."
Natsume baited him on, making bashful gestures. Gaara took a step back for a safety precaution. He looked around for any source of help, but only saw an audience looking for drama.
Batting her eyes and intertwined her fingers, Naruto leaned forward and hugged Gaara in front of the ogling crowd. "Oh Gaara don't be so shy, I notice you looking at my body too!"
A tall teacher readjusted her goggles and stepped forward to correct Natsume's affection. "Natsume! That's no way to talk to the Kazekage."
Natsume pushed forward relentlessly, stroking his back. "Oh Kazekage, you act so shy in front of the public eye when we've already--" She gestured obscenely, "AND--" The crowd grew uncomfortable watched all her hand movements, "AND--!"
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"Gaara. I never." Rikka's face was a red blush. The students that should have long been in class were surrounded the scandal between their Kazekage and prize Jounen. Temari and Karukuno had arrived to break up the crowd. They both bore with serious looks on their faces, bearing bad news as always. Gaara rubbed his temple, irritated.
Naruto grinned. He stopped quickly in fear that someone might recognize the smile. By now Natsume had let go of Gaara and threw his head behind his head, kicking his legs.
"He came to ask me to marry him, didn't you."
"Actually, I have some business to discuss," Gaara said in a serious voice.
"Business means sex." This startled Temari for a second. No sister wanted to know her brother's sex life.
"Natsume!" Gaara started to walk ahead to their destination point. Temari and Karukuno wordlessly followed behind.
"Coming sweet ramen delivery boy!"
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The sand couldn't reach the tall tower, yet it flew around it like a whirlwind desperately racing to get to the top. On the top of this tower Kazekage had gathered his three, most loyal Jounen together just for the bad news. "The Leaf Hokage has already arrived at the edge of the village," this could cost them the Chuunnin exams. It would be better for their economy if the Chuunnin Exams were held here. But that was not on the agenda.
Natsume lifted her head, "how long ago was it."
"Just now."
Natsume clenched her fist and kneeled to punch the ground. "Shit!" Naruto knew this was coming. He knew. Yet already he felt like running away. He retracted the fist of Natsume Aya, the person with responsibilities in this country. Her Gennin needed her support and guidance. Her country needed her protection. And most of all Gaara needed her support. More than the Leaf Village, the people loved her.
She who was not Naruto.
"Same here, Naruto." Karukuno kneeled beside Natsume. He leaned back on the railing and looked again at Naruto. "The Hokage might not see through your excellent jutsu but he'll know who you are."
"I can't return to Leaf country," Naruto muttered, "I can't. Not now."
"I don't want you to leave, if you leave Gaara will brood." Temari smiled a nudged Naruto a bit. She showed worry in her face too.
Gaara began to shift and move to exit the tower. He was Kazekage. He had no choice but to activate the events that were about to occur. "I have to go and greet them."
Naruto stood up and dusted himself off. He joined Gaara by his side and held the crook of his arm. "I'll follow you where ever you go, as long as my name is Natsume Aya."
"Nar-- Natsume." Gaara smiled. Temari and Karukuno shrugged and chased after the two who had begun to descend down the stairs. "Let's go greet those bastards, Natsume."
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Author's Note:
For those who are confused, Naruto is Natsume in jutsu form. Reading too much Tenjo Tenge, the name Natsume Aya comes from there. Forgive the names. I can think of none that are originally good. Gaara and Naruto?!? You'll find out why later.
Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me. It belongs to Kishimoto-sensei. I just kidnap them and use them as models as they twitch in frustration. Plus I've only read till Toriyama last released and after that I read several translations but I'm just writing up a story based on up till that point. So if someone is dead. Er. Ack!
"Sexy no Jutsu!"
White mist floated in the air, sliding away from her body revealing features pleasing to the eye. Large poster boobs, a nice ass and a pose to tie it all together. Though the centerfold was clothing her body, she still chose a cute enough outfit to still allow the imagination work up ideas. A cute shirt with wings attached to the back and light blue shorts. She slid a hair clip to hold back a rogue strand of hair.
Naruto Umazaki or "Natsume," his alias pushed the rest of her loose, blond hair behind her ears and gave the mirror a look over. He ran his finger over her cute lips, he was a miracle worker and his taste was too good. Natsume grinned, not a flattering grin, but one of Naruto's trademark toothy grins.
"Natsume Aya's day is ready to begin," he clapped his hands together. He tidied the bedroom of his alias and moved over to the window.
Unhooking the clasps he removed a board that covered his closed bedroom window. The fresh air poured in and washed away the stale smell. He reminded himself to close the windows to that sand would not come in. He lived on the outskirts of town, crumbling sand dunes where clear in view from his window. He let breathed in the clean air before closing the window and making for the coat rack.
"You look good, Natsume, now for work." He grabbed her orange coat and opened the locked door. Natsume glanced around the hall for misplaced items as she walked down and headed to the kitchen. The house was feminine, it had previously belonged to a woman who ran away with her lover and never came back. Upon hearing the story Naruto, then and there, bought the house and never changed a thing. If the woman came back, there was no way in hell he giving her the house. He had grown comfortable and many of the neighbors would be greatly saddened if he left. In addition, he had heard and obtained ample evidence that she was not a 'nice' person at all. Natsume reached under the sink for his kettle and poured in some precious water.
He had found rugs, condoms, and child pornography hidden there when he moved in. He investigated further and found worse evidence that would have landed the woman in jail. He handed over to the Kazekage for safekeeping in a vault. But on a lighter note, after numerous washing, she still had some nice clothing. She had good taste at least decoratively. A cute floral theme house, a house suited for a family. To bad it'd never have the children it longed for.
Naruto took the kettle off the stove and poured it into the ramen. They didn't sell the same brand here, but it was a local brand and tasted of the village. It was nicer, but made him long for the leaf village brand. The Sand Village was highly envious of the leaf village and secretly boycotted most products. Ramen was one of them.
He reopened an old volume of Icha Icha Paradise that lay on the table from the last time he opened it and began flipping through. Naruto wanted to read what Kakashi was mad about and now he found the trashy novel was suited more for his female counterpart.
Kakashi was probably retired, probably with Iruka settled in some nice house in some far off village. He imaged Iruka in an apron by Kakashi's side, leaning over and asking him if he wanted more rice. Iruka probably and realistically won't go down without a fight.
"I wonder what Sakura is doing. She's probably happily married too." He paused, "and Sasuke." The last time he saw him was after he left the hospital.
It was three days later that he ended up fleeing from the hidden Leaf Village.
Naruto clenched the book; the pang of homesickness had hit him once again.
He missed his friends, he missed his home, he missed ramen.
Naruto grabbed his chopsticks and dug in. He sighed, he would be eating ramen now but after breakfast he'd have to make his lunch box too. Being a woman was hard. Being a Jounen Instructor loved by his students was harder. And boy did they love him. His Gennin were great and they were bright students he was proud of, they would certainly become great Chunnin.
Naruto placed a bookmark into his novel and reached for the 101 bento idea book. Natsume Aya had a special person to make lunch for too, and so did Naruto. He smiled, "on second thought, make that two bento boxes." He thought back to his two other friends grasping their stomachs and three hungry gennin.
"Make that one huge lunchbox."
He flipped to a fast, easy and tasty recipe that he had the supplies for. He had three free hours before he had to leave anyway, "I have to really get rid of this habit."
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Natsume pushed through the crowds of mothers, awake and busy. She greeted and passed along her way. The shops were already beginning to open up. A woman was bargaining of the corner. Sand was being kicked into the air as small children played tag. Before she turned the corner she stopped and braced herself for the shouts of a small child's voice.
"Natsume! Natsume-sensei!" The little girl pushed through the streets and people and presented an ointment bottle to Natsume with pride. "This is for yesterday! Thank you very much for saving me." Naruto smiled through the lips of Natsume. "It's okay really. It's the job of a ninja to protect the village; it's okay really. Look! I'm all better, there's nothing to worry about."
The little girl sighed in relief, clasping her hands and bowed quickly. Her friends were already waiting for her around the bend, Naruto watched the girl cross the road and join her friend. Noticing Natsume still on the corner they waved a goodbye to he ninja savior.
"Bye Natsume-sensei!"
"Natsume-sensei you're the coolest!"
"Morning, Natsume-sensei! Bye, Natsume-sensei!"
"Take care," Natsume waved back to the students, she watched them slip away before returning on her way. Climbing up the many worn steps, she neared the some ninja's in training. The academy was to floors, it wasn't fancy but it was simply all a growing ninja wanted. Before meeting with her Chuunnin applicants she would have to meet the sand Kazekage.
Students and ninjas alike joked on and relaxed outside the gate of the building. Several of her fellow senseis were smoking outside the front of the building. They stood casually, smoke trailing from their lips. Eyes dulled and bored as if having no other way to waste time.
Natsume beamed, "morning, Rikka-san, Morimoto-san, Teguchi-san!"
They merely raised a hand to wave back to their college.
Rude. Naruto gritted he teeth.
Rikka wasn't really much of a teacher. She was very feminine opting for a more fashionable outfit than a ninja garb. Her red hair was short, but professional. Rikka hated Natsume and considered her a rival for Morimoto's affections. Though a master at chakra she lacked other skills.
Morimoto was the opposite, being overkill. He was strong and muscular. Arms thick with muscles. Perhaps lacking the resourcefulness of a true ninja. Natsume felt for Rikka. Morimoto would not return her feeling, being smitten with Teguchi
Teguchi-san wasn't wearing the right thing and was totally ill prepared for an attack. He was so thin and pale it was a miracle he had become a Chuunnin and not a piece of paper. His hair was combed nicely and his glasses and his clothing neat and clean. He had eyes for Rikka, a flaw in itself.
Such a vicious circle of adults, really, they weren't setting a good example for their students. He sighed, being a good and much loved teacher he had to stop Rikka before the young academy students arrived. "Rikka-san. Er. I don't think you and the others should be smoking here." Natsume waited to see her reaction. Only after a couple of more drags, Rikka responded by blowing some smoke into Natsume's face as a. Naruto boiled within Natsume, 'if I were, Naruto. I was Naruto.'
If he were Naruto he would kick their Leaf Ninja asses. He was a jounen and of higher rank than all of them, and was already over qualified. He cracked Natsume knuckles in one fist, the other holding the cuff of Rikka's shirt. Rikka's shitty skills never would have been able to dodge it. Naruto left the village having a higher power than a Senin. He gritted her teeth. It was Natsume. He already was acting like such a woman. Where was man who strove to be Hokage?
"Natsume, chill. She's only playing with you." Natsume didn't bother facing, instead Morimoto received a finger aimed at him that screamed, "shut the hell up!" Natsume kept her turned back on Teguchi. Though he liked Rikka and Rikka was worse to him. She wouldn't give him the time of day and laughed at his attempts of love. He watched like a hawk.
It was a pregnant pause. Rikka gave up on struggling and braced for the punch. "Don't mess with me, you bitch." She dropped Rikka on the spot. Naruto made sure he gave a warning glance to Rikka before turning to go inside. When she reached the doorstep she checked if they were still smoking.
They weren't.
"Hopefully Kazekage didn't see that, what was the likeliness of that," Naruto grinned. "But still."
Naruto bit own lip, the Kazekage wanted to see Natsume.
She had to meet him.
He felt flustered.
Natsume turned around only to bump her head into the chest of the grand Kazekage himself. The Kazekage grabbed the woman's shoulders and straightened her posture. Naruto readjusted the Kazekage's robes and took a step back.
"Good morning, Kazekage." Natsume glomped onto the struggling man in a tight hold. The other teachers and ninja's were heading into the ninja school noticed the spectacle between Natsume and Kazekage. "Natsume!" Gaara had long be trained to, when in and out of contact, call Naruto Natsume. His eyes twitched and he blushed. "If you act like this people are going to think that we're. involved."
Natsume baited him on, making bashful gestures. Gaara took a step back for a safety precaution. He looked around for any source of help, but only saw an audience looking for drama.
Batting her eyes and intertwined her fingers, Naruto leaned forward and hugged Gaara in front of the ogling crowd. "Oh Gaara don't be so shy, I notice you looking at my body too!"
A tall teacher readjusted her goggles and stepped forward to correct Natsume's affection. "Natsume! That's no way to talk to the Kazekage."
Natsume pushed forward relentlessly, stroking his back. "Oh Kazekage, you act so shy in front of the public eye when we've already--" She gestured obscenely, "AND--" The crowd grew uncomfortable watched all her hand movements, "AND--!"
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"Gaara. I never." Rikka's face was a red blush. The students that should have long been in class were surrounded the scandal between their Kazekage and prize Jounen. Temari and Karukuno had arrived to break up the crowd. They both bore with serious looks on their faces, bearing bad news as always. Gaara rubbed his temple, irritated.
Naruto grinned. He stopped quickly in fear that someone might recognize the smile. By now Natsume had let go of Gaara and threw his head behind his head, kicking his legs.
"He came to ask me to marry him, didn't you."
"Actually, I have some business to discuss," Gaara said in a serious voice.
"Business means sex." This startled Temari for a second. No sister wanted to know her brother's sex life.
"Natsume!" Gaara started to walk ahead to their destination point. Temari and Karukuno wordlessly followed behind.
"Coming sweet ramen delivery boy!"
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The sand couldn't reach the tall tower, yet it flew around it like a whirlwind desperately racing to get to the top. On the top of this tower Kazekage had gathered his three, most loyal Jounen together just for the bad news. "The Leaf Hokage has already arrived at the edge of the village," this could cost them the Chuunnin exams. It would be better for their economy if the Chuunnin Exams were held here. But that was not on the agenda.
Natsume lifted her head, "how long ago was it."
"Just now."
Natsume clenched her fist and kneeled to punch the ground. "Shit!" Naruto knew this was coming. He knew. Yet already he felt like running away. He retracted the fist of Natsume Aya, the person with responsibilities in this country. Her Gennin needed her support and guidance. Her country needed her protection. And most of all Gaara needed her support. More than the Leaf Village, the people loved her.
She who was not Naruto.
"Same here, Naruto." Karukuno kneeled beside Natsume. He leaned back on the railing and looked again at Naruto. "The Hokage might not see through your excellent jutsu but he'll know who you are."
"I can't return to Leaf country," Naruto muttered, "I can't. Not now."
"I don't want you to leave, if you leave Gaara will brood." Temari smiled a nudged Naruto a bit. She showed worry in her face too.
Gaara began to shift and move to exit the tower. He was Kazekage. He had no choice but to activate the events that were about to occur. "I have to go and greet them."
Naruto stood up and dusted himself off. He joined Gaara by his side and held the crook of his arm. "I'll follow you where ever you go, as long as my name is Natsume Aya."
"Nar-- Natsume." Gaara smiled. Temari and Karukuno shrugged and chased after the two who had begun to descend down the stairs. "Let's go greet those bastards, Natsume."
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Author's Note:
For those who are confused, Naruto is Natsume in jutsu form. Reading too much Tenjo Tenge, the name Natsume Aya comes from there. Forgive the names. I can think of none that are originally good. Gaara and Naruto?!? You'll find out why later.