I did some editing last week on some of my previous chapters, mainly explaining why Sasuke seems OOC. I put in the reason Ch.4 - A Shot of Sake. He's a man who no longer has issues and Team 7 showed him a lifestyle of happiness. Thus the reason why he can show emotions such as laugh, giggle, or snicker
Inspirations - I tried to imagine the more mature kunoichis with "sex lives", the creative fuel for this entire story. (Originally designed to be a one-shot) When I told my good friend Gerald about it, the sensuality became a comedy. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.
Within the city of Enkou, it is divided into to districts, Halo and Flame. Flame is the true title of the "Red-light District." On the border of the two districts is the infamous 24-hour Merry -Time Teahouse. Greatly known for their anti-hangover tea.
Flashback to earlier this morning…
Classical piano musical played softly in the background. Inside of the empty teahouse, was an unforgettable shoulder-length, rose-haired woman with jade eyes, dressed in a form-fitting mid-thigh, sleeveless, red button down dress and black knee-high sandals. Dr. Haruno sat at the round table, sipping her comforting hot tea, quietly reviewing her notes from a medical seminar she attended a few days ago.
A group of three rowdy, drunk ruffians stumbled into the teahouse. Disrupting the serenity, one of them hollered his order to the waitress across the room. They conveniently sat themselves right in front of Sakura's table.
"We need three hangover specials! Hurry up woman, I gotta go to work in an hour!"
Ayako the waitress rolled her violet eyes at them, as she prepared their order. 'I'd throw them out if they didn't tip so well.' The modest black-haired beauty poured the tea into three cups.
The loud, discourteous order broke the doctor's concentration, she glared at the man who let out the earsplitting demand. 'I promised myself 'First of all, to do no harm.' But then again, they're not in the hospital. Not yet anyway.' Her eyes returned to her notes, avoiding the temptation of disabling their vocal chords.
"Alright guys, three specials. Can you please keep it quiet? I have other customers." Ayako placed the teacups on the table.
"Quiet? You're the one who needs to be quiet. I got a pacifier for ya, but you gotta be on your knees if you want it."
Repulsed she turned her head. "This is a teahouse, not a brothel! If you want a whore, you can find one on 3rd street in the Flame District!"
"The strip hasn't been the same since you left, Ayako. I missed those pretty lips of yours." His hand reached towards her mouth as his buddies laughed at the comment.
She immediately smacked his hand away. "You must have mistaken me for someone else." Ayako grabbed the money off the table, stuffing it into the front pocket of her apron, and then turning her back against the trio.
One of the other drunkards snatched her wrist "Once a whore, always a whore. Besides, who could ever forget that tattooed heart on your inner thigh." He lifted her skirt in front his friends exhibiting a little red heart.
"STOP!"
"I just about HAD IT WITH YOU!" Her yell gradually crescendos. Sakura rose from her seat and approached the table. "You got your tea, now leave her alone!"
"What are you going to do about it?" The trio ignored her and continued to harass the waitress. Sakura's right eye twitched, her Inner-Self began to surface.
The other friend spoke. "So you're the girl Joshiro's been talking about! I heard you were the best. Wanna prove it? How much for a quick one?"
"I'm not that kind of girl!" Tears began streaming down her cheeks. "You better get outta here before I call the cops!"
Together they laughed, Joshiro then claimed. "Baby you forgotten? We are the COPS!"
"DIRTY COPS MAKE ME SICK!" Sakura's fist collided into Joshiro's face, a loud snap followed from dislocating his mandible (lower jaw). As he flew across the room, he spurted out blood and a few of his molars. The body landed onto a table across the room breaking it in half, leaving behind a massive crater on the tile floor on impact.
Sakura's evil eyes burned into her next victims. "Who's next?"
Fear overcame the two remaining drunkards, the monstrosity of Sakura strength sobered them up. Shaking from the anxiety, they emptied their pockets leaving behind a thick wad of cash. "This is for the damages, the leftover change is yours."
"We're sorry, Ayako. So sorry." The officers picked up Joshiro's lifeless body and quickly ran out of the teahouse, leaving behind a trail of smoke.
Ayako's body went stiff as she looked at Sakura. "How did you…"
"That's not important right now. But are you ok?"
"I'm fine. It's good to know that they won't be coming back anytime soon."
"Trust me they'll never come back. Ever." She smiled sweetly.
"Thank you, Ms.?"
"Just call me Sakura, I'm not into titles." She looked at the 5-foot wide, 2-foot deep crater near the exit, the faux marble tile smashed into pieces. Placing a hand at the back of her head, "I'm really sorry about this, I just get carried away sometimes."
"Don't be." Ayako picked up a broom and dustpan from the corner of the room and swept up the debris. "First of all we have insurance, secondly those so called 'cops' already paid for the damages. All I have to do is make a phone call and this place can be fixed up in an hour."
"That's good to know."
Ayako smiled back at the kunoichi. "I really owe you one. Before you leave, I'll think of something to repay you."
"That's very kind you, but it's not necessary."
"Well the least I can offer you is some more tea and cake."
Not wanting to refuse the offer, Sakura gladly accepted it. "Thank you, Ayako."
The waitress headed to the back counter. While slicing a portion of orange blossom honey cake, she called the repairman to service her. Sakura returned to her seat to revise her notes once again. Ayako placed another cup of hot tea and the cake on the table.
"Thank you again, Ayako."
"My pleasure."
Sakura decided to converse with Ayako to get to know her better. "So do you run this place by yourself?"
"Oh no, I just work the morning shift from 3-10 in the morning. My manager is coming in soon. It's usually slow around this time, but it picks up quite a bit on the weekends. Since the establishment is on the district border, a lot of our customers come from the Flame District where all of the nightclubs and majority of the bars are. We serve a special all natural "hangover" tea, which immediately kills the pain and nausea after one serving. Then I have freelance/on call job that I go to from 7-2 at night, I only go work if I'm really short on cash."
"So what do you do at your night job?" Sakura was interested conversation as listened attentively.
"I'm a dancer, an exotic dancer actually."
Sakura's eyes bulged as she sipped her tea. "Interesting."
"Yeah…" Ayako sighed, brushing her hair behind her ear.
"I didn't mean it like that, but is that the reason why those guys were bothering you?"
"Yes. I like that job, it pays well and the girls are friendly. Most of all, it's exciting. I'm saving up the money to buy Merry-Time; I've invested a few thousand dollars for remodeling, after that I'm quitting. What those guys don't get is that I'm only a waitress here, they don't understand is that they are no longer in the club. Guys like them offer us to do "more", and we refuse. We only dance at that club and nothing else. I've never offered my body before and I never will. I don't believe in using that kind of currency to get what I want."
"I'm relieved that you feel that way." Sakura smiled.
"Besides, I got a great boyfriend. He's the repairman who's coming over to fix the floor." Ayako stated proudly.
"Really? That's wonderful."
"Most importantly, he's not the jealous type and is perfectly fine with my other job. After I quit, we're going to run this teahouse together."
Sakura's eyes focused on the glass door being opened by a tall, attractive muscle-bound brunette with piercing blue eyes strolled in the with a dolly piled with a bag of cement and box of tiles. 'Wow!'
Ayako followed her eyes and turned around. "Kesshi-kun!" She walked up and greeted him with a kiss.
"Morning, Beautiful." He looked down on the floor, his eye widened at the sight of the cavity. "I can see why you called. What happened in here?"
"It was my fault, I did it!" Sakura admitted raising her hand.
"Impressive, so how do plan to pay for this?" he said jokingly.
Ayako gave him another kiss. "Don't worry about it, it's been taken care of. Come to the back, I want to show you the floor plan that I considered."
The couple walked hand in hand to the back of the counter. Kesshi stood behind her, wrapping his arms lovingly around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder as they went over her designs.
Sakura smiled at the happy couple. Thinking about Sasuke, she wondered what condition will he come home in. It's a rare occasion for him to be injured after a mission, but being enlisted into extra ANBU missions changed all of that. That factor motivated her into studying a new technique, she couldn't call herself a master until she uses it on Sasuke. Even if he's not injured, the results are quite enlivening.
The doctor took a bite of her sticky sweet cake. She returned to her seminar notes, deciding on how to refine her technique.
On the Halo district of the city, the Super Virgin Girls were finishing their photo shoot for Kunoichi Today. Bystanders gathered around the camera site, taking in the winner's beauty, commenting on their poses and attire.
The photographer focused his lens for his final shot. Click. Flash.
"Gorgeous! This one's going to make the front cover. Alright, ladies that's a wrap! Congratulations Hinata and Tenten you just finished your first photo shoot. Kunoichi Today will be expedited all over the world next week, with your faces on this month's issue."
The girls were so focused on the camera, they didn't noticed that they attracted a crowd until a round of applause, and catcalls filled the air. They gave each other a high five and a hug while they giggled from all of the attention.
"I knew that we wouldn't lose, but I can't believe we won the grand prize!" Hinata jumped in the air from the excitement; with $25,000 to her name why wouldn't she. "What are you going to do with your half of the winnings Tenten-chan?"
The brunette placed her thumb and forefinger on her chin. "Well, there was this cute mini-dress that I fell in love with at the Pink Boutique. I'm sure that they have plenty of other great things I can't get in Konoha. Based on what you told me, you should pick up something for Naruto while we're there"
(Gasp) "Tenten-chan!" A flush of crimson colored her cheeks.
"Ha Ha Ha." Tenten sneered at Hinata's reaction. "C'mon, you know has excited he gets when you bring home presents."
Together, they walked back into the Flame district, where it all started. Everyone in the city recognized their faces and their eye-catching bodies. Every step they took, more people turned heads, staring at the fierce beauties. Some of them had a glossy glaze over their eyes, the others secretly wished that they lost to see how well they could perform in front of the PAY-PER-VIEW camera. The ladies were rather lucky that their destination was just ahead of them. Hinata was gradually becoming uncomfortable from all of the spectators gawking. Sensing her uneasiness, Tenten ushered her inside of the shop.
Hinata observed her surroundings, in the front of the store was round rack full of assorted lingerie pieces on sale. In the front left corner of the room, was another special for 5-inch platform boots and heels. Further back, there was a larger collection of corsets, dresses, and other revealing outfits that were scantily designed.
"Hinata, come over here and help me find that dress in the window." Tenten guided the indigo-haired by the hand.
Tenten continued to search for her dream dress through the multiple racks of clothing. Hinata on the other hand, nervously bit her bottom lip as she set her eyes on the back right wall. 'They don't sell those in Konoha.' Her white eyes fluttered at the wall covered with adult toys and other devices. As much as she wanted to turn away, Hinata couldn't stop staring.
The "toys" came in various shapes, size, and colors with names to match; such as the "Bunny" and the waterproof "Sea Dancer."Some of them vibrated, glowed in the dark or had a "realistic" texture and sensation according to the box. She tried to restrain herself from gawking but her curiosity got the best of her.
"May I help you?" An associate asked as she walked up to them with a smile.
"Uh….ummm…" Hinata hung her head in low, trying to conceal the ruby red flush. Strands of her long indigo locks draped over the sides of her face.
"Can I please try these dresses on?"
"Of course." The associate recognized Tenten's hairstyle and pink qi pao. "Oh my goodness! You're Hyuuga Tenten! Oh, oh, oh, oh! Can I have your autograph? I placed my entire paycheck betting on you and Uzumaki, and I won $500."
The ladies focused their attention on her praise. "Wow, that's great!" replied Tenten.
"You two were so amazing!" She turned to the other kunoichi. "And you Hinata, that last jutsu you used during the final match blew my mind."
"Thank you."
"Oh forgive my lack of manners. I'm Reimi by the way. Tenten-san, let me take those dresses and escort you to your room." Tenten handed over the garments.
"Thank you Reimi." She followed the associate to the fitting rooms, Tenten leaned in close to ask her a question.
"Can you do me a big favor?"
"Anything."
The brunette whispered in Reimi's ear. "My friend is really shy, we don't have places like this in our village. I don't want her to go home empty handed, so I was wondering if you can talk to her about buying something, like a toy or at least a good book."
"I'll try my best Tenten-san."
"Thank you so much!" She flashed Reimi a bright smile and closed the door soon after.
Reimi walked up to Hinata who was searching through the rack of clothes, still a little pink from embarrassment.
"Can I help you find something?"
"Um…no I was just looking."
"I noticed earlier that you were looking at our toy collection. "
"Oh… um." Old habits died hard, Hinata continued to stutter, her two index fingers tips tapped against each other. The platinum shine of her wedding band catches Reimi's eye.
"So how long have you been married?
A smile brightened the timid Uzumaki's face "About six months, next week."
"A newlywed, how exciting. You know, a lot of married couples own toys to have spice things up. Interested in getting one?" Reimi took a massive phallus formed device out of the display case. "We have a foot long special, with an adjustable 5-inch girth. We can have it customized and ready to ship by tomorrow."
Hinata's face turned to a fearsome shade of white as she covered her mouth from the shock. 'People actually buy that?' "No thank you….everything is just fine in our bedroom."
"Are you sure? We can make it do anything you want, it comes with detachable testicles with a realistic squeeze to them; We can create extra thick veins to increase the friction, put in a vibration device, for some shock factor. If you want, we can make it shoot a creamy fruit-flavor lube."
The poor girl was becoming more light-headed by the moment, was ready to hit the floor as Reimi continued with the disturbingly detailed description.
"Ummm….uh…that's..ok..I'm..not interested."
The sales girl quickly changed the subject, 'Tenten-san would not be please if she found out I scared her friend to death.'
"Hinata-san, I was told that you don't have sex shops in your village. It would be a good idea if you got something before you leave."
Her blood flow returned the color back to her face. "Well… I was looking around and I couldn't find a certain... (whispers)."
"Oh, we have those in the back. Was there a specific style you were looking for?"
"Do you have any about… (whispers)? Sometimes when we really get into it he (whispers)."
"Wow! He could do that?" Reimi's jaw was about to fall on the floor.
"Yeah, all night too! If I have the energy, I'll return the favor." Hinata jittered at the fact that she told a complete stranger about her intimate lifestyle and the idea of acting out those actions when Naruto came home provoked impure thoughts.
"You are so lucky being married to a shinobi! Come follow me to the back, I have a few ideas that he will certainly enjoy."
"Thank you Reimi!" A rosy glee flushed her cheeks again as she trailed behind the sales girl.
Moments later…
Hinata was about to knock on Tenten's door but she opened it before Hinata's knuckles struck it.
"How did those dresses work out for you?" Hinata asked.
"I'm only getting one of them." Tenten viewed Hinata's right hand holding a cotton candy pink plastic bag. "You bought something already?"
"Yup!" Hinata smiled confidently.
Tenten cocked an eyebrow. "What did you get?"
"A three-piece outfit and a few gifts for Naruto."
"Let me see!" Her hand reaching out towards the bag.
Hinata puts herbag behind her back. "I'll show you later."
Before Tenten paid for the dress at the check out counter, Hinata handed her a pink satin t-string with a strand of pearls across the back.
"This is so cute! Where did you find this?"
"On the sales rack, it matches your dress."
Tenten paid the clerk with her hard earned cash. Reimi wrapped the mini-dress in a gift box for protection.
"Excuse me Tenten-san, I was wondering if you could sign this before you go." She opened the recent issue of Shinobi International to the centerfold center. Hinata already signed her name in the center of her look-alike Rasengan. Tenten signed her name across her gleaming katana. The ladies stated their farewells and parted ways with Reimi.
The kunoichis were having a really good day. Last night, they celebrated their victory at the SVG Mansion, were treated like queens having breakfast in bed the next morning, had a flawless photo shoot, and enjoyed a mini shopping spree. As Tenten and Hinata walked back to the mansion, they basked in the sunlight, believing nothing in the world can go wrong, or so they thought.
A roll of thunder shook the ground of the busy city, yet there wasn't a dark cloud in sight.
The girls traced the sound behind them, but the street was completely empty. They knew something was off.
Hinata activated her bloodline ability. "BYAKUGAN!" The veins on her temples twitched.
"What is it Hinata-chan?"
"We need to run and fast!"
A stampeding crowd was heading straight for them, armed with markers and an issue of Shinobi International.
Yay! I finished another chapter. I hope the details of the toy wasn't too disturbing. I added it in for an extra laugh and shock factor. Poor Hinata, what did she buy for Naruto? Most of all, what is he capable of? How will the girls outrun their fanboys? What new technique did Sakura learn from her research mission? Find out next time.
BTW - Based on what I remember, I don't remember anyone using a phone in this show. If there are video games, and microwaves why not?