As Naruto leaned on his elbows to oogle at Sakura with her date, he finally remembered to check on his wife. When his bright blue eyes looked over at Hinata, his wife was red in the face. Immediately he sat up; it was no secret Hinata would only get so red for him so seeing her in such a state, peaked his curiosity. Now, her blushes weren't so light, and as she sat in the sex transformation jutsu, the look on her face was pure desire.

His eyes traveled from her face to her groin, some what jealous of her having eyes for another woman since he was one at the moment. But the suit she wore was fitting and heavy in the groin area, so he wasn't able to see if she had an erection. Her expression and reaction to this woman was still tantalizing.

Naruto looked up to see just who Hinata was looking at.

"Tenten?" He said aloud.

Hinata came to and turned to her husband. She seemed a bit guilty for gawking over another woman but since Naruto spent his time eating ramen and gawking over Sakura, one could say it was a loose trade. Still, his eyes furrowed and he puffed out his cheeks, even placed one hand on his hip. How he managed to not soil his dress with ramen broth was another mystery, his wife pondered to herself.

Over by the lavish long food table, Tenten made her way eyeing all the delicious delicacies of the night. Extremely disappointed by the lack of ramen, it would seem someone ate it all, but since Tenten was aware Naruto was there, it was difficult for her to not come to the conclusion on who consumed all of the ramen. It was then she was to settle on something else when she accidently bumped into a stranger.

The man was tall, lean, obviously a Hyuga but his face was red. So red Tenten couldn't help, but think of Hinata when they were younger. Both Tenten and the man had a little sweat drop near their cheeks. He stared at her and it was beginning to make her uncomfortable.

"Ano..."

Hinata widen her eyes and figured she should say something.

"Hmm," Tenten started. "You're with Naruto for the evening. Are you a cousin of Hinata?"

Hinata laughed a bit. Tenten could be a bit clueless at times. She simply nodded her head and gulped, hoping her temperature would calm down. The way she felt over Tenten this moment was what she felt like when as a woman concerning Naruto. It was fascinating to see how one's attraction changed just by the simple change of their sex.

"Anyway, I was hoping for some ramen but I guess that's not happening." Tenten began to sulk and puff out her left cheek.

Hinata smiled and placed her hand on the small of Tenten's back, making the brunette blush.

"There's no ramen but there is pho. I highly recommended it." Hinata took a bowl from the table and began to use tongs to pick up the soaked in shrimp broth noodles. She placed the noodles in the blue porcelain bowl followed by vegetables then finally the broth. Once done, she handed the bowl to Tenten along with a pair of chop sticks.

"Are you here with a date?" Hinata asked, more frank as a man. She waved toward her table as Tenten shook her head no to having a date. Still, Hinata could feel eyes watching her, and she hated to make an enemy in such a way, but with Tenten's slim figure, her tight bright brown dress hugging her features, her bosoms held up right and her tone ass perfectly shaped, Hinata was smitten. And the Hyuga didn't dare to look up at the glass ceiling. She had no desire to meet Temari's eyes as she guided Tenten back to her dining area.

Temari slumped down on the roof of the dome shaped building. Her dark blue suit matched with the gages she had in her ears. She sighed and eventually stood up, and jumped two hundred or so feet below to land near Sakura, who was straightening her tie.

"Her wounds have healed, just so you know," the pink haired 'man' said to her friend. It was the only time Sakura interacted with Tenten. Although the restraining order was for Temari, Sakura also abided by it as well except at the hospital. Before she was to tell Temari about the recent intel she just received, she wanted to know one thing. "Did you see Ino?"

At the corner of her eye, Sakura could see Temari nod her head. She wanted to ask more questions like what she was wearing, was she smiling, did she look happy but Sakura had to focus on her mission. She stuffed her hands in her pants.

"Over by the garden maze, two men were discussing the route the smugglers use to take the drugs from the west to east. One of the men left to go toward the fountain to meet an escort. The other is still at the maze." Sakura continued. "Go to the fountain to listen in and I'll go to the maze. Get to know these men, and let us build a rapport."

The two of them split up, both doing their best to keep their minds open yet preoccupied, and sulking with the thoughts of the women they dare to not even be seen one foot near. But her thoughts became a cloud of smoke only for her to realize the smoke was authentic. The source was the man from earlier. He seemed to be in his early forties, smoking a pipe, but he was a native of Konoha just like the man Temari went to examine and ease drop on.

"Ahhh, Haruno Kura. Sit, sit." He patted the space on the bench next to him and exhaled the smoke of his pipe, making small donuts. Sakura sat next to him, and denied his pipe when he offered. "Too bad you won't be playing for Konoha all because of some bitch."

Sakura instantly glared at the man for speaking so ill yet so frank of Ino.

The garden maze was beautiful and serene. Ino would love it out there, for there were numerous species of flowers and even Sakura wondered if Ino would know them all. There were hedges there, bushes there, trees tall and wide as a three story house. She was sure the day time was even more breathtaking. Then all of a sudden, Sakura felt a stinging sensation between her legs. When she looked down, his hands were grabbing her cock and squeezing hard. Sakura quickly stood up, face a flush and angry.

"Tsk, relax," he said calmly, taking another puff of his pipe.

Sakura quickly stood up, pushed his hand away but lost her footing. She stumbled back only to be caught by Temari. Praise was about to spill from her mouth until she caught sight of a young man she saw leave to the fountain with the escort.

"Oh wow...no way! Running into Mari then Kura." He slapped his cheeks, balled his fist up, and practically jumped on the tip of his toes at seeing his two favorite scrimmage, unsigned basketball players. He wore a dark suit with a blue tie. His hair was jet black and slicked back with holding gel. He bowed to Sakura then took her hand, shaking it with such rigor with a slight blush to his cheeks.

Temari stepped beside Sakura, and the young man stepped back to stand besides the old geezer smoking the pipe.

"It's too bad you two didn't make the draft-"

"Women will do that," the old man said. He flicked his pipe and stood up, stretching himself. He glared at the two 'men' before him and smirked. "Why not release their names? They'll be doxxed and-"

"No," Temari interrupted, balling her fist. She was willing to admit since she had matured in the past weeks, to realize Tenten and Ino were only put in that situation because of them. Them and their ego, their pride, and odd fascinating with strength.

The man bowed his head. He looked at the young man beside him and with a simple nod, the two men walked off. Of course not without the young man wanting to take a couple of selfies with them, and nearly pouting for having to leave. Once they were out of sight, Sakura and Temari glared into the distance. They could see the chakra illuminating from the old man. His pipe filled with a substance neither woman was familiar with but could faintly smell the taste of. They could see the man's muscles pulsating with each inhale to the pipe, his veins protruding in his hands and neck, his pulse racing. He was consuming the drug right before them!

Both sat on the bench as the evening wore on. Sakura believing she should get back to her date, stood up. She looked at Temari who was flipping a small white pill in her hand. Come to find out, the young man name Zaneko gave her two pain killers, neither she had consumed when she faked an injury before him.

Sakura held out her hand, and a bit stunned, Temari caught the pill in her hand. She slowly extended her hand and placed the pill in Sakura's palm.

Sakura had to weight the pros and cons of taking the pill herself to see what would happen versus giving it to Temari. With another sigh escaping her lips, she held the pill in front of her then popped it in her mouth.

At first she didn't feel anything but soon she felt the heat rising in her body. Her hands began to shake, and her forehead became moist because of her sweat glands opening. She felt aroused and anxious, and had the desire to scratch all over herself. Then she felt herself leaning back-

Temari watched Sakura land on the ground with a thud. Immediately, the jonin turned Sakura on her side, not sure what to do as she went through this episode.

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Author's Note: Normally I update the first of the month when a chapter is due. August was quite busy though. September will be quite hectic as well. Next update, November 2022!