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"A FUCKING TITTY SPRINKLES!"

"How did a midget like you hit your head on the ceiling!?"

Uzumaki Naruto, 13 years old... and currently doing an under the table job to make himself some money. He was short, even for his age, standing at 145 cm tall, and he was overall on the runty side. Still, his blond hair was covered in paint and his blue eyes had a tear or two gathering at the corners... purely out of a physical response to hitting his nose against the ceiling of a room.

"Ladder fell... I landed on that and bounced..." Naruto rubbed his face, and he looked at the ceiling of the room that now had a smear in the general size of his face. He gave a death glare to the excersize trampoline that had been left out.

"Just get out of here before you ruin something... now we have to repaint that spot... you really are a screw up."

"Screw yourself."

"You're fired."

-Later-

'Okay... maybe I shouldn't have told him to screw himself.' Naruto looked at the small amount of money he had. He had done that work under the table, for some extra cash to help himself get by. Naruto scratched the back of his head in annoyance.

Why couldn't he have parents to look after him like every other kid his age?

Why couldn't he have been born with dark hair and dark eyes like the rest of the Japanese boys his age as well, because his looks only made the challenge of not having parents even harder. He hated that he inheritted the looks of parents who he had never met in his life, because if he had parents... at least he wouldn't be alone to suffer through his life like this. No, he had to look like a freaking foreigner, or worse... get treated like he was a problem for 'dyeing' his hair and wearing contacts.

Nope.

It was hard, but at the same time... it only made him want to work even harder.

"Heh."

'That's right... one day, I'm going to be the big boss of all of Japan. I'm going to make this whole nation look at me, and see me as the best there ever was.' Naruto had a dream, and that was a simple dream.

He wanted all of Japan to see him, to truly see him and understand him. He wanted every person he passed by on the street to be able to look at his face, remember it, and show him respect instead of scorn him as a problem child or a foreigner. Naruto unlocked his crappy apartment door, he would clean the graffiti off of it later.

Step 1: Be better than everyone else.
Step 2: Prove he was better than everyone else.
Step 3: Never let anyone surpass him, constantly improve himself.
Step 4: ?
Step 5: Rule over Japan.

Naruto grabbed a study guide and opened it up, before he started to study... while he did sit ups at the same time. If he wanted to be known as the best, he needed to attend the best school, and he needed to be better than everyone else at that school. He couldn't let anyone be better than him at anything, and to do that he needed to focus on studying and sports.

"Gonna study hard, then get himself into one of the 5 Legendary Schools... going to conquer every single club, and make everyone there recognize me." Naruto had a starting point, and it would start when he entered high school... in 2 years. He had 2 years to better himself, though he had been working on it for years now. Once he graduated, he would use the fact he excelled in a great high school to get into THE best college and do the same thing.

Prove himself to everyone there, and make a reputation for himself. He would win every tournament, participate in every sports team, become a champion in every team there could be in the college. He would allow his success to draw the news to him, he would become a household name... and that would be the start of it.

He was 1 boy, but he planned to do the work of 1000 boys... if he couldn't clone himself to do everything, he would work harder so that he could just do everything anyway.

-In Another Location-

"Ooooooh... this looks delicious."

A BIG woman spoke as she clapped her hands together in amusement when she saw the medium serving size of a bowl in front of her. She was TALL, even taller than all of the men standing around her. At 185 cm, she stood a head taller than the average Japanese adult male, and she had long blond hair that became green at the tips... and that wasn't all about her that was big... she had a small waist... but her hips were big... not to mention her thighs.

Then there was her breasts.

If you wrapped a rope around her chest, the rope would be longer than some children were tall. Each of her breasts were larger than her own head, and she had cleavage that could fit an actual watermelon in it... and still wrap around the watermelon enough that she could touch her breasts together.

She was the perfect example of a wet dream itself.

She was Quetzalcoatl... but everyone pretty much called her Lucoa for short, and she preferred it that way anyway. It saved time, and so many people just could not pronounce her name.

"On the house."

"Oh... really? Thank you!" Lucoa thanked the ramen stall owner, who gave her a free bowl as he STARED into her ample cleavage. His eyes were glued to her chest, and she was not one to turn down a free meal.

"No problem."

"Are you sure... is there any way... I can pay you." Lucoa teased the man, who become so amazingly flustered when she leaned her chest forward. Her breasts knocked the bowl of ramen into her own lap, and she pouted while standing up. She drew the attention of eyes around her, sighing to herself in some disappointment.

"Uh... uh... I... have to go to the back!"

"I better head home!" A business man next to her got up, when every part of her nipples became... not visible, but clearly you could tell their exactly size and shape... her shirt clung to her nips in a very clear way.

She teased them a bit too much.

Lucoa cleaned herself up with a snap of her fingers, before she just started to walk away.

She was kind of bored.

'It might be fun to visit Tohru and Kanna... but they are still settling in, better give them a few days before I visit... or wait until Tohru calls me and invites me.' Lucoa really didn't have anything she was doing. She was just visiting this world she was on because she wanted to spy on a friend of hers a little, there was no much that she could do, or was allowed to do.

By the way, she was not human.

She was a goddess... ex-goddess turned dragon, and she wasn't even from the world she was on. She was from a different dimension altogether, so she didn't even have a home to call her own, though she could easily go back to her own world.

"Move it."

"Oooooh... now that is a cutie." Lucoa watched as a young boy ran passed her. He had a book in one hand, a dumbbell in his other hand, and he was running at a speed a boy his age and size should not be able to run. 'Cute little whisker marks too... just like a little kitty or a fox.' Lucoa started to jog lightly after the boy.

She caught up to him in a moment.

He glared at her, and started ro run faster when he noticed her matching his pace.

'Giant woman... but I gotta... keep working harder.' Naruto thought when she caught up with him again, and he was going full speed at this point. He did his best to not be distracted by her, as he kept his mind focused on the book in one hand that he would switch to his other.

Huge.

'He's so small and adorable.'

'She's so huge, and big all over.' Naruto thought, before he jumped a fence and made his way down an alley. He kicked off of a wall, before he jumped from wall to wall upwards, ascending between the two buildings, before he landed on the roof. '... no way she kept up...' Naruto watched as she easily copied his motions and kept up with him. "She kept up." Naruto jumped across the alley onto the next building.

He needed to focus.

"Wow, you're so athletic... you know, if you train too hard when you're young, you can stunt your growth. Are those whisker marks scars, or birthmarks?" Lucoa asked Naruto as she followed him. She couldn't help but find herself insanely curious about him. She didn't smell dragon on him, and he seemed like he was from this world. She smelled something from him, but it wasn't a scent she was familiar with.

All things considered, she was impressed that a boy his size and age was capable of athletic feats this advanced.

"Huh?"

"That's okay though... so, cutie... do you have a name... maybe a home nearby. You know, I'm actually looking for a place to stay." Lucoa smiled wide, eyes still closed. The way she saw it, she was curious about the boy that passed by her. She wouldn't mind staying by his side for awhile.

Naruto glanced at her.

"What?"

"I need a place to stay... do you have a place for me?" Lucoa asked Naruto.

"Only if you can catch me!" Naruto jolted into action, deciding then and there that he would use this. He would avoid this dangerous woman like his life depended on it, using the bet as a way to get his adrenaline flowing and push his body beyond his limits. He put a good distance between him and the woman.

...

Moments later.

"I caught you."

"Eh?" Naruto muttered in surprise when he dropped everything he was holding, and all he could see was darkness. His face was surrounded, his entire head, was surrounded by a soft heat.

Wait, did she catch him?

HOW!?

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