Chapter 5 Pretentious And Confessions

Previously, Amena committed an action which was forgotten by Naruto and Iruka revealed The HIstory evolving The Nine Paradigms. Meanwhile, an unknown Shinobi request to be back in commission from the Hokage. Both Naruto and Amena went to the department store and the unlucky blonde discovered the consequences of shopping with a female. They then stopped by Ichiraku and Amena introduced herself to the well-known chefs. However, unbeknownst to the males in this story, they have no clue or sensed the tension between the Chef's daughter and The Sword Shaman. They had a sharp intelligent argument but was dismissed when Amena discovers the body of her friend lay wasted.

In the shadows of the horrific incident, a shadow looms within the darkness who seems to be merely observing the bloody scene of an incapacitated blonde being held up by a black haired female. She placed his arm around her neck and with a bend of her knees, she escaped the scene in a second leaving the concerned bystanders in the vicinity confused. The figure scowled then stashed away its bloodied delicate gloves to the trash and desert the darkness in a moment's notice.

Hokage's quarters

"Welcome to Konohagakure, I've been expecting you. I hope your stay here was satisfactory." The person The Hokage addressed kept his nose high and mighty to the ceiling, clad in a royal getup which accommodates to his superior status.

"Hmph. Same to you, Sandaime. Let's skip the formalities and down to business. There's a person of interest we need to discuss." He implied in a cold tone earning a nod from the Hokage as he gestured from him to be seated.

"Very well, Sasuke-san." Uchiha Sasuke, Representative of the Uchiha Clan, Crowned Prince of the Capitol, Commander of The Thousand Army, Wielder Of The Three Paradigms, sat before the Declared Ruler Of the Leaf Village. Sarutobi Hiruzen begins his question in a formal tone. "What importance does this person have for you?"

Sasuke glanced apathetically then speaks with authority and interest. "This person is a wanderer, wielding the power prohibited to mortal men, and the ability to fully command the grand power to its fullest extent."

Hiruzen groaned. "The man you speak of is Jiraiya Of the Legendary Sannin. What do you want with him?"

"His influence." Sasuke declared which earns a deceitful hidden look from the Hokage. "His teachings, his experiences. I want him to train me to my fullest potential for my significance over the Five Kingdoms." He is indisputably renown but his satisfaction never reached its pique. He wanted more than he could ever swallow.

"What benefit will it bring? Sasuke-san." The Sarutobi inquired. "You are powerful as you are and gaining more will bring disruptive outcomes to the future of the world. The Five Kingdoms had made an agreement to condemn this act of superiority. If broken, The Five Kingdoms and all The Other, will once again dragged into stage of war. Do not forget if the wielder commits treason over the other, one will be stripped of all social and political status and thrown to the Blood Prison." Hiruzen warned factually earning an unfazed stare from Sasuke.

"Hmph. As much as gaining another tail is intriguing, I'm not interested in mixing with political affairs. All I ask is for Jiraiya to train me to and all that is to be. Have you forgotten the debt the needs to be paid?" Sasuke questioned sharply persuading the Hokage to oblige upon his upscale request.

Hiruzen rubs his cold hands and intertwined his fingers. "I'm afraid that won't be happening anytime soon. Jiraiya-san works in his own way, in his own time. Even if you kindly request personally, his obligation is of limited value to certain areas for his own good reasons. To be clear, I am not his representative nor a courier to his stead." Hiruken forced back a breath and maintains his posture. "While I'm fully aware of the situation we faced in the past, the partnership restricts the leverage you demand unless an exception can be made. You might think yourself as a deputy to the contract but you are not the man to its creation."

Sasuke smirks smugly. "Though you are old and frail, you speak with the end in mind, Hokage-sama. Looked up by the village as the great leader of its time. However, you are seated before the Prince of The Capitol. Mortal men like me deserves better jurisdiction than you. I stand at the top of the pyramid of this village, which in fact, raises more questions of your resistive tone." Hiruzen narrowed his eyes and grit his teeth unknowingly. "Know your place, Hokage-sama."

The Hokage kept his expression neutral in order to keep things civil. "To be clear, you should never ask anyone for anything. Never-and especially from those who are more powerful than yourself. I have no obligation to allow you to take control over my people. You are in no state of holding authority over this village, not Jiraiya and definitely not me. I have the right to deny you. You can tell this to Lord Hiro of the words I utter. Now, leave me."

Sasuke sucked his teeth and stood up sneering down on him. "That's unfortunate. You'll regret this. My men will track Jiraiya down even if it means going to the farthest land. Lord Hiro will acknowledge my consent and justice will succumb upon you. Farewell." The impudent brat left his quarters and a tense silence came over. Hiruzen sighs and lit up his weed to gain an ease of mind for he was too old to care. He not know how this will lead to and not know how it will end. Seems like there won't be a happy ending.

"They don't have to go that far. Hiding in plain sight is the best way to keep your presence low." A rugged voice sound off by a white-haired white haired man relaxing on the windowsill. He grinned and folded his arms.

Hiruzen let out a wry smile puffing out a trail of smoke. "You stand out too well, Jiraiya. What news do you bring?"

As Uchiha Sasuke walked into the lobby, he is met by a pink haired female whose figure would allure to the common men. Sasuke peered to her and scowled in distaste as she hangs her head in contempt. "I sensed indifferent. It seems it was unwise of me to tasked you for this mission, Sakura."

She reigns over her shame and plead to him with moisture filling up at the corner of her eyes. "NO! I will complete my mission if it pleases you! I will obtain the power to meet your demands-Sasuke-sama!"

Sasuke frowns and eyed her wickedly. "If you are so keen to satisfy me, I'd rather see you stripped naked in the mud. Cocks pumping down your holes till you bleed. Hordes of dogs fucking you dead in the streets and maybe I'll let the horses do whatever they like. Maybe then I'll consider for marriage, don't you think it'll suffice?" He pompously spout to her pulling his face away.

Her breath hitched, bashing her stare to the floor. "If it pays the debt, Your Grace-I-I will!" Her words reached deaf ears as the prince left through the door accompanied by his bodyguards. The doors creaked close and her fist bled blood through her fingers.

"Lead me to the orphanage." The Prince ordered leaving the Haruno to wept on her own demise.

"If it eases you Lady Sakura, don't let your cup of tea be mixed with undesirable additives. It is distasteful." The prince's counselor advised her with his lone eye gazing in sympathy.

Sakura shook her head as she wept her tears with a napkin given by the counselor. "Thank you, Kakashi-san. I'll be taking my leave." Her head bowed to him and she left the building, leaving the silver-haired man to wonder-what does the future have in store?

Amena kicked the door off its hinges with the bleeding blonde hanging by her neck as she then gently places him on the floor of the living room. She swore to him she will be back and scour for medical supplies. She ravaged through the kitchen drawers searching for what she need and hastily runs back to the living room with a dusty red pack. As she turns to the corner, her breath hitched and eyes widen upon seeing a group of shady dressed men surrounding Naruto. She dropped the pack and they glanced over their shoulders as Amena reached for her blade glaring at them in sheer hostility.

"Who are you?! Get away from him!" She furiously demanded gripping the handle stiffly, her single-tomoed sharingan blazing in fury. No answer was given and she was about to dispose off the intruders but then- they held up their hands and kneeled to the floor. As they kneeled, a muscular aged man hidden by his suit came into view. His expression was solemn and so were the others.

"No need for hostility, young lady." He grouchily said as he stood over Naruto.

"It is her, Big Boss! She is his friend!" One of his men proclaimed and Amena glanced towards him, she was shocked because he was the drunken men she confronted several weeks before.

Her grip tightens as she pointed the tip to the aged man. "Are you here to finish the job?! I ask again! Who are you people?!"

Unexpectedly, the man-without hesitation-bows his head and kneel before her. "We are his family."

His feet sank in the shallow water of a dreary and gloomy hallway. The water glows ominously for it was only his source of light to illuminate the darkened, grimy path. Down he look and saw not a single shred of light. Down he look-he could not see his reflection. He glanced side to side, the droplets of the gunked pipes matched his heartbeat-calm and steady but a sense of dread crawls up his spine. Down the path ahead, something was calling out to him-something heinous-something wicked. Though his knees are weak and arms heavy, he wades forward through the water, and every step he had taken-a sinking feeling was itching in his heart.

He had no clue where he was going. His teeth was gritting and his body trembling-he is scared. Suddenly, an animalistic roar grieves his ears and he was forced to kneel as the sound reverberate through the pipes. Naruto screamed-holding his head excruciatingly to whenever it may last. Hours followed by as the arduous echo dwindles down and the blonde found himself ears first in the shallow. He shook his head-it felt like he was in a trance. For whatever it may seemed, he continues on marching. No mind of turning back. It felt like hours on end when he finally reached for what he thought was his own demise.

Huge double steel doors took the length of the hallway. The chains were rusted and cracks were visible. He took a step back-they were screaming to be opened. To be unlocked. The Uzumaki sensed the wicked oddity behind-calling out for him-screaming his name from the back of his mind. He held up his hand, his fingers crosses the rough steel surface but-when his fingers touched the crack, his mind exploded into a million pieces. A wave of unimaginable pain coursed through his veins as he releases a voiceless scream, gaping in pure terror. His mind was throbbing-knees tremble water. He-was-tearing-blood. Black fluid oozes out of his nose and when he finally came to his senses, his throat drowned in his own blood. He gargled, punching his belly in a fatal position. He coughed violently, grasping the pipe for support-desperately clinging to dear life.

"GA-RGH(gasp)...?!"

He diverts his eyes down the hallway when his ears picked an audible sound of water. From the depths came a ripple, followed by another-then another. The luminous water below sickened into the bleakest of black, light consumed by darkness. He glanced to the vibrating pipes and back to the hallway as the echo of rushing water blew past his ears. He closed his eyes hoping for the best-cold and alone as the abyss washed over him like an endless tsunami.

Amena carefully placed a wet towel over the blonde's forehead in order to regulate his excessive temperature which went as high as 58 degrees celsius. So the raven haired watched in sympathy. Listening to his ragged breaths, his coughing, his whimpering. She could only hope for the best as she-they-had done whatever possible to keep him alive. Something was tugging her pants and she peeked down only to discover it was his hand, clinging to her. She took his warm hand, tenderly rubbing circles with her thumb. His tremble diminished, as it eases upon her soft grasp.

"Strong lad, isn't he?" The aged man mused looking down at him emphatically which earned a wistful nod. "The last time I saw him like this, he had an axe buried into his skull." He wanted to laugh but knowing the state of the girl across, he reconsidered. "Fell down a pit and pierced by bamboos. Horrific sight...it was. We almost left him there like a wasted corpse...then he breathed. Blasted boy almost gave me a heart attack. Was doing a simple getaway job alone, got a lance straight through his heart...but his eyes were bright as day...Reckless boy, years passed and he still wouldn't listen. We recovered whatever we could... " He hovered his hand over the blonde's heart. "...except here."

"-?" Amena gave him a curious yet somber gaze.

The aged man curved a small smile. "He wasn't always brought up by us, you see. I found him in a dumpster, crying and wailing and smelly. 4 years old...I recall. Clean him up and sent him to the orphan's house. Got adopted not long after and I saw the smile...sweet and joyful it was." His smile lost its weight and his eyes filled with sorrow. "I knew the parents well, asking how the little boy fair...happy he was. Three years later, they were found butchered in their sleep. Limbs and testicles hanged the hallway. Boy was unhurt and fingers were pointed at him for manslaughter. Little lad shouldn't have gone through it...scared and petrified he was." He breathed in and sighed exasperatedly. "...something whispered to me...give this boy another chance." He chuckled lightly. "I don't know how we did it...raising this boy in a house of Yakuzas couldn't possibly yearn for better results. For what it's worth, we were glad we took him in."

Amena muttered reflectively as she massages the blonde's hand. "Is that why he left? Because he grew up?"

The Boss shook his head. "We lack any knowledge of his agenda for leaving. The house claim no vow for loyalty and we let him be. Free to do whatever he wishes-But...His wish to be alone could not mend his broken heart. Now…" He stood up along with his men earning a curious gaze from Amena. "...we've overstayed our welcome. Farewell, m'lady."

Before they could leave through the door, Amena calls out to them. "Wait! Who are you people?"

They proudly smirked and turned towards her with their chests pumped. "We are the flower which blooms in the dark. We forsake light so others may relish it. We are men of Black Lotus!"

Jiraiya drank the wine wistfully, swallowing its content washing down his tummy and sighs in satisfaction, easing in relief. "Days of the Past doesn't do justice to differentiate today. Coups, slavery, rebellions. When will it ever change...?" He drank a mouthful of red wine gazing sourly at the ceiling. "-so tired." During his trip, his eyes were opened to the plight of a continent and its people.

"Even after the war is ceased, battle rages on." Hiruzen mused as he browsed through the unsurprising reports laid out on his table. "Kiri purges the 'unclean'. Suna scorches to favours of war. Iwa craves for surpreme power and Imperialism. Kumo 'walled' the country. Konoha stands in the sidelines of a wildfire. Doesn't seems like anything can astound me anymore...Grrrraaah." Hiruzen grumbled pouring himself a wine and swiveled the chair facing the window.

Jiraiya stared at his back pondering his doubt towards the Kage. "You're stale, Sensei. The people loves you but when the time comes, they can't look up to you as the vanguard whom will keep the fire blazing."

His stare over the village grew faint as he rubs the strain on his neck. "I take no offense for underestimation, Jiraiya. I love this village too much and so do others-in whatever power they harvest and in whatever morals they flourish, does defending the village has any meaning without its king?" When the tree is reduced to a stump, what of the bark and branches? Can it grow to its former glory? Or relish its seeds to anew its journey. He believes life will find a way.

"Home is where the heart is…" The sage watched the liquid swirling in his glass grunting an old cliche. "...home is where the war is." Silence took over the room and creaks of the late night bugs screeches with the trees. "How's Uzumaki Naruto fair?"

The Hokage curved his lips mildly and swivels the chair back to his guest. "Troubled lad, couldn't get a good night's sleep for many years...Until she came...or so they say."

Jiraiya grinned pervertedly with a drunken howl. "Hehehehe...did he finally get his balls deep?"

Hiruzen chuckled rubbing the bridge of his eyebrow. "That's crude of you Jiraiya...I wish." The Hokage took a folder off the drawer and granted it to the table earning a spectacle look. "The Rairon Organization serves the Kingdoms well and I figured the expectations may well be delivered thoroughly."

"You?" He raised a skeptical brow.

"Yes me-including you." He flips through the folder and plucked a profile of a certain raven haired Uchiha. "She's well equipped and sharp. Though her Sharingan is yet to fully mature, her current abilities are sufficient to tame the lad from recklessness."

Jiraiya scanned through the profile keenly and gave a resolving glance. "She's an Uchiha. We all know what happens when an Uchiha gets too close to the throne of power. They have deep desires, no?"

The Sarutobi bridged his fingers as he mused conclusively. "Many see this boy as a poor bastard merely carrying a prestigious name. The Uchihas washed the history in blood and violence-changed history and acknowledged for nobility. May be a mixed but I see this as a solution rather than an opportunity, though I don't have many plans for it."

The Sage chuckled lightly stashing the profile away. "I don't question your honorable judgement but…" He leaned back against the chair after hearing a good news for once. "...we'll see how this goes."

"What are you going to do about Sasuke?"

Jiraiya bolts up laughing boisterously. "Ha-! Prince charming can whore himself finding me! Like I'll train that little prick to the bones...as if he have any." He picked up the wine pouring a whole glass for two. "He's not worth my time."

The King grinned clanging glass with his disciple. "Good to know…"

Next day

The whiskered blonde blinked rapidly being awakened by the rays of the morning sun peeking through the blinds. His chest wrapped in a soft blanket and head moisturized by wet cloth. "She's done it again…" He muttered softly as he sat upright and the call for breakfast reached his nose. "What's she cookin?"

Before he stepped into the kitchen, there she was frying up for the morning's beginning. Shorts and pink apron over a black top. She had her hair tied to a ponytail which shines her simply glamorous features. It is what he sees every morning. It is for what he woke up every morning. As he sat, he noticed she was deep in thought-staring expressionlessly at her over-fried cooking.

"Amena-chan?"

Her body stiffens when she realized her pan was set ablaze. She immediately tossed it to the sink before turning on the tap, washing the failure in a shrieking whizzle. "Ow!" She shrieked in pain grasping her wrist and Naruto immediately was before her in a glimpse. He turns her wrist to find her palm blistered and glowing-washing his eyes in empathy. He sighed and tug her along with him.

"Come on…"

While Naruto engaged himself in soothing her palm with a damped towel, she watches longingly and was transported to the night they met. Naruto glanced to her noticing a faint smile with a red tinge on her cheeks and asks. "A penny for your thoughts?"

She blushes timidly and looked to him. "Oh? Well...Can I ask you a question?"

He shrugged as he gently tends to the wound. "Thought paid, go ahead."

"How do you love a person?"

Unexpected was an understatement but it certainly surprised him. "Hmm~? How do you love someone?" He hummed in thought then after a few minutes, he earnestly rubs ointment on her wound though she twitches more often than not. "My mother was gentle-fierce but gentle. Her cooking was to die for, love 'em really much. Father may hit me but she hits harder." He chuckled solemnly and continued. "He's a pathetic bastard, comes home every night drunk and beat me to a pulp. I counted teeth. I remembered Mother whacked him across the room then slapped me into bed-Heh!" They shared a small laugh and Naruto looked distant as he rubs her palm softly. "The family was in debt...Times were troubled. I overheard men spoke of selling us out to the mines. Father burst like a wild animal and trashed them. The decision was clear and the Family decided to sell all that is preciously unneeded. It was enough for dish to be served on the wooden table to last several months. All was left was an empty house. Hm-He may be pathetic but he had dignity...How do you love someone?" He pondered the thought as Amena could feel the soothing gentleness the way he grasped her hand.

They looked into each other's eyes as long as they could until Naruto lost focus and glanced back down-answering from the heart. "You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not." Amena smiles and Naruto scratched his whiskers grinning in embarassment. "Hehehe! I don't know what I'm talking about! This is such a wei-!"

Her other palm held his relieving all of his doubts. "That's okay. I think I finally understand."

"Y-you sure?"

"Mm-hm." She curtly nodded with a reassuring smile as Naruto smiled nervously. Though he was curious to know why she asked, he figured it is better let it go for now. But he could have sworn he saw a glimpse of something rather sour. He pushed it at the back of his mind and continues dressing her palm.

"So? Did you remember anything before I found you wasted?" Amena inquired and winced in pain when Naruto accidentally pressed a swollen area. "Ow! Careful with that!"

Naruto shrugged it off as he muses. "Pink...Pink, it's all I can remember. I blacked out as soon as I bled to a point I nearly met death itself."

Amena blew a strand of hair over her forehead as it sways gently. "Phew. I've seen you dead twice. Should I accept it as a norm?"

Naruto chuckled with a little bit of dark humor. "It's easy to accept it once it haunts you every slumber for almost all your life."

Ding

Dong

Ding

Dong

The doorbell rang and Naruto halt midway of the process. "I'll get it." He felt reluctant leaving her but he saw it enough as an excuse to fetch the door. As he turn towards the doorway, he was met by a baffling surprise. "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE DOOR?!" Amena could hear the slap on his forehead as she bashfully looked down in embarrassment. Naruto walked over the torn down door and glanced down the corridors to find no one but an envelope on the doormat. He whistled as he picks it up. "Woah, when was the last time I got a letter?" Naruto wondered walking back to the kitchen. "Tenten, Ayame, and some other girls too. But they said they were obligation letters...wish I know what they meant." Naruto muttered and sat before the curious Uchiha.

"What is it?"

He had an dull look as he places it on the table. "Don't know. Don't care." He wanted to continue but she interrupts him when she saw the envelope.

"Wait! That's a royal seal!" The red waxed seal had a crown surrounded by three tomoes in a diagonal pattern. She unsealed it and read the content. Naruto watched with a tiresome look as she had a mix of surprise and confusion. "It's a party invitation."

"An invitation? For what?"

She rolled his eyes. "A 'party' no duh." She scanned the letter from bottom to all sides with a perplexed look. "It seems the sender didn't write down the name but it did mention the address. Golden Branch Street 69, house 34."

Naruto snickered childishly covering his mouth. "Hehehe...69, 34. Sounds like an interesting place for a pimp." She gave him a hard stare with a pouty look and he apologizes. "Sorry. I know where that is. Residents for the loyals and nobility for the pricks. Cleanest place for a piss in the village before the Hokage residence."

She let him continue her dressing and eyed him with an expected brow. "So? Are you gonna comply?" To receive a letter from a loyal figure is a force to reckon with but to be given after such a dilemma is very suspicious to say the least. Though she have a vague idea whom the writer was and would go there herself, but the invitation is solely for Naruto and a partner.

Naruto tied the knot concluding the completion with a satisfied look then pondered a thought as he packs up the medical kit. "Hmm...I'll need a little more thinking." Naruto wondered as he scratches his chin, for he have to go through a methodical way of thinking to finalise his decision.

They went to the academy, they stayed through the class, they broke through recess, he pissed in a sizzle while she waits, class ended and they were walking home in a breeze.

"So?" Amena voiced out in demand though she was baffled by his tedious forethought.

Naruto cornered his eyes to her and pocketed his hands. "So? So what?"

A twitch bulged her forehead as she restrained herself from clawing him in bloody massacre. Amena gave him a hard glare before pressing her tone to bury her ever growing fury. "The party."

Naruto snickers and widens his mouth which mimics his seemingly surprised expression. "It amuses me seeing you mad. As for the party? Nope, not going." He shook his head with a conforming gesture as he walks over the gravel path.

"Why not?"

Naruto frowned holding up his fingers. "First of all, they didn't indicate the time, it was last minute and it's stupid. Why would I go to a party of a person who lacks promising invitation know-how and what reason am I expected to follow? Does the person expects me to encrypt the letter? Sounds stupid-tedious and not worth my trouble." He sighed and pockets his hands bearing his eyes at her. "It's something I'd rather not bother. I almost died and you almost crisped your hand. We are in a constant dilemma which means we are in no state of abiding the invitation. It's a no brainer talk but I can't care as much as you do."

Amena wasn't disappointed but she didn't expect that at all-no wonder it took him that long to say it. She folded her arms beneath her cleavage and shouldered his chest receiving an 'oof'. "You're such a downer. No wonder you never had a girlfriend." She said it with a straight face as he gapes in awestruck for it was a surprise blow to his pride.

Naruto clenched his heart dramatically mimicking a man who almost got his pride torn away. "Y-you did not just say that! WHY THE LORD HAS FORSAKEN ME?!" Naruto cried out kneeling to the ground, his hands sprawled to the sky which earns many odd looks from passerbyes. "IT HURTS SO BAaaAAD!"

Amena pretended she did not know him and bashes her face away from embarrassment. She haste to the corner leaving Naruto in a quandary for whatever reasons. As he preaches, a girl with long black hair ran past behind him. In a sense, time slowed down, her giggle went muffled, a sense of nostalgia wavers over his head. Naruto twists back but she disappeared before he could even utter a single word. "Wait-?!" He uttered to the air for he was mystified by her enigmatic presence. "Why does this scent seems so familiar?" He pondered, dwell over his mind for an answer, drops his shoulders dejectedly.

Amena tugged his jacket which made him jump defensively. "Sorry, I'm hungry." She bashfully looks away as her stomach trembles in discomfort. That's right, they didn't have breakfast. Naruto sighed in relief and tugged her wrist along with him.

"To Ichiraku's!"

Later

Naruto impassively watches Amena using her chopsticks helplessly without her dominant hand. It grinds along her fingers but her grip was fidgety to a point it drips into the bowels of her food. She hit the tabletop in annoyance and yelped in pain as the pain begins anew. She softly held her delicate hand with a pouty soft look on her face which swayed Naruto to really say something.

"Are you trying to make me feel bad for you?" It was deliberate but he just had to say it.

"Hmph!" Amena turns her head away in annoyance signalling the obvious. "Who was it that whimpers in his bed like a baby just because he had nightmares? And who was the one that haaad to wake you up?" She gave him a hard stare as Naruto mutters.

"I didn't ask you to." He felt bad saying it but unbeknownst to him, he will regret it sooner or later.

"OOOOoooo~! Is that how you thank me?"

Teuchi watched as the girl barrages questions and times of how he was supposed to be grateful for her. Naruto squirms in his seat but every word he utters will result in a really severe backlash. Amena continues to complain and complain in sheer detail and Naruto tried his best to counter them with a raised voice. He really did. He felt like a fool for it. It was another biggest mistake. A tempered men loses when the women is as witty.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Teuchi laughed as the two stops arguing like an old married couple. He had the widest grin claiming his hands on his hips. "You two reminds me of how my wife tore me down with every word she utters." His notion caused the two to glance away. "It felt like a battle everyday which I always lose. HAHAHAHA!" Teuchi leaned down towards Naruto's ear which he awkwardly backs away. "Just do it, lad. I know you want to." He whispered privately ending it by motioning his head to Amena.

A bead of sweat trailed down his forehead as he glance to the girl who was sulking at her ramen. Teuchi backs away and Naruto hesitantly calls out to his eating-partner. "Amena-chan."

"What?" She turns to him in a brooding manner but it was immediately washed away when Naruto held the chopsticks with a chop full of noodles to her.

"Eat. You're gonna starve to death." He had a red tinge on his cheeks and her expression softens. This is a new sight for her even though he had touched her hands but they weren't intimate in any way. But- "Come on. My hands are heavy." He motioned it exasperatedly but when she moves closer, he was prepared for it.

"Tch, fine." She scarfed her bangs behind her ear and leans down with her mouth opened. Naruto sweats while keeping his face passive, she blew away the steam delicately and brought her mouth into the chopsticks. She sips in the noodle onto her tongue and swallows them-the sipping noises almost made Naruto lost it! She backs away and smiles sweetly. "More please." She politely request and Naruto obliges. This continued for several minutes until they got comfortable to a point they didn't found it embarrassing at all, to Naruto at the most.

As he fed, he turns to the Chef. "Oh yeah, I never met your wife."

Teuchi shook his head retaining an honest smile. "She's in a much better place now."

Naruto wanted someone to stab the guilt in his heart right now as Amena shook her head lightly even though she knew it was expected. 'Me and my big mouth.'

Teuchi comfort him by grasping his shoulder in the manliest way. "Gah! Cheer up, lad! She'd given me the best gift before her parting. You two might as well spend your time making love in bed!" Their reactions were the best he had ever gotten. "HAHAHA-Just kidding! Now, you two quickly finish up your food. Without Ayame-chan, the store had to close early. Come on, giddy up!"

Night

"Seriously?!" Amena gawked in disbelief as he continues his story with a shit-eating grin.

Kid Naruto gave her a thumbs up. "Yup, a thumbtack! I really hated this kid for bullying me. I had it. So, before class started, during lunch, I put a thumbtack on her chair. When she came to class, she sat down and shrieked, it was godly earth shattering! I laughed and she never believed it was me. Heh heh..she moved out a few days later. Those Hyuuga kids always need a lesson or two..."

Amena cringed and snickers turning away her laughter. "Ouch! That reminds me! I had a roommate who needlessly kept stealing my undies. One night, in the midst of the darkness, I snuck up behind her and pulled down (her) underwear. That wasn't the best part, she had a permanent ugly mark on that buttcheek! Oh god her shriek was the bomb!."

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She shouldered his chest playfully. "Stop giving me that! Anyway, we forgive and forget and became good friends."

Naruto snickered sarcastically giving a disbelieving look. "I find that hard to believe. Of all the friendships I've seen among girls, they'll eventually become mortal enemies 'till their dying breaths. It's ridiculous." He shook his head disappointingly which earns a brow.

"Really? But we did forgive and forget."

He gives her the look of 'I'm not buying it' and peered close to her. "...but you didn't forget." He teased her and she bashfully looks away.

"So what? She started it!" Amena proclaimed which gave Naruto the signal to point accusingly.

"Ah-ha! See what I mean? Enemies to the death!" He had the pleasure to feel right as it compliments his satisfaction.

She puffed her cheeks and folded her arms. "Whatever, it's not like she remembers."

"Oh I remember it clear as day, my dear." They stiffened when a female's disembodied voice spoke devilishly amongst the trees. "So it was you who gave the godly stain! It aggravates me upon every glimpse."

"Who that?" Naruto puzzled around charging his eyes around on every stump and bush.

Amena had a look of remembrance as she recalls the voice in the echo. "Wait...Ki-?!"

"NOW I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE!"

"-?!"

"Look out!"

Suddenly, Amena tugged Naruto's jacket to the side when an blazing blue metallic arrow almost pierced his ass which went through several stump of trees. "OH KAMI! WHAT WAS THAT?!" He frighteningly shrieked as he felt a phantom pain coursing throughout his buttocks.

Amena grasped onto Murasame's handle standing over Naruto in a protective manner. "Senpai! Position yourself!" Her sharingan was blazing in its first stage as it scans the area of where the arrow was fired.

"What?!" He was scared out of his guts because he almost received an ass-tearing penetration.

"IT'S A PAINFUL REMINDER THROUGHOUT MY LIFE!"

Her acute eyes razed wide around the area and her ears scours the surroundings. "Get down!" A volley of blazing azure arrows pierced through the foliage in break-neck speeds its target is-Naruto's ass. She pushed him out of the way and swiftly counters the arrows with precision as they dissipates in mid-air. "They're artificial." She muttered assumingly as the arrows disappeared.

Naruto cowered behind a tree and ducked an arrow aiming at his head. His nowhere safe as he continues to dodge at every step of the way. "WHERE ARE THEY COMING FROM?!"

"This technique." Amena muttered in the midst of Naruto's dilemma as she could not pin-point the source, she just stood there looking around for the shooter seems to be only interested in Naruto. "...it couldn't be."

"HAHAHAHAHA! DANCE ASSFUCKER!" Arrows tear through Naruto's pants degenerating it to a point of skin exposing.

"GARH! This bitch's crazy!" He frantically ran through the foliage holding his loosen pants desperately. An arrow grazed his cheek as it burns onto his skin sorely. "AMENA! Do something!" No response was given and Naruto realized she is too far out to care. He ducked behind a tree to catch a quick breath as he sweats profusely. "Where's it coming from?!" Naruto peeked from behind the tree and he senses told him to LAY DOWN! "-?!" Multitude of arrows sweeps past his head disintegrating the tree to smithereens. The tree tumbles down to the ground and Naruto could make up a figure standing on the tree branch at a distance. "Please tell me this is a dream!"

He pleaded because this occurrence is almost identical. The figure laughs bloody murder as she extends her right hand and the other to the center of her chin. A striking blue glow accumulates from her hands as Naruto could her a distinctive chant. "I, War Dancer of the High God, as a dancer of the Lion, beseech thee... Enku of the Aurora, Qilin of radiant light, thou who doth rule thunder and the heavens, come clad in raging fire to pierce Hell's monstrous demons!" A metallic bow morphed within her grip as she pulls an energy arrow to her chin, its radiant glow gleams onto the portion of her face and he swore under his breath when he saw the mischievous smirk. "Prepare to be deflowered." She muttered wickedly as she aims down and Naruto could feel exactly where her crosshair is pointing at.

Naruto quivered in fear in all areas, hearing the reverberating sound of the wire preparing to unleash its full force. Her smirk morphed into a full blown grin when she saw the fear in his eyes, horror-stricken. Before he could even swallow a lump, she already flickered her finger and the arrow leaves its courier. The projectile leaves in an explosive shockwave-swaying the trees and leaves-speeding towards Naruto at blinding velocity. The park's forest shot out a torrent of smoke and the earth shook lightly.

As the dust and ashes dwindles, Naruto could be seen gawking like he had seen death itself. Horror etched into his face like a permanent tattoo. Eyes lost its dynamic tone, mind was not in place right place. She stood over him in all of her glory, with an outward gesture of her bow, it sways in motion transforming itself into a sword. She have long black hair that reaches her mid back and long bangs framing the right side of her face. Lavender eyes, a cute nose and thin lips. She wears a medium purple top that shows her stomach, short dark purple apron skirt, grey shorts, grey arm warmers. Purple leg warmers and grey ninja boots. As well as a black choker necklace yin symbol around her neck.

She giggled at his state, shocked and petrified. Her explosive arrow seems to have burned through his pants, filled with holes exposing glimpses of his orange boxers. Her psychotic laughter grew terrifying which awoke Naruto to the land of the living. Naruto couldn't take no more of it but his body was paralysed in terror. He wants to move Dammit! But his torture has yet to begin. She points the tip of the sword to his crotch. He thought she intends to finish him off but she rips through the zipper off its fabric as it falter to the soiled dirt.

"Teeheeheehehe. You love orange don't you?" Naruto could not even breathe as she presses the tip against his private. "Want to see mine?" She lifted up her skirt slightly and Naruto got a glimpse of her light purple thong. Blood rushed through his cheeks and the sword wielder felt a bulge against her sword. She laughs. "HAHAHAHA! That's quite a reaction from just a peek! You're such a pervert!" She raised her sword which further squirms Naruto into thinking she will end him, which he gladly hope so!

Instead, the sword dissipates and she had her arms draped around his neck. Her breasts were brushing against his chest as much as her buttcheek grinding uncomforatbly against the bulge on his shorts. "Woah! It's already hard!"

"SORRY! It's a natural reaction!" He managed to sputter those words but his throat was silenced when she leans her alluring face closer to his. He squirms in place, silenced and paralyzed. "W-Who are you?" He shuddered as her face darkens, closer in every passing second, he closed his eyes, preparing for the worst, praying to the gods to end this horrid nightmare. Moments past and he could still feel her weight on top of his, but a tingling sensation was itching his nose. He opens his eyes and got the shock of his life.

She was nuzzling his nose!

Hold on! The scent of her hair! The playful look in her eyes! The bold action of her nose!

Naruto dawns in realization as she smirks rewardingly. "K-Kina?! Kina-chan?!" Naruto stutter to her, familiar, endearing look.

"Hm-hmm." She smiled sweetly as she continues nuzzling his nose. "That's riiiight. Hyuuga Kina. Your beloved friend has return."

Naruto spouts in disbelief which was strangely close to her mouth. "N-no way! Y-You looked like a boy!" He was taken back in time to his young academy days with her bullying playfully at him. Picturing her then and now is utterly baffling.

She smirks playfully pressing her nose against his, their foreheads in contact. "Now I'm the sexiest women you've can ever come this close without dying. Hehe, you might consider yourself lucky."

"Lucky?!" He gives her a disbelieving look. "I suffered under your wrath for three years and 'poof', you disappeared so suddenly." Naruto exclaimed even though he hate(ed) her, she was not as serious but playful, and he understands that.

Hyuuga Kina had a devilishly look in her eyes as she peered to him. "Oh? Are you saying you miss good-ol-Kina-chaaan? Didn't know the good stuff we had in the past was a thing. You're such a dull. I like it." She cutely beamed narrowing her eyes with a shiny gleam.

Naruto wanted to shake his head in denial because he was sweating bullets! "N-no I mean Y-yeah! I don't know! You were such a pain." It aggravates him to say it but she keeps pushing him to the limit.

She scratches his whiskers and pout when he refused to purr. "Aww...and who was the one who saved me? You." She poked his chest as Naruto sighs defeatedly.

"Come on, it was unavoidable and you were the one who handled it the most." A clan related problem in short. It was godly problematic and they were too young to handle it themselves. He pulled a trick with his yakuza gang and it was partially solved.

The black haired girl brushed her hand along his chest and up to his cheek as she held it there. "And you were there. In a nick of time. I remember it clearly. Na-ru-to-kun." She licked her luscious lips, her seductive eyes pulled him in a trance, she leans closer, heart beating in a massive cluster. Her warm breath blew in rhythm with his, her eyelids dwindle, closing in to her desire. Naruto could only stare with his eyelids dying down, wanting to taste for he was always curious, the deepest desire he longed for. And so, he moves along.

Unfortunately, instead of soft luscious lips, it was hard and stenched of blood. They were wide-eyed upon discovering they had their lips on the blade of the ever deadly Murasame. Kina jolt backwards disappointingly off Naruto and smirks innocently to the Sword Shaman, Amena Uchiha. "I see you were enjoying your little reunion?"

"Maybe a bit too much…" She said offhandedly as Amena motioned for Naruto to stand up. He willingly obliged and stood up forgetting the state of his pants as they falter to the dirt. Amena bashfully looks away as Kina giggled at their flustered reactions. In order to keep things civil, Naruto decided to conceal his bottom part as he stood in the shrubs.

"Don't mind me, so uhhhh," He had a perplexed look directing his gaze awkwardly to both of the present girls. "...I guess I'll let Amena-chan do the honor." It's rather embarrassing to say the least because he knew she saw the 'wood's so he thought it'll be simpler to camouflage it amongst its kind.

"Thank you, Senpai." She forced back a sigh and looked questionably at the War Dancer, Kina Hyuuga. "What are you doing here?"

Kina had a relaxed posture holding her arm from behind pertaining her friendly smile. "Just like you, I'm tasked to be the observer of Uchiha Sasuke. Wielder of The Three Paradigms and crockery of the Five Kingdoms. But only for a brief. If Naruto-kun were to be late for the party, I volunteered to fetch him."

Amena's opinion was correct which raised another question. "And what does he want with him?" Naruto awkwardly stands there in the bush as they talked about him.

Kina quirked her head. "You know it as much as I do. To meet a fellow Vessel."

Chapter 5 DONE!

Moms, Girls, wife, witty aren't they?

If you have any questions please ask. Also if you noticed a critical error please notify me.

Naruto Uzumaki - 16

Sasuke Uchiha - 17

Amena Uchiha - 16

Kina Hyuuga - 16 NOTE! If you want to know how she looks, you can easily find her by simply "GOOGLE" her name.

Thanks for reading!

(Drinks Ale in the local Inn)