The Boy in the Park
Chapter Forty-Seven
Maito Gai.
Rock Lee.
Hinata Hyuga dressed in orange and with her hair bleached blond.
Shinku felt a giant —no, scratch that— an enormous —not big enough— a titanic headache incoming, like every single day since Naruko had left. He carefully grabbed his frying pan.
"You will not take me alive today. I swear this upon my holy blade," he narrowed his eyes. There was silence as a ball of hay rustled through his kitchen, somehow made a sharp whistle noise and soon…
Soon he was disarmed and forced to go on a long mile-long trek around the village.
"YOSH! LET THE FIRES OF YOUTH BURN BRIGHTLY TODAY TOO!"
"GAI-SENSEI! YOSH! IF I CANNOT COMPLETE THE LAPS WITHIN THE END OF THE DAY, I WILL DO FIFTY PUSH-UPS!"
"YOSH! LEE-KUN! IF I CANNOT DO THE LAP TWENTY TIMES BY THE TIME SHINKU-KUN IS DONE, I WILL RUN FIFTY TIMES AROUND KONOHA ON MY HANDS!"
"Why is no one yelling at them to shut up?" Shinku muttered under his breath.
Hinata coughed politely, running next to him wearing the same clothes as Naruko.
"Shinku-Aniki," her breasts went 'boing' up and 'boing' down, "In three years, the residents of their normal lap rounds have begun wearing earplugs."
He grumbled his understanding and diverted his gaze. In three years, Hinata had grown up quite nicely.
In three years, he hadn't gone to the hospital once, nor near any other medical facility because Sakura had begun asking for sperm samples.
In three years, he had been 'bagged' and 'kidnapped' at least a few dozen of time to take tea with Ibiki, and have friendly chats.
In three years, he had gone to drink with the Hokage too many times to count, and found himself the morning after in the same bed as her apprentice nearly on the same account. Thankfully, all the times both of them were dressed.
Albeit he had to wonder what was up with the woman having a nursery already set up, and a marriage contract in her pocket with only the name of the husband to fill in.
In three years, many things had changed.
Yet many more remained the same.
"Onii-samaa!" a pink haired girl —who was his nightmare half of the time— waved at him from alongside his lap. "Do you need a check-up!? Something to drink?" why she was wearing a nurse outfit was beside him, but he simply shook his head. The Something to Drink was, nine times out of two laced with something.
Sakura huffed as she watched her Onii-sama leave. "One day, he'll be mine Shannaro!" she said fist pumping and dropping the glass of water in the nearby bushes.
The bushes fell flat on the ground, quivering as they began to snore.
"Aniki of One-san! Fight me!" a brown haired brat —whom he had no idea whatsoever who he was— emerged from an alleyway. Shinku just smiled and coughed out next to Lee.
"Look Rock Lee! A burning fire of youth ready to be kindled!"
"YOOOSSSHHHHHHHH!" and then Rock Lee was gone running behind a screaming Konohamaru…Shinku smiled. One of his targets was done. Now he needed to remove the second one.
He was a Jounin, so he'd need something a bit more complicated.
"Maito-San, look! Spandex on sale over there!"
"WHAT!? WHERE! YOSH! LET THE FIRE OF YOUTH BURN BRIGHTLY AS I BUY—"
Shinku disappeared into an alleyway the next instant, and then gasped for air as he began to walk with a limp all the way to the Park.
He swiped away the sweat from his forehead, grabbing the small bottle of water he held inside his jacket. He was sure he'd never forget about Naruko after this.
Oh, she was in for some hard head ruffling whenever she came back. A small smile graced his lips as he sat down at his usual bench, taking out a book and beginning to read from it.
Hinata settled next to him and took out a book from her own jacket.
Icha-Icha Friends Always Share.
Shinku just hoped Hiashi never learned the girl had begun reading porn.
Well…'erotic novels' actually.
Not that he read those, nor that he had started buying porn novels again since he had a new house now devoid of Naruko rummaging around for porn.
There was one thing he wondered about.
Anko had been gone for three years.
He wondered if Ibiki's punishment was a bit harsh…but then again, he supposed whatever it was couldn't be lethal.
Maybe she had been sent on a long-term mission?
Anko sneezed, and then returned to her job: using a toothbrush —Ibiki's— to wash the entire T&I department. She could not leave until she was done.
It had already been three years…
And she was not done yet, but when she was, she had certain urges to take care of.
Shinku shuddered.
"Are you feeling cold, Shinku-Aniki?" Hinata asked demurely. "Would you like to warm up between my bountiful cleavage?"
She said that straight-faced.
He blinked and then calmly shook his head.
"Fine," Hinata huffed. "It is more difficult than I thought, acting like Naruko."
"I doubt she'd say something like that in a thousand years," Shinku nervously chuckled.
"Still, I have improved, have I not Aniki-san?" Hinata fluttered her eyelids, pressing her arms together to show her chest. He was flipping a page, so he missed the gesture.
"I suppose you have."
In the quiet silence that followed, Shinku kept on humming and reading happily. His vacation day looked to be returning on its rightful tracks —sometimes he didn't manage to stave off both of the Green monsters at the same time— and everything looked to be fine.
Hinata gasped slightly, but he ignored it. He supposed she had just read some extremely shocking part of her own Icha-Icha book. He was reading 'Gardening for Advanced Users'. He had three years of plant watering to his back, after all.
Two hands covered his eyes the next moment, as a female voice said in a mock-high pitched voice.
"Guess who!"
He frowned slightly.
"Sakura?"
"Nope."
"Hinata?"
"She's next to you. Are you even trying, Aniki?"
"Anko?" a smile graced his lips.
"I'm not a saggy breasted whore!"
"Then you're clearly Jiraiya, right?"
"Ufff…come on, Aniki!" the voice whined in her natural tone.
"Ah, I really don't know you I'm afraid," he replied slowly standing up as Naruko moved her hands away from his eyes. She held her arms behind her back, her body slightly inclined as her head was up in a bright white smile. She had grown taller since the last time they had seen each other, but her ponytails, her whisker-like markings on her cheeks and her eyes remained the same.
"You did force me to spend some gruesome mornings with the Konoha Green Duo," he began carefully cracking his knuckles. "Who proceeded to waste away my Saturday afternoons and Sunday mornings with exercises upon exercises," Naruko's smile faltered a bit as she paled.
"Then, you all but ordered to Hinata to act like you, and to get her knowledge from the Icha-Icha books," he sported a feral smile then. "Do you know how close I came to being killed by her father?" he cocked his head to the side.
Naruko recoiled bringing her arms up in the air in front of her head. "Aniki! No! Please! It was for—"
Then he hugged her tightly, holding her gently into his arms as he patted her on the head. Naruko made a startled 'Nyah!' sound, before starting to purr like a cat.
"Aniiikiiii…" Naruko whined, but hugged him back.
"No ramen for three years," Shinku stated then with the calmest of expressions, making Naruko's face turn completely ashen white. "Unless you convince the green duo to stop harassing me in my free days."
Naruko exhaled in relief and nodded.
"All right!" she fist pumped in the air. "Naruko Uzumaki is back in town!" she screamed then. "Do you hear me, Konoha!? I'M BACK!"
He patted her on the head, chuckling while she shuddered and blushed slightly at his touch. "Aniikiii…I'm trying to make a point here!"
"Yeah, yeah…Welcome back, Naruko."
And Naruko smiled.
It was good to be back home.
Author's notes
Time Skip Done.
*shrugs* Fluff for everyone.