Hot, sticky, sweaty-she practically was dragging herself to her apartment door, with her hair plastered to her forehead, her tanktop wet, sticking to her chest, her basketball shorts moist rising up her crack-there was no doubt in her mind, she looked like a pink headed zombie coming down the hall.
Her posture straighten up when she saw Tenten leaning on the wall near the apartment door of the Uchiha residence. Sakura gulped, wishing Tenten had at least given her time to change out of the jutsu.
The keys jiggled within her bag as she locked eyes on the bun head woman.
"You're here early."
Tenten shrugged, a small smile on her lips. "I just came from getting my mission from Naruto."
"Oh yeah," Sakura asked, opening the door for both of them.
"I'll be accompanying you and Temari as a kunochi to the states." Tenten finished.
The keys landed roughly on the floor, her eyes wide. She took her right hand into her left hand, not wanting Tenten to see her shake. She would have to interact with Tenten...after...after what she was about to do?!
Sakura jumped when Tenten lightly touched her, almost causing her to trip over her bag that was on the floor. Quickly, she licked her lips and walked to the kitchen, kicking her shoes off toward the door. Never mind the harsh and bewildered stare Tenten was giving her.
"I wanted you to come over because I wanted to talk about the Temari situation." She took the canister from the refrigerator. "Figured we talk over tea."
They were silent at first although not awkward at all. They stared off into space even as the television was on, images and footage of Kura and Mari signing their contracts, waving to the cameras, accepting their faith as basketball players. Sakura smiled then brought her hands up to get out of the jutsu.
"Don't..."
Sakura looked over at Tenten.
The brunette shook her head, "I have to get used to interacting with you while your him. Just-just don't do anything."
Sakura flushed, wanting to say she wouldn't but honestly, she didn't know what she was capable of as Kura. She was better, so she thought. She wasn't violent anymore, she didn't chase after Ino, yet she wasn't able to keep her nerve when the journalist brought up so much personal information. Sakura clinched her fist, not wanting to get upset over thinking of the incident.
Tenten's voice was so soft, Sakura had to scoot closer to her to hear.
"I'm afraid...Temari will..."
She knew what Tenten was implying, what she thought Temari would do to her. Would Temari do that, could she truly bring herself to harm Tenten in that way?
Sakura leaned forward and took the canister off the coffee table. She opened the top, placing the lid on the table. Tenten's teacup was filled to the brim and she smiled when Tenten took it, and drunk the liquid. She sighed and hugged herself. Sakura's eyes fell to Tenten's stomach, trying to see if the concoction was working.
When Tenten asked for seconds, Sakura obliged and gave her more of the drink. The weight of Sakura leaned into the couch.
"Who's the other kunochi?"
Tenten shrugged.
"Did...did Ino take the restraining order off?"
"No, she didn't, Sakura." Tenten said with a glare, obviously annoyed by Sakura asking such a question repeatedly.
"It's for the best, you'll probably do to her what I fear Temari would do to me."
Her words came out barely audible but Sakura heard them. Tenten, sensing the tension, turned to Sakura to see her hand bloody, the broken tea cup in the center of the palm, her teeth clenched.
"What?" She asked, her vision becoming blurry, fighting a headace that developed by the stinging of Tenten's words. Holding her wound, she walked to the restroom and ran the warm water, using her chakra to heal herself. She heard her name whispered and through her hair, she barely glanced at Tenten, who was more than comfortable to see Sakura out of the jutsu. Sakura didn't need to put so much chakra on the wound. It was a simple cut from the glass, but maybe Sakura just wanted an excuse to get out of the jutsu.
She washed the blood out the sink and turned to Tenten.
"You really think I'd do that to her," Sakura said.
"You, no, but as Kura..." Tenten paused. "...Yes." Tenten watched Sakura walk to the bathtub and sit on the edge. "Sakura, I'm sorry. It's just-"
Sakura looked up just in time to see the eyes roll to the back of Tenten's head, her lose her balance, and stumble back. Her hands were out reached toward Tenten, and Sakura caught her just before she hit the floor. Tenten was about to announce to Sakura that she was okay and that she didn't know what had come over her, but she felt moist down below. Not thinking, she placed her hand there and when she brought it to her face while still in Sakura's arms, she saw the blood. With eyes wide, she looked down and saw the pool of blood developmenting in her traditional eastern bottom slacks.
It was a scream Sakura never heard before, even when going on missions from when she was a young ladess, to the ninja war, to now as an adult. It was wretched, blood gurgling-one that came from the depths of one's belly and was felt through the heart...
Hinata was punched in the face, her feet taking a few steps back.
A bit irritated, Naruto bounced on his toes. "When you're Nata, you're suppose to fight me back, Hinata." When she still didn't move, Naruto sighed and slumped his shoulders. He had hoped being in the jutsu would give him a good sparring partner. He overestimated it, it would seem.
'Naruto,' Karuma spoke. 'She didn't break the jutsu when hit her.'
He was right. Sakura had puffed out when she first started, so did Temari. Even Naruto puffs out when he's hit when in the sexy jutsu...Hinata; however, still stood on her feet, not even a sweat.
Over on the bench near the wall to the side of the Uzumaki residence, Naruto picked up his hokage robe. He smirked, an evil grin coming across his face.
Hinata dusted herself off-Naruto began to talk.
"You know," she heard him say. "I walked by Tenten's shop. It was closed." He placed the robe on and faced Hinata. "It was strange during the day for it to be closed. So I looked in the window, and saw her...she was on her knees-" Naruto saw her fist closing and he continued with his lie. "She took as much as she could in her mouth-"
It was such a childish move, he knew it but he had to know if it was true. And as his head hit the cement brick of his home's wall, his nose busting open, Hinata's hand on his head, keeping his face plastered to the wall-it was true. The sex transformation jutsu gave these women an immense amount of power.
With his blood seeping into his mouth, his head pounded like that of a jack hammer, and with him needing to get to the office, play time was up.
"Hinata." He whispered.
She came too, seeing what she had done. Quickly, she took herself out of the jutsu, apologizing profusely to Naruto-kun, he, only waving her away as if she simply slapped him on the wrist and not slammed his head against the house like a basketball.
After helping him clean himself up, she led Naruto to the door. It was late and the street lights were on, but there was still so much needing to be done at the office.
"Hinata..." She met his eyes. Now with a more serious expression, he spoke to her. "Try to spar in the jutsu, Hinata. You're shinobi after all and you have enough chakra to sustain it for some time. And since the kids are getting older, you'll have more time for yourself. Even as Nata, you're so up tight. He wears a lavender tailored blouse with dark blue slacks, and shiny black dress shoes. He looks like a business man and he's you." He paused realizing that Nata was Hinata and that's how she was when in that jutsu. He shook his head and sighed. "Go see Tenten...I don't want you to be lonely."
He stepped down the steps in a jog.
"Naruto." He turned to look at her but she still didn't nor would she be untruthful to him, so she did the jutsu where Nata had no qualms being untruthful to Naruto. "I'll spar now and...Ino wants you to take the restraining off. She truly wants to work things out but is too embarrassed to tell you."
She watched him smile wide. Absolutely happy to see the two women coming to terms with one another. He nodded his head triumphal, and ran off.
The next morning, Hinata made herself breakfast, the children gone and out, she truly was spending more time by herself.
*Knock, knock*
Standing in the door way was Sasuke. "Change into the jutsu. Come to the field to train with Sakura and Temari."
Hinata walked behind Sasuke, him leading the way to the field. The women on the streets of Konoha bringing a flush to their cheeks, then whispering about how handsome and sophisticated she was as Nata. None of the women were pretty to her. Not one of them.
Temari and Sakura breathed heavily with their shirts off, their hands clasping their knees, Sai standing off to the side, now fully aware of who Kura truly was. Even a bit embarrassed he grabbed at her that time he had invited her to stay. He would be lying though if he still didn't wonder just how big her dick was...and Temari. He wanted to know how big Temari's dick was too. And when Hinata came up to him, stepping onto the field as if about to go to a job interview, his eyes shot straight to her crotch. Hinata...Hinata had to be the biggest out of the three.
Sasuke placed his hands up in between Sakura and Temari, motioning for Temari to sit out and rest. He waved for Hinata to come over. She did, standing in front of Sakura nonchalant.
Once Sakura caught her breath, the men allowed them to spar. Not much of a spar since Hinata simply dodged Sakura's attacks, still quick and accurate even so.
Sakura jumped back, glaring at her foe. Sasuke walked behind her.
"She's not fighting."
"Quite the pacifist, she is. Insult Tenten. Naruto said that would work." Sasuke suggested to his wife, watching the sweat beads build upon her forehead, and roll down her cheeks.
"Sorry you have to be here, Hinata," Sai apologized. "Tenten isn't feeling too good so the trip to the states had to be postponed for a couple of weeks."
"Tenten is going to the states?" Hinata didn't know.
"She's a junin and one of our best kunochi."
Temari watched Sai interact with Hinata, feeling neutral about being in her presence after what she caused Tenten. Soon it got quiet again, only mumbles coming from Sakura and Sasuke's corner.
"Insult Tenten."
Sakura shook her head. If her and Temari went crazy over Ino and Tenten then Sakura had to brace herself for whatever Hinata was going to deal her way.
"Hey Hinata, did you know that Tenten's a slu-"
Before Sakura could finish the insult, before she, herself, had time to defend herself, a sharp pain was in her abdomen. She was hunched over, blood spilling down her chin, her hands clenching the forearm of Hinata. Hinata, who had her sharp blue chakra piercing the midsection of her friend, and her eyes, her eyes were dark.
Sasuke walked over back to Sai. "Thank goodness your wife is a Sanin, or she'd be dead."
Hinata pulled her chakra blade out of Sakura causing the mother of one to fall to her knees, exiting the transformation jutsu, covering the gapping wound, her guts practically spilling out.
Sakura, doing her best to remain calm, got on her back and began the process of healing. Hinata watched and then turned to Temari. 'Too bad it wasn't Temari I stabbed,' she thought to herself. '...too bad..."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Next update, September and before we know it, it'll be Christmas!