Daiki was already well aware of why Anko came searching him out for a little talk.
That didn't mean he couldn't be a little shit about it for a laugh though.
"Talking is pretty low on the list of what I want to get up to with you." he grinned at the purple haired woman.
Anko rolled her eyes and bodily pushed past him into the room. Daiki shrugged, pushing off the door frame and closing the door behind him.
She looked around the room almost suspiciously, as if searching for something out of place.
Daiki had to resist the urge to snort. What, did she think he had her old teacher stuffed beneath one of the beds or in one of the tiny closets? Maybe Orochimaru was in the bathroom soaping up and having a rub a dub dub in the tub with a nice warm and relaxing bubble bath?
"So, you wanted to talk?" Daiki prompted, crossing his arms, "Or we could skip it and get right to the naked part, I'm good with that."
"Hilarious," Anko scoffed and turned back around to look at him, "You should be dead." she dropped on him, right to the point and ever so bluntly.
"Pretty sure I shouldn't be." he shrugged back. There was no need to be so dramatic about it. While it was true the Curse Seal had a massive fatality rate, with only a ten percent survival chance, that didn't just come down to the body.
A lot of it came down to willpower and toughing out the pain of the seal itself like Sasuke dude, the guy went through a bunch of hallucinations and crap in the original timeline and was probably going through them right this very moment actually. It was excruciatingly painful for sure, Daiki could attest to that, but not exactly something Daiki would roll over, give up and die from.
That was quitter talk. A complete anti-thesis to the mentality needed for throwing ones self into the great grind. Pain was just weakness leaving the body.
"Stop being contrary brat," Anko rolled her eyes, "I know you have the Curse Seal, my old teacher was happy to brag about it. That Uchiha kid is probably writhing in agony right about now and a step from croaking, but what I don't understand is why you're not, it's mighty suspicious."
He could see where she was coming from, after all, him gaining the Curse Seal, yet not going through the same agonizing hours on end of hanging to life by a thread, fighting and clawing tooth and nail mentally for survival, would imply that he was given something different, or maybe even had it all along and Orochimaru bringing it up was all just a ruse to allow him to use it freely.
Too bad for her, he was above little things like that.
"Orochimaru did give me his little hickey seal," Daiki shrugged, coming right out with it, "It's just too bad for him, he's a complete hack with seals and I'm utterly immune to his little body jacking stunt."
"Tough talk for an itty bitty genin," Anko raised an eyebrow at him, but he noticed she stilled a bit at the mention of the body jacking, "You have to admit though kid, you're suspicious as hell right now. You finished the exam with a clone of all things, while your real self was still out in the forest, and not long later, less than half an hour even by our estimates, you faced off against Orochimaru?"
"What's your point?" Daiki crossed his arms, "In case you haven't realised yet, I literally put my life on the line and fought one of the three legendary Sannin to protect my comrades, you see that big fuck off black tornado? All me, I took his little seal, amped myself with it and blew him the fuck away."
"And if it was just that, it would have been fine, except for that one little bit at the end," Anko narrowed her eyes at him, "It's the fact you're completely fine right now when anyone else recorded that has been given the Curse Seal, writhed in agony for at least ten hours, few ever have survived it."
He wondered idly how she would react to the fact that Orochimaru actually had bases full of kidnapped people that had survived it? And had literal hundreds of people that could access the Curse Seal Level Two.
"Have you taken into account the fact I'm not a little bitch like everyone else?" Daiki retorted, raising an eyebrow challengingly at her, "Maybe everyone else was just too mentally weak to control it like me."
One of the woman's hands curled into a fist so tight he heard her knuckles pop, "You've got too big of a mouth on you kid," she growled, "Good shinobi and kunoichi alike from this village have died in agony from that seal, I barely survived a weaker version of it myself and it's been a curse to me for a decade."
"That doesn't change my point, sucks for them and you I guess and I sympathise, but when it comes to me, you're not dealing with the average ninja warrior anymore," Daiki retorted, "I told you already, he's a complete hack when it comes to seals and I'm completely immune to the real purpose of the Curse Seal."
"And am I supposed to just take your word for it?" Anko bared her teeth, "You've done a whole lot of boasting, but, like it or not, my teacher is one of the greatest geniuses to ever come from this village, an S-class legend that only the Hokage could defeat in a fight now, and you, some random genin, if a talented one, claim you're completely immune to the Curse Seal that has felled even experienced and powerful Jonin? Where's the proof?"
"You know, I get this is kind of an important topic for you and has been like a curse for you, no pun intended, but, you're not as hot when you're this pushy," Daiki rolled his eyes, "You've already told the old man about this right? What did he say?" he changed the subject lightly.
"Nothing, he was tight lipped and told me not to worry about it, just got this thoughtful look on his face, said something about 'is that how it is', and dismissed me," Anko replied, eyes narrowing even thinner at the mention of the Hokage, "Told me to speak with you about it, said I'd get my answers."
Hmm.
Did that mean that old man third had caught on to exactly how he was able to make the Curse Seal his own? Thanks to Isobu?
'It's really not that big of a logic jump if one understands your status as a Jinchuuriki,' Isobu chimed in, 'In fact, I do believe in the other time line, this Orochimaru fellow used that Yukimaru boy who's chakra could suppress mine, in the hopes of making him my Jinchuuriki and then taking over his body with me unable to do anything due to being suppressed.'
Huh, that made sense. He'd always wondered what Orochimaru's whole deal was during that point, and why he bothered with it. But then, one of his biggest problems later revealed was having too weak of a body to use Senjutsu.
As a perfect jinchuuriki, that would more or less be a non issue for him. Still, he had to wonder, where the ever loving fuck that Yukimaru kid came from and how his chakra had an effect on Isobu.
'He's the son of Yagura, it is a mutation derived from being exposed to my own chakra upon being conceived,' Isobu explained, 'Odd though, the Yukimaru of your memories was clearly a teenager of around your current age, the one I know of should barely be over his toddler years right now.'
…That was indeed weird. And it explained a lot actually. Neat.
Well, not that it mattered anymore, since he was Isobu's Jinchuuriki now and he didn't plan on ever stopping being so.
He was the great lord Sanbi Jinchuurik-sama!
Anyway, it seemed that the Sandaime was leaving the big reveal up to him here. He could tell Anko about his status as a Jinchuuriki and reveal how he bodied the Curse Seal and made it his own and put an end to this nonsense here and now.
It would be a slight problem of someone else knowing of his status as a jinchuuriki, but then, Anko wasn't exactly the type to give that information out freely, and would even most likely take it to her grave even under torture.
And no doubt the old man had at least told his advisors, since he trusted them. And those two old clowns probably told Danzo.
Annoying, and they'd have their eyes on him, but easy to deal with, and he already planned on dealing with Danzo at some point.
Fuck it.
"It's pretty simple honestly, no real big grand mystery behind it," Daiki decided to just bite the bullet and shrugged, "I'm a Jinchuuriki, those Curse Seals all have a shard of your teachers soul in them so he can control the people with them and eventually take over their bodies if he wants, and as long as one of them remains, he can't actually die. When he put his hickey seal on me, my Bijuu destroyed the part of Orochimaru in it and made it pretty much benign, as in, I can use the benefits of the seal without any of the draw backs."
Silence.
Anko's eyes slowly widened at his words.
"His…his soul?" Anko's mouth floundered a bit and her expression screwed up in disgust, "You mean I have a piece of Orochimaru inside me right now?"
Huh, she focused more on that than the Jinchuuriki thing.
"Yup, lucky bastard," Daiki nodded and gave a huff, "Basically, the way the seal works is it naturally draws in something called nature energy, the shard of Orochimaru would then convert that energy into nature chakra and something called Senjutsu and pass it through into you, giving you a boost in a power, but at the same time, enroaching your own chakra and making the user feel dependent on him, so he can eventually basically take over other peoples bodies."
Anko sat that fine booty of hers down on one of the three beds within the room, the one he'd chosen to sleep in tonight at that, "Senjutsu? That's crazy high tier stuff, only Lord Jiraiya is said to be able to use it, not even the Hokage can," she placed her hands on her knees, and hunched over in thought, it was a very un-lady like seating position and if he was in front of her, he could see up her skirt for sure, so he did just that, stepping over to stand in front of her, just for a peek, huh a purple thong, nice, "But wait, how do you know all this?" she looked up, then realised where he was looking and gave him a dry look.
Daiki shrugged unrepentantly, meeting her eyes, "His memories," Daiki shrugged, pulling on his cover story for some of his knowledge, "I didn't get much of them left behind by the soul fragment when it was destroyed, but, I did basically get a front row seat to how he made the seal and know why it's such a pain in the ass to do anything about, it was honestly more like the surface thoughts of a Shadow Clone that I picked up mind you."
Anko's eyes widened at his words, "You know how it's made?" she jumped to her feet and grabbed him by the shoulders, "Does that mean you can remove it?"
Daiki smirked, "I can do one better," he grasped her hands and pulled them off, "I can't remove it, that's actually impossible without killing you, but I know how to make it better, safe to use and more." he touched his hand to his chestplate and sealed it away, leaving him bare chested in front of the voluptuous purple haired special jonin.
"That's one fly storage seal," she shook her head, not even reacting to the half nudity, "If you know how it was made and can make it even better and safe, why can't you remove it?" she pressed.
Huh, she seemed more interested in getting it removed than a safe power boost. He was actually a bit impressed at her not even blinking at the offer of a free power up.
"The seal is connected to your chakra network itself, originally more like a parasite than anything else and ripping it away would destroy parts of your coils and kill you," he responded bluntly, granted it was Isobu that had deduced that part, "Like it or not, it's a part of you, but, I've got the ability to turn it from a parasite into more of a symbiotic existence, better even since it would be more like a natural part of your body and not in any way a living creature."
"Damnit," Anko grimaced, something akin almost to despair flashing in her eyes for just a moment before she grit her teeth, "Fine, alright. Can you do it for me then, and why did you take your top off kid?"
Daiki rolled his eyes, "To show you how I've changed up my seal," he turned around and showed his back to her, angling his head to the side to bare his neck to give her a better look, "Have a look, I modified my own already, this isn't the Curse Seal Of Heaven anymore, it's my Heavenly Star Seal." to punctuate his words, he drew on the seal itself and felt as the tattoo like markings spread out over his body and strength suffused his body.
A light touch pressed against his shoulder and he felt Anko's finger trace the seal, "…It looks completely different." she noted, "And you can do this for me?" she asked again.
Daiki grimaced himself this time, releasing the seal and allowing the marks and powers to fade away. He turned around and looked the woman in the eye, "Yes, and no," he answered, "The big problem is, you don't exactly have a bijuu living inside you to kill off the Orochimaru soul shard like I do, I'd have to project myself into your seal, find it, then kill it while it's already formed before I can do that."
Anko's face fell, "…So it's impossible then." she sighed, slumping in defeat and planking that fine badonkadonk of hers back on the bed.
It was kind of odd having such a spunky confident woman sitting in front of him with such a sad defeated look on her her face.
"I didn't say that, so turn that frown upside down hot stuff." Daiki put out.
"Like you said, I don't exactly have a bijuu inside my head kid like you, no idea how you hid that by the way," Anko shrugged, "So how would you do it then?"
"Projecting my consciousness into the seal itself isn't impossible, it's based on a seal for sealing a Bijuu and making a Jinchuuriki at the base, if a crappy one," Daiki replied, grinning at her, "All I'd need to do is get in there, kill the shard of your old teacher and presto, you're good to go."
"…Somehow I'm betting the way you said that is way simpler than it actually is." Anko pointed out dryly, though her eyes lit up at his words a bit.
"Right on the money," Daiki nodded, "It sounds simple when I say it like that, but I'll still need to go in there and kill what amounts to Orochimaru, sure, he'll have way less chakra to use than the real one, but this is still Orochimaru we're talking about here, and not just a shard that hadn't finished forming that got crushed the second it appeared in my body."
Anko snorted, "…Yeah if killing him was that simple, he wouldn't he alive and kicking right now."
"I can do it, I just need time, and it would help to know how he fights as well," Daiki shrugged, "Besides, I'll vent a little jealousy out on him at getting inside you before me." he winked at her.
And there may be a little side benefit to things as well. After all, he was sure he could still draw on Isobu's power even with his consciousness in there, and he'd have his own seal too. And when he killed it, he could snap up the chakra of it and add it to his own for a decent boost in chakra capacity just like the one Isobu crushed out of existence.
Beyond that, Anko was a prodigy student of Orochimaru's back in the day as a teen. She was held back by the seal itself to his knowledge. Removing that hamstring and actively making it better for her, may make it so she could catch up to the likes of Kakashi and Gai, more or less becoming an S-class kunoichi, possibly.
And another strong and useful ally against the Akatsuki.
"Are you sure you ain't some kid of Lord Jiraiya? You're one horny little pervert," Anko barked out a laugh in pure amusement, the mood lightening almost immediately, "Can't say I don't like the confidence in you though."
"Jiraiya wishes he had a kid as awesome as me," Daiki snorted, "Also, I'm a teenager, and you're literally as hot as hot can be and wearing practically nothing, you make it hard to think straight." he admitted truthfully. Seriously, he had an unbelievably hard time keeping his eyes off those tits of hers.
Case in point his eyes drifted to the large bodacious melons stretching out her mesh shirt underneath the trench coat she was wearing.
Anko followed his gaze and smirked, crossing her arms under her breasts and making them swell up even larger into a mountainous cleavage, "Like my tits do ya?" she teased.
"Damn straight." Daiki nodded.
"Fair enough then," Anko snorted and then stood up, before boldly reaching forward with one hand and cupping his crotch. She opened her mouth to say something before pausing and her eyes widened, "Damn kid, you're packing quite the weapon down here."
"There's a reason I call it Manda 2.0." Daiki smirked at her, baring his teeth.
She erupted in a hail of hilarity, "Oh hell, that old snake would rage so hard if he heard you say that, good on you," Anko praised, and grasping his half hard dick through his pants, stroking it with her palm, "I'll be real here kid, if you manage what you said, I'm fine with letting you have your fun with me and riding me like a pony."
His cock throbbed at the mental image and a shit eating grin appeared on her face, "Seems you like the sound of that, huh?" Anko teased, and licked her lips at him, and before his eyes, her tongue stretched out to below her chin and she wiggled it at him before pulling it back between her plump lips.
Damn tease.
"A bit like this you mean?" Daiki lashed out with his hands, grabbing the woman by her hips and forcing her to spin around, before reaching up with one hand while the other went to her back, he grasped her by her spiky pineapple-like ponytail and pushed her down with the other, bending her over and yanking her head back exposing her neck to him using her hair as a leash and pressed himself against her backside, grinding his hardness into the soft, bouncy lusciousness of her full ass stretching out that skirt of hers to the point where it looked like a second skin.
"Oh, you're a bit of a rough one huh? Rawr," Anko laughed and looked back at him from the corner of her eye and then began wiggling her hips, grinding herself against his raging cock, "Neeeiiigh~" a teasing bray vibrated out of her throat and lips.
He had half a mind to just seal away both of their clothes and just take her right here for this teasing, he was harder than he could ever remember being, lust filling his veins, even having his way with Kurenai hadn't made him this horny.
But, it was not to be.
A second later, there was a puff of smoke and there was a pillow in Anko's place while she stood at the top of the bed and re-adjusted her clothing.
"That'll have to wait until later kid," Anko told him, walking passed him and trailing a single finger over his bare shoulders as she did, "I'll look you up during the month leading up to the final round of the exams and show you what I can of my old sensei's fighting style and jutsu."
Daiki gave her a deadpan look, "And what am I supposed to do with this?" he pointed at the massive spear like tent at his crotch.
"That is not my problem right now," she shrugged, "You can always go find Kurenai, not that she comes close to how hot I am, but she's an easy lay as you know and she might tide you by until you get your hands on this prize." she looked over her shoulder at him as she reached the door and then gave her ass a little spank over her skirt, letting him know exactly what the prize she was talking about was.
And then she opened the door and left the room behind, leaving Daiki standing there with a massive boner and nobody to use it on.
Maybe he could see about clubbing some seals with it, see if that euphemism actually held up?
'Why did you make it out as if you wouldn't be capable of defeating the shard of Orochimaru right now?' Isobu struck up conversation as he worked and toiled away.
And by that, he meant he sat absolutely still while a clone of his took a needle filled with sealing ink and his own blood.
An hour had passed now since Anko left him with the most raging of all raging erections horny for a piece of pie, and until he could calm himself down and shake off the blue balls that would no doubt come, he figured he'd get something productive done and dusted with.
As such, he was finally getting around to enhancing the Dimension Force Seal. And by that, he meant adding the barrier seal, the chakra absorption seal and the chakra filter seal to the final product.
'You clearly wanted to bed the woman very much, the shard of Orochimaru will be nowhere near his full strength, not with the pitiful amount of chakra it will have available to it, less even than the amount you had when we first met,' the three tailed bijuu continued, 'He would be trapped in there, nowhere to run and forced to face you with full access to my power, formidable the man may be, but there's only so much one can do with so little chakra.'
Daiki forced himself not to grimace at the thought. For sure, he could have done it. He could have killed that shard, taken its chakra for another boost in his capacity, fixed Anko's seal and railing her silly right here and right now.
As much as he wanted to do that though, he wanted to focus on the bigger picture. That could come later, after he'd learned all he could of Orochimaru's jutsu and fighting style from Anko herself, she was bound to know a bunch of jutsu of his, like that Hidden Shadow Snake Hands jutsu. He'd always wondered before if that required a summoning contract with the snakes to use, and if so, he might be able to apply the usage of it to make jutsu with the Chameleon's, kind of like Jiraiya's toad jutsu and shit.
'Ah, how obvious, I should have realised,' Isobu paused at Daiki's thoughts, 'The only thing that comes before rutting like a lust filled wild beast with you, is your beloved grind and gaining even more power.'
'Don't knock it till you try it.' Daiki replied with a mental shrug.
'I don't need to, I can share your senses such as touch whenever I please due to there being no barriers between us. It is a pleasant feeling I suppose, but I do not harbour the attraction you do to human females,' Isobu retorted, 'Nor do I have a fascination with large bouncing mammaries or perky round buttocks'.
'Sucks to suck.' Daiki snorted.
'Say that when you can boast having even a fiftieth of the chakra I do.' Isobu shot back.
'Fuck you.' Daiki mentally gave him the finger.
'Sorry, I'm not a slovenly human woman, are those stolen eyes of yours going bad already?' Isobu retorted.
And from there they devolved into some squabbling and ribbing of each other while his shadow cloned pierced his hands with a needle over and over.
Despite what he claimed to his inner turtle power buddy, Serpent King Manda 2.0 Sage Mode thought otherwise.
And by that, Daiki meant that his raging dick took absolutely ages to calm down. He wasn't anywhere near snow country and nor did he have a summoning contract for them, so it just wasn't possible to club some seals either.
So he just had to tough it out and deal with the blue balls.
Bickering with Isobu helped keep his mind off of it at least. Even if he still had to walk a little bit gingerly, when it should be Anko walking bowlegged in his place.
But, such was life.
'The things I do for the grind.' Daiki shook his head, idly examining his newly enhanced hand seals. He held one hand up and focused his chakra and thought into it and watched as a small spherical barrier shimmered into existence around his hand.
He could make it way, way bigger, the size and sturdiness of it dependent on the amount of chakra he put into it, but he was just testing it out for now.
With his other hand, he held out one finger, lightning sparking into existence and buzzing loudly around it and he gave a single finger thrust.
A loud 'tick' noise echoed throughout the room, and his fingers was rebuffed, "Not bad." Daiki whistled, he could pierce through solid rock with a lightning enhanced finger thrust nowadays, a far cry from in the beginning when he could barely crinkle a leaf.
And that was with a pitifully small amount of chakra. At full capacity, this barrier seal of his could probably block A-rank jutsu and not fall.
He withdrew his chakra from the seal and watched the shield flickered and disappear, before reaching up and stretching his arms over his shoulders, "Guess I'll go take a look around here now." he mused.
There really wasn't much for him to do right now. The only thing he had to do was physical training, but he could do that later, and his clones were already working on the jutsu that had been ever so generously 'donated' to him in the forest.
Daiki left his room for the next few days, locking the door behind him and went a little donner through the tower.
A single glance with his eyes told him where the most interesting people to look up where.
And by that, he meant the mess hall.
Well, Anko was at the top of the tower, talking to some very interesting people, and a cripple.
He wasn't expecting Danzo to be there. But, he wasn't important at all, not right now anyway.
'They're probably watching me right now.' Daiki mused. There were cameras spread about all over the building, even one in his bedroom. It was a simple matter to notice them with his eyes, even hidden within the wall as they were.
He'd already covered the lens. If it was just normal day, he wouldn't mind, in fact, he would have timed it just right for when a time only Anko was watching and then gave her a good 'show'.
But he was waiting on a delivery right now.
Two actually.
And he didn't know when his summons would pop up with them. So, they didn't get to spy on him like every other genin competitor in this tower.
When he arrived in the mess hall, Daiki was quick to notice the occupants. As he confirmed more than an hour ago, Team Eight were present, as were Gaara and his siblings.
Odd that they were still hanging around in here, but then, there really wasn't much to do in the tower.
'…I totally should have stated out in the forest.' Daiki groaned inwardly. He should have stuck around and kept an eye on Sakura to see how she did against the team from Sound.
Maybe tease her a bit more about her ass. It was so funny when she tried to take a swing at him and moved in practically slow motion to his eyes. The way he left her in a tizzy brought a smirk to his face.
He shook his head putting that out of mind. It wasn't possible now after all, 'Who should I sit with I wonder?' he mused.
There were three options. Hinata and her team near the front tables, Kankuro and Temari in the absolute middle as if they ruled the territory or Gaara lounging at the very bottom corner out of sight keeping to himself.
Hinata or Temari. A tough choice, Hinata was hot as shit, but she was into Naruto, so no progress could be made there.
Temari was a hot older girl, but she was also here to destroy his village and kill everyone, and had a bit of a cruel condescending streak for Konoha nin currently.
…It would usually just come down to those two choices. But, Gaara, it could be fun to mess with him.
'Decisions, decisions.' Daiki smirked, casually making his way to the front of the room where a long selection of food was prepared and waiting to be picked from.
All eyes of the occupants of the mess hall want to him as he casually made his way over to the selection of food.
Hmm, not bad a selection either Daiki noted.
Yoink, yoink, yoink!
He grabbed up some chicken, some egg, some fish and paused at the end where he found a selection of meat ranging from pork to lamb.
Oh-ho!
Donner Kebab.
Yoinkedy yoinky yoink yoink!
He'd gained quite the taste for it after he fused with his alternate self. Donner Kebab had been his absolutely favourite food.
'Now I just need to find somewhere that does some nice chilli sauce one of these days.' he mused to himself.
With a massive platter of meat to fill his belly and fuel his gains later, Daiki turned around and eyed the occupants again, idly glancing them over.
Tempting, oh so tempting to go poke fun at Gaara, it really honestly was. But, sadly, it was probably best that he did not do that.
Things were going to be a big pain in the ass as was soon days, bullying Gaara would definitely throw a few things off course. If at all possible, he'd like to keep Gaara's path alone the same into the finals.
There was no telling where he'd play into things if say, Daiki was the one to fight him and beat him during the preliminaries. He'd have enough to deal with considering he wanted old man third to survive and Orochimaru seemingly was thinking sending Kimmimaro after his head.
And Gaara would definitely not be in the finals if Daiki went and had some fun poking at him and giving him the good ol' run around. The redhead would no doubt snap, try to murder him, and then Daiki would be forced to put the boot to his sand covered head.
'Best to play it safe then.' he muse and began making his way over to where Team Eight was situated.
He could at least pass some time flirting with Hinata.
As he made his way over, he passed by the two older sand siblings and met Temari's eyes.
He winked at her.
Her eyebrows rose, but she smiled back at him, 'What's with Konoha? It's full of total hotties.' he read her surface thoughts.
Heh.
"Sup!" Daiki greeted Hinata and her team a second later, sliding into the seat beside the Hyuuga girl and putting his tray of food down, "Hope you don't mind company."
"Hello Daiki-kun." Hinata gave him a warm smile in return.
"Feel free dude," Kiba snorted, "Good timing anyway, I've been wanting to ask you some shit." he said, while the bug using Shino Aburame merely gave a slight incline of his head in a nod as greeting.
Daiki gave the Aburame a nod back, before turning his attention to Kiba, "And that would be?" he asked the canine shinobi, absently reaching down and grabbing up a big honking piece of chicken and taking a big bite out of it.
"For one, the hell happened to you?" Kiba raised an eyebrow and leaned forward to look him in the eyes, "It's only been what, six or so months since we all graduated and since then you've gone on to become some super ninja apparently? At least according to this Kabuto dude we talked. Special permission from the Hokage to do this exam solo and you even have freaking Sasuke looking for info on you, hell, Hinata was even telling us we needed to avoid you in the exam if we didn't want taken out straight away."
"Nothing much, I just trained hard, ate my veggies and drank plenty of juice," Daiki shrugged, then looked to Hinata and grinned at her, "You wanted to avoid me huh? I'm hurt." his grin transitioned into a pout.
Hinata's warm smile stretched a tad and she rose a hand to cover her mouth politely, "Ara? Did you want to find me in the forest?" she asked in return and Daiki froze and then blinked, taken aback, "If I knew you missed me so much, I would have waited for you." her hand moved around to cup her pale cheek daintily.
...What just happened?
Did she just flirt back with him? And with the way he'd off-handedly mentioned to try on her blonde crush?
A glance at her teammates told him they were just as surprised as he. Kiba was gaping at her wide eyed and Shino's eyebrows had risen up above his sunglasses rising into his hairline.
And here we are back with the big chapter 27 and the start of social hell.
Not really much to say about this chapter to be honest, I'm in a bit of a rush and all that. We're up to chapter 36 on the Pa-atreon now though, which is cool. And making good progress with the preliminaries, poor poor Yoroi. I can honestly see why the chunin exams is a massive story killer, but we're getting there. Once I spank this bitch prelims ass and make it my bitch, things will open up more story content wise.
Anyway, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.