Explicit 3: Power Levels


"Alright, Neji-kun, let's get into the nitty-gritty of Hinata's growth," Tenten started. "She had a lot going for her: direct rivalry and the proper motivation to be stronger, Goku's ki consistently wrapping around her in the form of his Ikari energy, Mr. Popo's black force activity rituals, Kami essentially teaching her the ins and outs of senjutsu without the summoning or animal aspect of it, which meant it was directly correlated to Genki or energy itself and how to harness it, the highest levels of meditation possible, the awakening of the Tenseigan, and training in a format that addressed the weaknesses of being unable to perform without her usual power-set via strict Byakugan restrictions."

Neji nodded, listening intently as Tenten continued. "And let's not forget the 23 months of training, including two months spent in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. In canon, Krillin was able to grow from a power level of 206 to 1770 in only a year of Kami's training. That's roughly an 8.6x multiplier. Hinata's growth was even more significant. She quite literally became 21 times stronger during her training. Goku, on the other hand, couldn't be physically pushed, so his growth came more in the mental and spiritual sense of meditation, seeking one's self, and absolute refinement of his previously atrocious ki control relative to his canon self."

Tenten grinned, glancing at Neji. "As for everyone else in the current scheme of things, those questions would be answered in another note. We may not be the top tiers, but we can hold our own against most of the Earth and win against mostly everyone. Naruto and Sasuke are the strongest in the leaf, with Kakashi curtailing his training to be a respectable Hokage. Lee is third or fourth on that list, next to Kakashi, but he doesn't have the same potential or impetus for growth. As much as I love you I have to call a spade a spade, training with you didn't help Lee get to where he wanted to be. It was frustrating for him, even though he's usually so mannered."

Neji raised an eyebrow, his lips quirking into a half-smile. "No offence taken. And Gai-sensei? He's fifth strongest, with Itachi, Ino, Haku, Yugao, and then Sakura rounding out the top ten in the village at the current moment. Well, maybe we should insert ourselves into that top ten and remove Sakura and potentially Yugao. I think you could take Yugao in a fight with your armor."

Tenten laughed, "Hell yes I could. Sakura? Easily. Haku? Probably, but it wouldn't be easy. Ino? That fight could go either way. Itachi? Absolutely not. And you, Neji-kun? I'd kick your ass with an EMP to shut down your own set of armor."

Neji chuckled, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Without the armor, though, you wouldn't stand a chance, Ten-chan."

Tenten rolled her eyes playfully. "Why would you want to do that to me?"

Neji's expression softened. "Because as much as I love you, I still need to maintain a level of dominance. I'm a 17-year-old about to officially enter manhood."

Tenten blushed slightly as Neji pulled her into a warm embrace. Their playful banter turned into a series of kisses, the girl giggling as she kissed him all over his face, her lips lingering on his. He then reminded her gently, "We need to finish recording the documentary of SGTSSJ before we get carried away."

Reluctantly, Tenten agreed, pulling away from Neji with a sigh. "In current news, there's an incoming UFO that's going to land on Earth any day now. We have no idea who or what it could be, but my drones and satellites in outer space are definitely picking up on an object moving at far faster than light speeds. It's ridiculous just how much speed is being calculated here, it's beyond the scale of human conception as of right now."

Neji tightened his embrace around Tenten, resting his lips on her forehead. "Whatever it is, I'll protect you with my very life."

Tenten grinned, whispering, "This is why I love you."

Neji smiled, "And I love you more than that."

"Neji," Tenten murmured, her voice barely a whisper. "It's been awhile since we've had a moment to ourselves."

Neji nodded, his eyes softening as he looked down at her. "I know. We've been so busy, but now we're here."

Tenten leaned up, her lips meeting his in a slow, deliberate kiss. Their mouths moved together in a gentle rhythm, each touch igniting a deeper connection between them. His hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. The friction of their bodies against each other created a warmth that spread through them, intensifying their desire.

She broke the kiss, her breath coming in softly as she looked into Neji's eyes. "I want this to last, Neji-kun. Slow and steady."

Neji nodded, his forehead resting against hers. "Slow and steady," he repeated, his voice a low murmur.

Their hands explored each other's bodies, taking their time to appreciate every curve and muscle. Tenten's fingers traced the lines of Neji's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm. Neji's hands roamed over her back, the friction of their movements creating a delicious tension between them.

They moved together, their bodies swaying in a slow, sensuous dance. Each touch, each caress, was deliberate and meaningful. His lips traveled down Tenten's neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses that made her shiver with anticipation. Her hands found their way into Neji's hair, her fingers tangling in the dark strands as she pulled him closer.

Their breaths mingled, the heat between them growing as they continued their exploration. His hands slid under Tenten's shirt, his fingers skimming over her skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She gasped, her back arching into his touch, as she grasped her boyfriends shoulder blades tightly.

"Neji-kun," she breathed, her voice filled with longing.

Neji's response was a deep growl that sent shivers down her spine. He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the makeshift training mat they had set up in the cave. Lowering her gently, he hovered above her, his eyes dark with desire.

"We need to take our time," he said.

Tenten nodded, her hands moving to unbutton his shirt. "Hai," she agreed, her voice trembling with need. "Slow and steady."

They continued their exploration, their movements slow and deliberate, each touch igniting a deeper fire within them. The friction of their bodies moving together created a raw, primal connection that left them both breathless.

Neji's hands moved with a purpose, his fingers memorizing every curve and dip. Tenten's hands mirrored his movements, exploring the hard planes of his chest and the strength of his arms.

Their kisses grew more intense, the heat between them building with each passing moment. Neji's lips found their way to Tenten's collarbone, his tongue tracing the delicate skin, drawing a moan from her lips. Tenten's hands slid down his back, her nails leaving faint red marks in their wake.

They moved together in a slow, steady rhythm, their bodies creating a symphony of sensation. The friction between them built to a crescendo, each touch, each caress, pushing them closer to the edge.

"Neji-kun," Tenten gasped, her voice breaking with need.

Neji's response was a low, guttural growl, his body pressing against hers, the friction between his manhood and her oasis igniting a primal fire. They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony, each touch, each entrance, each exit, each caress, each smash, each hit, each penetration bringing them closer to the edge.

"Mmph... mmm... ahhh... Neji..."

As they reached the peak of their connection, their movements only became more frantic, the friction between them creating a raw, primal sensation that left them both breathless. They moved together in a few different positions, their bodies in perfect harmony, the friction between them igniting a fire that consumed them both.

He was making it clap in a rather nasty song. Use your imagination folks.

He told her she was in his range. Eight Trigrams Sixty Four Strokes.

And thus, Tenten got euphorically bodied.

In the end, they lay together, their bodies entwined, the heat of their connection lingering. They were breathless, their bodies covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

"Neji-kun," she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction. "That quickie was… incredible."

Neji nodded, his arms tightening around her. "Yes, Tenten. It was."

But they still had a video to finish... damnit.


A/N: Due to minor complaints from reviews, I will be temporarily shifting all genuinely explicit content into this story. The moment Son Goku: The Super Saiyan reaches the heights that it deserves in terms of its viewership and reviews, I will annihilate this entry and reinstate it back into the canon plot. For the time being however, I need to draw in as many eyeballs as possible, and keeping it Rated-T is crucial in doing so. Thank you for bearing with it all, it has to get worse before it can get better.