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Chapter Eleven Love

Naruto stirred awake, feeling a soft warmth pressed against him. His eyes opened, and he quickly realized he was in an incredibly awkward situation. Ino was lying beside him, completely bare, her face nestled into his chest, her golden hair spread across the pillow. Sakura was at his back, equally unclothed, her arms wrapped around him. Naruto's face flushed deeply, his mind racing as he whispered to himself, "How did I end up like this?"

Ino's eyes fluttered open, and with a sly grin, she murmured, "Good morning, Naruto." He hesitated, nearly addressing her as "Ino-sama," but quickly corrected himself. "Good morning, Ino...chan," he replied shyly, his face a bright red. Ino chuckled, delighted, and commented, "That's a cute name." Just then, Sakura shifted and, noticing Ino's closeness to Naruto, added, "Good morning, Naruto." She leaned over, pressing a tender kiss to his lips, catching him off guard. "Last night was amazing. You were... far more thrilling than my useless ex." Ino laughed at her friend's boldness.

Naruto stammered, looking into Sakura's emerald eyes, and the color rose to his cheeks again. Ino glanced at him playfully, saying, "It's time to get serious, isn't it? Come on, Sakura." Sakura nodded, a twinkle in her eye, and leaned in to add, "We're partners in this, Ino and I... partners in you, Naruto." His face couldn't be redder as Ino giggled, teasing, "By the way, mine are *way* bigger than yours, Sakura!" Sakura replied, smirking, "Maybe so, but my curves outshine yours by a mile!" They shared a playful laugh, with Naruto caught between them, feeling his embarrassment growing.

As they all headed to the shower, Ino and Sakura playfully tousled his hair, and Naruto, still flushed, found himself overwhelmed by their lighthearted closeness. He had barely enough time to process his feelings when they laughed and moved around him, making it impossible for him not to laugh as well, albeit nervously.

Kushina sat alone in her home, her expression heavy with sorrow. Her thoughts were consumed by the threatening message from Ino's mother, who had sent explicit videos to her, demanding she stay away from Naruto and threatening to reveal the videos if she even hinted to Naruto that she was his mother. The words echoed painfully: *"What would Naruto think if he knew his mother was a disgrace?"* Kushina remembered every detail, her hands trembling as she whispered, "I can't take this... I need the release; I can't stop myself."

She reached for her phone and made a call. After a short wait, a man arrived, his gaze intense as he approached her. "Kushina," he murmured with a smirk, "it's time to enjoy ourselves." He kissed her deeply, and she responded with fervor, his hands trailing down to her, and he said, "Tonight is going to be unforgettable."

Meanwhile, at his office, Naruto was busy at his desk, focused on his tasks at Ino's company. Ino watched him, a sly smile playing on her lips as she approached him. She leaned in and kissed him, a thoughtful expression crossing her face as she wondered about possibly bringing Hinata into their dynamic—it could be exciting. She chuckled softly, leaving Naruto puzzled. "What's so funny, Ino-chan?" he asked. She smiled warmly, replying, "Oh, my dear Naruto, I just love you."

After finishing work, Naruto found himself in Ino's car as usual. Pressed firmly against her chest, he felt a rush of shyness while Ino held him close. She insisted on the embrace, noticing how he blushed. When they returned home, Ino was still entertaining the idea of involving Hinata. Holding Naruto's hand, she led him into the house, where he soon found himself lying on the bed, embarrassed as Ino began to change in front of him. Seeing his flushed expression, she laughed and reassured him, "It's okay; I'm your wife, and you're my husband. After all, Sakura was with you last night, and we even had that... special time together. And now you're blushing?"

Naruto's face turned an even deeper shade of red as Ino changed clothes. Sitting across from him, she asked, "Did you enjoy being with Sakura?" He hesitated before replying, "Yes." Ino leaned forward, her tone playful but intense. "More than me?" Naruto shook his head quickly, "No, Ino-chan, you're the best—the most beautiful." She smiled, saying, "Alright, let's eat."

As they sat for their meal, Sakura entered the house unexpectedly, greeting Naruto with a smile. She leaned in, kissing him, and Ino followed with a kiss of her own, joking, "I really had fun with you. You're a bit of a handful." Naruto felt the familiar flush creeping over him as the young girl Sarada called out, "Daddy!" This only deepened his embarrassment as Ino reminded him, "Come on, let's finish our meal."

As they continued, Ino's gaze fell thoughtfully on her ring, considering new ideas. She wondered silently, *Why not?*

Ino sat at the table, her mind drifting to Naruto and the possibilities she was considering. She imagined him with both Hinata and Sakura. *Hinata's curves are definitely a draw,* she thought to herself, *but I know that I'm the one who can keep him truly satisfied.* Smiling to herself, she entertained the idea of introducing Hinata into the dynamic, only to shake the thought away momentarily. Suddenly, she caught Hinata's gaze, who was looking at her curiously.

"Is something on your mind, Ino-sama?" Hinata asked gently.

Ino chuckled, not quite ready to share her thoughts. "Just something… exciting," she replied. Hinata's curiosity grew, and she asked, "Exciting? Should I be worried?"

Ino grinned. "Oh, don't worry, Hinata. You'll be part of it soon enough. For now, let's just enjoy the meal."

As Naruto ate, Ino picked up a spoon, leaned toward him, and said, "Open your mouth." Both Sakura and Hinata exchanged surprised glances, noting how unusually gentle Ino seemed with him. The usually stern and forceful Ino, shaped by a challenging past, rarely let her softer side show. But Naruto seemed to bring it out of her naturally. Though she had removed him from his difficult life, taking him under her protection on the condition that he devoted himself to her completely, here she was, showing a tenderness she hadn't shown in years.

With her eyes back on Naruto, she couldn't help but let a smile slip. Her softer side began to emerge, though she quickly shifted her gaze, meeting Hinata's eyes with a stern look. "Why are you staring at me like that?" she asked, her tone turning serious again. Both Hinata and Sakura looked away quickly.

"Nothing, Ino," Sakura answered, and Hinata echoed, "Yes, nothing, Ino-sama."

Ino nodded, her serious side re-emerging, and then turned her attention back to Naruto. He looked at her with slight surprise, unsure of what to expect next. With a gentle smile, she said, "Alright, my dear, feed me now, as I fed you." Her playful tone melted Naruto's shyness further, though he blushed as she mentioned, "I can still feel your hand on my chest from earlier." His face went a shade of red deeper, causing Ino to laugh gently, and she leaned in, "It's things like that… your innocence and awkwardness, that make me love you even more."

Naruto was stunned by her words but reached over, offering her a spoonful with trembling hands. Ino took it with grace, smiling. "You don't know how to handle a woman," she murmured softly. "And that… is precisely what I find so endearing."

Kushina sat alone, her thoughts a chaotic swirl. She had just said goodbye to a man she had no true feelings for, a brief escape from her pain. After a shower, she dressed in a low-cut outfit and gazed into her mirror, questioning her choices. *How can I get my son back?* The thought echoed. No matter the obstacles, or Ino's threats, he was *her son.* She missed Naruto deeply, imagining him by her side. *But how?* She wrestled with the options, ideas tumbling through her mind, torn by her need to protect him and her fear of Ino's power.

For a fleeting moment, a radical idea struck her—*What if I… take him away?* She quickly dismissed it, though it lingered painfully, an unbearable but tempting possibility. She clutched her head, feeling as if she was breaking under the weight of it all. "No… no! I can't do that to him," she whispered, yet the thought persisted, haunting her until she finally screamed out in frustration, unsure of her next move.

Meanwhile, across town, Ino and Sakura were spending time with Naruto in a private room, dressed casually but with a hint of allure. Ino's expression was playful as she took Naruto's hand, placing it on her chest, teasing, "Naruto, you know who you're loyal to, right?"

Sakura, not missing a beat, added with a smirk, "I'm the one he really can't resist."

Ino shot her a challenging look, responding, "Not a chance—he's my husband, and he stands by me, don't you, Naruto?"

Caught off guard but unable to deny her, Naruto replied, blushing, "Yes… Ino-chan." Sakura looked at him with surprise, raising an eyebrow. "Ino-chan?" she repeated. "Now *that* is new! You've never let anyone call you that."

Ino laughed, pressing a soft kiss to Naruto's cheek, saying, "Naruto is the exception." Her voice softened, and she looked at him with something warmer than her usual confident stare. Naruto's face turned an even deeper shade of red as Ino smiled, her expression shifting from teasing to something almost tender. She took his hand and added, "Tonight, let's show Naruto just how much we care. Sakura, are you ready?"

Sakura smiled and nodded, giving Naruto a wink. "Alright, Ino, but I won't make it easy for you," she teased, causing Ino to laugh softly.

Ino glanced at Naruto, still holding his hand, her gaze softening. "You know, Naruto, you've really brought out the best in us," she admitted quietly. Naruto's face flushed as he looked between them, seeing the rare, genuine affection in their eyes.

Late at night, Naruto found himself sandwiched between Ino and Sakura, both lying close and asleep. Ino had an arm around him, her hand resting near his shoulder, her face nestled in his chest. Her warmth and closeness felt both comforting and overwhelmingly embarrassing. On the other side, Sakura clung to him from behind, her arm draped over his waist, her breathing soft and steady.

Naruto's face turned a deep red as he realized his predicament. "How did I end up like this?" he whispered, feeling the heat rising in his cheeks. He closed his eyes, trying to relax, but every time he did, Ino would shift closer, murmuring something in her sleep. As her head found a resting spot, Naruto's heart raced. "I'll just… try to sleep," he thought, though the situation was too nerve-wracking for rest to come easily.

Meanwhile, across the village, Minato sat alone with Mei. His mind was troubled, haunted by a decision he'd made long ago. "Did I make a mistake selling Naruto to a trader?" he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "I don't even know anymore."

Mei placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, my love," she whispered, "you did what you thought was right."

Minato sighed, staring into the distance. "But he's my son. How could I have let myself do such a thing?" Mei squeezed his shoulder gently, her voice soft as she reassured him, "Maybe, in time, he'll forgive you."

Minato shook his head. "No… he'll never forgive me. I'll never forgive myself either."

Mei nodded, her tone understanding but firm. "We'll just have to see what the future holds," she said gently. Minato took a deep breath, nodding in reluctant agreement, though the guilt lingered, a heavy presence he couldn't shake.

the end