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Chapter 3: Saruyo's Jealousy and a New Bond
The sound of Kushina's laughter echoed through the house, a hearty and uncontrollable fit of amusement that filled the quiet evening. Saruyo stood confidently at the door, her bag slung casually over one shoulder, her expression calm but mischievous.
Naruto, sitting at the kitchen table, froze mid-bite when he heard his mother's boisterous laughter. "What's going on out there?" he wondered aloud, wiping his mouth and straining to hear the conversation.
At the door, Kushina finally managed to catch her breath, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. "Oh, Saruyo, you're hilarious! You've come to live with us? Well, of course, our home is your home! Come in, come in!"
Saruyo smirked, satisfied with Kushina's reaction. "Thank you," she said simply, stepping inside with her signature confidence.
Naruto turned his head as he heard footsteps approaching, and his heart nearly stopped when he saw who it was. His cheeks flushed a deep red as Saruyo appeared in the doorway, looking as poised and striking as ever. His eyes drifted to the bag she was carrying, and his mind raced with questions.
"Saruyo-sama?" he stammered, rising from his seat.
Saruyo raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by his reaction. "What's with that expression?" she teased, her voice playful as she took a few slow, deliberate steps toward him. Her movements had a natural grace, each step making the room feel smaller.
Naruto's eyes darted between her and the bag, his voice shaky. "W-what are you doing here? A-and what's with the bag?"
Saruyo tilted her head, giving him a look that was equal parts casual and challenging. "After some serious negotiations with myself," she began, her tone light and teasing, "I decided that living alone is boring. So, why not live here? With you."
Naruto's face turned an even deeper shade of red. He struggled to find words, his thoughts jumbled and chaotic. "W-w-with me?!"
Kushina appeared behind Saruyo, her wide grin only adding to Naruto's embarrassment. She placed a hand on her son's shoulder, pulling him into a warm hug. "I'm so proud of you, Naruto!" she said, her voice full of affection. "You've finally brought home a beautiful girl. And what a girl!"
Naruto's face felt like it was on fire. "M-Mom! It's not like that!" he protested, his voice cracking.
Saruyo watched the exchange with a small smile, her dark eyes glinting with amusement. "She's loud, but she's kind," Saruyo thought, glancing at Kushina. "And beautiful, too. I can see where Naruto gets his... charm."
A few hours later, after dinner, Saruyo reappeared in the living room, dressed in a simple but revealing loungewear set. The loose-fitting tank top she wore offered a glimpse of her smooth skin, and the shorts she paired it with left little to the imagination. Naruto, sitting awkwardly on the couch, did his best to keep his eyes on the television, though he could feel her presence as if it were a weight on his shoulders.
Kushina, ever the observant one, gave Saruyo an approving nod. "Alright, Saruyo, let me show you where you'll be sleeping," she said, motioning toward the stairs.
Saruyo shook her head, her smirk returning. "No need," she said confidently. "I'll be sleeping with Naruto."
There was a beat of silence before Kushina's face lit up with glee. "I didn't expect you to take such a bold step so soon!" she said, clapping her hands together. "But, Saruyo, you have my full support. Naruto can be a little shy, but I'm sure you'll handle him just fine."
Naruto looked like he might faint. "M-Mom!" he shouted, his voice cracking again.
Kushina laughed, waving him off. "Don't be so embarrassed, sweetie. Saruyo's clearly the type to take charge." She leaned closer to Saruyo and whispered loudly enough for Naruto to hear, "He's all yours!"
Saruyo's smirk widened as she grabbed Naruto's hand, pulling him to his feet. "Come on," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Naruto's protests died in his throat as she led him up the stairs, her grip firm but not painful. Behind them, Kushina watched with a satisfied smile, giving them a little wave as they disappeared down the hall. "Yes," she whispered to herself, nodding approvingly.
Once inside Naruto's room, Saruyo closed the door behind them and leaned against it, her sharp gaze locking onto Naruto. He stood frozen in the middle of the room, his hands fidgeting nervously.
"I'll sleep on the floor," he blurted out, his words tumbling over each other.
Saruyo raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Don't be ridiculous," she said flatly. Before he could react, she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him toward the bed with surprising strength. He fell back onto the mattress with a small yelp, staring up at her in shock.
"S-Saruyo-sama—"
"Stop calling me that," she interrupted, her tone softening just slightly. She pulled her tank top over her head, revealing a fitted sports bra beneath that struggled to contain her generous curves. Naruto's face turned a shade of red that could rival the sunset as he tried to look anywhere but at her.
Saruyo, seemingly unbothered by his reaction, slipped into a pair of loose pajama pants and climbed onto the bed, her movements as fluid as ever. She positioned herself beside him, pulling him down until his face was nestled between her chest.
"Like this," she murmured, her voice soft but firm. "This is how I want to sleep."
Naruto's body stiffened, his mind racing as he tried to process what was happening. But exhaustion quickly took over, and despite his embarrassment, he found himself relaxing against her warmth.
Within moments, Saruyo was asleep, her breathing steady and calm. Naruto, though still blushing furiously, eventually succumbed to his own fatigue. His last thought before sleep claimed him was how impossibly surreal this all felt.
Naruto's room was quiet except for the soft sound of his breathing. The early rays of sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the room. Naruto stirred slightly, his head nestled on something soft and warm. As he slowly opened his eyes, he realized where he was—or rather, on what he was resting.
Saruyo lay asleep beneath him, her cold demeanor softened by the serenity of slumber. Naruto's head was resting on her chest, and even though she wore a modest camisole and a sports bra underneath, his face immediately turned bright red. The situation was mortifying to him, but he was unable to move without waking her.
As he gently tried to shift, a cold hand gripped his hair, freezing him in place. "Where do you think you're going?" Saroi's icy voice pierced through the quiet morning, though her tone carried a hint of amusement. Her sharp blue eyes fluttered open, locking onto his flustered face.
"S-sorry, Saruyo-san! I didn't mean to… I mean, I just woke up and…" Naruto stammered, his face impossibly red.
Saruyo tilted her head slightly, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. "Good morning," she said, her voice calm and measured as always.
Naruto gulped, averting his eyes. "G-good morning, Saroi-sama. Can I… uh… get up now?"
Saruyo grip on his hair remained firm. "Why are you so flustered? Haven't you ever slept on a girl's chest before?"
Naruto's blush deepened. "W-well, I used to sleep on my mom's chest when I was little…"
"Your mom doesn't count," Saroi interrupted, her tone as sharp as ever.
"N-no, I haven't," Naruto admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Saruyo released his hair and leaned back against the pillow, her expression unreadable. "Good. That's how I want it." She closed her eyes briefly before waving him off. "You can go now."
Naruto scrambled out of the room, his face burning with embarrassment. As soon as he was gone, Saroi sat up and removed the straps of her bra with a sigh of relief. She glanced around the room, a rare, faint smile gracing her lips.
"Living here might be better than I thought," she murmured to herself. Her thoughts drifted to Kushina, Naruto's mother. Despite her lively and welcoming personality, there was something comforting about her presence that Saruyo hadn't felt in years. Memories of her own mother surfaced—a kind, gentle woman whose warmth had been a rare solace in Saroi's otherwise cold life.
The smile faded as quickly as it had come, replaced by the icy mask she wore so well. Her hand instinctively reached for the scar on her arm, a reminder of the tragedy that had taken everything from her. Her voice was a quiet whisper, laced with determination. "I'll kill him…"
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Naruto stood under the shower, letting the warm water cascade over him. He hoped it would calm the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside him.
"This will help me relax," he muttered to himself, rubbing his face.
Suddenly, he felt something soft and large press against his back. His entire body froze.
"W-what?" he stammered, turning around in shock, only to come face-to-face with Saruyo. His heart nearly stopped when he realized she was topless, her cold yet teasing smirk firmly in place.
"What? You looked so tense," she said, tilting her head mockingly. "I thought I'd join you. After all, I'm your girlfriend, aren't I?"
Naruto's brain short-circuited. "S-S-Saruyo-sama! Y-you can't just… this isn't… I mean…"
Saruyo stepped closer, her gaze unwavering and her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Haven't you ever showered with someone before? Or is that something else you only did with your mom?"
Naruto's face burned hotter than the water from the shower. "N-no! I mean yes—I mean no! I haven't!"
Her icy smirk deepened as she leaned in slightly, her proximity sending Naruto's heart racing. "Relax. You're acting like a child," she said, her voice laced with mockery. "Now hurry up and finish. I don't have all day."
Naruto turned his back to her, desperately trying to focus on finishing his shower without fainting. Saroi's quiet chuckle echoed behind him, a rare sound that sent shivers down his spine. This was going to be a long morning.
After the shower, Saruyo dressed in her elegant black outfit, the fabric clinging perfectly to her figure and accentuating her beauty. Her long, silky black hair cascaded down her back, and she brushed it meticulously, her dark eyes glinting as she glanced at her reflection. Picking up her bag, which bore the name "Saruyo Uchiha" embroidered neatly, she allowed a rare, faint smile to grace her lips.
Naruto, meanwhile, was in his room, trying to tame his unruly blond hair. He couldn't stop his mind from wandering back to the earlier incident in the shower, and his face turned redder by the second. When he thought of Saruyo figure, particularly her… chest, he shook his head vigorously, trying to banish the image. "Focus, Naruto!" he muttered to himself, gripping his hairbrush.
Downstairs, Kushina's voice called out cheerfully, breaking him out of his thoughts. "Saroi! Naruto! Come down for breakfast before you head off to campus!"
Saruyo descended the stairs gracefully, her bag slung over one shoulder. Her icy demeanor softened just slightly as she saw Kushina bustling about in the kitchen. "Thank you for breakfast," Saroi said, her tone polite yet detached.
Kushina waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, it's no trouble at all! Besides, you're going to be my son's future wife, so you're practically family already!"
Naruto, who had just entered the kitchen, nearly tripped over his own feet. "M-mom!" he stammered, his face heating up as he sat at the table. He focused on his plate, avoiding eye contact with both women.
Saruyo lips curved into a sly smile as she took her seat. "Soon enough," she said coolly, glancing at Naruto with a glint of amusement in her eyes.
Kushina beamed. "That's wonderful! You know, Naruto, I'll have you know that I slept with your father the very first day we met!"
Naruto's face turned scarlet, and he choked on his food. "M-mom! Please!"
Saruyo chuckled quietly, her cold laugh laced with mockery. "Good to know," she said, before finishing her breakfast with measured precision.
Once the meal was over, Saruyo stood up and grabbed her bag, glancing back at Kushina. "Goodbye, Auntie," she said smoothly.
Kushina waved them off cheerfully. "Have a great day at school! And don't forget to practice being a good couple!"
Naruto's face was still beet red as he followed Saruyo out the door. She grabbed his hand without a second thought, leading him toward her sleek black car. "Let's go," she said simply.
Naruto nodded, trying not to think too hard about the way her hand felt in his. They climbed into the car, and Saruyo started the engine, the soft hum filling the silence. As she adjusted the rearview mirror, she suddenly leaned over and kissed Naruto, her lips pressing against his in a way that left him utterly speechless.
She pulled back, her expression cool but her tone teasing. "Cheer up. After lectures, we have training to do."
Naruto nodded, still too flustered to form coherent words. "Y-yeah, Saruyo-sama."
Saruyo smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, and by the way," she said casually as she drove. "Last night, when you fell asleep from exhaustion, you were holding onto my chest."
Naruto's face turned bright red, and he stammered, "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—"
"It's fine," Saruyo interrupted, her tone cool as ever. "Just don't make a habit of it. And besides… soon enough, we'll be doing a lot more than that."
Naruto's eyes widened in panic, and his voice cracked. "W-what?!"
Saruyo let out a rare laugh, a mocking sound that sent chills down his spine. "Relax, Naruto. You're too easy to tease."
As they arrived at the university, Saruyo parked the car and glanced at him. "Come on. Let's go. We don't want to be late."
Naruto nodded, trying to steady his breathing as he followed her out of the car. This was going to be a long day.
As they arrived on campus, the atmosphere seemed to shift. All eyes turned toward them as Saruyo Uchiha, the enigmatic "Ice Queen," walked hand in hand with Naruto, her typically shy and awkward boyfriend. Naruto carried her bag, as he always did, his cheeks tinged with pink at the attention they were receiving. Saruyo cold expression remained unchanged as murmurs rippled through the crowd.
"Can you believe it? Saruyo Uchiha is dating that shy guy?"
"Isn't she the one who sent twenty guys to the hospital just for asking her out?"
"How did he manage to get her to say yes?"
Naruto heard every word, his embarrassment growing with each passing second. Saruyo, however, seemed unfazed. She held his hand firmly, her dark eyes scanning the crowd with an air of authority that silenced anyone bold enough to stare too long.
On the sidelines, Shikamaru leaned against a tree, watching the scene with his usual bored expression. He sighed and shook his head. "She's completely taken over his life. He doesn't even hang out with us anymore."
Neji stood beside him, arms crossed. "That's just how life goes. People grow up, find partners. It's natural."
Kiba, on the other hand, was a blubbering mess. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched Akamaru to his chest. "My boy has grown up so fast! He's not a little kid anymore!"
Shikamaru groaned. "This is such a drag."
Across the campus, Ino Yamanaka stood near the fountain, her gaze fixed on Naruto. There was something about him that she couldn't quite place. He was shy, quiet, and unassuming, yet somehow he had managed to win over Saroi Uchiha, the girl who had rejected countless suitors with terrifying finality.
"I don't get it," Ino murmured to herself. "What does she see in him?" Her heart twisted as she watched the two of them together. Naruto's soft features and shy demeanor made him seem almost delicate, and yet there was something about him that drew her in. She couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.
Memories of a conversation with Sakura flashed through her mind. "Don't do anything stupid," Sakura had warned. "You can't mess with Saruyo. She's dangerous."
Ino sighed, her heart heavy. "But I can't help it," she whispered. "If only I had noticed him first. If only I had gotten to know him before she did." Her thoughts turned bitter as she remembered her past relationships. Every man she had ever been with had used her for her body and discarded her afterward. The last time she had slept with someone was a month ago, and it had ended just like all the others.
"I'm so stupid," she muttered, her voice trembling. Tears threatened to spill as she clenched her fists. "But there's something different about him. My heart feels like it's going to burst. I have to do something."
Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw Saruyo lean in and kiss Naruto. The sight made her stomach churn with jealousy. Her nails dug into her palms as she struggled to contain her emotions. "Why him? Why her?"
Not far away, Hinata watched the same scene unfold, her heart sinking. She had loved Naruto for as long as she could remember, always admiring him from afar. But now he was with Saruyo, a girl who was as untouchable as she was beautiful. Hinata knew there was nothing she could do. Saroi was someone no one dared to challenge.
Hinata's eyes filled with tears, but she quickly wiped them away. She didn't want anyone to see her pain. Instead, she turned and walked away, her heart heavy with unspoken feelings.
Back with Naruto and Saruyo, she tugged on his hand, breaking him out of his flustered daze. "Let's go to the lecture hall," she said, her tone as commanding as ever.
"O-okay," Naruto stammered, following her lead. The two of them walked through the campus, leaving whispers and envious gazes in their wake. Saruyo presence was as commanding as ever, and Naruto couldn't help but feel both proud and overwhelmed to be by her side.
As they approached the lecture hall, Saruyo grip on his hand tightened briefly. "Remember, Naruto," she said, her voice low and serious. "You're mine. Don't forget that."
Naruto nodded, his cheeks tinged with pink. "I won't forget, Saroi-sama."
Her lips curved into a faint smirk, and she pushed open the door to the lecture hall. The day was just beginning, and it promised to be anything but ordinary.
As Saruyo confidently led Naruto into the lecture hall, her cold and composed demeanor commanded attention. The murmur of the other students quieted as the two of them entered. Saroi's piercing dark eyes immediately landed on a student sitting in their usual spot—the same student she had intimidated the day before. The moment he noticed her gaze, his face paled, and he hurriedly vacated the seat without a word. Saruyo smirked faintly and motioned for Naruto to sit.
"Let's sit here," she said, her voice calm and authoritative.
Naruto's cheeks flushed as he followed her to their seats. He settled into the chair next to her, his nervousness palpable. Saroi, however, was unbothered. She leaned closer to him, her proximity almost overwhelming as her soft, curvaceous figure pressed lightly against his arm. Naruto stiffened, his face burning with embarrassment.
As the lecture began, the atmosphere in the room shifted. Kakashi, the enigmatic and sharp professor of engineering, began explaining a complex concept on the board. His voice was steady and captivating, though the difficulty of the material left most of the students struggling to keep up. Saroi sat elegantly, her posture perfect, while Naruto tried his best to focus despite the distraction of her closeness.
Partway through the lecture, Kakashi's attention turned to the class. He scanned the room, his eyes narrowing beneath his signature mask.
"Alright," he began, tapping the board with his pen. "Let's see who's paying attention. You," he said, pointing his pen toward Naruto. "The one sitting next to the Ice Queen herself."
Naruto froze, his face turning a deep shade of red.
"M-me?" he stammered, glancing nervously at Saroi, who simply turned her head to look at him, her expression unreadable.
"Yes, you," Kakashi confirmed. "Come down here and solve this problem on the board."
The room went silent. All eyes were on Naruto as he reluctantly stood, his movements awkward and hesitant. His friends, sitting in the back, exchanged worried glances.
"This is going to be rough," Sai muttered under his breath. "Hang in there, Naruto."
As Naruto approached the board, Kakashi handed him the pen with a calm but expectant expression. "This problem is a tough one," Kakashi said. "Let's see how you handle it."
Naruto nodded, his hands trembling slightly as he faced the complex equation. Saruyo cold eyes followed him, her mind racing. "There's no way he can solve this," she thought to herself. But as she watched, her skepticism began to waver. Naruto's expression shifted from nervous to focused, his hand moving steadily as he began writing.
Step by step, Naruto worked through the problem. The room was utterly silent except for the sound of the pen against the board. Even Kakashi seemed intrigued, his eyes narrowing as he watched Naruto's progress. Saruyo gaze never left him, a flicker of curiosity breaking through her icy exterior.
Minutes passed, and then—
"I'm done," Naruto said, stepping back from the board.
The room erupted in murmurs as everyone stared at the solution. Kakashi's visible eye widened slightly in surprise. He examined Naruto's work carefully before nodding. "Well, well. That's correct. Completely correct."
Amazement echoed through the hall. Even Saruyo usually calm face showed a hint of surprise. Kakashi turned to Naruto, his tone admiring. "You have a brilliant mind, . I see a bright future for you."
Naruto's face burned with embarrassment, but there was a small smile on his lips. "Th-thank you, Professor."
"What's your name?" Kakashi asked, tilting his head curiously. "I don't think I've seen you speak up before."
"I-it's Naruto," he replied softly.
From the back of the room, Sai grinned. "That's my guy!" he whispered proudly. Hinata, sitting a few rows back, felt her heart swell with happiness for Naruto. "He's amazing," she thought, a small smile forming on her lips. Meanwhile, Ino's heart raced. "So his name is Naruto," she thought, the name echoing in her mind. "It suits him."
Back at their seats, Saruyo expression softened for the first time in years. As Naruto sat down beside her, she reached out and took his hand, her touch surprisingly gentle.
"You surprised me," she said, her voice quieter than usual. "You made me proud."
Naruto's face turned crimson, and he stammered, "R-really?"
Saruyo nodded, her lips curving into a small, genuine smile—a smile no one had seen in years. "That's exactly what I want to see from you."
Naruto swallowed hard, his heart pounding. Saruyo words and her smile left him speechless. For the first time, he felt as though he had truly earned her respect.
After the lectures ended, Saruyo Uchiha made her way to a secluded garden on campus, a serene place far removed from the bustling university life. She sat gracefully on the soft grass, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, and waited for Naruto. Moments later, the shy blond approached her, his bag slung over one shoulder. She beckoned him closer with a faint smile.
"Come here," Saruyo said, patting the spot in front of her. Naruto hesitated for a moment before sitting down on the grass, nervously looking around to ensure they were truly alone. Saruyo reached out, her movements deliberate and gentle, and guided his head to rest between her soft, thick thighs. Naruto's face turned bright red as the warmth of her touch and the softness of her skin enveloped him.
"S-Saruyo..." he stammered, unsure of how to react. She simply smiled, her usual icy demeanor softening as she began to run her fingers through his messy blond hair. Her touch was tender, a stark contrast to her usual coldness.
"Relax," she said softly, her voice like a soothing melody. As she continued to play with his hair, she leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. Naruto's heart raced, and he shyly looked up at her. From his angle, he couldn't help but notice the way her generous curves strained against her elegant dress, her ample chest threatening to spill out. He quickly averted his eyes, his face burning with embarrassment.
Saruyo chuckled softly at his reaction, her dark eyes glinting with amusement. "You're so easy to fluster," she teased. "Tell me, Naruto, have you ever thought about..." She paused for a moment, a sly smile forming on her lips. "Taking my virginity?"
Naruto's eyes widened in shock, his face turning an even deeper shade of red. "W-what?" he stammered. "What's that?"
Saruyo blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "You don't know what virginity is?" she asked, her tone a mix of disbelief and curiosity.
"N-no," Naruto admitted, scratching the back of his head. "I've... I've never really talked about stuff like that. I've spent most of my time with my mom or my friends—Shikamaru, Kiba, Neji, and Sai. That's about it."
Saruyo sighed, shaking her head slightly. "You're smart, Naruto, but you're so innocent," she said, her voice laced with both fondness and exasperation. "Alright, let me explain."
She proceeded to educate him about the concept of virginity, explaining the physical and emotional aspects in her usual blunt yet oddly patient manner. She detailed the biological aspects of a woman's body, including the hymen, and explained how intimacy between a man and a woman could lead to the loss of virginity.
Naruto listened intently, his face growing hotter with every word. By the time she finished, he looked as though he might pass out from sheer embarrassment.
"A-and that's how a girl loses her virginity?" he asked timidly.
Saruyo nodded, her expression unreadable. "Exactly. And now you know," she said, leaning back slightly. "Most of the girls on campus have already lost theirs. They have boyfriends, and many of them... well, let's just say they're not exactly shy about it."
Naruto's thoughts drifted to his friends, and he nodded. "Yeah, I guess some of my friends have girlfriends too," he admitted.
Saruyo smirked, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Good. That means we'll be doing this our own way. So, get ready, Naruto. It could happen anytime."
Naruto's eyes widened in panic, and he swallowed hard. "A-anytime?" he repeated, his voice trembling.
Saruyo leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips, her touch lingering just long enough to leave him breathless. Meanwhile, in the distance, Ino Yamanaka watched the scene unfold from behind a tree. Her heart ached as she overheard every word of their conversation.
"I can't believe it," Ino whispered to herself, her hands clenching into fists. "He didn't even know what virginity was. He's so innocent... and yet so smart." She felt her chest tighten, a strange mix of admiration and longing stirring within her.
As she watched Saruyo kiss Naruto, jealousy burned deep in her heart. "Why does she get to have him?" Ino thought bitterly. Memories of her own past came rushing back—the men who had only wanted her for her body, the pain of feeling used and discarded. Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered, "Would someone as pure as Naruto even look at a girl like me? Someone who's already tainted?"
Unable to bear the thought, Ino turned away, her tears falling silently as she walked off. "I'm so stupid," she muttered. "I should have stayed out of this world."
Elsewhere on campus, Sakura sat with her new boyfriend, Sai, under a shaded pavilion. She rested her chin on her hand, watching him sketch lazily in his notebook.
"I think Ino's starting to take an interest in your blond friend," Sakura said, her tone thoughtful.
Sai paused, glancing up at her. "Naruto?" he asked. "He's already with Saruyo. And Saruyo isn't someone to mess with. She's the most stunning girl in the college, and she knows it."
Sakura sighed, leaning back. "Poor Ino. She doesn't stand a chance," she said softly. "But you're right. Saruyo is... well, Saruyo."
Sai nodded in agreement, his expression calm as ever. "Come on, let's go," he said, closing his notebook and standing up.
Sakura hesitated for a moment, glancing toward the garden where Naruto and Saruyo were. "Good luck, Ino," she whispered before taking Sai's hand and walking away.
The gym buzzed with energy, the faint hum of workout machines filling the air. Saruyo stood in the center, clad in sleek black athletic wear that hugged her perfect figure. Her long black hair glistened under the fluorescent lights, swaying gently as she moved. Her intense black eyes scanned Naruto, who was struggling to keep up with the exercises.
"Come on, Naruto. Focus," Saruyo said, her voice as cold and commanding as ever. She easily lifted a 20-pound dumbbell, her toned arms making it look effortless. Naruto, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat, his arms trembling as he tried to lift a mere 10 pounds.
He couldn't help but sneak glances at her. The way her curves moved, the strength in her every motion—she was mesmerizing. But every time his eyes lingered too long, he quickly averted them, his cheeks burning red.
"You're staring," Saruyo said without looking at him, smirking slightly.
"N-no, I'm not!" Naruto stammered, focusing on his weights. But his mind was racing. How could someone so beautiful and powerful be his girlfriend? It felt surreal.
Saruyo finished her set, barely breaking a sweat. She walked over to Naruto, her expression softening slightly as she watched him struggle. "You're improving," she said, handing him a bottle of water.
"Thanks, Saruyo-sama," Naruto muttered, taking a long sip.
After an hour of grueling training, they left the gym together. Naruto sat in the passenger seat of Saruyo's sleek black car, still catching his breath. Saruyo drove in silence, her eyes fixed on the road, but there was a tension in the air.
"There's something wrong," Saruyo said suddenly, pulling the car to the side of the road.
Naruto blinked in confusion. "What is it?"
Saruyu got out of the car without answering. Naruto followed her, and they approached a small group of men surrounding a girl. The girl looked terrified, and looked around for help.
"Please, just let me go," the girl begged. One of the men smirked and leaned closer to her.
"Come on, sweetheart. It'll be fun," he said, his voice dripping with malice. His friends laughed, one of them licking his lips in anticipation.
"You should leave her alone," Saruyo's icy voice cut through the air like a blade. The men turned to see her standing there, her imposing presence amplified by the calm fury in her eyes. Naruto stood behind her, unsure of what to do but knowing better than to get in her way.
The men chuckled. "And who's gonna make us, huh? You and your pretty boyfriend?"
Saruyo didn't respond. She stepped forward, her gaze locked on the leader of the group. "I'll say it one more time. Let her go, or you'll regret it."
"Oh, we'll regret it?" one of the men mocked, stepping toward her. "How about we start with you? I bet your boyfriend wouldn't mind sharing."
The moment he reached for her, Saruyo moved. In a blur of motion, she grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, sending him to his knees with a pained scream. The other two men rushed at her, but they didn't stand a chance. Within seconds, they were on the ground, groaning in pain.
Naruto watched in awe as Saruyo stood over them, her expression as cold as ever. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood," she said. "Now get out of here before I change my mind."
The men scrambled to their feet and ran, leaving the girl trembling but unharmed. Saruyo turned to her. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice softer now.
The girl nodded quickly. "Y-yes, thank you."
Naruto recognized her then. "Hinata?"
Hinata's eyes widened when she saw him. "Naruto-kun..."
Saruyo glanced between them, her expression unreadable. "Do you need a ride home?" she asked Hinata.
Hinata shook her head. "No, thank you. I'll be fine."
As Hinata walked away, Naruto couldn't help but notice the sadness in her eyes. He wanted to say something, but Saruyo grabbed his hand, pulling him back to the car.
"Let's go," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
As they drove away, Naruto glanced at Saruyo. She was staring straight ahead, her grip on the steering wheel tight. But there was something different about her. For a moment, he thought he saw a hint of warmth in her icy demeanor.
"You're amazing," he blurted out.
Saruyo smirked, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. "I know."
Naruto chuckled nervously, his heart racing. She was cold, fierce, and terrifying, but he couldn't deny it—he was falling for her more every day.
Saruyo drove the car, her hands gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than usual. Glancing at Naruto, she asked with a hint of jealousy, "How do you know that girl, Hinata?"
Naruto blushed, looking down at his hands. "She was my classmate in high school. She transferred to this college, but we never dated or anything. She's really shy and super kind."
Saruyo hummed, her tone cold but curious. "That's obvious," she replied, then sighed as the conversation trailed off. The rest of the drive was quiet until they arrived home.
During dinner, Kushina said with a bright smile. "Great job, Saruyu! What you did was very noble."
Saruyo shrugged. "It was nothing," she said flatly.
Kushina chuckled. "I'm just happy Naruto found a strong girl like you."
Naruto flushed red as the two women talked over dinner. Saruyo ate calmly and replied, "It's supposed to be the other way around, but I don't mind protecting him."
Kushina grinned. "So, how did you two meet?"
Saruyo placed her chopsticks down neatly and answered, "I was sitting in the park, and he came up to me and asked me to date him. I accepted."
Naruto turned even redder, looking down at his food. Kushina laughed heartily. "I never imagined you would take such a bold step, Naruto!"
"Mom, please!" Naruto stammered, covering his face with his hands.
Saruyo smirked slightly. "Your son is incredibly innocent. He didn't even know what virginity was."
Kushina blinked, then burst into laughter. "That doesn't surprise me! Naruto's so shy and introverted. There's no way he'd know that kind of thing."
Saruyo nodded, her expression unwavering. "Don't worry. I explained it to him."
Naruto groaned, his face as red as his mother's hair. "Can we not talk about this?" he mumbled, excusing himself to his room. Kushina and Saruyo watched him go, a mixture of fondness and amusement on their faces.
Kushina turned to Saruyo, her tone thoughtful. "Naruto really is charming in his own way. He's been overlooked because he's so introverted, but now that he's dating you, someone so well-known, I think people are starting to notice him more."
Saruyo paused mid-bite, her eyes narrowing slightly. Kushina continued, "Just be careful. Naruto's a sweet boy. Make sure you take care of him."
Saruyo gave a rare, small smile and nodded. "I will."
Later that night, Naruto lay in bed, drifting off to sleep when he suddenly felt something soft and warm pressing against his face. His eyes shot open to see Saruyo's large chest enveloping him. She had climbed into bed with him, her calm expression betraying nothing as she looked down at him.
"I'll be sleeping here from now on," she said matter-of-factly, pulling him closer into her embrace.
Naruto's entire face turned scarlet as he stammered, "S-Saruyo! W-what are you doing?"
She tightened her hold, her voice soothing but firm. "Sleep."
Naruto's mind raced, but he couldn't resist her warmth and the sound of her steady heartbeat. Slowly, his breathing evened out, and he drifted off to sleep, enveloped in her protective embrace
the end
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