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Chapter 10: Naruto's Birthday Surpri
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The morning sun crept through the curtains of Naruto's room, but he remained in a deep, peaceful sleep, sprawled out on his bed without a care in the world. Today wasn't just any day—it was his birthday—but Naruto had no clue. Only Saruyo and Kushina knew, and they had been meticulously planning for weeks.
Saruyo stood by his bedside, her icy eyes narrowing at the sight of him still snoring. She leaned down, her voice cold yet commanding.
"Wake up, Naruto," she said, her tone sharp.
Naruto groaned, burying his face deeper into his pillow. "Five more minutes…"
Saruyo's lips twitched with irritation. "I said, wake up!" she barked, louder this time.
Still, Naruto didn't budge.
Saruyo clenched her fists, her patience wearing thin. She drew in a deep breath before shouting at the top of her lungs, "WAKE UP, NARUTO!"
Naruto bolted upright, his heart racing. "What happened? What's going on?!"
Saruyo crossed her arms, glaring at him with her usual icy demeanor. "We're going out today. Get ready. Now."
Naruto blinked at her, still half-asleep. "Out? Why? Can't I just sleep a little more?"
Saruyo's expression didn't soften. Instead, she reached for the hem of her house clothes and, without warning, pulled her outfit off in front of him.
Naruto's eyes widened in shock as Saruyo stood there in nothing but her undergarments, her stunning figure on full display. Her curves were flawless—her ample chest, slim waist, and toned legs left him completely flustered.
"GET OUT!" Naruto shouted, covering his face with his hands as he scrambled out of bed.
Saruyo smirked to herself as she slipped into her chosen outfit for the day: a stunning, tight-fitting blue dress that accentuated her hourglass figure. The dress clung to her body in all the right places, its neckline daring yet elegant, while the hem stopped just above her knees, showcasing her long legs. She completed the look with silver heels and subtle jewelry, her icy beauty radiating confidence.
By the time Naruto returned, he was dressed in his usual casual style: a simple black T-shirt, dark jeans, and sneakers. His hair was slightly messy, but it only added to his charm.
Saruyo gave him an appraising look before nodding in approval. "Good. Let's go."
As they headed out, Saruyo paused by the kitchen, where Kushina was preparing the final touches on a batch of cupcakes. Saruyo gave her a quick wink.
"Make sure everything's perfect," she said softly, her voice unusually warm.
Kushina smirked, waving her off. "Don't worry about a thing, Saruyo. Just make sure Naruto doesn't suspect anything."
Saruyo grabbed Naruto's hand and led him toward the door. "Come on, slowpoke."
Naruto glanced back at his mother. "See you later, Mom!"
Kushina waved at them, waiting until they were out of sight before pulling out her phone. She quickly dialed Ino's number, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"They're gone," Kushina said into the phone. "It's time."
In another part of town, Ino was sitting on her bed, holding her phone tightly to her chest. Her heart raced with excitement and nervousness.
"Today's the day," she whispered to herself. "I'm coming for you, Naruto-kun."
She giggled softly, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. "You won't leave my bed once I've got you…"
Her mind briefly drifted to Saruyo, and her smile faltered. "What's she going to do to me when she finds out?"
A shiver ran down her spine, but she quickly shook it off. "It doesn't matter," she said firmly. "I'm doing this for my Naruto-kun. Nothing else matters."
Ino grabbed the beautifully wrapped box sitting on her floor. It was large enough to fit a person inside, decorated with vibrant ribbons and a big bow on top. She climbed inside, her excitement bubbling over.
Back at the house, Kushina carefully placed the box in the center of the living room. She chuckled to herself, imagining the chaos that was about to unfold.
"Let's just hope Saruyo doesn't destroy the house," she muttered, shaking her head with a smile.
As Naruto and Saruyo walked through the streets of Konoha, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Saruyo was unusually insistent on dragging him around, taking him to random shops and cafes with no apparent purpose.
"Saruyo… why are we doing this?" Naruto asked, tilting his head.
She gave him a sly smile, her icy eyes glinting. "You'll see."
Naruto sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. He had no idea what she was planning, but he trusted her.
Little did he know, a storm was brewing back at home, and his life was about to take a dramatic turn.
The streets of Konoha bustled with life as Saruyo and Naruto walked side by side, hand in hand. The crisp morning air carried the sounds of merchants calling out their wares, villagers chatting, and children laughing. Despite the lively atmosphere, Naruto's focus was entirely on the girl walking beside him.
Saruyo hadn't driven her car today, much to his surprise. Instead, she decided they'd walk, giving them more time together. Her long, silky black hair swayed behind her with every step, and her striking blue dress clung perfectly to her figure, accentuating her curves and highlighting her flawless beauty. Naruto couldn't help but steal glances at her, his cheeks flushing a deep red every time his eyes wandered to the neckline of her dress, which teasingly showcased her ample cleavage.
Saruyo noticed his lingering stares but said nothing. She let him look, a small, almost imperceptible smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She enjoyed seeing him so flustered.
"Here," Saruyo said, pointing to a cozy little café nestled between two shops. "We'll stop here for a bit."
Naruto nodded, still too shy to say much.
The two of them entered the café, finding a quiet corner table by the window. Saruyo ordered a cup of matcha latte, and Naruto, unsure of what to get, simply said, "I'll have the same."
As they waited for their drinks, Naruto couldn't help but admire her. The way the sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on her flawless skin, made her look almost ethereal. He found himself lost in her icy blue eyes, which seemed to hold both mystery and warmth—though the latter was reserved only for him.
Saruyo could feel his gaze on her but chose to remain silent, allowing him to admire her beauty. She was pleased that she had this effect on him, and for now, she was content to bask in his attention.
Their peaceful moment, however, was abruptly interrupted.
A blonde-haired woman with long, flowing locks approached their table. Her confidence radiated from her every step, and she wore a smirk that only added to her bold demeanor. Without warning, she leaned down, grabbing Naruto's face with both hands.
"Hey there, handsome," the woman said, her voice dripping with flirtation. "What's a cute guy like you doing in a place like this?"
Naruto turned crimson, his eyes widening in shock. "Uh… w-who are you?"
The woman giggled, brushing a strand of hair over her shoulder. "Name's Samui. And you're… well, let's just say you're exactly my type. What do you say we ditch this place and spend the night together?"
Naruto froze, unable to process what was happening.
"I'm experienced, you know," Samui continued, her voice lowering seductively. "I've been with plenty of men. I could show you a thing or two."
Saruyo's calm demeanor cracked in an instant. Her jaw tightened, and a dangerous glint flickered in her eyes. She sat still for a moment, her hand clenched into a fist under the table as she fought to maintain her composure.
Naruto glanced at Saruyo, his heart sinking. He knew that look all too well. **A disaster was about to unfold.**
Saruyo stood slowly, her movements deliberate and cold. She walked around the table, stopping directly in front of Samui. Without a word, she reached up and grabbed Samui's wrist, pulling her hand away from Naruto's face with surprising force.
"Step away from him," Saruyo said, her voice as cold as ice.
Samui raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "And who might you be? His friend?"
Saruyo's lips curled into a small, humorless smile. "His girlfriend."
Samui chuckled, leaning back slightly. "Girlfriend or not, you're not his wife. That means he's fair game."
Naruto felt the tension in the air spike, and he quickly stood, grabbing Saruyo's hand in an attempt to diffuse the situation. "Uh, Saruyo, maybe we should just—"
Saruyo didn't let him finish. She took a step closer to Samui, her icy gaze piercing straight through her. "Listen carefully," she said, her tone low and menacing. "I don't care what you think you're entitled to. If you so much as look at him again, I'll make sure you regret it."
Samui laughed, though it was clear she was starting to feel intimidated. "Typical Uchiha arrogance," she muttered, crossing her arms. "You think you're better than everyone else, don't you?"
Saruyo's smirk returned. "That's because I am."
Before Samui could respond, Saruyo grabbed Naruto by the collar and pulled him into a deep, possessive kiss. Naruto's eyes widened in shock, his face turning an even deeper shade of red as the entire café turned to look at them.
When she finally pulled away, Saruyo turned back to Samui, her smirk now full of satisfaction. "And for the record," she said, her voice dripping with disdain, "I don't let cheap women like you touch what belongs to me."
With that, she grabbed Naruto's hand and walked out of the café, leaving Samui standing there, fuming.
Outside, Saruyo's mood had visibly improved. She walked with a spring in her step, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Naruto, on the other hand, was still reeling from what had just happened. "D-Did you really have to do that?" he stammered.
Saruyo glanced at him, her smile softening slightly. "Yes. She needed to know her place."
Naruto sighed, though he couldn't help but feel a small surge of happiness at her protectiveness.
Saruyo squeezed his hand, her expression softening as she looked at him. "You're mine, Naruto. Don't forget that."
Naruto nodded, his heart racing. "I won't."
Deep down, he couldn't help but feel lucky to have someone like Saruyo by his side—even if she could be a little terrifying at times.
In a quaint house in Konoha, Ino stood at the doorway of her childhood home, holding her bags and trying to keep her emotions in check. Her mother, with her ever-teasing smile, stood in front of her, arms crossed.
"I'm going to miss you, Mom," Ino said softly, her lips curving into a bittersweet smile. "But I promise I'll visit every day. After all, I'm only moving to Naruto's place, not the other side of the world."
Her mother laughed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, don't worry about me, Ino. With you gone, I'll finally have the chance to invite some handsome men over and… you know, enjoy myself a little."
"Mom!" Ino exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Her mother chuckled, waving a hand dismissively. "I'm just kidding, darling. Or maybe I'm not. Either way, you've got bigger things to worry about—like living under the same roof as Saruyo."
At the mention of Saruyo, Ino's confident demeanor faltered. Her mother noticed the flicker of worry in her eyes and smirked. "What's wrong? Afraid she'll kill you?"
Ino nodded solemnly. "Honestly? Yes. You don't know her like I do, Mom. She's from the Uchiha clan—the *Uchiha clan!* They're all arrogant, icy, and terrifyingly skilled. Saruyo's no exception. Did you know she has multiple certifications in martial arts? She could break me in half if she wanted to!"
Her mother laughed again, shaking her head. "Oh, Ino, you're exaggerating. I'm sure she's not *that* bad."
"It's not that bad?" Ino's voice rose eight notches as she imagined Saruyu staring at her with that signature icy gaze, her knife in hand and murderous intent in her eyes. She shuddered. "No, mother, it's that bad. I can already see it—Saruyu standing over my lifeless body, mumbling something about teaching me a breathing lesson next to Naruto."
Her mother rolled her eyes but patted Ino on the shoulder. "Relax, sweetheart. Be brave. And even if she does kill you, think of it this way—you'll be a martyr for love."
"Mom, you're not helping!"
Her mother chuckled again, pulling her into a warm hug. "Alright, alright. I'm just teasing. You'll be fine. Now go, and don't forget to call me once you've settled in."
Ino sighed but returned the hug, her anxiety temporarily easing. "I will. Bye, Mom."
"Bye, Ino. Good luck," her mother said with a grin, watching as Ino climbed into her car and drove off toward her new adventure. Once the car disappeared down the road, she smirked to herself. "Now, time to restock the flower shop… and maybe keep an eye out for some handsome customers."
Meanwhile, Ino pulled up in front of Naruto's house, her heart pounding. She stepped out of the car, smoothed her outfit, and grabbed her bags. She stood at the door for a moment, gathering her courage before knocking.
The door opened, revealing Kushina, who greeted her with a wide smile. "Ino! Welcome!"
Ino smiled back, relieved to see the friendly face of Naruto's mother. "Hi, Kushina. Thanks for having me."
Kushina pulled her into a hug before stepping aside to let her in. "Come on in. We've got everything planned for Naruto's birthday surprise. Oh, and look at this!"
Kushina led Ino into the living room, where a large, beautifully decorated gift box sat in the middle of the room. It was big enough to fit a person inside.
Ino raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess—I'm supposed to hide in there?"
Kushina grinned. "Exactly! When I give the signal and say it's time for Naruto's surprise, you'll pop out of the box. It'll be perfect!"
Ino laughed nervously. "Alright, I'm in. But, uh, where's Naruto's room? I need to drop off my bags and get ready."
"Right this way," Kushina said, leading her upstairs.
Once in Naruto's room, Ino set her bags down and began unpacking. She deliberately chose a revealing outfit: a lacy bra and a pair of short shorts that accentuated her figure. As she slipped into the outfit, she glanced at herself in the mirror, her confidence returning. "This should do the trick," she muttered to herself.
When she returned to the living room, Kushina raised an eyebrow but smiled approvingly. "You're definitely going to turn some heads like that. Now, into the box you go!"
Ino climbed into the box, making herself comfortable. As Kushina closed the lid, Ino couldn't help but grin. Despite her nerves, she was excited. "This is it," she whispered to herself. "Time to win Naruto's heart."
From outside the box, she heard Kushina chuckling softly. "Naruto has no idea what's coming. Saruyo, though… well, let's hope she doesn't destroy the house."
Ino swallowed nervously but stayed quiet, determined to see the surprise through. Inside the box, she couldn't help but imagine Naruto's reaction when he saw her.
"This is going to be perfect," she thought, her heart racing with anticipation.
Saruyo held Naruto's hand tightly as they walked down the lively streets of Konoha. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, and the sound of chatter and laughter from the bustling crowd filled the air.
Naruto glanced at Saruyo, who was uncharacteristically quiet. She seemed content, almost cheerful, but he couldn't shake the feeling that her happiness stemmed from her earlier triumph—publicly humiliating the blonde woman who had dared to flirt with him.
Still, he chose not to bring it up.
As they walked, Saruyo suddenly spoke. "Naruto."
"Yes?" he replied, glancing at her curiously.
Saruyo gestured toward a small park across the street. "Do you see that garden over there?"
Naruto nodded. "Yeah, I see it. It looks nice."
Saruyo smiled faintly, her eyes distant as if lost in a memory. "I used to play there when I was little. My older brother and I would spend hours running around and climbing trees."
Naruto blinked in surprise. "You have a brother?"
Saruyo's hand tensed slightly around his, and he noticed her body tremble ever so subtly. She averted her gaze, her confident demeanor faltering. "I… I *had* a brother."
Naruto frowned, concern etched across his face. "What happened to him?"
Saruyo closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "I'll tell you someday… when I feel ready. For now, let's change the subject." She opened her eyes, her icy composure returning. "Do you know, Naruto, there's something I absolutely hate?"
"What is it?" Naruto asked, genuinely curious.
Saruyo stopped walking, turned to face him, and leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. "I hate it when someone touches what's mine. And I hate sharing, too."
Naruto's face turned bright red as he felt her breath against his skin. He stammered, "I-I see…"
Saruyo smirked at his reaction, her cold exterior softening just slightly. She pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, making his blush deepen. "You really have a way of pulling me toward you, Naruto," she murmured. "That's why I don't like the idea of sharing you."
Naruto swallowed hard, unable to meet her gaze. "I… I get it."
Saruyo straightened up, her smirk returning. "Good. Now, I'm starving. You're taking me somewhere to eat. Any suggestions?"
Naruto brightened at the change in topic. "Oh, I know just the place! It's a little ramen shop I've been going to since I was a kid. It's my favorite spot in the whole village!"
Saruyo raised an eyebrow. "Ramen, huh? Alright. Lead the way."
Minutes later, the two of them sat at a small table outside Ichiraku Ramen. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly cooked noodles and the hum of passing cars and pedestrians. Saruyo glanced around, her arms crossed. "So, this is the legendary ramen shop you wouldn't stop talking about?"
Naruto beamed. "Yup! This place is the best. Just wait until you try it!"
As if on cue, a cheerful voice called out from the shop. "Naruto-kun! You're finally here!"
Before Naruto could react, a bubbly waitress with long brown hair dashed out, throwing her arms around him and pulling his face directly into her chest. Naruto's face turned crimson, and he froze in place, unsure of what to do.
Saruyo's expression darkened instantly. Her sharp eyes narrowed as she stood up abruptly, grabbing the waitress's arm and yanking her away from Naruto. "Hands off," she said coldly, her tone dripping with menace. "He's not for touching."
The waitress blinked in surprise, then smiled nervously. "Oh, sorry! I didn't realize he had a girlfriend. You must be his…"
"*Yes,* I'm his girlfriend," Saruyo said, her voice icy and firm. "And I don't appreciate strangers throwing themselves at what's mine."
The waitress raised her hands defensively. "Alright, alright. No need to get hostile. I didn't mean any harm." She turned to Naruto, her cheerful demeanor returning. "So, what will you two be having today?"
"I-I'll have the usual," Naruto stammered, still flustered from the encounter.
Saruyo sighed, sitting back down and crossing her legs. "I'll have the same as him," she said curtly.
The waitress nodded and hurried off to place their order.
Naruto glanced at Saruyo, who was clearly still irritated. "You didn't have to be so harsh," he said cautiously.
Saruyo turned to him, her piercing gaze silencing any further protests. "Does she do that to you every time you come here?"
Naruto scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Well… yeah, kinda. But it's not a big deal…"
Saruyo grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him close so their faces were mere inches apart. Her eyes burned with intensity as she said, "You let her do that to you? Do you enjoy it or something?"
Naruto shook his head rapidly, his face beet red. "No, no! I don't care about it at all!"
Saruyo released him, leaning back with a smirk. "Good. You're lucky I'm here to teach you a thing or two. Honestly, Naruto, there's a lot you need to learn about relationships. Don't worry, though—I'll train you."
Naruto gulped, his face still flushed. "T-Train me?"
Saruyo's smirk widened, her voice lowering to a teasing tone. "Oh, yes. I'll make sure you're the perfect boyfriend. But don't get the wrong idea—I'm doing this for *me,* not anyone else. After all, if you're going to be a pervert, you'll be my pervert and no one else's."
Naruto's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he buried his face in his hands, unsure whether to laugh, cry, or run away. Saruyo simply chuckled, clearly enjoying his discomfort.
**"
The steaming bowls of Ichiraku Ramen were placed before Saruyo and Naruto. Naruto's face lit up with excitement as he eagerly grabbed his chopsticks. Saruyo, on the other hand, studied the bowl in front of her with skepticism. She poked at the noodles lightly with her chopsticks, lifting a single strand and examining it with narrowed eyes.
"Is this really edible?" Saruyo asked, her tone laced with doubt.
Naruto chuckled, his mouth already half-full of noodles. "Of course it is! Just try it, Saruyo. You'll love it!"
Saruyo hesitated, but under Naruto's expectant gaze, she took a small, cautious bite. Her expression remained neutral as she chewed, but after a moment, she went in for another bite—this time with a little less hesitation. Before long, she was eating at a steady pace.
Naruto smiled brightly. "So, what do you think?"
Saruyo paused, wiping her mouth with a napkin. "It's… tolerable," she said, her tone nonchalant.
But Naruto could see through her facade. The fact that she had nearly finished her bowl told him all he needed to know. "I knew you'd like it!" he said with a grin.
After finishing their meal, Saruyo stood and grabbed Naruto's hand, pulling him along. "Come on," she said.
Naruto followed her, the warmth of her hand in his making his heart race. The streets of Konoha were quieter now, the night settling in and the glow of streetlamps casting soft pools of light on the pavement. Saruyo walked with her usual confident stride, but Naruto noticed something was off.
"You've been quiet," Naruto said, glancing at her. "Is something wrong?"
Saruyo shook her head, her long black hair swaying with the motion. "No. Nothing's wrong," she replied. But in her mind, thoughts churned.
*He doesn't even realize it's his birthday,* she thought. *Does he not care? Or maybe he's just forgotten? Either way… it doesn't matter. My surprise for him is what really matters.*
She glanced at Naruto out of the corner of her eye. *And I suppose I'll see soon enough what kind of 'surprise' Kushina has prepared. I have a bad feeling about it, though.*
"Let's stop here for a moment," Saruyo said suddenly, pulling Naruto to a halt.
They stood on a hill overlooking the village, the view of Konoha bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. The sky was ablaze with hues of orange and purple, and the sight was breathtaking.
Naruto looked out at the horizon, a serene smile on his face. "It's beautiful," he said softly.
Saruyo remained silent, her gaze fixed on the sunset. Memories flooded her mind—memories of watching the sunset with her older brother, Itachi, when they were children. Her grip on Naruto's hand tightened as the bitter reminder of her brother's betrayal stirred a storm of anger and pain within her.
*He took everything from me,* she thought, her jaw clenching. *He destroyed everything.*
Naruto's voice pulled her from her thoughts. "Saruyo, are you okay?"
She turned to him abruptly, her icy facade back in place. Without a word, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest, directly over her heart. Naruto's eyes widened in shock, his face turning beet red.
"S-Saruyo?!" he stammered, his voice high-pitched with embarrassment.
"It's fine," she said calmly, her expression unreadable. Then, leaning in closer, she kissed him—a deep, lingering kiss that left Naruto breathless.
When she finally pulled back, Naruto stumbled back a step, his hand still hovering awkwardly in the air. "W-What was that for?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Saruyo smirked. "I wanted to. Do I need a reason?"
Naruto's face flushed even deeper, and he looked down at the ground, unsure of how to respond.
Saruyo tilted her head, studying him with a playful gleam in her eyes. "You know, Naruto, I'm always the one kissing you. What do you think about kissing *me* for a change?"
Naruto froze, his brain struggling to process her words. "M-Me? Kiss you?"
"Yes," Saruyo said, leaning in slightly, her icy blue eyes locking onto his. "I'm waiting."
Naruto gulped, his palms sweating as he hesitantly leaned forward. His heart pounded in his chest as he pressed his lips to hers in a shy, awkward kiss.
Saruyo placed a hand on the back of his head, tilting his face to deepen the kiss. When she finally pulled away, a sly smile curved her lips. "Not bad," she said, her voice low and teasing. "You're learning. Who knows? Maybe someday you'll be a beast in bed."
Naruto's face turned a shade of red that could rival his favorite ramen bowl. "W-What?! No, I-I'm not—!"
Saruyo laughed softly, clearly amused by his reaction. "Relax, Naruto. I'm just teasing you." She took his hand again, her fingers lacing through his. "Come on, let's go home."
As they walked through the quiet streets, Saruyo's thoughts returned to Kushina's mysterious surprise. *Whatever it is, I have a feeling it's going to be ridiculous. But I'll tolerate it… for Naruto's sake.*
She glanced at him, a faint smile tugging at her lips. *After all, this day is about him.*
-)"**
Saruyu and Naruto approached the front door of the Uzumaki residence, the evening air still carrying a cool breeze. Saruyu stopped before they entered, turning to face Naruto with a mischievous glint in her icy black eyes.
"Wait," she said, her tone calm but commanding. "Before you go inside, close your eyes."
Naruto blinked, tilting his head slightly. "Huh? Why?"
Saruyo narrowed her eyes. "Just do it."
Naruto sighed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly before complying. "Okay, okay…" He shut his eyes, a light blush already forming on his cheeks.
Saruyo stepped behind him and placed her hands gently over his eyes, leaning in close enough for him to feel her breath against his ear. "No peeking," she whispered.
Naruto's face turned bright red, his heart racing as she guided him forward into the house. He felt the warmth of the indoors and heard the faint rustling of something in the air.
"All right," Saruyo said, removing her hands. "You can open them now."
Naruto's eyes fluttered open, and he gasped audibly at the sight before him. The living room was adorned with colorful streamers, balloons, and a banner that read, **"Happy Birthday, Naruto!"** In the center of the room sat a beautifully decorated cake, the words *Happy Birthday, Naruto* written in neat frosting across the top.
Naruto blinked in surprise, his eyes wide as he took in the scene. "I… I didn't even realize today was my birthday," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Happy Birthday, Naruto!" Kushina's cheerful voice rang out as she rushed forward, pulling him into a warm embrace. She held him tightly, her maternal love radiating through the gesture.
Naruto flushed, awkwardly returning the hug. "T-Thanks, Mom…" he said, his voice filled with genuine gratitude.
Saruyo, who had been silently watching, stepped forward. Her usual cold demeanor softened ever so slightly as she reached out to cradle Naruto's face in her hands. She leaned in, pressing a firm, passionate kiss to his lips. When she pulled back, she gazed into his eyes and, for the first time, spoke in a voice so soft and tender it caught even herself off guard.
"Happy Birthday, Naruto," she said.
Naruto's face turned crimson, his words caught in his throat as he stared at her in astonishment. "S-Saruyo… thank you," he finally managed to say, his voice shaky.
But Saruyo wasn't done. With a smirk playing on her lips, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled his face against her chest. Naruto froze, his face completely buried in the soft warmth of her ample bosom.
"S-Saruyo!" he stammered, his voice muffled.
Saruyo tilted her head, feigning innocence as she tightened her hold slightly. "What? You're blushing again. I'm just making sure you feel special on your birthday," she teased.
Naruto's entire body tensed, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way to escape this situation without offending her. But before he could act, something caught Saruyo's attention.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the large, ornate box sitting in the corner of the room. It was decorated with ribbons and glitter, looking festive enough to be a part of the birthday decor, but its size was unusual—large enough to hold a person.
*What's this?* Saruyo thought, her brows furrowing slightly. She released Naruto, much to his relief, and crossed her arms as she studied the mysterious box. *What could be inside?*
Meanwhile, inside the box, Ino was crouched, balancing herself in an awkward position. She was dressed in nothing but her lacy bra and matching underwear, both snugly accentuating her curves. Her long blonde hair was tied back to keep it from sticking to her skin, but beads of sweat still formed on her forehead and trickled down her neck and chest.
*I've been standing in here for hours,* Ino thought, shifting slightly to keep her legs from cramping. She felt the fabric of her bra pressing against her skin, damp with sweat, and sighed quietly. *But it's all worth it… for Naruto-kun.*
Ino bit her lip, her anticipation growing as she imagined Naruto's reaction when the box was finally opened. *This is my moment,* she thought, a determined glint in her eyes. *This will show him how serious I am.*
The sound of forks gently scraping against plates echoed in the cozy Uzumaki living room as Naruto, Saruyo, and Kushina enjoyed the chocolate cake. Saruyo sat quietly, her black eyes observing the cake on her plate before taking another delicate bite. The rich flavor of the chocolate melted on her tongue, and despite her usually cold demeanor, she thought to herself, *This really is delicious.*
Meanwhile, Kushina beamed with pride. "So, what do you think of the cake?" she asked, her tone bright and cheerful.
Naruto, already halfway through his slice, grinned with chocolate smudged on the corner of his mouth. "It's amazing, Mom! Thank you!"
Saruyo gave a small nod, speaking in her usual calm tone. "It's… acceptable." Internally, however, she was far more impressed. *It's not bad at all,* she admitted to herself.
Inside the ornate box, Ino stood silently, her patience wearing thin. She could hear the faint sounds of the celebration outside—Kushina's voice, Naruto's laughter, and the occasional soft murmur of Saruyo. Most torturous of all, however, was the irresistible aroma of the chocolate cake wafting through the air.
*It smells so good…* Ino thought, her stomach grumbling softly. She pressed her hand to her abdomen, trying to stifle the noise. *I've been in here for so long… and now I'm starving. But no, not yet. I have to wait for the perfect moment.*
Despite her resolve, Ino felt a bead of sweat roll down her temple, and she shifted slightly to maintain her balance. The heat inside the box wasn't helping her situation. *I really hope this surprise is worth it,* she thought with a sigh.
Back outside, Naruto and Saruyo had finished their slices of cake. Kushina, too, had eaten her share but had purposefully left one piece untouched. She leaned back in her chair, glancing at the untouched slice with a knowing smile.
"That piece is for Ino," Kushina thought to herself. She imagined the blonde girl sitting inside the box, likely growing impatient, and chuckled softly. *She's probably sweating bullets in there by now. Poor girl.*
"Now then," Kushina said, clapping her hands together. "It's time for presents!"
Naruto perked up, sitting straighter in his chair. "Presents? Really?"
Saruyo, sitting beside him, crossed her legs and turned her gaze toward Kushina with faint curiosity. *So, this is the part where she reveals what's inside that ridiculously large box,* she thought.
Kushina nodded with a warm smile. "Of course! It's your birthday, after all." She looked over at Saruyo. "Why don't you go first, Saruyo? You've always been so thoughtful. I'm sure your gift will be wonderful."
Saruyo tilted her head slightly, her long black hair cascading over her shoulder. "Very well," she said simply. She reached down and picked up a small box, handing it to Naruto with a rare, almost imperceptible softness in her gaze. "Here. Open it."
Naruto took the box, his cheeks tinged pink as he glanced up at Saruyo. "Thank you," he said quietly before carefully unwrapping the gift. Inside was a sleek, elegant wristwatch with a polished silver band and a deep blue face.
Naruto's eyes widened as he held it up. "Wow… Saruyo, this is incredible. It looks expensive. You didn't have to spend so much on me…"
Saruyo's expression remained composed, but there was a subtle edge to her voice as she replied, "Just wear it, Naruto."
Naruto hesitated for a moment before slipping the watch onto his wrist. He held up his arm to admire it. "It's perfect. Thank you so much, Saruyo."
For a brief moment, Saruyo's icy exterior cracked. Her heart swelled at the sight of his genuine smile, and she felt a warmth she couldn't quite explain. *So, this is what they mean by happiness…* she thought.
In an uncharacteristic move, Saruyo leaned forward and hugged Naruto tightly, pressing him against her. Naruto froze as he felt her chest against him, his face turning a deep shade of red.
"Saruyo!" he stammered, his voice high-pitched with embarrassment.
Kushina watched the scene unfold with amusement, shaking her head slightly. *That poor boy…* she thought. *He's got his hands full with this one.*
Clearing her throat, Kushina stood up and clapped her hands again. "All right! My turn!" she announced.
Naruto looked over at his mother, grateful for the distraction. "What did you get me, Mom?"
Kushina smiled and held up a small box in her hand. "First, this," she said, walking over to hand it to him. "But don't forget—there's still another gift waiting for you."
Naruto glanced over at the massive, ribbon-adorned box sitting in the corner of the room. "Why is that one so big?" he asked, tilting his head curiously.
"You'll find out soon enough," Kushina said with a wink. She placed her hands on her hips, her fiery red hair swaying slightly as she added, "But open this one first."
Inside the large box, Ino adjusted the strap of her bra, her fingers trembling slightly as she held her own gift tightly. *Almost time,* she thought, her heart pounding. *Naruto-kun… I hope this works
Inside the box, Ino clasped her hands tightly, her breathing shallow as her heart raced. In her mind, she thought, *I feel like I'm going to faint.* The tension was almost unbearable, and fear of Saruyo overwhelmed her completely. *Control yourself, girl,* she urged herself silently, trying to summon every ounce of courage she had.
Meanwhile, outside the box, Kushina's cheerful smile lit up the room as she clapped her hands together. "It's time for the big surprise!" she announced, her excitement evident.
Naruto tilted his head, his expression curious yet confused. "The one inside the box?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of disbelief.
Saruyo's sharp black eyes narrowed slightly, her voice cold as ice. "Let's see what it is," she said, her curiosity masked by her usual detached demeanor.
Kushina chuckled knowingly, waving a hand toward the box. "Come out, my surprise!"
With that, the box was ripped open, and Ino stepped out dramatically. She was dressed in only a bra that barely held her ample chest and a pair of shorts that clung tightly to her figure. Her blonde hair shimmered under the light, and she clutched a wrapped gift in her hands.
Both Naruto and Saruyo's jaws dropped at the sight. Naruto's face turned bright red, his hands instinctively flying up in shock, while Saruyo's typically composed expression cracked ever so slightly as her black eyes widened in disbelief.
Kushina, on the other hand, couldn't contain her grin. "Ta-da!" she exclaimed proudly.
Without hesitation, Ino leaped toward Naruto, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Her chest pressed against him as she exclaimed, "Happy birthday, Naruto-kun!" Her voice was sweet and affectionate, and she smiled brightly, as though oblivious to the chaos she was causing.
Naruto froze, his face flushing even deeper as his arms flailed awkwardly. "I-Ino? W-What's going on?" he stammered, his voice shaky.
Saruyo's cold demeanor shattered completely as a dark aura seemed to radiate around her. Her hands balled into fists, and her voice was sharp and cutting as she demanded, "What is the meaning of this?"
Kushina, still smiling mischievously, looked at Saruyo with a playful twinkle in her eye. "Oh, come on, Saruyo. Isn't it obvious? She's here as part of the celebration!"
Saruyo's icy gaze hardened further. "Explain," she said curtly, her tone dripping with irritation.
Kushina shrugged lightly. "Well, you're Naruto's girlfriend, but honestly, I thought one wasn't enough. So, I decided he should have two!"
Naruto's eyes widened in shock. "Wait, what?! Two girlfriends?!" he exclaimed, his voice cracking.
Ino, still clinging to Naruto, peeked over his shoulder and looked at Saruyo with a mixture of nervousness and defiance. Her blue eyes flashed with determination, but her voice was tinged with mock fear. "N-Naruto-kun, save me! She's scary!"
Saruyo's black eyes narrowed dangerously as her voice dropped to a threatening whisper. "I am not scary," she hissed. "But if you don't step away from him right now, you'll see just how scary I can be."
Ino tightened her grip on Naruto, pretending to cower. "See? She's terrifying! She's going to kill me!"
Kushina chuckled from the sidelines, clearly enjoying the chaos. "This is amazing! You two are hilarious!"
Naruto, caught in the middle, waved his hands in a panic. "C-Can we all calm down?!"
But Saruyo wasn't about to calm down. She lunged forward, her patience worn thin. "Get away from him!" she snapped, grabbing at Ino.
With a startled yelp, Ino darted away, her blonde hair swishing as she sprinted around the room. "Naruto-kun is mine too!" she declared, her voice playful yet daring.
"Not a chance!" Saruyo growled, her icy composure now replaced with uncharacteristic fury as she chased after the blonde.
The two girls dashed around the room, their argument escalating into a chaotic chase. Finally, Ino made a sharp turn, colliding directly with Naruto and sending all three of them tumbling to the floor.
Naruto landed flat on his back, his face smushed against Ino's chest, her large breasts pressing against him. Ino gasped, her cheeks flushing red as she realized their position. "N-Naruto-kun!" she stammered, looking down at him.
Saruyo wasn't far behind. She fell onto Ino's back, her own ample chest pressing against Ino as she glared down at her. "You're testing my patience," Saruyo said coldly, her black eyes glinting with anger.
Ino, despite the situation, couldn't help but smirk. "Your chest is even bigger than I thought," she said teasingly, glancing over her shoulder at Saruyo.
Saruyo's face turned crimson with anger as she grabbed a fistful of Ino's blonde hair. "Enough out of you!" she snapped.
Naruto, trapped beneath the two girls, was completely flustered. "C-Can you both get off me?!" he squeaked, his voice muffled.
Kushina, standing nearby with her camera, was laughing so hard that tears streamed down her cheeks. "This is the best birthday chaos ever!" she declared as she snapped a picture.
Ino burst into laughter as well, despite Saruyo tugging on her hair. "You're so fun to mess with, Saruyo!" she teased, earning another tug from the black-haired girl.
Naruto sat on the couch, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson as he found himself sandwiched between two very different energies. On one side was Saruyo, her dark, piercing eyes radiating cold irritation. On the other was Ino, her blue eyes shimmering with what could only be described as a mix of hope and nervous excitement.
Kushina, standing near the table, smiled with her usual cheerful demeanor, though a glint of mischief sparkled in her eyes. She clapped her hands together as if presenting something of great importance. "As you can see," she began, her tone slightly theatrical, "I truly understand, Saruyo, that you're not one to enjoy sharing. But…"
She gestured dramatically toward Ino, who immediately adopted an expression of exaggerated sorrow. "Ino truly loves Naruto. Look at her—this poor girl! What else can she do? He's her only love!"
The drama in Kushina's voice seemed to reach Ino's soul, and she burst into tears, crying in a comically exaggerated manner.
Saruyo, however, was unmoved. Her black eyes narrowed, and her jaw clenched slightly. "So, you're in love with him," she said, her tone icy and accusatory. "And you think it's acceptable to betray me by coming here with this *pervert*?"
"*I am not a pervert!*" Ino protested loudly, her cheeks flushing as she wiped away her fake tears.
Saruyo leaned back slightly, her lips curling into a mocking smirk. "Oh, really? That's rich, coming from someone who's dressed like…" She gestured pointedly at Ino's outfit, her cold gaze lingering on the bra and shorts that left little to the imagination. "...this."
Ino crossed her arms defensively. "I didn't come here to be insulted!" she shouted, her voice wavering.
Saruyo wasn't finished, though. Her smirk widened, and her tone grew even colder. "And let's not forget the *number of men* you've been with. How many of them have been inside you? You're not even a virgin anymore."
Naruto's face went beet red, and he stammered, "S-Saruyo, d-don't talk like that! That's… that's not…"
Ino's eyes widened in shock and humiliation. "T-That's not fair!" she shouted back, her voice shaking with anger. "I've stopped doing that! I've changed!"
Saruyo tilted her head slightly, her black eyes narrowing. "Changed?" she echoed mockingly. "And yet, here you are, throwing yourself at Naruto, ready to—what was it you said? Oh, yes, 'give everything to him.'"
Ino's cheeks burned, but she refused to back down. "Yes! I'm ready to give him everything because I *love* him!" She turned to Naruto, her voice softening. "I'm even ready to…" Her words trailed off, her blush deepening. "...to have s—"
"Enough," Saruyo interrupted sharply, her voice cutting through Ino's stammering. "You have nothing to offer him. Naruto is pure and kind, even if he's naive. He doesn't need someone like you corrupting him."
Before Ino could respond, Saruyo added, her voice dropping to a deadly whisper, "And you'd love to corrupt him, wouldn't you?"
Ino opened her mouth to retort, but Kushina quickly stepped in, raising a hand. "Saruyo," she said gently, though her voice carried a note of warning, "that's enough. She's a human being too. You don't need to tear her down like that."
Saruyo's eyes flicked to Kushina, her expression unreadable, before she let out a small huff and leaned back, crossing her arms.
Ino, however, lowered her head, her shoulders shaking. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. "She's right," she said, her words filled with pain. "I don't have anything to offer. I… I feel so ashamed of myself. I've made so many mistakes."
Naruto's heart ached as he watched her crumble. Even Saruyo, cold as she was, felt a twinge of something unfamiliar—something that almost resembled guilt.
Ino wiped her tears with trembling hands, forcing herself to smile despite the sadness in her eyes. "Happy birthday, Naruto," she said softly, her voice breaking. "I'll leave you all alone now."
As Ino stood in the dimly lit room, her tears shimmering in the faint light, she clutched her clothes tightly against her chest. Her eyes, still red from crying, shifted toward Saruyo. For a moment, the usual icy presence of Saruyo seemed less intimidating, almost human, as she stood with her arms crossed, her piercing black eyes observing the situation.
"Ino," Ino began softly, her voice breaking slightly, "Saruyo-sama… thank you." She looked down, a bittersweet smile gracing her lips. "Thank you for everything. For allowing me… and for making me realize what real love is. Watching you and Naruto together—someone like me, who's been so lost—well… it made me understand what true connection feels like."
Saruyo didn't respond immediately. She simply stood there, her expression as cold and unreadable as ever, but there was something behind her eyes, a glimmer of acknowledgment.
Kushina, standing off to the side, was almost vibrating with anticipation. Her fingers twitched as if itching to nudge Naruto physically, but instead, she whispered to herself with a grin, "Come on, Naruto. Say something. This is your moment!"
Ino wiped her face with the back of her hand and forced a smile. "Happy birthday, Naruto," she said softly, her voice laced with a poignant sadness. She turned away, beginning to gather her belongings, her movements slow and deliberate. "I'll leave now. Thank you all for letting me be here."
Naruto sat frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. He felt torn between the heaviness of Ino's departure and the tension radiating from Saruyo, who stood beside him like a silent storm.
Just as Ino began to head toward the door, Saruyo sighed deeply. Her hand moved suddenly, landing softly on Naruto's stomach. The gesture wasn't harsh, but firm enough to catch his attention. Naruto glanced up at her, his blue eyes meeting her sharp black ones.
Saruyo didn't speak, but her expression and the subtle movement of her brow conveyed everything she needed to say. Her eyes flicked toward Ino, and then back at him, as if silently commanding, *Don't let her leave.*
Naruto's cheeks flushed even redder, and he fumbled nervously with his hands. He understood Saruyo's unspoken message clearly, but acting on it felt overwhelming.
Meanwhile, Ino, unaware of the silent exchange happening behind her, picked up her clothes and prepared to leave. Her hand had barely brushed the doorframe when Naruto's voice broke through the heavy silence.
"Ino!"
She froze, her eyes widening as she turned back to look at him. Her lips parted in surprise when she saw Naruto standing there, his hand extended toward her.
Naruto stepped forward, his expression full of determination despite the blush on his face. "Ino," he said softly, his voice trembling slightly, "it's okay."
She blinked, confused. "What do you mean?"
Naruto swallowed hard, his fingers curling into fists as he gathered his courage. "I mean… it's okay to make mistakes. None of us are perfect. We all mess up sometimes." His voice grew steadier as he continued, "What matters isn't the mistakes we've made, but how we learn from them. And… and how we try to be better."
Ino's breath caught in her throat, and she felt her tears threatening to spill over again.
Naruto looked directly at her, his blue eyes full of sincerity. "I don't think you should leave, Ino. I don't want you to leave. And… I accept you. I accept you as you are, as a… as a gift for my birthday."
The room fell silent. For a moment, even Kushina seemed too stunned to speak.
Ino's eyes widened, her body frozen in shock. But then, in an instant, the walls she had built around her heart came crashing down. She dropped her clothes and ran toward Naruto, throwing her arms around him and burying her face in his shoulder.
"Naruto…" she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Thank you… thank you so much." Tears streamed down her face as she clung to him, overwhelmed by the warmth of his acceptance.
Kushina, unable to contain herself any longer, snapped a picture with her camera. "This is going to make an amazing movie!" she declared with a grin, her enthusiasm cutting through the emotional tension in the room.
Saruyo stood silently, watching the scene unfold with her usual stoicism. But deep down, she couldn't deny the small flicker of satisfaction she felt. Despite her reservations about sharing Naruto, she knew this was the right thing to do. After all, she understood the pain of loneliness better than anyone.
Saruyo crossed her arms, her sharp gaze fixed on Ino. "Fine," she said at last, her voice cold but firm. "I'll allow it. You can be Naruto's second mistress."
Ino gasped, pulling back from Naruto to look at Saruyo in disbelief. "R-Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Saruyo rolled her eyes, her expression as icy as ever. "Yes, but only under my conditions. And don't think for a second that this means I've accepted you completely."
Before Saruyo could say anything else, Ino ran toward her and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Saruyo-sama!" she cried, her voice full of gratitude.
Saruyo stiffened, clearly uncomfortable with the sudden display of affection. "Let go of me," she muttered, her voice laced with irritation.
But Ino didn't let go. Instead, she buried her face in Saruyo's chest, her voice muffled as she said, "You're so mean, but you're so kind on the inside. Thank you so much, Saruyo-sama!"
Saruyo's black eyes narrowed, and her jaw clenched. "I said, *let go* before I change my mind."
Ino, however, seemed determined to test her luck. Saruyo sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as a faint smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "This is going to be… interesting," she muttered under her breath.
the end
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