Looking back over the stuff I've written, I realize I've been pretty bad about updating. It's usually just so much easier to start a new idea than to update an existing one. Given that, I'm trying to focus on going back and working more on existing fics than beginning new ones; this thread is the result. These scenes are all from future chapters of fics I've written, though not necessarily the next chapter to be released. I'm also reposting the scene from "Tender Loving Care" since it's already a clip. I'm hoping to post more of these later.
From Tender Loving Care:
From Ero-Sensei Naruto:
From Putting Away Childish Things:
From Wanted: Love Hina:
From Tender Loving Care:
ôMy medical recommendation is that he gives you a thorough spanking.ö
Once again, a shocked silence filled the room. Keitaro quickly put a hand to his nose to stop the blood from visibly running; maybe, just maybe if he was very quiet and didn't make any sudden movements, he'd be able to get out of here alive before the girls killed him for being a pervert.
Su suddenly leapt to her feet and began waving her hand in the air, as though she were in school.
"Yes, Su-san?" asked Dr. Hikari, nodding at the younger girl.
"Which 'he'?" asked Su, "Keitaro? Or Naru's daddy?"
"Urashima-san, of course," Dr. Hikari almost rolled her eyes at the inane question, but paused, and then added as an afterthought, "though it would probably help if she called him 'Daddy' while he was doing it."
Once again, a shocked silence filled the room. Keitaro quickly put a hand to his nose to stop the blood from visibly running; maybe, just maybe if he was very quiet and didn't make any sudden movements, he'd be able to get out of here alive before the girls killed him for being a pervert.
Su suddenly leapt to her feet and began waving her hand in the air, as though she were in school.
"Yes, Su-san?" asked Dr. Hikari, nodding at the younger girl.
"Which 'he'?" asked Su, "Keitaro? Or Naru's daddy?"
"Urashima-san, of course," Dr. Hikari almost rolled her eyes at the inane question, but paused, and then added as an afterthought, "though it would probably help if she called him 'Daddy' while he was doing it."
From Ero-Sensei Naruto:
ôI donÆt care about her feelings!ö hissed Anko, ôWe have two weeks until class starts, and you still donÆt have any field experience!ö
ôHey! I havenÆt heard you complaining recently!ö protested Naruto.
ôI said æfield experienceÆ Naruto, not æbedroom experience.Æö Taking a moment to calm herself, she tried to explain things to the kid rationally. ôYes you pretty much know your way around the bedroom now,ö And the shower, and the kitchen, and the living room, and quite a few other places where Anko had insisted they do it, ôbut the whole purpose of being an infiltrator is getting into someoneÆs confidence; the sex is just the icing on the cake. If they donÆt even know you, you canÆt just slip into their bedroom at night and fuck them until they love you; that only happens in Jiraiya-samaÆs perverted stories.ö
Naruto hmphed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away, but he didnÆt protest, which Anko knew was a signal that she was getting through to him. He may not have liked it, but she didnÆt care if he liked it or not. The kid had to be ready.
ôNow, this is the next part of your training. Go seduce that little girl; ask her out, woo her over the course of the evening, and when you get the chance, fuck her in at least two different holes. IÆm expecting you back before morning.ö
ôFine.ö Naruto groused before turning and starting to walk towards the market.
Anko smiled and nodded approvingly as she watched him go. This was all for the best. From what sheÆd read in the Hyuuga girlÆs file, sheÆd had a crush on Naruto for years, so itÆd be a magical evening for her; and if her heart was broken when she woke up the next morningàwell, you didnÆt become an infiltrator to make new friends; just to make people think you wanted to become their friend while you stole sensitive information.
Besides, the girl was the obvious choice to start Naruto out on. Her shy nature and affection for him made her a perfect starting point in his training in seducing unsuspecting women; after he got that first notch on his belt, itÆd be easier for her to assign him to do the same with some other girls in the village. Hopefully itÆd all work out, and heÆd have enough experience at it to properly instruct the girls whoÆd be in his class; real lives were on the line after all, and if he couldnÆt teach them well enough, theyÆd be captured and killed.
ôOi! Naruto!ö she called out after him, fighting down a grin as she couldnÆt resist one last parting shot.
ôHuh?ö he turned back to see what she wanted now.
ôWhen youÆre finished with her, bring back a pair of her panties too.ö
ôHey! I havenÆt heard you complaining recently!ö protested Naruto.
ôI said æfield experienceÆ Naruto, not æbedroom experience.Æö Taking a moment to calm herself, she tried to explain things to the kid rationally. ôYes you pretty much know your way around the bedroom now,ö And the shower, and the kitchen, and the living room, and quite a few other places where Anko had insisted they do it, ôbut the whole purpose of being an infiltrator is getting into someoneÆs confidence; the sex is just the icing on the cake. If they donÆt even know you, you canÆt just slip into their bedroom at night and fuck them until they love you; that only happens in Jiraiya-samaÆs perverted stories.ö
Naruto hmphed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away, but he didnÆt protest, which Anko knew was a signal that she was getting through to him. He may not have liked it, but she didnÆt care if he liked it or not. The kid had to be ready.
ôNow, this is the next part of your training. Go seduce that little girl; ask her out, woo her over the course of the evening, and when you get the chance, fuck her in at least two different holes. IÆm expecting you back before morning.ö
ôFine.ö Naruto groused before turning and starting to walk towards the market.
Anko smiled and nodded approvingly as she watched him go. This was all for the best. From what sheÆd read in the Hyuuga girlÆs file, sheÆd had a crush on Naruto for years, so itÆd be a magical evening for her; and if her heart was broken when she woke up the next morningàwell, you didnÆt become an infiltrator to make new friends; just to make people think you wanted to become their friend while you stole sensitive information.
Besides, the girl was the obvious choice to start Naruto out on. Her shy nature and affection for him made her a perfect starting point in his training in seducing unsuspecting women; after he got that first notch on his belt, itÆd be easier for her to assign him to do the same with some other girls in the village. Hopefully itÆd all work out, and heÆd have enough experience at it to properly instruct the girls whoÆd be in his class; real lives were on the line after all, and if he couldnÆt teach them well enough, theyÆd be captured and killed.
ôOi! Naruto!ö she called out after him, fighting down a grin as she couldnÆt resist one last parting shot.
ôHuh?ö he turned back to see what she wanted now.
ôWhen youÆre finished with her, bring back a pair of her panties too.ö
From Putting Away Childish Things:
ôChamo-kun,ö hissed Negi between gritted teeth, ôItÆs the end of the world.ö
Dangling upside-down by his tail in NegiÆs grasp, the ero-ermine put on the most convincing face he could. ôA-aniki! Really! I had no idea Konoka-ojouchan would be so forward! I thought sheÆd just want a kiss from her handsome savior!ö
ôAnd so you just happened to draw a pactio circle under my bed!ö snarled the young mage. ôDespite my having told you repeatedly that I donÆt want any partners! But no, instead youÆve been drawing those damned circle all over Kyoto, just hoping some of those stupid little girls would kiss me! Now IÆve got another damned probationary contract to deal with!ö
ôWellànot exactlyàö gulped Chamo. The thought of lying seemed really good right now, but it was pretty much inevitable that Aniki would find out later, and if he was this pissed now, the best thing Chamo knew he could do was to break the news now and try and manage NegiÆs anger about it.
ôWhat does that mean?ö asked Negi, eyes narrowing.
ôWellàyou did make a probationary contract with Konoka-ojouchan when she kissed you last night. But, um, it ceased to exist shortly thereafter.ö
Negi felt himself relaxing a little. ôIt did?ö
Chamo nodded vigorously, seizing the moment. ôReally! Truly! Aniki, I can absolutely guarantee that you donÆt have a probationary contract with Konoka-ojouchan anymore!ö The ermine sighed with relief as Negi put him down. Now for the hard partà
ôThe thing isàitÆs kind ofàhow would you sayàa permanent contract.ö
Dangling upside-down by his tail in NegiÆs grasp, the ero-ermine put on the most convincing face he could. ôA-aniki! Really! I had no idea Konoka-ojouchan would be so forward! I thought sheÆd just want a kiss from her handsome savior!ö
ôAnd so you just happened to draw a pactio circle under my bed!ö snarled the young mage. ôDespite my having told you repeatedly that I donÆt want any partners! But no, instead youÆve been drawing those damned circle all over Kyoto, just hoping some of those stupid little girls would kiss me! Now IÆve got another damned probationary contract to deal with!ö
ôWellànot exactlyàö gulped Chamo. The thought of lying seemed really good right now, but it was pretty much inevitable that Aniki would find out later, and if he was this pissed now, the best thing Chamo knew he could do was to break the news now and try and manage NegiÆs anger about it.
ôWhat does that mean?ö asked Negi, eyes narrowing.
ôWellàyou did make a probationary contract with Konoka-ojouchan when she kissed you last night. But, um, it ceased to exist shortly thereafter.ö
Negi felt himself relaxing a little. ôIt did?ö
Chamo nodded vigorously, seizing the moment. ôReally! Truly! Aniki, I can absolutely guarantee that you donÆt have a probationary contract with Konoka-ojouchan anymore!ö The ermine sighed with relief as Negi put him down. Now for the hard partà
ôThe thing isàitÆs kind ofàhow would you sayàa permanent contract.ö
From Wanted: Love Hina:
ôA name?ö blinked Keitaro, ôI already have a name: Keitaro Urashima.ö
ôNot like that, moron,ö sighed Haruka around her cigarette, ôA super-villain name. A one- or two-word description that helps to define you, oftentimes by summarizing your powers, and also serves as an alias to conserve your identity.ö
Keitaro frowned, not at the insult from Haruka, he was used to those, but at the twisted logic. ôWhy the hell would I want to give people a clue to what my powers are? For that matter, whatÆs the point in concealing my identity; I thought the whole point of this was that I could be open with whatever I wanted to do.ö
ôIt is.ö Replied Haruka, smiling just a bit as she drove, ôBut all of this started in the west, and itÆs a weird tradition there that people with super powers all need to have a second name.ö She glanced at him, ôI donÆt really understand it either, but itÆs just part of what they do. Here, take the wheel for a sec, IÆve gotta get in costume.ö She let go of the steering wheel as she started to dig through her purse.
ôCostume?ö Keitaro took the wheel, keeping it steady as he cast a questioning glance at her purse before returning his eyes to the road.
ôYeah. TheyÆre pretty much optional, but they help sometimes. Ah, here we go.ö From her purse, Haruka withdrewàa headband, with a pair of furry, triangular faux-ears set on it. She put it on her head, adjusting it to fit properly.
Keitaro stared, and it was only HarukaÆs taking the wheel back that kept them from crashing.
ôYouÆre a catgirl?ö
The slow blink that Haruka gave in response was the only outward sign of her long-suffering reaction. In the backseat, Kanako grinned and spoke up. ôTheyÆre dog ears.ö
ôDog ears?ö echoed Keitaro, confused.
ôOf course. What else would you expect from a woman whose name is The Bitch.ö You could hear the capital B in the name.
ôNot like that, moron,ö sighed Haruka around her cigarette, ôA super-villain name. A one- or two-word description that helps to define you, oftentimes by summarizing your powers, and also serves as an alias to conserve your identity.ö
Keitaro frowned, not at the insult from Haruka, he was used to those, but at the twisted logic. ôWhy the hell would I want to give people a clue to what my powers are? For that matter, whatÆs the point in concealing my identity; I thought the whole point of this was that I could be open with whatever I wanted to do.ö
ôIt is.ö Replied Haruka, smiling just a bit as she drove, ôBut all of this started in the west, and itÆs a weird tradition there that people with super powers all need to have a second name.ö She glanced at him, ôI donÆt really understand it either, but itÆs just part of what they do. Here, take the wheel for a sec, IÆve gotta get in costume.ö She let go of the steering wheel as she started to dig through her purse.
ôCostume?ö Keitaro took the wheel, keeping it steady as he cast a questioning glance at her purse before returning his eyes to the road.
ôYeah. TheyÆre pretty much optional, but they help sometimes. Ah, here we go.ö From her purse, Haruka withdrewàa headband, with a pair of furry, triangular faux-ears set on it. She put it on her head, adjusting it to fit properly.
Keitaro stared, and it was only HarukaÆs taking the wheel back that kept them from crashing.
ôYouÆre a catgirl?ö
The slow blink that Haruka gave in response was the only outward sign of her long-suffering reaction. In the backseat, Kanako grinned and spoke up. ôTheyÆre dog ears.ö
ôDog ears?ö echoed Keitaro, confused.
ôOf course. What else would you expect from a woman whose name is The Bitch.ö You could hear the capital B in the name.
