1)
Like all the crazy things about life, even this latest misadventure in one Uzumaki Naruto’s existence had to start with something.
And this something happened to be lips.
But not just any lips. Oh no, sire. This were by far the softest, warmest, moistest set of lips he had never set eyes on.
Yes. Because, you see, as Uzumaki Naruto experienced his first proper and what would remain one of the most erotic displays of affection he would ever receive, he was blindfolded.
Blind dates were so old news. Now the newest thing in Konoha were Blind Parties. It started out as an innocent enough try at livening up a village that, after almost being obliterated, sorely needed some recreation. Something silly.
Now, if for normal people staying a whole night with their eyes being denied the feeble light of the moon and even electrical sources of such without bumping and crashing into everything and everyone and as such getting a headache without even touching booze would be impossible, it wasn’t the same for ninjas.
It was both fun and training. Unsurprisingly, Maito Gai and Rock Lee were one of the first to sponsor this new ‘Most youthful way of aggregation’.
Hyuuga were the first to be banned. Then re-integrated with the condition of chakra suppressing bracelets. Which, accomplice one 'colorful' decorating idea of one Yamanaka Ino, they also became a fashion statement.
Anyway, it was at one of these occasions, with the party heading towards its end, that Naruto met those mysterious lips.
"Screw meeting. It was an ambush!" Naruto declared, which earned him a shushing motion from his interlocutor and the general attention of the small restaurant they were in. He blushed. "M-Metaphorically speaking."
"Must have been... Real surprising, huh?" Iruka said, flushing slightly himself. The thought of a girl being bold enough to slip Naruto-Wait, did she? "Did the mysterious girl also use... Ehm..."
"... Maybe a little. Anyway, I need your help, Iruka-sensei!"
"My help? For what?"
"To discover who the hell it was, of course! Ah, sorry, volume. Right." The blonde grinned sheepishly. "Anyway, you must have some idea as to who it could be!"
"... Who it could be, huh?" Iruka leaned back in his seat, bringing his drink with him. 'If it had been a couple weeks ago, I could have even given you her address, Naruto. But now?' "Haven't got the foggiest idea, Naruto."
"Huh?" The blonde blinked, taken by surprise. "Iruka-sensei, I may be slow, but I thought at least you would notice if... You know."
"Oh, I noticed. And that's exactly the problem." Iruka snorted, downing his drink. He would need to get drunk to face that particular truth. It was the third already. "The list's too long for me to make any wild guess."
"W-What do you mean too long?" Naruto stuttered, incredulous and just a bit nervous. No matter his bravado, there were many areas in life where he didn’t feel any confidence in himself. One of these was girls. Or better, his popularity with them. “I mean, I’m just… Me. What could-â€
“That’s another long list. Try and think about it.†Naruto stared, eyes wide. Iruka snorted. He ordered another drink. “Let’s start with social merits. You’re the favourite of Tsunade-sama, apprentice to two of Konoha’s heroes -Jiraiya of the Sannin and Copy Ninja Kakashi- and you recently beat Pain, the guy who destroyed the village and no one managed to do anything against. Also - and I still don’t understand HOW you did it - you talked him into resurrecting every single person died in the attack. Enough?â€
“W-Well, I guess that’s great and all but-â€
“No? Okay, how about looks, then. Blonde hair and blue eyes are very rare tonalities, and they’re considered exotic and attractive even if they weren’t the colours of the freaking fourth Hokage. And your appearance in that cloak, on a frog on top of another frog with a frog riding your head and the fight using as many variations of the Rasengan as humanly possible didn’t exactly help your case against the rumours going around about who the hell may have spawned you.â€
“There are rumours?! Oh, that’s why that old man wanted me to wear-Wait! Anyway, that doesn’t-â€
“Not enough?! Jesus, Naruto! It’s hard for me to acknowledge that a 17 years old is more popular than me with women! Do you really have to make me go through all the details?!†Iruka grumbled, snatching his refill from the waitress’ hand.
“I-Iruka-sensei, are you drunk?â€
“Not yet, damn it! But seriously, Naruto, you’re a hero, you’re good looking and provided that you don’t die in the line of duty or got some kind of horrible STD-You don’t, do you?â€
“Of course not!â€
“You never know. Anyway, Sasuke? Forget Sasuke. You’re probably twice as popular as he was back at the academy. Maybe more.†Iruka acknowledged, groaning. “Off the top of my head, I can make a list of women who may be interested in you as long as my arm. And then some fingers.â€
“... Really?â€
“Yeah. So, I can’t make a guess about it, Naruto, and to tell the truth, I’m not that much of an expert myself.†All the girls of the ‘list’ were ones that he had overheard talk about Naruto openly. Some in a way that… Oh, fuck it. He needed another drink. “You’re going to have to go at this the smart way.â€
“... The smart, way, huh?†That meant he needed someone smart. And the smartest person he knew…
2)
“Of all the troublesome things you could come to me with…!â€
Like all the crazy things about life, even this latest misadventure in one Uzumaki Naruto’s existence had to start with something.
And this something happened to be lips.
But not just any lips. Oh no, sire. This were by far the softest, warmest, moistest set of lips he had never set eyes on.
Yes. Because, you see, as Uzumaki Naruto experienced his first proper and what would remain one of the most erotic displays of affection he would ever receive, he was blindfolded.
Blind dates were so old news. Now the newest thing in Konoha were Blind Parties. It started out as an innocent enough try at livening up a village that, after almost being obliterated, sorely needed some recreation. Something silly.
Now, if for normal people staying a whole night with their eyes being denied the feeble light of the moon and even electrical sources of such without bumping and crashing into everything and everyone and as such getting a headache without even touching booze would be impossible, it wasn’t the same for ninjas.
It was both fun and training. Unsurprisingly, Maito Gai and Rock Lee were one of the first to sponsor this new ‘Most youthful way of aggregation’.
Hyuuga were the first to be banned. Then re-integrated with the condition of chakra suppressing bracelets. Which, accomplice one 'colorful' decorating idea of one Yamanaka Ino, they also became a fashion statement.
Anyway, it was at one of these occasions, with the party heading towards its end, that Naruto met those mysterious lips.
"Screw meeting. It was an ambush!" Naruto declared, which earned him a shushing motion from his interlocutor and the general attention of the small restaurant they were in. He blushed. "M-Metaphorically speaking."
"Must have been... Real surprising, huh?" Iruka said, flushing slightly himself. The thought of a girl being bold enough to slip Naruto-Wait, did she? "Did the mysterious girl also use... Ehm..."
"... Maybe a little. Anyway, I need your help, Iruka-sensei!"
"My help? For what?"
"To discover who the hell it was, of course! Ah, sorry, volume. Right." The blonde grinned sheepishly. "Anyway, you must have some idea as to who it could be!"
"... Who it could be, huh?" Iruka leaned back in his seat, bringing his drink with him. 'If it had been a couple weeks ago, I could have even given you her address, Naruto. But now?' "Haven't got the foggiest idea, Naruto."
"Huh?" The blonde blinked, taken by surprise. "Iruka-sensei, I may be slow, but I thought at least you would notice if... You know."
"Oh, I noticed. And that's exactly the problem." Iruka snorted, downing his drink. He would need to get drunk to face that particular truth. It was the third already. "The list's too long for me to make any wild guess."
"W-What do you mean too long?" Naruto stuttered, incredulous and just a bit nervous. No matter his bravado, there were many areas in life where he didn’t feel any confidence in himself. One of these was girls. Or better, his popularity with them. “I mean, I’m just… Me. What could-â€
“That’s another long list. Try and think about it.†Naruto stared, eyes wide. Iruka snorted. He ordered another drink. “Let’s start with social merits. You’re the favourite of Tsunade-sama, apprentice to two of Konoha’s heroes -Jiraiya of the Sannin and Copy Ninja Kakashi- and you recently beat Pain, the guy who destroyed the village and no one managed to do anything against. Also - and I still don’t understand HOW you did it - you talked him into resurrecting every single person died in the attack. Enough?â€
“W-Well, I guess that’s great and all but-â€
“No? Okay, how about looks, then. Blonde hair and blue eyes are very rare tonalities, and they’re considered exotic and attractive even if they weren’t the colours of the freaking fourth Hokage. And your appearance in that cloak, on a frog on top of another frog with a frog riding your head and the fight using as many variations of the Rasengan as humanly possible didn’t exactly help your case against the rumours going around about who the hell may have spawned you.â€
“There are rumours?! Oh, that’s why that old man wanted me to wear-Wait! Anyway, that doesn’t-â€
“Not enough?! Jesus, Naruto! It’s hard for me to acknowledge that a 17 years old is more popular than me with women! Do you really have to make me go through all the details?!†Iruka grumbled, snatching his refill from the waitress’ hand.
“I-Iruka-sensei, are you drunk?â€
“Not yet, damn it! But seriously, Naruto, you’re a hero, you’re good looking and provided that you don’t die in the line of duty or got some kind of horrible STD-You don’t, do you?â€
“Of course not!â€
“You never know. Anyway, Sasuke? Forget Sasuke. You’re probably twice as popular as he was back at the academy. Maybe more.†Iruka acknowledged, groaning. “Off the top of my head, I can make a list of women who may be interested in you as long as my arm. And then some fingers.â€
“... Really?â€
“Yeah. So, I can’t make a guess about it, Naruto, and to tell the truth, I’m not that much of an expert myself.†All the girls of the ‘list’ were ones that he had overheard talk about Naruto openly. Some in a way that… Oh, fuck it. He needed another drink. “You’re going to have to go at this the smart way.â€
“... The smart, way, huh?†That meant he needed someone smart. And the smartest person he knew…
-With the Nogging of Engine MMVI-
2)
“Of all the troublesome things you could come to me with…!â€