Bleach Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Phase ❯ chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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Un-beta-ed so beware of spelling, grammar and other careless errors.

 

 

Staring at the nude woman before him, Naruto unabashedly assess the woman's attributes from head to toe. Skimming his way down while pausing occasionally to give an approving nod; Naruto grins in appreciation. “Yep, definitely almost as good as my oiroke no jutsu.” Extending his hand, he reaches to give her breast a test squeeze. He justified himself by the fact that looks can be deceiving. It is not authentic until you get a read good feel of it. He has learned his lessons from Tsunade. The old hag may have looked no older than thirty, but under that illusion is old hag. Sure she was a loveable old hag, but old is old. Giving the breast in his palm a good squeeze or two, he nods in confirmation that it wall all real and natural. There were no physical modifications or illusions of any kind on them. Removing his hand from the woman's bosom, Naruto takes a step back and grins charmingly.

 

“Uzumaki Naruto, super ninja extraordinaire at your service, pleased to meet cha lady!” Taking a swooping bow like those chivalrous knights in those old cheesy heroic stories, Naruto jests flirtatiously at her. “Anything I can do for you lady? A date, some lovely company, some hot jungle monkey sex or maybe some clothes. It is a bit chilly tonight.”

 

Through out the whole exchange, Yoruichi remains unmoving and impassive. It was shocking at first when this stranger was able to see though her animal form. Not, many are able to detect her in this form. Those who can are those who have known her for a very long time. Unlike many other men, the man before here did not seem to react much to her nude appearance. In fact, it feels like he was assessing her as if it was one woman staring at another comparing who as the better body. That reaction was odd coming from a man. Since most would either blush in embarrassment or erupt in a massive nose bleed from their lecherous thoughts.

 

One moment, the man was staring her down and next moment he has his hand on her breast squeezing it as if testing for a ripe melon. Feeling his warm calloused hand on her breast, Yoruichi momentarily widen her eyes in shock. In no ways is she insecure about her body, but having a man shamelessly squeezing her breast like this never happened before. After the initial shock, an amused gleam shines in her eyes. Suppressing the urge to grin or chuckle in amusement, Yoruichi thinks to her self that this blond man sure is interesting.

 

After hearing the man introduce him self, she cannot help but return his teasing grin with her own. “I will have to take a rain check for that hot jungle monkey sex, but right now some clothes would be nice.”

 

Taking out a light weight cloak that he keeps with him for sudden changes in weather, he hands the gray cloak to her while wiggling his eye brows in a comically suggestive way. “Here you go fair lady. I hope my humble cloak is sufficient. If not, I have a nice leather bikini that you may find appealing.”

 

Letting out a small exasperated huff, Yoruichi snatches the cloak from his hands and slips it on. Fastening the cloak around the neck she casually flips her hair back to untangle it from the cloak. “Shihouin Yoruichi. Uzumaki Naruto huh… Well, who are you really? You are not a normal human that's for sure. You are neither a shinigami nor a hollow. So out with it already, what are you?”

 

Wide eyed and blinking innocently Naruto asks, “Huh? Why is everyone asking if I am a shinigami? What's a hollow?”

 

Kneading the bridge of her nose to release the tension of her on coming headache, she curses her low blood sugar and the clueless blond before her. “Look just answer this are you here to cause any trouble?”

 

Mutely, Naruto give a negative shake of his head.

 

“Okay, good then. In this case Kisuke and deal with you. Just follow me and don't do anything fishy or I will gut you. Got it?” Without waiting for a response, she swiftly and casually turns around heading toward the shop.

 

Responding immediately, “Yes Madame,” Naruto follows behind her waking with a bounce in his steps while swing is arms. The trip was silent, neither having much to say in caution of each other. Naruto eyes the woman now known as Yoruichi again trying to figure her out. By the grace of her strides and she strong confident presence he could tell she is powerful. The quite tension stretches thickly between them in the eerie silence of the night. In attempt to diffuses the straining silence, Naruto decides to play is all time favorite traveling game. “Nee, Yoruichi-san. Are we there yet?”

 

Shoot him a searing glare that clear states she does not find his traveling game amusing reducing the blond to his previous bored state; she continues to stride in silence. Inwardly, Yoruichi have been trying to access the strange man. Claming not to know of shinigami nor hollow yet seem to hold vast knowledge and power. It is confusing and baffling for this supposed stranger to just pop out of no where. Focusing back on her surrounding she notices their destination is very close, only a block away.

 

After sulking in his short lived travel game, Naruto notices they have stopped in front of a shop of some kind. In appearance the shop seem to be nothing extraordinary. However, his sense told him otherwise. There is something about the shop, or least someone or something in it, that gave off the same sort of power and commanding presences as Yoruichi-san did.

 

Entering the dark shop, Naruto customarily removes his sandals and mumbles a quiet, “shitsureshimasu”. Even in the dark Naruto can make out odd objects lining the shelves and racks. Resisting the temptation to reach out and examine the strange oddities, Naruto shoves his hands into his pockets to restrain is wayward hands.

 

Following Yoruichi into was seemed like the back rooms, it turns out the shop also serves as a house. The room is well lit and the floor lined in traditional tatami mats. In the center of the room is a low round table and sitting there is a strange man wearing a green and white striped bucket hat. The man stares back at him with one eye, as the other seem to be obscured by his hair and the odd tilt of his hat, while lazily waving a small paper fan. Snickering inwardly Naruto notes that the man oddly reminds him of Kakashi. He only needs to replace that fan with a volume of Icha Icha Paradise and fluff up his hair.

 

Snapping the fan shut the man greets the entering guest. “Yo, welcome to Urahara Shop. I am Urahara Kisuke. Sit, sit.” Kisuke eyes the blond man, “well you seem to be new around here. I have never seen you around town before. You are?”

 

After taking a seat, Naruto continues to eye the sandy blond man. This attention shifts to the odd cane sitting next to the man. There is something off about that cane. Power radiates from it even though it seems suppressed. After making mental note to be wary of the man's cane, he tilts his head and grins in greeting. “Uzumaki Naruto. I guess you can say I am sort of new in town. You know, white and green striped hats are not very flattering on you.” Lucky, Kyuubi seem to still be sleeping at the moment. If his oniisama heard him giving fashion tips, he would have surly died laughing since Naruto is not one to talk about fashion, given his own history in fashion choice.

 

On the side, Yoruichi tries to chock back a laugh at Naruto's comment. Kisuke waves dismissively at the comment. “Maa maa… don't insult your host now. It is rude. Sa… where did you say you were from again? I didn't catch it the first time.”

 

Straightening up Naruto skillfully slips into his subtlety defensive mode. “Oh, I don't recall mentioning that at all. Let's not let such trivial things matter. We are all friendly company here. No need to play twenty questions now,” while giving a clear look expressing is intention of performing no harm to this world and his stone wall resistant to any interrogative question.

 

Taking notice of the man clear statement of refusing to answer questions and lack of ill intent, Kisuke relents. “Is that so…? Well I guess as your friendly neighborhood shop owner; allow me to assist you in offering room and board for you stay here. You can help out around the shop as your payment.”

 

Seeing the man has let questions slid for now, Naruto eases his shoulder a bit. Thinking over the situation, staying would be the best solution. These people do not seem to mean any bodily harm to him as long as he does not do anything out of line. Most likely they won't leave him alone if he declines anyway since they seem to want to keep an eye on him. “Stay here? Well I guess why not. I have no real destination as of right now.”

 

Smiling wilily, Kisuke snaps his paper fan open. “Great,” he announces, “Yoruichi, can you take him to the guest room. I have a bit of work to do in the inventory storage room right now that I need to finish up.”

 

Shooting Kisuke an annoyed look, Yoruichi hisses in irritation. “Che, you owe me big time. I demand two meals of all you can eat yakiniku after this.” Taking a stand, she leads Naruto up stairs to a spare bedroom. “You can sleep here.” Turning around to leave, she feels rough hands grab her harm and yanks her into a teasing kiss. Breaking way, she sees Naruto dare to give her a mocking wink. “A good night kiss. Nee… give one to Kisuke-san for me too yeah. Good night!”

 

Wiping her mouth of the irritating man's taste, she stalks away resisting the urge to strangle him. Instead she heads down to the inventory storage room to take her annoyance out on Kisuke. Climbing down the stairs she closes the door behind her to keep out any potential unwanted listeners. “So what do you make of him?”

 

Without looking up from his list of inventory, Kisuke comments lazily. “Hum… he does not seem to harbor any ill intent. Though he is powerful, that is obvious. We will just keep an eye on him for now. Right now we have more trouble things to worry about. Well look at the time, it seem its time for my appointment. Stick around for a bit. I have a feeling something is happening soon.” Stepping out of the shop he leaves Yoruichi to herself.

 

Now alone by herself, Yoruichi decides to change back into her feline form and raid Kisuke's kitchen. After a whole night of mild excitement and dealing with infuriating men she is starting to feel hungry. Clearing the fridge of food she leaps out side to nap under the night moon, complete ignoring the commotion inside half an hour later.

 

Not few hours after being lead to his room, Naruto hears a bout of loud commotion from the down stairs. Cracking his door open, he see Kisuke ordering a large man who is carrying a bloodied figure in his arms and tell two young children to gather first aid. Closing the door, Naruto contemplates deeply on what he just witnessed. Deciding to not make is presence known, he slips into bed while keeping one ear open to the on goings outside while he lightly dozes to recover some strength from his adventurous day.

 

AN: Thanks to all those who reviewed my story so far. Once again I would like to remind everyone that story will remain as I originally intended; featuring both MM and MF parings. All full versions with heavy sexual content will only be posted in my Mediaminer account and in my LiveJournal account. Both links are available in my Profile. Any and all comment and suggestion are highly appreciated. However, attempts to persuade me to make this a MF only story will be ignored. Thanks and review!