Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruto's Odyssey ❯ Intro ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, if I did; there would not so much angst, and emoness. I am all for drama and heartfelt things, but damn. Oh and Sasuke and Sakura would be both dead. Which I am very tempted to do, maybe just Sasuke. There will be passing references to shonen-ai, but no graphic depictions. For when hardcore yoai no longer churns my stomach, and make me want to gauge out my eyes, I have a revolver handy.

 

Authors note: The story herein contains, or will contain in future chapters, m/f/, f/m, f/f/m, f/f, passing references of shonen-ai, crude humor, sexually explicit dialog/depictions, FemDom, MDom, political incorrectness, anal sex, forced sex, torture, BDSM, Toys, blood-play, Vampirism, and Yukai-philia(made that up XD)

 

“Spoken word”

`Thoughts'

Arthur's note: Has anyone seen Guinevere?

 

 

The scene opens with two people, all tall blonde male driving a sleek, noiseless motorcycle, and a white haired older man in the side car, who is apparently drunk.

 

“Naruto-kun?” asked the older man “do you think we can stop in the next town?”

 

“And why is that” Naruto asked, concentrating on what was called a road; others would just call it packed earth.

 

“I'm afraid I'll get rusty, if I don't train time to time” The older man stated with a lecherous smile

 

“Uh-huh” `Wouldn't have anything to do with getting drunk and sleeping with women, or peeping for inspiration for his latest book' Naruto thought sarcastically “I'll, think on it”

 

“Ho, hoe, your reluctance wouldn't stem from fear of staring in another one of my blockbusters would it” The older man laughed “Or are you afraid you can't control your-self around beautiful women, anymore? Hmmmmm?”

 

Just the mention of women Flushed Naruto's face, as well as flooding his mind with memories of grunts, moans, whimpers, need, lust and the smell of musk. That moment of lost concentration cost him control, veering slightly to the right, he hit a mound of wet clay, and was thrown from his seat. He face-planted 10 feet from the bike, wobbly he stood up, and dusted him self off. The whole time the older man roared with laughter, on the brink of tears.

 

“So, Naruto-kun” the older man said “I take it; you wouldn't mind stopping at a local village, at least for the night?”

 

“Couldn't hurt” Naruto stated blandly, still spitting out wet clay and sand as he mounted the motorcycle. “We could use some rest, and stock up on supplies, but no peeping while we're there, I would like leave at least one town, you would be welcomed back”

 

“Sure-Sure” said the older man. Nodding enthusiastically like a child that had no intention of keeping his word once he got what he wanted.

 

Naruto sighed ”Lets go Ero-Senin” Then channeled some chakra in to the motorcycle, driving to the nearest town. A town unaware, that the world's most infamous pervert, and his pupil, who will soon out-shine him, where on their way.