Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruto Sister Sequel ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

 

Arashia smiled at her niisan as he wrapped his arm around Hinita's growing waistline.

 

“No patience just like dad.” She grinned at him, he rolled his eyes and punched her shoulder lightly.

“Will you and Kakashi-sensei be over for dinner tonight Ara-niichan.” Naruto's was smiling distractedly as he felt Hinita's hand travel down to his rear and give a light squeeze. The girl he knew had grown a great deal and having her pregnant served a dual purpose in his mind 1) She was horny ALL the time now and 2) he didn't have to worry about her going on any missions and getting hurt. Arashia's eyes glinted at the subtle fogging of her little brothers expression as his wife groped him. His thoughts ghosted in her mind and she couldn't help the wave of lust and anticipation practically ooze off of him. Shuddering in mock annoyance she shook her head at the younger dark haired shinobi.

“No Kakii will be home tonight and I fully intend to molest him since he's been gone for 2 weeks.”

“Sounds fun we should get home then.” Arashia squealed and threw her self into his waiting arms. Mindful of the slight swelling of her own midsection Kakashi held her smiling behind his mask. Naruto grinned he was aware Arashia had felt his `thoughts' since discovering this he had mastered it quickly and used it to his advantage. ` “Get a room!'” he growled in her head she smirked at him over Kakashi's shoulder as she waved and called a goodbye to her new sister-n-law. “ ` Don't worry I plan on it!'” “ `AHHH SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPI DON'T WANT TO KNOW!'” She turned back smiling up at Kakashi and stumbled.

“You alright?” he asked concern in his voice as he steadied her frame one hand coming to rest on stomach.

“Yes I'm fine.” She smiled at him for a moment she thought she saw…shaking her head Arashia patted the hand on her stomach and grinned. “Just cant wait to get you home!” she wiggled her eyebrows at him and he laughed before scooping her up and dashing across the roof tops, both of them laughing.

 

 

 

 

 

Shifting colors of gray, black, red, orange, yellow, blue, green it was like being stuck in a large kaleidoscope as some sadistic 4 year old turned the wheel changing the shapes and the amount of light pouring in. In the middle of all the shifting and nausea inducing shapes a figure sat hunched barely breathing a faint smile playing across cracked and bleeding lips. The hair was matted and dirty the color indistinguishable, rags hung from the form covering it just barely even now and then a whimper of pain or joy it was hard to tell anymore would escape the lips.

“If he finds out where she is he will come for her, they all will.” The Shadow moved red eyes glowing.

“That is what I am hoping for.”