Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Ridding Me of You ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Author's Notes:

 

Um, thank you noticing that on my first chapter I had written that this is another naruxsasu fic. Sorry about that, it is a typographical error and an error caused by a very frazzled mind, busy and all you know. Anyways. This chapter did not come out the way that I was planning it to be. Hopefully, you would enjoy though. :)

 

Reviews would be very much appreciated.

 

DISCLAIMER:

 

I do not own Naruto.

 

 

Ridding Me of You

By Boyarina

 

Chapter 11: Then Anko Happened

 

If it hadn't been for his damnable sense of honor, he would not be in this sticky situation. If he hadn't been so hard up to take control, take control and take control, he and his monstrous tenant would be having a jolly good time right now being a testosterone driven male at the peak of everything he wanted to achieve. If he had completely thrown his zealous desire to be good, he, Naruto, would have Sakura right here, right now.

 

He does not entirely regret it, however. Despite what life had thrown at him, Naruto had grown up pretty decently, and had in fact religiously minded his Morals. Truth to be told, he had always picked the things that would settle the restlessness of his mind instead of seeking the ones that would satisfy his body's cravings. Sure, there are times when the demon's demands are overwhelming and hard to ignore, but, nevertheless, he strives to remain human and think twice about the consequences lest he gets to be enticed and concedes to the demon's wishes of accomplishing deeds that man had deemed to be evil and wrong.

 

Up until now, Naruto is convincing himself to remain human. He is desperately trying to hang onto his common sense and trying to talk himself out of tapping into the Kyuubi's chakra. It's too risky and he would not want to end up being cast aside while the Kyuubi takes the wheel just to drive his life over the pits God-knows-what. He doesn't quite trust the demon right now because for the past hour he had been persuading Naruto to allow him to take charge so they would be able to do something about Anko-san in order to scare her witless and perhaps, something to Hinata-chan too, so the “shy little lass” would have something to remember him by. He is pretty certain that if he lets Kyuubi commandeer his consciousness this very moment, he would most definitely ruin his life.

 

Naruto had not forgotten, most specially, the stunt that his demon tenant tried to pull off yesterday. He had been at his weakest when the demon forced his way through his consciousness and almost had taken over. If he had not been able to pull it together fast enough, he would still be the Kyuubi up until now, together with an unwilling Sakura in a cave somewhere in the woods doing something people of their age are not allowed to do at all.

 

Ugh, he probably should not have recalled that memory because now, he have the same problem that brought him to this mess all over again.

 

“Hey, look at that,” Anko-san, the incurable insane, probably of a higher level of green-mindedness than Kakashi-sensei jounin (how this had happened, one could never truly explain), exclaimed, grinning a mile-wide grin. “You are coming to life, Naruto-kun!”

 

Naruto grimaced and feared for his very life when Anko-san moved a tiny bit closer to him.

 

“I would appreciate it if you would stay where you are, Anko-san.” He said nervously as droplets of sweat began running down his back. Picking up the scraps of his courage, he fought to still his need to run screaming from this place and never stepping a foot back to Konoha.

 

“How are we to spar if I am just going to stand here, Naruto-kun?”

 

This looks bad. Anko-san is purring and slinking her way, millimeter by heart stopping millimeter to his direction. Does she not know that she is scary enough without adding all of these things into the mix? Isn't she aware of the fact that she is just plain scary? Don't her so-called friends tell her this?

 

“Well, what if we spar with swords, instead?” In that way, you would be nowhere near me at all!

 

Naruto returned Anko's ever-widening smile uneasily. He has no clue what sexual innuendos she had derived from his words, but it sure appears like she is practically having a fiesta in her head at the words he had uttered. More and more, she is looking like some hungry tiger on the prowl, slowly closing to her prey.

 

Oh, God's she wouldn't go and eat him on the spot, would she?

 

“That's a marvelous idea, Naruto-kun.” She winked at him and flicked her gaze down.

 

Naruto's face flushed and felt himself starting to wither, eliciting a moan of disappointment from the jounin's lips. “Um, so I should probably get some swords…” He gulped as he made an attempt to do a quick exit. He was casually taking a step towards the direction that would get him farthest from this evil woman, but that is as far as he had gotten.

 

Anko-san poofed right in front of him, eyes glinting and with that smirk that spelled mischief and plain deviltry etched still on her face. She had been wearing that grin ever since they had began their training four hours ago and if anybody at this very second claims that the be deviled smile on that woman's lips is drawn on by a permanent marker, Naruto would not hesitate to believe it.

 

“Why don't you use your sword and I use my hands?”

 

Is his face twitching? Is his face TWITCHING? Well, that's just because this is the least funny gal God had grievously created.

 

”How about if we just continue this tomorrow, Anko-san?” He suggested, attempting to use the calmest voice he could manage. Truly, he is barely keeping his frustration in check and short of pulling his hair out of his scalp, he ran his fingers through the strands several times. “Once Hinata is all better. So the three of us could spar like what Kakashi-sensei instructed?”

Anko-san pouted. Seeing this childish display from this lecher, Naruto didn't feel like thinking about staying and waiting for her consent. Really, no genius psychiatrist of any magnitude would be able to know what quite to make of her, mentally deranged jounin that she is.

“Is one girl not enough for you, Naruto-kun?” she huffed, looking like he had offended her. She crossed her arms and stuck her nose snobbishly into the air.

Naruto gnashed his teeth together. He could only do so much so as not to resort to violence just to make that Anko-mouth to quit blabbering. If she honestly does not stop soon, his nerves are going to march off and see to it that they would have her good and strangled.

“You know what? I think I'm just going to go home.” He said utterly disgusted at the turn the conversation is taking. If Anko-san wanted to toss one perverted sentence after another, he is only going to be TOO happy to leave her to her sport.

Who wants to have a conversation with someone who puts a double entendre on everything anyway? Not him, that's for certain!

Naruto cast one last irritated glare at Anko-san's direction, thinking that he best leave NOW. Unfortunately, this very action gave Anko-san an opening and a chance to latch on to his arm.
“Fiinnneee!” she groused, dragging her breath against her vocal cords, “There's nothing I could do about Hinata-chan. She's never going to well around you.” She looked at him slyly. “There's Sakura, though. How's that?”

Naruto felt his whole body twitch. He is undoubtedly feeling very flushed and aggravated for two major reasons: 1) Anko-san is not hearing him out or is just plain stupid for not being able to decipher what he is saying; 2) his hormones are once again reminded of the girl they had sworn to go rampaging about even with just the mere mention of her name.

Damn unsupervised perverts! His hormones should not, NOT be allowed to just make his hose awaken this way!

Doggone it!

Down boy! Down!

“Hey wadda ya know….” Anko-san mused, her eyes twinkling—a bad sign that her good humor is returning back to her. With undiluted horror, he watched her as she licked her lips all the while staring, completely enthralled at the sight of his dick (rigid, hard, and proud) appearing like she had seen one tasty meal she wanted to devour. Yes, from the looks of it, she's mighty hungry for what seemed to him a food she has been deprived of for so long.  

Naruto wanted to cross his legs but that would mean showing some kind of weakness to Anko-san. If there is one thing that he had learned when it comes to her kind, it is to never ever give them something that would encourage them to stalk you more. It's like if you are a crippled animal in the middle of the desert; don't just lie there when there are vultures lurking around. For them not to take a bite out of your hide, it is a must that you keep kicking and screaming.

“Never put a body part like that to waste Naru-kun,” Anko-san informed him as she sagely nodded to herself, “You have to use it! Flaunt it! Par—hey! It's getting smaller!” She planted one hand on a jutted hip and frowned. “What's up with that?”

Naruto slapped his one free hand to his face and dragged it against the cheek he smacked it against to. He looked up to the heavens, growling for all that he is worth.

“I don't want to put to use! Or flaunt it! I don't know why it's doing that—“
“Whoa!” Anko-san exclaimed as she corked the flow of his words by suddenly pressing a finger against his lips (sidling a little too closely to him for comfort) to effectively shut to his mouth.

Naruto definitely itched to get away from her now, if not for Anko's hand stilling him in place.

“I think I've got it,” she said squealing happily. She winked at him before casting her gaze down and addressing his member.

“SA-KU-RA-CHAN!”

Dear Gods, not again…

Naruto squeezed his eyes shut and tried to summon the thought of rocky road ice cream swirled into beef ramen.

Think gross Uzumaki! Control that dick from rising! We are not going to let this woman command—

Oh crap.

As Naruto winced and mentally bashed his head into an imaginary wall, Anko-san hooted. “There you go! Let's do that A-GAIN!”

 

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Sasuke found something to occupy himself with. Surprisingly, it is not his brother nor is it an inanimate object in the form of his brother. Another startling fact about this new preoccupation of Sasuke's is that it is in the form of a girl. Wow. Who would have though of it? Even his fangirls would not have expected this mind boggling turn of events. Though they persistently continue to harbor a crush on his, they have finally accepted the fact that Sasuke is not interested in the female species, and is, therefore, gay.

 

 

Apparently not. A Sasuke hovering over an unconscious Hinata is a proof enough of this. What? Still not willing to think that this is true? Well, how about this: Uchiha-limp-as-an-uncooked-wiener-Sasuke could now be called Uchiha-hard-as-a-rock-Sasuke. Unbelievable it may all seem to you, but that Uchiha really and truly did went to an immediate attention the second Kakashi-sensei brought Hinata to their training area, saying she fainted due to Naruto.

 

Sakura knows she should have at least shown a little jealousy the minute Sasuke started spouting questions like, “Dobe didn't do anything stupid, did he? He didn't touch her, did he? She's looking a bit pale, isn't she? Did you already check for wounds? Did dobe push her too far? Is she breathing? Does she need CPR…” But, on and on it went, Sakura just temporarily forced her eardrum to stop receiving any vibration that could be transmuted into the sound of Sasuke's voice.

 

Good thing, Kakashi-sensei quickly shut him up by reassuring Sasuke that Hinata's going to be fine. If, by any chance, Kaka-sensei had not done so in time, Sakura would have untied her hitae-tai from her head and used it to seal Sasuke's oral cavity.

 

Jeez, how long have Sasuke hidden his infatuation on Hinata? Mulling over his recent actions, Sakura couldn't help but feel like she's just witnessed a dam the size of China bursting. All those concealed affection are just now breaking out of him now that he has a reason to be near her and be concerned for her.

 

“So, I'll just be calling Neji—“ Kakashi-sensei began, but he was immediately cut off by Sasuke.

 

“No need. We'll take care of her,” he said brusquely as he summarily grabbed a hold onto Hinata's waist. He hauled her from Kakashi-sensei's arms and pressed her to him, much like the way you would do to an infant.

 

Sakura was waiting for Kakashi-sensei to at least look taken aback or gape in astonishment at this—whoa—un-Sasuke-like-behavior. But, he merely raised his shoulders, hands spread out, bearing this expression on his face that said, “Oh, well, this is already out of my hands.”

 

“Okay,” Kakashi-sensei told Sasuke, who no longer was listening to him. Sasuke is already walking away with his prize clutched tightly in his arms.

 

As if nothing out of the blue happened, Kakashi-sensei shrugged and turned to her.

 

“You know, I really would like to check on Naruto right now, but I have to meet the Hokage.” Kakashi-sensei sighed, quirking his mouth to the side, “Him being with Anko-san naked and all, they need some sort of supervision—“

 

Sakura's eyes widened as the consequences of Kakashi-sensei being here instead of watching Naruto and Anko-san in the sidelines (discreetly, like he promised) dawned on her.

 

“Why the hell did you leave them?” she yelled, furious, worried and anxious, “Anko-san should not be left alone with Naruto!”

 

“Someone's gotta have to see to a passed out Hinata, you know,” Kakashi-sensei replied staunchly.

 

Sakura slapped a hand over to her forehead. “Who knows what she could be doing to him now!” She wailed.

 

Kakashi-sensei gave a little shake of his head as he loudly blew air out of his nostrils. Very unsympathetically really and to Sakura, that's just one heartless, heartless gesture.

 

“Look here, Sakura,” he said, sounding as if she hadn't understood any of the concept he is trying to get to figure out, “Sasuke's got something in his hands right now, literally, while you have no one to spar with and I am going to meet the Hokage. Can't you just piece all of these things together and save me the trouble of telling you what you need to do?!”

 

Sakura blinked.

 

Oh.