Kunoichi Love
Part One - Chapter One
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When everything changes...
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-Hinata-
Hinata let out a small cheer when all six kunai sank into the center of their respective targets, night training definitely having it's advantages. While there was nobody around the shy kunoichi could be a little less restrained, even if the difference was slight. Tonight it would seem, she was not so lucky as to avoid attention as she could hear someone approaching through the brush. With years of avoiding direct, and in her case, often embarrassing conversation under her belt, she quickly hid herself behind a nearby post.
“Byakugan!” she whispered as quietly as possible, the veins protruding slightly around her eyes as they flooded with chakra. Her enhanced vision easily picked up the rapidly approaching form, or rather, forms as it was clearly one being carried by the other. Both of them had an enormous amount of chakra, one of which, the one being carried, she recognized instantly. Indeed it was the one chakra she could never forget in a million years. Her heart began to beat faster.
But something was wrong, not so much that he was being carried as that was often the case when he returned from a mission where he had burned up all his energy fighting. The shape was all wrong, it still had the same features as Naruto just... different. Even the chakra was slightly odd now that she looked closely enough. It seemed softer, more gentle, the normally radiant red had settled into a darkish pink color. Something was definitely wrong here and she intended to find out.
“Naruto-kun...” she whispered as she set out after them, her heart filling with dread.
-Sakura-
Despite how late into the evening the day had gone the pink haired medical ninja was still putting dutifully about the hospital. It was rather boring this time of night as usual. Organizing this, dusting that, smiling cheerfully at Jiraiya who had just come bursting through the doors holding a bloody, orange clad body and shouting about some horrible accident. Yep, just an ordinary, boring... wait a second... something wasn't quite right about that last one.
“Naruto!”
Instantly shifting to doctor mode she quickly led the silver haired Sanin to the nearest examination room where she tore off her cleaning apron and began furiously scrubbing her hands at the sink.
“Just put him there on the table and explain his injuries to me as best you can!”
“It's not what you think, his physical injuries are nothing to be worried about...”
Sakura paused her scrubbing for a moment, both at the solemn tone of the normally jovial old hermit, and at the reminder of the Kyuubi sealed inside Naruto that would rapidly heal it's host's body. She continued her scrubbing.
“A mental attack then? Was he injured by a Genjutsu?”
“If only it were that easy...”
Her heart was sunk low in her chest as she finished her preparations. 'Naruto...' The pink haired kunoichi took a deep breath to steady herself and turned around. There on the table lay Naruto, breathing evenly and without so much as a scratch on him... correction, without so much as a scratch on HER. Well trained eyes looked the Sexy no Jutsu influenced Naruto up and down, and while his, or rather, her, typical black and orange jump suit was torn and coated with blood, Sakura couldn't find a single injury, physical or otherwise. Her eyebrow twitched in annoyance as she turned to face Jiraiya, a dark aura filling the room.
“BAKA ERO-SANIN! Trying to play a prank on me! You lousy excuse for a Shinobi!”
“Wait Sakura I can explain!” Jiraiya pleaded, waving his hands in front of him for protection, he gulped hard at the sound of her knuckles cracking and backed himself against the wall. Survival instinct kicked in and he pointed frantically at Naruto. “Please examine him more closely,” he pleaded, having fallen to his knees to further the effect of pitifulness, “an expert medical ninja like yourself will surely notice the problem!” The memories of various beatings delivered to him by Tsunade slowed to a halt as her advance stopped.
“I had better find something horribly wrong with him... or else!” She cracked her knuckles for emphasis and turned back to the sleeping form on the table.
Jiraiya let out a slow breath now that he was relatively safe. 'Those two are so alike it's scary.' His eyes found their way to Naruto's prone body and he sighed. 'Naruto... even after all you've been through you you still manage to find new ways to make things difficult...'
“Jiraiya-sama, please leave the room, I need to examine him more closely.”
The old letch scratched his chin. “Why would I need to leave, it's not like I've never seen a nak...” the fist slamming into his face cut him short and sent him right out the doorway to crash into the opposite wall of the hallway. Sakura slammed the door to the room, muttering something about perverted old men as she returned to her task.
She examined the unconscious form for a few minutes, looking for any visible irregularities and not finding any, opted for a more in depth search. 'This is so awkward!' she thought to herself as she cut and removed the already ruined shirt. There on the table before her lay a rather busty, topless, pig-tailed blond girl. As Sakura's eyes roamed over the noticeably beautiful female form she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, Inner Sakura was practically raving.
-Damn it all! It's bad enough that I used to use the same shampoo as that dog Kakashi-sensei summons, now I'm loosing to Naruto in size!-
She shook her head to clear away the jealousy and continued the task of undressing her friend. Once finished she was forced to take another admiring sweep at the nude form in front of her. Remembering what she was doing she began examining her friend thoroughly for any kind of injury or irregularity but she was coming up blank. No matter how she looked at it, Naruto was a perfectly healthy young... woman.
'A beautiful young woman...' she thought, somewhat sullenly, even Inner Sakura had to give the nod to that one. Giving up on finding anything wrong she simply settled on staring at the young female body in front of her, focusing particularly on the ample chest. 'Gotta hand it to Naruto, the Sexy no Jutsu is definitely something to be admired.'
Without thinking she reached out and poked one of the globes with her finger, surprising herself with both the action, and the supple texture. Unable to stop the ensuing curiosity she cupped the breast with one hand and placed the other on her own, rather diminutive chest. She let out a depressed sigh as the difference between a young woman's body and a girl's body was made painfully obvious.
'I've got to remember to ask Naruto the details of the technique when he wakes up. It's not like any Henge Jutsu I've ever seen, it's almost like he creates a whole new...' That's when the thought struck her, and it wasn't the knowledge that she was still groping her friend's breast. 'When he wakes up... transformation... that's it!' Removing the hand that was on her own breast she formed a Seal and focused her chakra into the hand on Ona-Naruto's breast. “Kai!”
The room was filled with the familiar smoke that followed any Henge or Bunshin Jutsu. Sakura waited impatiently for it to clear, the tension gripping tightly to her stomach. Finally fading enough for her to see she gazed down at the effects of her Dispel Jutsu.
“Oh no...” She ran to the door and flung it open. “Jiraiya-sama, please bring Tsunade-sama here as quickly as possible!” she shouted into the hallway, failing to notice the perverted hermit was still crumpled against the wall. The shock of her slamming the door as she retreated back into the room however, was enough to bring him him to full consciousness.
'Yep,' he thought to himself, 'So alike it's scary...'
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A lone figure stood outside the hospital watching the exam with horrified, pale white eyes until the pain became too great. She turned and fled, tears rolling freely down her cheeks.
“Sakura-chan... how could you!”
-Naruto-
“...nent.” The muffled voice barely registered in sleep bleary ears.
“What do you mean permanent!” A much louder voice rang in, this one clear as day. “How's he supposed to..”
“Sakura-chan?” The pink haired kunoichi froze mid-outburst and turned to stare at Naruto, tears rimming her bright green eyes.
“Naruto!” she shouted, diving towards him and wrapping him up in a tight embrace. He could feel tears dripping onto his shoulder. “I'm so sorry Naruto... I couldn't help you at all!” The tears came harder now, and her body was racked with sobs. He could feel an odd constriction to his chest but couldn't quite place what it was.
“Oi, Sakura-chan...” he stuttered out, embarrassment overwhelming him, “I feel fine! I always do whenever you heal me,” he said, noticing that his throat felt a little funny, but ignored it.
“Baka! You're not fine at all!” He winced at the sound of Tsunade's imposing voice. Sakura removed herself and settled for staring at him with sad eyes.
“What are you talking about Oba-san did I get injured or something?” He was getting worried now and felt his face to make sure everything was still there. Other than feeling thin and unnaturally smooth everything seemed to be in order. Tsunade shook her head.
“Look in the mirror,” she said, pointing to the full sized mirror on the other side of the room. He lifted himself out of bed and felt an unusual yet somehow familiar balance as he walked to the mirror. There before him stood his Sexy no Jutsu self.
“Huh? That's weird, normally I turn back to normal if I get knocked out,” she said, admiring her girlish form in the mirror. “My Sexy no Jutsu is the best!”
“That's why you're in the hospital!” Tsunade shouted, eyebrow twitching. Naruto wasn't paying attention to her and started to lift up the hospital gown but Tsunade quickly put a stop to that by punching the blonde hard on top of the head, sending her crashing to the floor. “Baka! Don't do inappropriate things! Especially since you're stuck in that body forever!”
“Tsunade-sama...” Sakura muttered, not daring to fully speak up.
Naruto ripped a rather erotic slit in the front of the hospital gown and pounced to her feet to give Tsunade her most sensual, doe eyed look.
“Tsu-na-de-sama,” she whimpered seductively, tracing her fingertips across her now revealed cleavage. “Please be gentle with me Tsu-na-de-sa...” the erotic speech was cut short by another flooring punch from the Hokage.
“That technique only works on men and pervert women!” Tsunade shouted. Despite her proclamation Sakura couldn't help but notice a thin trickle of blood leaking from the Hokage's nose and, sadness forgotten, suppressed a giggle. “Did you even hear what I said?”
“Umou...” came the response from the near dead Naruto, steam rising from two rapidly forming goose eggs on the back of her head.
“I said you're stuck in that body forever!”
“Nah, all I have to do is dispel the Jutsu,” Naruto said, slowly rising to her feet and forming a seal. “Kai!” After the smoke cleared Ona-Naruto could be seen standing there with a thumbs up sign and a huge smile. “See, it's as easy as that when you're as good as me!” she proclaimed, thumping herself on the chest several times and effectively tearing away what little coverage the gown still offered. “That's why I'm going to become the next Hokage!” she announced with the usual Naruto gusto, completely oblivious to the fact that SHE was effectively topless.
Sakura sweat dropped. 'He may be a girl now but she's still an idiot.' Inner Sakura nodded her approval.
“Oi', future Hokage-sama?” Tsunade chuckled, failing to suppress her mirth.
“Yosh,” Naruto declared proudly.
“Your breasts are showing.”