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𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒰𝓃𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒢𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉

Warning: language & sexual humor...

Declaimer: Not my characters so no sue I am just using them for my plot.

/Blah/ Naruto talking to Kyuubi through their mind link.

/Blah/ Kyuubi talking to Naruto through their mind link.

Japanese terms:

Jiichan- grandfather

Nani- what?

Dobe- dead last

Baka- idiot/stupid

Teme-bastard

Kage Bunshin no Jutsu- Shadow clones

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"Oh, gods... why my little Naruto," Iruka burst into a fit of tears. The Chunin teacher blew his nose in a flimsy handkerchief gulping down the last of his warm sake; Umino Iruka had his upper torso hunched over the bar counter as he did so. His friend Hatake Kakashi rolled his eyes heavenwards at the brunt's reaction.

"More Sake?" He offered while holding up a half-empty bottle toward his weeping friend. Iruka paused in his weeping long enough to send a heated glare at the silver-hair Jonin. He then snatched the bottle out of Kakashi's hands popping it into his mouth and clucking it down greedily.

Kakashi chuckled he knew Iruka would act this way. The guy may have been Naruto's chunin teacher, but somehow both student and teacher grew attached they had a deep unbreakable bond. Kakashi knew the right thing to do was let his companion cry it out, so to give Iruka time, Kakashi flipped open his Icha Icha Paradise book.

"Can you believe it? What was Rin thinking? Those boys are going to kill each other. Oh, gods, and their wedding night! Kakashi we got to save him. He is just a boy he does not need to know about the birds and the bees not until he's at least thirty-five."

At this point, Iruka was clenching Kakashi's flak jacket for dear life, his brown eyes wide with growing realization.

If it weren't for Kakashi's wool mask that successfully covered his nose and mouth the brunet would have seen the amused smirk that was playing on the silver-haired jounin's face. Naruto was not a little anymore and that kid was far from innocent and sweet.

"Let's be rational 'Ruka you can't just go barging into someone's home and kidnapping the bride." The word bride seemed foreign coming from Kakashi's tongue especially when it was being referred to as Naruto. Those two did not fit in the same category.

Kakashi watched as the brunette slammed the empty sake bottle down on the well polish countertop, and stumbled off of the stool.

"Fine, I'll do it myself." Iruka started to stumble away from Kakashi until the older man's voice stopped him, "'Ruka that's the bathroom, not the exit."

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It was around 9:30 at night and Haruno Sakura was tired her feet, lower back, and outer thighs ache from constant running about the hidden village of stone she could not understand for the life of her why she'd volunteered to take some stupid 'C' rank mission.

She never would have guessed the important secret scroll was a damn recipe Tsunade had promised to deliver to one of the ally villages. However; she couldn't seem to get angry over it come that morning she was going to go to Rin to be matched.

She was confident with the right bribery she could even snag a certain Uchiha instinctively she patted her pouch stuff with ryō. I've been saving up for this for so long-