Naruto: The Great change

Ch - 24 : Chunin Exams : The Confrontation

Yo. Let's get started.

First of all, a big BIG SORRY.

For people who thought I abandoned this fanfiction, I didn't. Trust me. My Wattpad wasn't working at all.

That's why there was such a big delay. Add the fact that my college classes were going on and you got a recipe for disaster.

In the meanwhile, I was writing a Pokemon fanfiction with Ash travelling in Galar Region on AO3. Be sure to check that out.

I thought my whole work was deleted and I was about to move on but I found yesterday that Wattpad was working again, so here I am.
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Temari was in a predicament. A seriously embarrassing predicament. She was topless, or rather, she had nothing to cover her chest but her bra. Her cheeks burned with a furious blush as she glared at the boy who had landed her in this mess—the same boy who was now flat out cold on the ground in front of her. She was hidden in the bushes, but every branch poked her in an uncomfortable spot, and the leaves clung to her sweaty, dust-caked skin.

She wanted nothing more than to strangle him. She let out a frustrated sigh. The only one who could help her was the very person who had gotten her into this situation, and he was out cold. A bead of sweat trickled from her neck, down to her chest and between her cleavage. She licked her dry lips, the metallic taste of dust making her regret ever coming here in the first place.

"Wake up, you idiot," she whispered, her voice a low growl. "I swear to all that is holy, if you don't wake up in the next five seconds, I will personally..." She trailed off, realizing her threats were pointless.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and Temari was still crouched in the bushes, her sprained ankle throbbing. Her knees felt like they'd fallen asleep, and her stomach rumbled in protest. All she had to cover herself was her massive fan, and even then, if she was caught like this, the rumors would be devastating. This wasn't her fault, yet she was the one being punished. And just her luck, the sun was at its peak, the harsh rays beating down on her back. The heat was relentless, a searing brand against her skin. It felt like someone had pressed a hot iron to her back, making her dizzy.

"Just my luck," she muttered to herself. "Stuck in the middle of nowhere, topless, and with an unconscious moron. This is just great." She let out a groan of frustration, her eyes narrowing as she kicked the boy in front of her. Naruto, she now realized. He mumbled something incoherent, a nonsensical slur of words, before slumping back into a deep unconsciousness. Temari slapped her forehead in exasperation. How did she get into this situation again?

She had been searching for a desolate spot to practice her Wind Jutsus, wanting to find a quiet place away from prying eyes. Plus, it was a good way to get her bearings and memorize the village, its paths, and places of interest before the invasion. While wandering, she found herself in a small forest behind the Hokage's stone faces—a place the Sound Ninja had reportedly used for training.

That’s when she saw him: Naruto. She wasn’t interested in his mediocre skills or his less-than-stellar looks, which paled in comparison to that Uchiha boy. But then she sensed it—a powerful surge of Wind Chakra. Her curiosity was piqued. There weren't many wind users in the Land of Fire, and she was intrigued to see if they had any techniques that could rival her own.

She settled in to watch, observing the blonde as he practiced. He was trying to perfect a jutsu, something like a wind barrier that would erupt with razor-sharp winds, capable of deflecting projectiles and acting as an offensive dome against multiple enemies. Something she could easily accomplish with her fan but she was interested to know how would he do it without fan.