To Have a Mother [Slow Updates]

Episode Six: Squad Eight

It wasn't the sun rising above the horizon and kindling through the window that woke Akari the next morning. It was the increasing pressure around her body as she was suddenly finding it hard to breathe. There was a moment of panic and danger, as waking up to an attack was more than common for a shinobi, until she recognized the childish giggling and blond hair she'd grown rather fond of in the last two days. Naruto was the one squeezing the life out of her as he was rested against her breasts with not only his arms, but his legs were wrapped around her body. Being as Naruto was merely a child and she an adult, the positioning didn't really bother her. In fact, she found it endearing that he felt the need to hold her subconsciously. The boy was also giggling and mumbling in his sleep, which she thought was adorable. She wondered what he was dreaming about.

(The pillow is Akari and he's wearing pants)

"S-Sakura-chan..." Naruto mumbled, nestling into her chest. "...in your mouth..."

Akari's eyes widened. If the dream surrounded his love interest, than the positioning was now inappropriate and uncomfortable.

"You little..!" Akari freed her arm and folded her thumb over her middle finger, collecting chakra to increase the velocity when she flicked his forehead. "Hidden Leaf Village Secret Finger Jutsu: Furikku!"

Naruto was thrown of the bed, startled awake with a sharp pain in his forehead and the impact he made with the floor. Luckily, he had the minimal support of Akari's untouched futon. He whined in a tired confusion, holding his throbbing head.

"W-What just happened?"

"You were holding me and talking about Sakura in your sleep!" Akari sat up, folding her arms insecurely over her breasts. "Do not come near me with your perverted dreams!"

"Perverted dre--What the h--I'm not a pervert!" he shouted. "I only dreamt that I learned how to cook yakisoba and I was feeding it to her! Girls like it when guys can cook well, right?"

Akari frowned as she realized her mistake. The poor kid felt the wrath of her Furikku for nothing. It was a pure and innocent dream. It was actually sweet that he would consider learning to cook for a lady. It was times like this Akari was shocked to be unable to say who ever raised him did it right.

"Yes, we do." Akari ran a hand over her face. "I'm sorry, Naru-chan. Come here."

Naruto got up off the floor and relocated himself beside her on the bed. He allowed her to wrap an arms around him and caress his far shoulder as he held his bruised forehead.

"It still hurts," Naruto stated, frustrated as pain usually relieves itself pretty quickly. "What did you hit me with?"

"My Furikku." Akari showed him her chakra-lit fingers, folded over each other. "It's a modified One Thousand Years of Death."

Naruto shuttered at the mere mention of the taijutsu as he could almost feel the pain it caused.

"Aw." Akari took much amusement to his reaction. "Kakashi's used it on you, huh?"