The Last Chinoike [A NARUTO LOVE STORY]

A Sannin and A Ninja in Orange

"Pervy Sage, it's a girl..." A blond, spiky haired shinobi said as he stared at the girl. He had tons of questions swirling in his head but the most he could do was stare with his mouth slightly ajar. The woman at his feet had long dark brown haired that fanned out around her, she was dressed in an all black shinobi-like ensemble underneath the white and red cloak that was underneath her. 

"Oh isn't she a beauty!" An older man with long white, even spikier hair said as he came up to the younger man and stood beside him with a hand on his shoulder. "Too bad she looks a little young for me... but just LOOK at the way her outfit hugs those breasts and those hips..." he trailed off as his eyes turned to big, throbbing red hearts.

"STOP BEING A PERVERT!! SHE'S OBVIOUSLY UNCONSCIOUS AND SHE CAN'T BE ANY OLDER THAN ME SO GIVE IT A REST OLD MAN!" The younger man, clad in orange and black, screamed at the older one while flailing his arms about.

Jiraiya, one third of the Legendary Sannin, sweat dropped and put his hands up in defense, an embarrassed and nervous smile on his lips. "Hey kid calm down, I was just making an observation."

Naruto, the younger shinobi, squinted his bright blue eyes in the direction of the Sannin before shrugging his hand off his left shoulder. "Yeah well it was a pretty freakin inappropriate observation if you ask me. What should we do? I wonder where she's from or who she is? Do you think we should take her back to the inn? What if we don't and someone takes her or does something to her? What if..."

"GIVE IT A REST!" Jiraiya yelled in the face of his student. "Look she has a ninja headband hooked on to her waist," He reached down and moved the cloak aside to see the symbol of the Land of Hot Water on the headband. The was not enough to tell Jiraiya which clan the young woman came from, however the blood red crystal around his neck gave him an idea. After coming up with his guess on her clan, he let a small and surprised gasp escape his lips before standing back up and cracking his neck from side to side. He could have sworn he recognized that necklace and was almost positive he knew who it belonged to. "Well, well, well... a Chinoike, eh?"

"What's a chickpea, Pervy Sage?"

"I SAID A CHINOIKE YOU DIMWIT!"

"That doesn't answer my question, what's a Chinoike? Is it a clan or something and how come I've never heard of it?" Naruto said as he bent down and started at the girl's face, his nose being mere inches from her own nose.

"I can answer those questions and we'll sort everything out back at the inn. I don't think we have a choice but to take her with us, Naruto."

A soft smile crept onto Naruto's lips as he scooched to her side and picked up the sleeping woman in his arms. He attempted to get her situated in his arms as Jiraiya gathered up her belongings to bring with them. He held her bridal style, which caused her long hair to cascade over his forearm and sway as he stood up with her in his arms. She leaned inwards toward his chest and for a moment, he thought that she was awake and would begin to stir but, when looking closer he really saw that she had only snuggled into his chest in her sleep.

The walk back to the inn wasn't too long, as they were nearing some village in-between the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning. They had been in the forest that surrounds the village doing some sort of training when they found the woman on the forest floor. But even though the two shinobi were walking together, all Naruto could do was keep an eye on the woman in his arms. Something stirred inside him that egged him on in his continuous questions about the brunette woman.

'What happened to her that made her collapse? Why was she by herself? But I really wanna know what her eyes look like? I bet they're beautiful...' Naruto thought to himself, as he continued to walk with the woman in his arms. After a few moments time, he and Jiraiya were at the inn they were staying at on this trip.