Red Face and Pink Hair
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Naruto left the office of the psychological consultant or as Naruto liked to call him, the crazy person doctor. Naruto didn’t believe the man could help him with all his psychology and mind voodoo, but Kakashi had told him to go see the doctor after he showed his teacher the letters he’d received. Well actually, the silver haired teacher shrugged off seeing the notes and told him to see a quack and get his head examined if he really thought someone was trying to eat him. And Naruto did, mostly because he was sure someone was out to eat him. Call it a hunch if you will, but lately Naruto could sense that someone was looking at him all the time, and not with the usual hateful glances. He always felt like someone was staring at him, even when he went to bed. It left him feeling paranoid and freaked out. He was concerned about waking up some day and finding himself buck-naked in a caldron having some whacked out girl turning him into Naruto ramen. How ironic would it be if the ramen loving fox because they very thing he loved so much.
“Got to start looking for strange girls. Not going to be eaten,” he told himself pulling out his notepad and pencil, ready to write the first strange girl he saw.
“H-h-h-e-ello N-naruto, y-y-your lo-o-oking g-good to-d-day.”
Speaking of strange girls, one had just walked up to Naruto. Hinata Hyuga, Naruto remembered her most as that shy girl that sat in the back of class always with a red face. At first, he thought she had to be constantly sick because of her flustered look, but he’d heard from Kiba that she only looked that way around him. He’d asked Kiba why Hinata always got flustered in his presence and the boy had just looked at Naruto like he was stupid and asked him if he was kidding. He never figured what Kiba meant, but now he was starting to understand. Could Hinata be blushing because she wants to chop him up into small pieces and eat him with a side of rice?
“What do you mean by look good? Good as in fashionable? Good as in morally? Good as in Tasty? Is that what it is Hinata do I look tasty?”
“W-w-w-h-hat?”
“Are you thinking about stripping me naked, running your tongue down my body and tasting my very essence?”
Naruto never got his answer because as soon as he finished his question, Hinata’s face turned an angry shade of purple and she fainted with blood squirting out of her nose. Naruto studied the fallen fellow ninja, noticing a silly smile on her usually cool face. She must have fainted while having a very good thought. Naruto opened his note book and wrote in his first entry:
Hinata: May be the stalker or just have an atypical illness that causes blushing, nose bleeds and fainting. Need more time to tell.
He then but a question mark over Hinata’s name. Closing his notebook, Naruto stepped over Hinata and continued on his way. It was looking pretty likely that it was Hinata, but he couldn’t be sure. She had always been weird, but the love letters had only started coming recently. Could it be that Hinata was his stalker and she’d finally mustered up the courage to express her feelings through the desire to devour him whole?
“Nah!” Naruto said and continued walking.
He made his way down the streets of Konohagakure, checking every street corner, house, and tree for someone watching him. He had to be ever vigilant if he was going to catch his stalker.
“Ooof!”
Naruto tumbled to the ground, knocking down the person he’d just walked into. He dusted himself off, and started a mantra in his head. Please don’t be someone that hates me! Please don’t be someone that hates me! Please don’t be someone that hates me!
“Watch where you’re going idiot!”
“Hi Sakura,” Naruto grumbled. His prayer hadn’t been answered, but it wasn’t so bad. He had wanted to talk to Sakura and ask her if any of the girls in the village had been talking about him. Maybe mentioning how good he’d taste served in soya sauce. As he and Sakura returned to their feet, he was about to ask her his question, when she grabbed him by the sides of his orange jumpsuit.
“I’m hungry.”
“Huh?” Naruto said, suddenly feeling like his good luck of running into Sakura wasn’t such good luck. Could his own teammate be planning on eating him? Sakura always acted like she hated him, but they had become closer as a team. Maybe she wanted to eat not so much because she was in love with him, but just to get him out of the way so she could be alone with Sasuke on the team.
“You were supposed to come with me, Kakashi sensei and Sasuke for lunch, but since you couldn’t make it, the lunch was canceled and I haven’t had time to eat all day. You better make up for this or else.”
Naruto would have been relieved that Sakura wasn’t trying to eat him, if not for her clenched fist hovering a few inches from his face. Gulping nervously, he nodded quickly, willing to do anything to calm down his fuming teammate, even crawl inside an oven and become grilled Naruto. Sakura let him go, but not before promising him pain if he screwed with her life again. She left Naruto alone, feeling happy that he hadn’t faced too much of the pink haired girls wrath. He took out his notebook and jotted down his latest discovery:
Sakura: Could want to eat me, most likely just wants me dead. Too soon to tell if her method of killing me will be by cannibalism.
He put another question mark above Sakura’s name and pocketed his notebook; again he headed back to his house. He hadn’t learned anything, except he knew some strange girls. Maybe it would come to him later who was trying to eat him.
“Got to start looking for strange girls. Not going to be eaten,” he told himself pulling out his notepad and pencil, ready to write the first strange girl he saw.
“H-h-h-e-ello N-naruto, y-y-your lo-o-oking g-good to-d-day.”
Speaking of strange girls, one had just walked up to Naruto. Hinata Hyuga, Naruto remembered her most as that shy girl that sat in the back of class always with a red face. At first, he thought she had to be constantly sick because of her flustered look, but he’d heard from Kiba that she only looked that way around him. He’d asked Kiba why Hinata always got flustered in his presence and the boy had just looked at Naruto like he was stupid and asked him if he was kidding. He never figured what Kiba meant, but now he was starting to understand. Could Hinata be blushing because she wants to chop him up into small pieces and eat him with a side of rice?
“What do you mean by look good? Good as in fashionable? Good as in morally? Good as in Tasty? Is that what it is Hinata do I look tasty?”
“W-w-w-h-hat?”
“Are you thinking about stripping me naked, running your tongue down my body and tasting my very essence?”
Naruto never got his answer because as soon as he finished his question, Hinata’s face turned an angry shade of purple and she fainted with blood squirting out of her nose. Naruto studied the fallen fellow ninja, noticing a silly smile on her usually cool face. She must have fainted while having a very good thought. Naruto opened his note book and wrote in his first entry:
Hinata: May be the stalker or just have an atypical illness that causes blushing, nose bleeds and fainting. Need more time to tell.
He then but a question mark over Hinata’s name. Closing his notebook, Naruto stepped over Hinata and continued on his way. It was looking pretty likely that it was Hinata, but he couldn’t be sure. She had always been weird, but the love letters had only started coming recently. Could it be that Hinata was his stalker and she’d finally mustered up the courage to express her feelings through the desire to devour him whole?
“Nah!” Naruto said and continued walking.
He made his way down the streets of Konohagakure, checking every street corner, house, and tree for someone watching him. He had to be ever vigilant if he was going to catch his stalker.
“Ooof!”
Naruto tumbled to the ground, knocking down the person he’d just walked into. He dusted himself off, and started a mantra in his head. Please don’t be someone that hates me! Please don’t be someone that hates me! Please don’t be someone that hates me!
“Watch where you’re going idiot!”
“Hi Sakura,” Naruto grumbled. His prayer hadn’t been answered, but it wasn’t so bad. He had wanted to talk to Sakura and ask her if any of the girls in the village had been talking about him. Maybe mentioning how good he’d taste served in soya sauce. As he and Sakura returned to their feet, he was about to ask her his question, when she grabbed him by the sides of his orange jumpsuit.
“I’m hungry.”
“Huh?” Naruto said, suddenly feeling like his good luck of running into Sakura wasn’t such good luck. Could his own teammate be planning on eating him? Sakura always acted like she hated him, but they had become closer as a team. Maybe she wanted to eat not so much because she was in love with him, but just to get him out of the way so she could be alone with Sasuke on the team.
“You were supposed to come with me, Kakashi sensei and Sasuke for lunch, but since you couldn’t make it, the lunch was canceled and I haven’t had time to eat all day. You better make up for this or else.”
Naruto would have been relieved that Sakura wasn’t trying to eat him, if not for her clenched fist hovering a few inches from his face. Gulping nervously, he nodded quickly, willing to do anything to calm down his fuming teammate, even crawl inside an oven and become grilled Naruto. Sakura let him go, but not before promising him pain if he screwed with her life again. She left Naruto alone, feeling happy that he hadn’t faced too much of the pink haired girls wrath. He took out his notebook and jotted down his latest discovery:
Sakura: Could want to eat me, most likely just wants me dead. Too soon to tell if her method of killing me will be by cannibalism.
He put another question mark above Sakura’s name and pocketed his notebook; again he headed back to his house. He hadn’t learned anything, except he knew some strange girls. Maybe it would come to him later who was trying to eat him.
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