Love at First Sight

A/N: Let me know what you think

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters

-After Pain Fight-

*Clap, clap, clap*

It was getting hard to focus with the hypnotic sight in front of him.

Samui walked with an instilled confidence just ahead of her two companions, her fat asscheeks making an audible sound with each step she took.

It was unfair how stacked the blond bimbo actually was, and it was even worse the she knew it.

Omoi was practically drooling at the show he was getting. With every step she took, the blonde’s meat cushions of an ass rippled violently and the dark-skinned shinobi could feel every one of the ripples send pulses to his dick.

Not mention Samui’s fat titties that were so massive, they were visible from behind the bombshell. Omoi’s lollipop almost fell out of his mouth.

“Keep your eyes on the fucking trees, nigga,” Karui spat as she slapped her squad mate upside the head, knocking the lollipop to the ground.

“Ow,” the male shinobi rubbed the back of his head.



‘Typical Karui.’

Omoi walked ahead of ahead of Karui, muttering something about “loud-ass bitches.”

The horny teenager didn’t turn back to look at the red-haired woman.

If he had, he might have noticed the subtle grinding of her thick thighs and slight blush that decorated her features.

‘Shit nigga, you don’t think my cunt ain’t melting from watching that onion booty!?’ Karui’s eyes shifted to the boy in front of her. ‘And you don’t make it any easier from watching fuck turn to steel,’ the cloud-nin thought to herself.

‘It makes me want to start diggin’ my pussy out right now!’

There seemed to be a permanent bulge in Omoi’s pants whenever he was anywhere near Samui.

Karui didn’t have breasts comparable to the barbie, but she’d be damned if her ass wasn’t on-point and she was a straight-up foul bitch on her knees.

‘Whatevah’, that idiot doesn’t deserve my attention.’

“We’re almost at the Hidden Leaf. Stay sharp and listen out for any leads on Sasuke Uchiha,” Samui snapped the other cloud-nin from their stupor and spoke the Uchiha’s name like it was a curse.

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Omoi crouched a couple of yards away as he watched Karui beat the utter fuck out of Konoha’s hero.

The white-haired teen felt slightly bad about the beating Naruto was willfully taking. But at the same time, the dumbass was actively withholding information about Sasuke Uchiha and his whereabouts for the sole purpose of securing the said Uchiha bastard’s safety?

Just thinking about almost made Omoi want to get up and take a swing himself. It was their sensei they were talking about!

The cloud-nin got lost in thought and zoomed in on the scene at hand.

‘Karui’s ass isn’t half bad,’ Omoi thought, placing a hand on his chin.

The dark-skinned girl was straddling the orange jumpsuit-wearing dumbass. Omoi wondered if he’d let her beat the shit out of him if it meant he got to hotdog her ass like the Uzumaki was unintentionally doing.

Omoi shuddered.

‘Ew. Why am I thinking about Karui like this, dirty bitch probably doesn’t even wash her ass.’

It was then that a pale-skinned dude in a crop-top intervened, putting Naruto’s ass-whooping on hold.

Karui stomped away, not happy with her results and steaming angry. Samui’s fine-ass kept her even, cold glare for the rest of the day.

It was fair to say that the cloud trio got no information out of the Uzumaki.

Omoi would try to talk to the Uzumaki alone.

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Despite Konoha being mostly in shambles, Omoi could not deny that the village was beautiful, if not a bit humid.

The dark-skinned teenager walked through the streets with a carefree attitude, both hands delved deep into his pockets.

He was on his way to talk to Naruto one-on-one with a different approach. That ironing board of a teammate ever only responded with violence.

Omoi stopped outside the large tent he had been told the hero would be staying in.

“Can you tell that I’ve been working out Sakura-chan, hehe.”

“Shut-up stupid, I’m only patching you upright now because you don’t know how to defend yourself. Sai told me what happened,” a female voice ridiculed from inside the tent.

“Your finally starting to show concern for me…does this mean that you’ll be willing to go get some Ichiraku Ramen with me after this?” Omoi could hear the grin in his voice.

“Baka! You know my heart already belongs to another, this “Sakura” said with a trail of despondency.

The tent grew awkwardly silent after that. Omoi decided he’d heard nothing of importance and entered the tent.

Upon his entrance, the bubblegum-haired girl and the Uzumaki were instantly on-guard.

“Who are you and what do you want?” The girl asked with hostility.

Sakura was kneeling on both knees next to the blond and Omoi’s lazy eyes widened at the pinkette.

Her unusual hair color screamed exotic to the lightning-release user and her ample lips were settled into an angry pout. They just seemed so…fuckable.

Her sleeveless red-shirt struggled to contain her even breasts and the grey apron wrapped around her waist didn’t do anything to hide her leather-clad fannie. The black shorts didn’t even cover the bottom half of her butt and with the position she was sitting in, it was hard to keep the snake in his pants under control.

“I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself last time, I’m Omoi of Kumogakure. You’ve already met Samui and Karui,” Omoi chuckled, referencing the beat down the red-head gave Naruto.

“What do you want?” Sakura snarled.

Omoi rolled his eyes, it was like he was a magnet to ill-tempered women,

“I was getting to that. About two months weeks ago the Akatsuki infiltrated Kumo and abducted my sensei Killer B. The operation was led by none other than Sasuke Uchiha.”

Sakura threw a punch that whizzed right past his temple.

“Woah! What the hell!?”

Omoi was now leaning back on his hands with the busty bitch standing over him.

“You come to our village, attack my teammate, and accuse the other of ludicrous crimes!? Who the hell do you think you are!?”

Omoi sweatdropped,

“Sorry to break it to you sweetheart but your rogue-nin boyfriend is the Land of Lightnings most wanted and on every other rogue-nin’s hitlist.”

The thick-thighed girl raised her fist a second time, no doubt about to bash his brains out.

The dark-skinned boy supposed this wouldn’t be such a terrible end in the ninja world.