Succubus Sasuke

Sasuke the Succubus

Sakura suddenly looked up and saw a blond, blue-eyed boy staring at her, confusion and worry in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Naruto asked, somewhat puzzled, as he took the kunai from Sakura's hand. Judging from her current appearance, she didn't seem to be injured.

Why did she look like she'd seen a ghost?

Unexpectedly, Sakura shouted through her tears, "You disgusting man!" Then she threw her arms around Naruto.

Naruto froze. He instinctively hugged Sakura back, feeling the girl's chest heave violently as he gently patted her back.

Sakura's thin clothes clung tightly to Naruto's body. She was full and curvaceous, soft as cotton. A faint feminine fragrance slipped into Naruto's nostrils, making him cry out inwardly, Oh no. How did things suddenly start heading in an indescribable direction?

It wasn't that he was against it. But at least the plot could follow some logic, right? Was he really getting rewarded so directly?

Naruto felt as if both of his heads were swelling, but with Sakura's Super Strength already having entered the fray, he didn't dare take things any further for the moment. He could only let Sakura sob while enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

After a while, seemingly noticing that the atmosphere between them was becoming somewhat ambiguous, Sakura released Naruto, and a flush spread across her cheeks.

Naruto also coughed awkwardly, but he quickly composed himself and immediately asked what had happened.

"Ahem, what was wrong with you just now? Did you run into that perverted transmigrator?"

Only then did Sakura come to her senses. She hurriedly said, "This is bad. Let's go to Sasuke first. He might be in danger!"

"Okay. We'll talk while we go."

Perhaps seeing Naruto had restored her strength, Sakura began speeding through the forest with him, following Sasuke's trail all the way.

As they went, the two exchanged information, and Sakura explained to Naruto why she had been frightened.

"I see," Naruto said, looking as if he had suddenly understood everything. "No wonder you introduced yourself that way."

"What?" Sakura failed to understand what Naruto meant.

"I mean, back when Team 7 had just been formed." Naruto continued racing forward, adopting a reminiscing expression. "I remember you saying, 'I hate sleazy men and show-offs,' and 'Don't discriminate against women.' I thought it was strange at the time."

"The shinobi world doesn't discriminate, though. Look at Uzuki Yugao—she works in the Anbu too." As Naruto spoke, a thought suddenly crossed his mind: Should he take Yugao in after Gekko Hayate died?

Sakura tucked a strand of pink hair behind her ear and said somewhat sheepishly, "...Maybe I'd been harassed by sleazy men for so long that I started talking about everything in terms of gender without realizing it."

"Do you think I'm sleazy?" Naruto asked, looking at Sakura expectantly. He felt that his performance just now had been the very definition of a warm-hearted man.

He probably wasn't sleazy. He was more like someone who made people lose their heads!

Sakura turned her face away, her full lips pressed tightly together. She gave no answer.

"Tch. Fine, don't say anything."

Naruto turned his head and asked about the transmigrator instead.

"All we can determine for now is that the transmigrator is a pervert. I'm wondering whether, after confirming Snake Uncle's situation, we should use Sasuke as bait."

"How would we do that?"

"Easy. Doesn't he pass out after being bitten? We'll just toss him somewhere conspicuous. That bastard will probably take the bait."

"You're sure?" Sakura looked at Naruto suspiciously.

Naruto said nothing, merely revealing an inscrutable expression.

How could anyone doubt this succubus Sasuke? What a joke!

When you considered that Kishimoto, while nearing the end of the manga's serialization, had seen the blood from the two men's severed arms form a heart shape, everyone had once thought he planned to put Naruto and Sasuke together.

And the result? Most of the straight male readers said they could accept it!

Judging from the original work, Sasuke really did have a succubus constitution. Orochimaru yearned for him and even worked for him after being revived. Itachi loved him deeply. Obito favored him for no reason at all. Kabuto had specifically demanded to obtain him during the Fourth Great Ninja War. As for the girls, there was even less need to mention them.

As they continued onward, the two once again saw crooked writing on a tree trunk.

[Woof woof woof!]

The corner of Naruto's mouth twitched violently. Fine, fine, so this is how you want to play it? Just wait until I catch you. Let's see if I don't kill you!

He felt as if there were a mosquito buzzing around him. Its lethality was negligible, but its annoyance was maxed out.

Sakura rubbed her arms fiercely, as if trying to scrub away every goosebump.

"Let's go. Let's go." She spoke with a somewhat stiff expression, while her suspicions of Orochimaru grew another notch in her heart.

She forced herself not to imagine the "tragedy" that might occur after Orochimaru beat Sasuke senseless, then hurried along with Naruto.

Meanwhile.

Flames swirled around the tree trunks, blasting open charred holes one after another. Black smoke was blown about by powerful gusts, sending scattered fragments of wood flying. Two figures stood amid the wreckage. One was unharmed, while the other—a blue-clad, black-haired boy—looked rather battered.

Sasuke's sleeves were torn, and he had suffered injuries in several places, but his eyes blazed brightly, and his fighting spirit had not diminished in the slightest. If Haku had been present, he probably would have been deeply infected by the intense killing intent radiating from him.

The imbalance in his heart hung above his head like the Sword of Damocles, ready to sever the boy's sanity at any moment. Yet he felt no fear. It was merely that his Chakra was nearly exhausted, and his weakness left him unable to move easily for the time being.

"Your performance was impressive. No wonder you're Itachi's younger brother." Orochimaru tore off the disguised woman's face and casually tossed it aside. He then returned to his original, slightly hoarse voice, making Sasuke's pupils contract.

"Who... are you?" Sasuke's voice trembled slightly. He had never expected to hear that name from a strange man.

"My name is Orochimaru. If you wish to see me again, then strive to pass this exam..."

Orochimaru formed hand seals and extended a long snake tongue, as if gazing at a rare delicacy.

"Heh heh. You'll definitely come looking for me, Sasuke. I'm the only one who can give you this kind of power!"

Suddenly, Orochimaru's head shot forward. His neck stretched infinitely longer, and he bit viciously toward Sasuke's neck in a bizarre posture!

Sasuke had nowhere to dodge. He could only watch as Orochimaru sank his teeth into his neck.

"AAAAAAAH!" Sasuke clutched his neck, screamed in agony, and collapsed to his knees.

It seemed to be proceeding exactly as it had in the original story.

Suddenly, Orochimaru heard movement from behind.

Two figures flew toward him at incredible speed. One of them extended the red Chakra surrounding his body forward. Upon closer inspection, a bright purple Chakra vortex was wrapped within that extended red Chakra!

Orochimaru's pupils contracted. He narrowed his eyes, then lifted a foot and dodged the fatal strike.

"BOOM!!!"

The purple Rasengan exploded, instantly grinding the spot where Orochimaru had been standing into rubble! The great tree immediately began to totter.

Orochimaru retreated rapidly. Unexpectedly, Naruto, who had charged over, first embraced Sasuke, then roared furiously at Orochimaru:

"Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron!"

Orochimaru froze, clearly not expecting Naruto to suddenly shout out such a sentence.