Konohagakure no sato :
Hyuga Clan :
Inside the fortified walls of the Hyuga compound, the atmosphere was thick enough to choke a shinobi.
Hyuga Hiashi paced the length of the engawa, his Byakugan not quite active, but his veins were certainly bulging from stress alone.
It was well past sundown. Normally, Hinata was as punctual as a clockwork seal, but tonight? Nothing.
( at least there are still guards around her but )
And with the village currently crawling with "foreigners"—mercenaries, hidden Village genins , and god-knows-who else for the Chunin Exams—Hiashi was about ten seconds away from ordering a full-scale search-and-rescue operation.
He stopped mid-stride, his hand hovering over taking a stance as a shadow detached itself from the moonlit sky.
Hoot.
A massive black owl with piercing golden eyes glided down, landing with eerie silence on the railing. Hiashi recognized the bird instantly. This was Sadako, the silent courier Hinata used when she thought her father wasn't looking to send messages to that Uzumaki boy.
( What does Naruto want now ...or is it ? )
Usually, the owl was a source of mild irritation for Hiashi—a reminder that his daughter was growing up. But tonight, it was a lifeline. He reached out, his fingers surprisingly steady as he untied the small scroll from the owl's leg.
He unrolled the parchment and read. His brow, which had been furrowed deep enough to hold water, slowly began to smooth out.
(Not bad, my daughter...) Hiashi thought, a rare, ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.
(Though, if you had managed to get him alone without the Yamanaka and the redhead, it would have been a masterstroke. Still... a foothold is a foothold.)
The Dinner Table
Hiashi tucked the letter into his sleeve and stepped inside, sliding the shoji screen shut behind him. He walked into the dining hall, where the scent of grilled fish and miso soup filled the air.
Hitomi, his wife, was elegantly placing the final side dishes on the table, while a young Hanabi was busy trying to balance a pair of chopsticks on her nose.
"What was the news?" Hitomi asked, looking up with a gentle, knowing smile. She had seen him pacing like a caged tiger for the last hour.
Hiashi sat down at the head of the table, exhaling a long breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "Hinata will not be home tonight. She is staying with Ino and Karin."
"Eh? Really?" Hitomi blinked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Like a girls' night out, Mom!" Hanabi chirped, finally dropping the chopsticks. "Do you think they're doing each other's hair? Or talking about boys?"
Hiashi cleared his throat, trying to regain his stoic demeanor. "Hmph. They are staying at the Uzumaki estate. Apparently, the boy is 'unwell,' and they have seen fit to act as his medical detail."
"Oh my!" Hitomi placed a dainty hand against her cheek, her expression turning quite jovial. "At Naruto-kun's house? My, Hinata is becoming quite the bold young lady, isn't she?"
"She's just being a good friend," Hiashi muttered, though the glint in his eyes suggested he was already calculating the political benefits of an Uzumaki-Hyuga alliance for the third time that evening.
"Me too! Me too!" Hanabi suddenly stood up on her chair, her eyes wide with excitement.
"I want to go to a sleepover at Naruto-nii chan's too ...! He has the cute doggy , raven and even the cool Owl ..! Can I go, Father? Please?Please ?"
Hiashi looked at his youngest daughter and sighed. "No, Hanabi. One daughter causing a diplomatic incident per night is quite enough for this clan."
" what ???? what are you saying father ? "
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Senju Clan Compound :
The Senju clan compound was currently a bit of a "girls' club." With the men out or nonexistent, the estate was ruled by the formidable Senju Tsunade, the ever-worrying Kato Shizune, and the Uzumaki duo, Uzumaki Ayaka and her daughter Karin.
In the kitchen, Ayaka and Shizune were busy with the evening meal, the sounds of chopping and sizzling filling the air. Out in the main room, Tsunade was engaged in her favorite pastimes: nursing a bottle of sake and squinting at a stack of mission reports that she'd much rather Burn.
( Ughh , If Only I can Gamble with these papers )
Suddenly, a tiny, soft poof echoed on the table. A miniature Katsuyu materialized right next to Tsunade's cup.
Tsunade didn't even look up at first, her voice thick with fatigue. "What is it now, Katsuyu-sama? "
"Hoho, nothing urgent " Katsuyu's voice drifted through the room, sounding uncharacteristically jovial.
"I have a message from Karin-chan."
The mention of Karin's name acted like a dinner bell. Shizune and Ayaka immediately poked their heads out of the kitchen, drying their hands on their aprons. Karin was running late, and while that wasn't unusual for a newly minted shinobi, mothers and mentors have a way of worrying regardless.
"Is she okay? Is she running late?" Ayaka asked, her brow furrowing.
"Ayaka-chan, don't worry," Katsuyu replied, her little antenna swaying. "Karin-chan wanted you to know she'll be staying at Naruto-kun's house tonight."
The room went silent. Tsunade finally looked up, one eyebrow arching high.
"Oh? Bold move from that girl , And why exactly is she bunking with the brat?"
"Well," Katsuyu chuckled, "it seems Naruto-kun is... quite sick. Karin-chan, Hinata-chan, and Ino-chan have volunteered to look after him through the night."
A collective sigh of relief swept through the room, but Tsunade was still suspicious.
"Sick? That kid? ......... Are you sure he's not just faking it to get some attention?"
"Actually," Katsuyu added with a hint of mischief, "the girls made dinner for him. From what I gathered, Naruto-kun is currently visiting the Pure Land in his sleep."
The silence returned, but this time it was heavy with a very specific kind of understanding. All three women froze. They knew Karin's cooking—mostly because they had lived through it. They also knew Ino and Hinata's reputations in the kitchen. Individually, they were a risk
( Three Natural Disasters )
Together? They were a Class-S BioHazard
"Oh, you poor, poor boy," Shizune whispered, a hand going to her mouth in genuine pity.
"That girl's cooking just... it doesn't get better, does it?" Ayaka sighed, leaning against the doorframe with a look of maternal resignation.
"I love her, but ......*sigh* "
Tsunade stared at her sake cup for a long moment before letting out a sharp, bark-like laugh.
"Hah! Not even I can cure that ..........but That brat must have done something truly impressive to deserve a lethal dose of affection like that."
Tsunade took a long swig of her drink, shaking her head. "I'll head over there in the morning. —mostly just to see if he's still in one piece. If he survived a meal from those three 'natural disasters,' he's probably ready for the Chunin Exams right now."
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Yamanaka Household :
The heavy oak doors of the Yamanaka household creaked open well past 9:00 PM. Inoichi Yamanaka practically stumbled inside, his shoulders sagging under the weight of a dozen classified scrolls.
With the Chunin Exams turning Konoha into a global crossroads, the Intelligence Division was screaming for air. It wasn't just about tracking spies; Inoichi had to analyze the psychological profiles, political leanings, and combat potential of every foreign genin stepping foot in the village.
One wrong report to the Hokage could spark a diplomatic incident that would take years to clean up.
"I'm home," he groaned, his voice raspy from a day of telepathic interrogation and high-stakes meetings.
His wife, Kaoru, met him with a knowing smile and led him straight to the dining table. A warm meal was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality. But as he lifted his chopsticks and was in the middle of the meal , a cold realization washed over him. He was a master sensor, and the house felt... empty.
"Where's Ino?" he asked, his brow furrowing. "I don't feel her chakra."
"Oh," Kaoru replied casually, pouring him a cup of tea. "She's staying the night at Naruto-kun's home."
*Cough!**Cough!* *Cough!* *Cough!*
Inoichi choked mid-swallow, Miso soup spraying across the table as he lunged to his feet, his face turning a dangerous shade of purple.
"WHAT?! That little... that brat ! I'm going to MURDER him! I'll mind-crush him into the next century!"
"Fufufu, settle down, dear," Kaoru teased, waving a hand dismissively. "Apparently, Ino-chan made dinner for him tonight alongside Hinata and Karin. From what I hear, the boy is currently bedridden and halfway to the afterlife. The girls are just... 'nursing' him back to health."
The murderous rage vanished from Inoichi's face, replaced instantly by a look of profound, hollow silence. He slowly sat back down. He remembered the three months Ino had spent "learning" to cook since Graduation.
Inoichi remembered the smoking craters in the kitchen and the time he'd had to use a medical ninjutsu on his own stomach after tasting her "special" stew.
(...Well, I am only been training Ino for three months. Maybe I'm being too harsh on her progress in cooking ...) He took a long, slow sip of water, a dark smirk finally playing on his lips knowing The Boy's condition
(Actually, take that, you little punk. Consider it a tax for being so popular.)
Inoichi sighed, feeling a strange mix of relief and pity for the Uzumaki boy. "Maybe cooking just isn't just for our Flower , And Ino's just... not that feminine after all. She takes after the 'warrior' side of the family, I suppose. Hmm "
Inoichi spoke with pride but suddenly
The temperature in the room plummeted.
Kaoru's smile didn't fade, but her eyes narrowed into sharp, dangerous slits. "Ara... are you suggesting I didn't teach our daughter well? Or are you saying I'm lacking in femininity myself, dear?"
Inoichi's chopsticks froze halfway to his mouth. A bead of cold sweat rolled down his temple. He swallowed hard, realizing he had just walked into a trap far more dangerous than anything the Intelligence Division could dream up.
"Haha... that's not what I meant at all, sweetheart," he stammered, his sensor instincts screaming
( I fucked up ....... ME and my Mouth F*ck )
"Hmm," Kaoru stood up, the chair scraping against the floor with a dramatic screech. She walked around the table, her footsteps rhythmic and predatory. She grabbed Inoichi by the collar, pulling him to his feet with surprising strength.
"Now that I think about it... the house is quite empty tonight. ."
" Huh ?? What are you sa-"
"No children to interrupt us and It's been a while dear , come let me show you my feminity "
If it was any other time , Then Inoichi was always ready , but today , looking in her wife's eyes , Inoichi shivered
"*Gulp* Wait, dear—" Inoichi's voice went up an octave. "I'm exhausted! The exams... the stress... I haven't slept in—"
"It's okay," she whispered, her voice turning low and sensual as she began to drag the Great Intelligence Commander toward their bedroom.
"Let me help you make all that stress... disappear."
Inoichi looked back at his half-eaten dinner one last time, a silent plea for mercy in his eyes.
That Night A father Won But a Husband and A man Lost .
That Night Inoichi Got Fu*ked
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Konohagakure No Sato :
Chunin Exams Venue ( 5 days Later ) :
The morning air in Konohagakure carried a sharp, October chill that bit through the standard shinobi mesh, but the atmosphere around the Chunin Exam venue was already heating up.
Birds were chirping, roosters were echoing in the distance, and Naruto stood leaning against a wall in a spot where he could see everything—and, more importantly, where he couldn't be missed.
Naruto rolled a cherry lollipop across his tongue, the sweet flavor fighting the phantom memory of the "medical dinner" from a few nights ago. Naruto was bedridden for two days just tasting that abdomination and even Now he still felt that doom taste on the tip of his tongue .
( Thank God I have got Lolipops )
Naruto looked around the ground , He wasn't the first one there; squads were already pooling outside the locked doors. He noted the Sound Genin huddled in a jagged group, the Grass and Sand teams keeping their distance, and various minor village runts/Genins trying to look tougher than they were. Inclusding Konoha.
( Hmm , where is Orochimaru and Kabuto though ?? )
Soon The Building Gates were Opened and the Genins moved inside , seeing this Naruto pulled out his pocket watch.
9:30 AM.
(Well, where is My Team...?)
The exam was set for ten, but his team was nowhere in sight. Soon, however, his senses picked up familiar chakra signatures. Teams 8, 10, and Team 11—Karin's squad—approached the gates fro different directions .
(How punctual... they came right on time........but why did they Ignore me ?? )
It was clearly a coordinated arrival. Naruto's eyes drifted toward the three girls who had effectively neutralized him for forty-eight hours. Even standing here now, a lingering nausea stirred in his gut. and looking at them He could still taste that neon-green disaster on his tongue.
( As revenge you shall give me 10 baby's ...... EACH )
As they passed, the reactions were a in varied guilt. Hinata ducked her head immediately, her face flushing a deep crimson as she studied her own sandals.
( At least Hinata feels guilty )
Karin went the opposite route, staring straight ahead and ignoring his existence with the practiced precision of a stone statue.
( Ignoring me huh ............ 5 more for you then)
Then there was Ino. The blonde didn't hide. She locked eyes with him, raised two fingers to her own eyes, and then pointed them dead at him. Her lips moved in a silent, terrifying promise:
I. AM. WATCHING. YOU.
(...... F*ck )
Naruto felt a genuine shiver run down his spine. Somehow The Yamanaka has already became the defacto leader of the girls .
Nearby, the boys weren't making it any easier. Kiba gave him a mock salute while snickering, and even Choji, usually the most polite of the bunch, couldn't stop a muffled giggle from escaping behind a handful of barbecue chips.
Shikamaru and Shino were also snickering , They'd all seen him at his lowest, pale and trembling in his own bed, and they weren't going to let him forget it..
(These bastards...) Naruto thought, gritting his teeth. (Will of Fire, my foot. It's will of Gloating )
Five minutes later, the rest of Team 7 finally arrived. Sakura and Sasuke were walking together—Sakura had clearly intercepted the Uchiha at the district gates . Naruto pushed off the wall to meet them.
( Hmm , Sakura seems shaken , what happened )
"Yoo...!!! Morning."
"Morning, Naruto," Sakura replied, her voice tight with pre-exam jitters.
"Um, same," Sasuke added, his gaze already scanning the crowd for threats.
They headed inside, weaving through a corridor thick with the scent of nervous sweat and oil. As they approached their floor, the casual walk turned into a spectacle. A crowd had gathered, and the sound of a dull thud echoed through the hall.
"Uwahhh!"
A kid in a green spandex suit hit the floor hard. His teammate, a kunoichi with twin buns and a pink shirt, rushed to support him. Both wore Leaf headbands. Standing over them were two older Genin with sneering expressions.
"Heh, are you sure you wanna take the Chunin Exams with that level of skill?" one guard asked sarcastically.
"Yahh... wouldn't it be better if you runts just quit?" the other added, laughing. "You are green-assed brats after all. Literally."
The hallway erupted in snickers—not just from the examiners, but from other Genin who enjoyed seeing a Leaf ninja humbled.
"Please... let us through," Ten-Ten begged, her voice sounding pathetic and small.
Naruto's eyes twitched. Seeing a Leaf shinobi beg like that while wearing the headband was a special kind of embarrassing.
( How Embarrassing ..... Do they not understand that they are representing Konoha here ....Lee is one thing but even Ten-Ten )
*Smack*
Before Naruto could intervene, Ten-Ten was punched squarely in the cheek, joining Rock Lee on the ground.
"That's mean...!!!" Ten-Ten cried out.
"Haha, did you hear what she said?" The guard stepped forward, his voice dropping into a dramatic, heavy tone.
"Listen, brats. We're being nice to you. The Chunin Exam is a high hurdle. We've seen people quit, and we've seen people disabled for life because they weren't ready."
"Chunin is unit leader level," the other guard lectured. "Mission failures, the death of subordinates... that's the weight of the vest. A brat like you becoming a Chunin? Don't make me laugh."
" What's so bad about weeding out who won't pass anyway ?? "
The air grew heavy as the examiners tried to weed out the weak-willed. Suddenly, Sasuke stepped through the crowd. Naruto watched all this yawning while blending in the crowd .
( Well Here we go , But I ain't some supporting character , So Good Luck Sasuke ..!! )
The atmosphere shifted instantly. The casual mockery evaporated, replaced by a sharp, provocative tension as the Uchiha took center stage.
"A just argument," Sasuke said, his voice cold and cutting. "But you will let me through." He took another step, his eyes locking onto the guards. "And could you also immediately undo this barrier created with genjutsu? I have business on the third floor, you see."
The corridor fell into a deafening silence.
'What's he talking about?'
'Genjutsu?'
'A barrier?'
' Is he senile '
' Where is bathroom '
' I wanna go home '
' That brat got a nice butt '
' i like the pink one's though '
' dude , that's a girl '
' IMPOSSIBLE '
' where am I ? '
The hidden examiners' expressions tightened. "Hoh... so you noticed, eh?"
"Of course," Sasuke smirked, his ego flaring.
"And not just me." Sasuke looked back, expecting to see Naruto's signature grin, but the blonde was gone, having vanished into the crowd to watch from the shadows.
( Where did he go ?? )
Shrugging it off, Sasuke turned to Sakura, deciding to use the moment to snap her out of her daze and keep the cool act
"How about it, Sakura?! You should have been the first to realize it. Your analytical strength and genjutsu have improved a lot in our squad, ..."
Sakura's eyes lit up with stars, her confidence returning in a flood as Sasuke-kun personally validated her.
"Sasuke-kun... of course I realized it ages ago! You see, this is the second floor."
Naruto watched the farce from the crowd with a bored expression. He saw the "guards" launch an attack, only for Rock Lee to intervene with frightening speed, stopping both Sasuke and the examiner with zero effort.
He also saw Neji and Ten-ten confronting lee about their previous Low-key persona that was shattered by Lee . being Questioned ,
Rock Lee in his defense simply pointed at Sakura , Soon Naruto watched the iconic, awkward confession where Lee was rejected by Sakura, and finally, the farce ended.
( Well time for me to Join them , I guess....Eh? What Now )
From behind Lee, A Figure came , Hyuga Neji. Neji stepped forward, his presence cold and suffocating. He ignored the others and addressed Sasuke directly.
"Hey...!! You there... Identify yourself."
Sasuke didn't even turn his head fully. He let out a sharp, dismissive snort.
"When asking someone his name, give your own first."
Naruto looked on and thought ( great Two Edgelords )
Neji's expression didn't flicker. "You are a rookie, right? How old are you?"
"I am not obliged to answer," Sasuke replied, his hands deep in his pockets, radiating pure Uchiha arrogance.
"What did you say?" Neji's voice was a low, dangerous hiss. The veins around his temples began to thrum.
Naruto ( Should have brought Pop-corn )
Sasuke finally turned, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the boy before him. "And who are you? And why are your eyes the same as Hinata's?"
The provocation hit like a physical blow. Neji's veins bulged with sudden, violent intensity. the constant disrespect The Uchiha has shown to him since the beginning and now Being compared to Hinata by an Uchiha was the ultimate insult
( He dared to judge me the same as that 'failure' )
Neji activated his byakugan his veins bulging and said
"She is from the same clan.....where's yours? UCHIHA....!!! "
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Author's notes :
Well I don't think there is much to write about Written exams with Naruto's current skill set so I decided to write this
1 More before Forest of Death
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