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The masked man groaned as he set down that morning's paper and sank further into the couch. He never meant for this to happen. Damn it all! Why did he have to be so hopelessly in love? He had never felt this way about any of his other girls. Of course he had felt compassion for them, but that was nothing compared to this. The man removed his Anbu style re-breather and dropped the fox-shaped mask to the floor. Naruto shook his wily blonde hair and opened his tired eyes.

The only light in the room was the flickering of the large computer monitor at the other end of the room. Pictures and video clips of a particular girl flashed across the screensaver. Naruto sighed and stared lustfully at them. He vowed he would have her, and only her. He would give up his fame as the masked pervert if only he could just feel that creamy skin under his course, calloused hands. He would give up his family name if just to hear her whisper her love for him as he knew she did.

In his eyes, she was the peak of perfection, a fallen angel, even a goddess in her own right. Her skin was a delicate opaque, as soft and smooth as the finest velvet. Her hair was a lustrous and silky ink blue that flowed in layers down the small of her back. When she walked it was as if she were floating and dancing, and those curvaceous hips helped the illusion greatly. Not a scratch was to be found on her, despite her career as a ninja. And her face, her beautiful face glimmered and had a constant smile on those luscious lips. That adorable blush adorned her cheeks and her bangs framed her forehead in a cute fashion, accenting her eyes. Oh her eyes. Naruto's heart skipped a beat at the very thought of them. They were the most enlightening and gorgeous shade of silvery lavender. Many believed those eyes to be cold and emotionless. But Naruto knew better. He could read her every thought, her every emotion through those pearly windows to the soul.

The Uzumaki banged the back of his head against the walls. He couldn't get her out of his mind for a minute! Nor could he summon the courage to ask her out. Stupid right? He was a nineteen year old already and he couldn't ask one fucking girl out. But wait. He shook his head. She wasn't just some girl. She was the girl. Something inside him just told him that it was true. She was the one. She was the one his soul yearned for; the one he could see himself starting a family with. The one he could see growing old and dying with. A smile graced his lips at the thought.

But how was he to go about doing it; this whole, telling her his feelings? He was certainly no expert at feelings. Well, unless you counted passion, lust, or others of the like. His eyes snapped open at the thought. Maybe that could help him.

With her index finger she beckoned him toward her skimpily dressed figure in the middle of the room. Her eyes burned with want, her pale skin begging for attention. He obliged and wrapped one arm around her waist and in sync she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her coy smile enticed him and he crushed his lips to hers without needing telling twice.

Now he knew what she was trying to do. She wanted the upper hand. Seduction was her ace card tonight. Not that he minded that part. But his inner fox growled inside, begging for dominance. He smirked. He would show her just how in control he was of her body.

As she battled his tongue for dominance, he decided to curl his other hand around her thigh and hitch it up so it rested on his hip. She gasped and despite her attempts to regain control, she couldn't help but melt into his touch and moan into their passionate kiss. He smirked against her lips. If she thought this was the end of it, she was dead wrong.

The hand holding her thigh released its grip, but the girl clinging to him kept it there all the same. Instead his free hand roamed over the silken lingerie she wore. She shivered under his touch as she kept kissing him. Slowly, agonizingly slowly he slipped the straps off and he broke the kiss for air and to take the dratted clothing off her form. Before she could berate him, he kissed lovingly at her neck causing her breath to hitch slightly. Her hands traveled up to run through his spiky tresses and she felt the back of her knees hit the bed frame before softly landing on the mattress. He growled slightly at the skin on her neck causing shivers to run through her body.

His nose ran softly across the column of her neck, searching for that one spot. He felt her shudder as his appendage ran across the artery in her neck, where lie her quickening pulse. He kissed it softly at first getting no reaction from her he hadn't already received. He inwardly scowled. Next he gave an experimental lick and heard her gasp at the feeling. When he started sucking on that spot on her neck she let a soft moan escape her swollen lips. His eyes glinted in response. It was so satisfying knowing his sweet torture was getting the better of her so early in the game. Without warning he promptly bit her neck, effectively causing her to mewl in pleasure. As he pulled back slightly he could already see the bruise started to form.

His tongue traveled from her shoulder to her ear, causing her whole form to quiver beneath him. He stopped at the shell of her ear and breathed hotly, "You're mine."

"Naruto." She said her voice as angelic as the heavenly chorus.

She brought him down for another kiss, this one sweet, but still as powerful. They both pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. His hands traveled lower and unclipped her black bra, all the while never leaving her beautiful eyes.

"I love you Hinata." He whispered, sincerity ringing through his eyes and voice.

"Oi, Naruto, get your ass out of that bed!" came a distant voice.

Naruto bolted upright, his body covered in a cold sweat. His hand came to his lips. It had all felt so real. "Just a dream." He whispered to himself while his eyes were still slightly bewildered.

He glanced around his room. Yep. Nothing out of the ordinary. His orange walls were still lined with photographs, posters, and missing ninja fliers. All his gear was in his dresser and none of the scrolls were out of place on the bookshelf. His closet remained shut where he kept all his casual or formal wear. Really the only thing that was slightly in disarray was his hunter green sheets as they were damp from his excessive sweating.

A shock of dark blue hair came through his door. "Hey dobe, did you hear me? Get up already!" Sasuke went into his closet and threw a pair of pants. "And put these on. I doubt you'd want your company seeing you in your boxers."

"Sasuke-teme what the hell are you doing here?! It's too early to get up!" he then proceeded to throw a pillow at the Uchiha.

"You gave me a key remember? I thought I'd mooch off of my best friend such as raiding his fridge and playing his video games until the party started tonight. But here I arrive to find him still catching z's." Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Anyway, it's already noon you retard."

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Pria bertopeng mengerang karena ia meletakkan kertas pagi itu dan tenggelam lebih lanjut ke sofa. Ia tidak pernah dimaksudkan untuk hal ini terjadi. Sialan itu semua! Mengapa dia harus menjadi begitu putus asa jatuh cinta? Ia tidak pernah merasa seperti ini tentang salah satu gadis lain. Tentu saja ia merasa belas kasihan bagi mereka, tapi itu tidak seberapa dibandingkan dengan ini. Pria dihapus nya dariputra gaya kembali nafas dan menjatuhkan topeng berbentuk fox ke lantai. Naruto mengguncang rambut pirang cerdik dan membuka matanya lelah.Satu-satunya cahaya dalam kamar pada monitor komputer besar di ujung lain ruangan berkedip-kedip. Gambar dan klip video dari seorang gadis tertentu melintas di screensaver. Naruto mendesah dan < menatap mereka. Ia bersumpah ia akan memiliki dia, dan hanya padanya. Dia akan menyerahkan ketenaran sebagai menyesatkan bertopeng kalau saja dia bisa merasakan bahwa krim kulit di bawah saja, telah kapalan tangan. Dia akan menyerahkan nama keluarganya jika hanya untuk mendengar bisikannya cintanya, karena dia tahu dia lakukan.Di matanya, dia adalah puncak kesempurnaan, malaikat yang jatuh, bahkan seorang Dewi dalam haknya sendiri. Kulitnya adalah buram halus, sebagai lembut dan halus sebagai beludru terbaik. Rambutnya berkilau dan lembut tinta biru yang mengalir di lapisan bawah kecil kembali. Ketika dia berjalan itu seolah-olah dia mengambang dan menari, dan pinggul montok yang membantu ilusi sangat. Tidak awal adalah untuk dapat ditemukan pada dia, meskipun karirnya sebagai ninja. Dan wajah, wajah cantik merekah dan memiliki senyum konstan pada bibir lezat. Blush menggemaskan yang dihiasi pipinya dan dia bangs dibingkai dahinya dalam mode lucu, aksen matanya. Oh matanya. Naruto jantung berdetak kencang di sangat memikirkan mereka. Mereka adalah naungan paling mencerahkan dan cantik keperakan Lavender. Banyak percaya mata yang menjadi dingin dan emosi. Tapi Naruto tahu lebih baik. Dia bisa membaca setiap pikiran, dia setiap emosi melalui jendela mutiara jiwa.Uzumaki menggedor belakang kepala terhadap dinding. Dia tidak bisa membuatnya keluar dari pikirannya selama satu menit! Juga tidak bisa ia mengumpulkan keberanian untuk mengajaknya keluar. Bodoh kan? Dia sudah berusia sembilan belas tahun dan dia tidak bisa meminta seorang gadis yang sialan keluar. Tapi tunggu. Ia menggelengkan kepala. Dia tidak hanya beberapa gadis. Dia adalah gadis. Sesuatu di dalam dia hanya mengatakan kepadanya bahwa hal itu benar. Dia adalah satu. Dia adalah orang yang merindukan jiwa-nya yang ia bisa melihat sendiri mulai Keluarga dengan. Yang ia bisa melihat tumbuh tua dan mati dengan. Senyum menghiasi bibirnya memikirkan.But how was he to go about doing it; this whole, telling her his feelings? He was certainly no expert at feelings. Well, unless you counted passion, lust, or others of the like. His eyes snapped open at the thought. Maybe that could help him.With her index finger she beckoned him toward her skimpily dressed figure in the middle of the room. Her eyes burned with want, her pale skin begging for attention. He obliged and wrapped one arm around her waist and in sync she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her coy smile enticed him and he crushed his lips to hers without needing telling twice.Now he knew what she was trying to do. She wanted the upper hand. Seduction was her ace card tonight. Not that he minded that part. But his inner fox growled inside, begging for dominance. He smirked. He would show her just how in control he was of her body.As she battled his tongue for dominance, he decided to curl his other hand around her thigh and hitch it up so it rested on his hip. She gasped and despite her attempts to regain control, she couldn't help but melt into his touch and moan into their passionate kiss. He smirked against her lips. If she thought this was the end of it, she was dead wrong.The hand holding her thigh released its grip, but the girl clinging to him kept it there all the same. Instead his free hand roamed over the silken lingerie she wore. She shivered under his touch as she kept kissing him. Slowly, agonizingly slowly he slipped the straps off and he broke the kiss for air and to take the dratted clothing off her form. Before she could berate him, he kissed lovingly at her neck causing her breath to hitch slightly. Her hands traveled up to run through his spiky tresses and she felt the back of her knees hit the bed frame before softly landing on the mattress. He growled slightly at the skin on her neck causing shivers to run through her body.His nose ran softly across the column of her neck, searching for that one spot. He felt her shudder as his appendage ran across the artery in her neck, where lie her quickening pulse. He kissed it softly at first getting no reaction from her he hadn't already received. He inwardly scowled. Next he gave an experimental lick and heard her gasp at the feeling. When he started sucking on that spot on her neck she let a soft moan escape her swollen lips. His eyes glinted in response. It was so satisfying knowing his sweet torture was getting the better of her so early in the game. Without warning he promptly bit her neck, effectively causing her to mewl in pleasure. As he pulled back slightly he could already see the bruise started to form.His tongue traveled from her shoulder to her ear, causing her whole form to quiver beneath him. He stopped at the shell of her ear and breathed hotly, "You're mine.""Naruto." She said her voice as angelic as the heavenly chorus.She brought him down for another kiss, this one sweet, but still as powerful. They both pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. His hands traveled lower and unclipped her black bra, all the while never leaving her beautiful eyes."I love you Hinata." He whispered, sincerity ringing through his eyes and voice."Oi, Naruto, get your ass out of that bed!" came a distant voice.Naruto bolted upright, his body covered in a cold sweat. His hand came to his lips. It had all felt so real. "Just a dream." He whispered to himself while his eyes were still slightly bewildered.He glanced around his room. Yep. Nothing out of the ordinary. His orange walls were still lined with photographs, posters, and missing ninja fliers. All his gear was in his dresser and none of the scrolls were out of place on the bookshelf. His closet remained shut where he kept all his casual or formal wear. Really the only thing that was slightly in disarray was his hunter green sheets as they were damp from his excessive sweating.A shock of dark blue hair came through his door. "Hey dobe, did you hear me? Get up already!" Sasuke went into his closet and threw a pair of pants. "And put these on. I doubt you'd want your company seeing you in your boxers.""Sasuke-teme apa sih yang Anda lakukan di sini? Hal ini terlalu dini untuk bangun!"Dia kemudian melanjutkan untuk melempar bantal Uchiha."Kau memberiku ingat kunci? Saya pikir saya akan mooch dari sahabatku seperti merampok kulkas dan bermain video game nya sampai partai mulai malam ini. Tapi di sini saya tiba menemukan dia masih menangkap darikhoirul" Sasuke digulung matanya. "Pokoknya, hal ini sudah siang Anda menghambat."

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Pria bertopeng mengerang sambil meletakkan koran pagi dan tenggelam lebih jauh ke sofa. Dia tidak pernah dimaksudkan untuk hal ini terjadi. Sialan itu semua! Mengapa ia harus begitu putus asa dalam cinta? Dia tidak pernah merasa seperti ini tentang salah satu gadis-gadis yang lain. Tentu saja dia punya belas kasihan merasa untuk mereka, tapi itu tidak seberapa dibandingkan dengan ini. Pria itu dihapus Anbu gayanya kembali nafas dan menjatuhkan topeng rubah berbentuk ke lantai. Naruto menggelengkan rambut pirang cerdik dan membuka mata yang lelah. Satu-satunya cahaya di ruangan itu berkedip-kedip dari monitor komputer besar di ujung ruangan. Gambar dan klip video dari seorang gadis tertentu melintas di screensaver. Naruto menghela napas dan menatap serta menginginkannya pada mereka. Dia bersumpah ia akan menyuruh, dan satu-satunya. Dia akan menyerahkan ketenarannya sebagai cabul bertopeng kalau saja dia bisa merasakan bahwa kulit krim di bawah saja, tangan kapalan. Dia akan menyerahkan nama keluarganya jika hanya untuk mendengar dia berbisik cintanya karena ia tahu ia lakukan. Di matanya, dia adalah puncak kesempurnaan, malaikat yang jatuh, bahkan dewi dalam dirinya sendiri. Kulitnya yang buram halus, lembut dan halus seperti beludru terbaik. Rambutnya tinta biru berkilau dan halus yang mengalir di lapisan bawah punggungnya. Ketika dia berjalan seolah-olah ia sedang melayang dan menari, dan orang-orang pinggul montok membantu ilusi sangat. Tidak goresan itu dapat ditemukan pada dirinya, meskipun karirnya sebagai seorang ninja. Dan wajahnya, wajahnya yang cantik berkilauan dan memiliki senyum yang konstan pada bibir lezat. Itu memerah manis menghiasi pipinya dan poninya dibingkai dahinya dengan cara yang lucu, aksen matanya. Oh matanya. Jantung Naruto berdetak kencang di bagian paling memikirkan mereka. Mereka adalah warna yang paling mencerahkan dan cantik lavender keperakan. Banyak yang percaya mata menjadi dingin dan tanpa emosi. Tapi Naruto tahu lebih baik. Dia bisa membaca nya setiap pikiran, dia setiap emosi melalui orang-orang mutiara jendela jiwa. The Uzumaki menggedor bagian belakang kepalanya ke dinding. Dia tidak bisa mendapatkan dia keluar dari pikirannya selama satu menit! Dia pun tidak bisa mengumpulkan keberanian untuk mengajaknya kencan. Bodoh kan? Dia adalah seorang berusia sembilan belas tahun sudah dan dia tidak bisa meminta seorang gadis sialan keluar. Tapi tunggu. Dia menggeleng. Dia bukan hanya seorang gadis. Dia adalah gadis itu. Sesuatu dalam dirinya hanya mengatakan kepadanya bahwa hal itu benar. Dia adalah satu. Dia adalah salah satu jiwanya merindukan; satu ia bisa melihat dirinya memulai sebuah keluarga dengan. Yang satu ia bisa melihat tumbuh tua dan mati dengan. Senyum menghiasi bibirnya di pikiran. Tapi bagaimana ia pergi untuk melakukan hal itu; Seluruh ini, menceritakan perasaannya? Dia tentu saja tidak ada ahli perasaan. Nah, kecuali jika Anda menghitung gairah, nafsu, atau orang lain yang sejenisnya. Matanya langsung terbuka di pikiran. Mungkin itu bisa membantunya. Dengan jari telunjuknya ia memberi isyarat dia ke sosoknya skimpily berpakaian di tengah ruangan. Matanya terbakar dengan keinginan, kulit pucat memohon perhatian. Dia wajib dan dibungkus satu tangan di pinggang dan sinkron dia memeluk lehernya. Senyum malu-malu dia tertarik dan dia hancur bibirnya dengan miliknya tanpa perlu disuruh dua kali. Sekarang dia tahu apa yang dia coba lakukan. Dia ingin berada di atas angin. Seduction adalah malam ini kartu ace. Bukan berarti ia berpikiran bagian itu. Tapi rubah batinnya geram dalam, memohon dominasi. Dia menyeringai. Dia akan menunjukkan padanya betapa mengendalikan dia dari tubuhnya. Saat ia berjuang lidahnya untuk dominasi, ia memutuskan untuk menggulung tangan lainnya di pahanya dan halangan itu sehingga bertumpu pada pinggulnya. Dia tersentak dan meskipun dia mencoba untuk mendapatkan kembali kontrol, dia tidak bisa membantu tetapi melebur menjadi sentuhan dan mengerang ke ciuman penuh gairah mereka. Dia menyeringai bibirnya. Jika dia pikir ini adalah akhir dari itu, dia sudah mati salah. Tangan memegang pahanya merilis cengkeramannya, tapi gadis menempel kepadanya terus di sana semua sama. Sebaliknya tangannya yang bebas berkeliaran di atas lingerie sutra yang dipakainya. Dia menggigil di bawah sentuhannya saat ia terus menciumnya. Perlahan-lahan, agonizingly perlahan ia menyelipkan tali off dan ia memecahkan ciuman untuk udara dan mengambil pakaian terkutuk dari bentuk nya. Sebelum dia bisa mencaci, dia mencium penuh kasih di lehernya menyebabkan napas halangan sedikit. Tangannya melakukan perjalanan untuk menjalankan melalui tresses runcing dan dia merasa bagian belakang lututnya menghantam bingkai tempat tidur sebelum lembut mendarat di kasur. Dia menggeram sedikit di kulit lehernya menyebabkan menggigil untuk menjalankan melalui tubuhnya. Hidungnya berlari pelan di kolom lehernya, mencari yang satu tempat. Dia merasa bergidik sebagai embel-embel itu berlari melintasi arteri di lehernya, di mana terletak pulsa percepatan nya. Dia menciumnya dengan lembut pada awalnya tidak mendapatkan reaksi darinya ia belum menerima. Dia merengut dalam hati. Selanjutnya ia memberikan menjilat eksperimental dan mendengar dia terkesiap pada perasaan. Ketika ia mulai mengisap tempat itu di lehernya dia membiarkan erangan lembut melarikan diri bibir bengkak. Matanya berkilat sebagai jawaban. Itu sangat memuaskan mengetahui penyiksaan manis mendapatkan yang lebih baik dari dirinya sehingga di awal permainan. Tanpa peringatan ia segera menggigit lehernya, efektif menyebabkan dia tangis dalam kenikmatan. Saat ia mundur sedikit dia sudah bisa melihat memar mulai terbentuk. Lidahnya perjalanan dari bahunya ke telinganya, menyebabkan seluruh bentuk tubuhnya bergetar di bawahnya. Dia berhenti di shell telinga dan bernapas hangat, "Kau milikku." "Naruto." Dia mengatakan suaranya seperti malaikat sebagai paduan suara surgawi. Dia membawa dia turun untuk ciuman lain, yang satu ini manis, tapi masih sama kuat. Mereka berdua menarik diri dan menatap mata masing-masing. Tangannya bepergian lebih rendah dan unclipped bra hitamnya, sambil pernah meninggalkan mata yang indah. "Aku mencintaimu Hinata." Dia berbisik, ketulusan dering melalui mata dan suaranya. "Oi, Naruto, pantat Anda keluar dari tempat tidur!" terdengar suara yang jauh. Naruto berlari tegak, tubuhnya ditutupi dengan keringat dingin. Tangannya datang ke bibirnya. Itu semua merasa begitu nyata. "Hanya mimpi." Dia berbisik kepada dirinya sendiri, sementara matanya masih sedikit bingung. Dia melirik ke sekeliling kamarnya. Yep. Tidak ada yang luar biasa. Dinding oranye nya masih dilapisi dengan foto-foto, poster, dan selebaran hilang Ninja. Semua peralatan itu berada di lemari dan tidak ada gulungan yang keluar dari tempat di rak buku. Lemari tetap menutup tempat dia menyimpan semua pakaian santai atau formal. Benar-benar satu-satunya hal yang sedikit berantakan adalah pemburu nya lembar hijau karena mereka basah dari keringat yang berlebihan. Sebuah kejutan rambut biru tua datang melalui pintu. "Hei dobe, kau mendengarku? Bangunlah sudah!" Sasuke masuk ke lemari dan melemparkan sepasang celana. "Dan menempatkan ini pada. Aku ragu Anda ingin perusahaan Anda melihat Anda di petinju Anda." "Sasuke-teme apa yang kau lakukan di sini ?! Masih terlalu dini untuk bangun!" ia kemudian melanjutkan untuk melemparkan bantal di Uchiha. "Kau memberi saya kunci ingat? saya pikir saya akan mencuri off dari sahabatku seperti merampok lemari es dan bermain video game sampai pesta dimulai malam ini. Tapi di sini saya tiba menemukannya masih menangkap z itu. " Sasuke memutar matanya. "Pokoknya, itu sudah siang Anda menghambat."