Naruto: Ninja Training?

Naruto
Ninja Training?

Sakura busied herself around her room, making sure everything was in it’s place. All her books were placed neatly on the shelf, the snacks and drinks she had laid out for her friends were ready, now all she had to do was wait for the other girls to show up. Sakura placed her hands high on her hips and smiled. “Great! Everything’s perfect!” The girl thought, happily.

A knocking on her door, informed the girl her guests were arriving. Running to the front door, she swung it open and smiled. “Come on in!”

“Thanks billboard brow,” Said Ino, smirking at the girl.

“Suddenly you weren’t invited!” Sakura said, the girl was about to slam the door shut, when she spotted Hinata peering around Ino, at the girl.

“Hello Sakura, thanks for inviting me,” Hinata said, blushing hard.

“You’re welcome… please… come in you two!” Sakura said, staring angrily at Ino.

Sakura was about to close the door when she heard the voice of Tenten. “Were here!”

“Hi Tenten and…” Sakura’s eyes widened slightly. Standing behind Tenten was Temari. “I’m surprised you came,” Sakura said, remembering the trouble the hidden leaf village had with the ‘village hidden in the sand’. “Please come in,” Sakura said, stepping aside so the two girls could come in.

All the girls headed for Sakura’s room. By the time Sakura had made it there herself, most of the snacks and drinks were gone.

“Help yourselves why don’t you,” Sakura said, narrowing her eyes at Ino, who was relaxing on her bed.

“Thanks,” Ino said, rolling onto her side. “So what are we going to do?”

“I don’t know…” Sakura admitted, shrugging her shoulders. “I was thinking we could talk, or read something or…” The girl’s voice trailed.

“That sounds lame Sakura,” Ino began, sitting up and reaching for the bowl of snacks. “You need to plan these stupid sleepovers better… HEY!” Ino cried, as Sakura snatched the bowl of snacks away.

“I think you need to lay of the snacks! I know salted or sugary things are your weakness, but still!” Sakura said, smirking.

“Oh yeah! Well I know what your weakness is!” Ino said.

Sakura’s cheeks grew bright red. “Sasuke?” The girl thought, happily.

“THIS!” Ino poked Sakura’s sides, causing the girl to yelp.

“HEY!” Sakura snapped, looking angrily at the girl.

“A ticklish ninja! What a joke!” Ino said, giggling.

“You’re more ticklish than I am!” Sakura said, setting the bowl of snacks down. The girl was about to start tickling Ino, when Hinata spoke up.

“I’m pretty ticklish myself,” the girl said.

“So am I,” Tenten said, hugging herself. “I can’t stand being ticklish.”

“I’m not ticklish at all. You four are weird.” Temari said, smirking.

“Is that so?” Ino said, getting to her feet. “How about some ninja training then?”

“Ninja training?” Sakura asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

“Yeah. Let’s see who’s the most ticklish, whoever loses, gets tickle tortured by everyone in the room!” Ino offered.

The girls all thought about this. Even Temari was starting to feel nervous about the challenge. “Alright,” Sakura said, smiling evilly at Ino. “I know all Ino’s tickle spots, I’m going to… Oh wait… she knows mine as well… Never mind…” Sakura thought, suddenly growing depressed. “What are the rules?”

Ino tapped her lower lip thoughtfully. “We each lay down with our hands over our heads. Whoever laughs first loses, also you have to stay as still as you can, and you can’t lower your hands. If you laugh or lower your hands, you lose!”  

“Ok,” Everyone in the room said, nodding.

“Who ever loses has to marry Naruto!” Sakura said.

Hinata smiled brightly and blushed.

“Except Hinata. She has to marry someone else,” Sakura quickly added.

“Aww…” Hinata said, depressed.

“Alright, since Ino came up with the game. She has to go first!” Temari said.

“Fine…” Ino said, blushing a little. Laying down on the floor, Ino raised her hands above her head and closed her eyes. She tried to mentally prepare herself for the tickling that was about to take place.

Sakura suddenly dug her fingers into Ino’s underarms and started tickling mercilessly. Teten was tickling the girl’s belly, Temari had grabbed the girl’s ribs and were making short work of them, and Hinata was at Ino’s feet, and was raking a single index finger up and down the middle of her sole.

Ino held her breath as her cheeks grew bright red. She tried her best to stay still, but as the tickling wore on, she found it getting harder and harder.

Sakura smiled evilly as she raked her fingers up and down Ino’s ticklish underarms. She remembered all the tickle fights, she and the girl used to get into. “Her whole bodies really ticklish, but I know how to really get her!” The girl thought, smiling evilly.

Three minutes slowly ticked by when Ino burst into laughter and scrunched herself into a tight ball. “Enough! Enough!” The girl cried.

“Alright! Ino’s out!” Sakura said.

“And Sakura’s in!” Ino said, looking over her shoulder at the girl and smirking.

Sakura sighed deeply and took Ino’s spot. The second she placed her hands over her head the tickling began. Like before Temari started tickling Sakura’s ribs, Tenten tickled her belly, Hinata tickled her feet, but Ino decided to do something different. Instead of just tickling Sakura’s underarms, she decided to tickle both her underarms and thighs.

“Oh crap!” Sakura thought, her cheeks grew bright red. The girl closed her eyes tightly and shook her head. Her entire body also vibrated on the floor, and she started wiggling left and right.

“Poor little Sakura… Tickle, tickle, tickle!” Ino teased, raking her nails slowly up and down Sakura’s exposed pit, at the same time she playfully pinched and teased her thighs.

Suddenly the girl started laughing hysterically. “Enough!” She cried, taking several deep breaths. “Alright… I lose… who’s next?” She asked.

Temari sighed deeply. “I want to get this over with,” she said, taking Sakura’s place next. After the girl placed her hands over her head the tickling began.

Sakura moved to Temari’s feet and started tickling them beside Hinata. Their fingers danced wildly over the ticklish soles. Ino, like with Sakura, tickled both the girl’s underarms and thighs. Even Tenten had changed her tactics when she tickled the girl.

Temari was a lot more ticklish than she had let on. She rolled left and right, and even tried to pull her feet away. “Me and my big mouth!” The girl thought, bitterly.

“You’re not ticklish right? You’re just annoyed, right?” Ino teased, not letting up on her torture.

Temari burst into ticklish laughter and jumped to her feet. “That’s right!” She said, hugging herself tightly and staring angrily down at Ino. “I am annoyed! I shouldn’t have come!” And with that Temari started to leave.

“Look at the brave ninja run!” Ino said.

Temari halted in her tracks. “What did you say?” She demanded.

“That’s right!” Sakura said, getting to her feet and placing her hands high on her hips. “You were a lot more ticklish than you let on, now you’re afraid you lost, and you’re trying to run, right?”

Temari turned angrily towards the two girls. “I’m not running! I needed to use the restroom!” And with that the girl took a seat on the floor.

“I thought you had to use the restroom,” Sakura said.

“I don’t have to anymore,” Temari said.

“Eww…”

“I didn’t have to in the first place!” Temari snapped.

Sakura took a deep breath. “Alright. The only two left are Tenten and Hinata.”

“I’ll go next,” Tenten said, laying down and placing her hands above her head.

Temari grabbed Tenten’s sides and started tickling her ribs mercilessly. She gave each of the girl’s ribs a quick tickle before moving onto the next one, once every rib had received a good tickling, the girl spread her fingers wide and attacked them all at once. After that the girl began poking her belly, she tickled the muscles in her stomach and dug her index finger into the girl’s navel.

Tenten started laughing several moments later. “STOP!” She cried, kicking her feet and pounding her fists against the floor.

“Teten is out! Hinata is the only one left!” Sakura said, placing a hand on Hinata’s back.

“Yes,” Hinata said, nodding. Taking Tenten’s place.

All the girls looked nervously around at one another. They each could handle being tickle tortured, but Hinata always seemed fragile. “Alright… Here we go,” Sakura said, breathing deeply.

The girls started tickling Hinata slowly at first. They watched as the girl held her breath and tried to keep herself as still as possible, but soon they were tickling her quickly and mercilessly.

Sakura was torturing both of Hinata’s feet at the same time. She was raking her nails up and down the tender soles, and teasing her toes. Temari had dug her fingers into the girl’s underarms and was making short work of them, Tenten was tickling the girl’s stomach, and Ino was poking the girl’s ribs.

“I… I might not be able to marry Naruto if I lose, but if I win I still have a shot!” The girl thought.

Several long moments later Hinata burst into ticklish laughter. “PLEASE STOP!” She cried.

Sakura giggled. “Alright. You’re done.”

Ino got to her feet and wondered over to the table she had been keeping everyone’s time on. Looking down at the paper the girl smirked. “Alright! We have a winner!” The girl said, looking over her shoulder at everyone. “The one with the longest time is… Hinata!”

“What!? Really!” The girl said, happily.

“That’s right! You beat us all by a whole minute! Impressive!” Ino said.

“Thanks!” Hinata said, blushing.

“Who lost?” Sakura asked, annoyed.

“You did…” Ino said, smirking.

“What!?” Sakura cried, jumping to her feet and running over to her friend. Grabbing the paper she glanced down at everyone’s times. “I didn’t lose!”

“With a forehead like that you do,” Ino giggled.

“Shut up!” Sakura snapped. The girl’s shoulders sagged. “Let’s see… The loser is…” Sakura’s eyes shifted to Tenten.

“Me!?” Tenten cried.

“Yeah. By a few seconds it would seem,” Sakura said.

“You know what that means!” Temari said, smiling evilly at the girl.

“You’re not allowed to marry Naruto!” Hinata cried.

“I won’t… If you take my place!” Tenten said, smiling mischievously.

Hinata hit the ground and placed her hands high over her head. “TICKLE ME!” She roared.

THE END