Put it out.

Naruto shrugs, "Fine. But I wouldn't look anyway,"

He chucks the torch into the water.

Ino whispers as darkness surrounds them again, "What do you mean by that?"

Her hand is on his arm, a little pleading.

"Umm, I mean, you're beautiful, Ino-san, and... but, I have Tenten... so..."

"You /have/ Tenten, Naruto-kun?"

"I mean... well yeah! She's mine. I'm hers. That's how I think it works, anyway."

"You mean..." she wraps her cold soaking dripping arms around his chest, her hot breath lancing his neck, "You couldn't /have/ me, too?"

Naruto sputters, unable to come up with a reply.