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Chapter 9 by JamesWeasley JamesWeasley

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Sakura hides behind the others as they join the other teams

Sakura dashed behind the nearest body – Naruto. She probably looked ridiculous doing it, with one arm over her small tits and the other cupping her pussy, but she had more pressing things to worry about – namely her rival seeing her like this.

“Uh… what-cha doing back there, Sakura-chan?” Naruto asked, starting to turn around.

“I told you to not look back!” Sakura growled, lightly bonking him on the head. Or at least, lightly by her standards. It only took her a few moments to realize what doing that meant – her face flushed red as her hand shot back to cover her small breasts in a blur that would have gotten her good marks at the Academy for reaction times.

Taking a deep breath, Sakura sighed. “I’m using you to hide behind,” she told the blond boy.

“Did you hear that, jerk?” Naruto crowed as he looked over at Sasuke. “She chose me to-”

“I chose you because the first thing Ino will do when she sees us is she’ll head for Sasuke! So I can’t hide behind him. And I can’t hide behind sensei because he’s the jerk who put me in this mess in the first place, so you can bet that he’d kawarimi away at the worst possible moment.

Kakashi shrugged. “That lack of trust hurts to hear, Sakura.”

“That’s not a denial that you’d do it!” Sakura shrieked, pointing at him in accusation, before she realized what she was doing and rushed to cover her tits again.

“Well it hurts either way,” Kakashi answered. “Now come on, you’re making us late.”

All three of his students stared at him in disbelief, before they all started following him. “Who’s making who late?” Naruto muttered while doing his best to not think of the naked girl who was only a footstep behind him. He was tempted to stop suddenly, but he knew that Sakura’s arms were in the way of anything interesting squishing up against him, and he knew full well how bony and painful Sakura’s arms could be. So he kept walking, doing his best to puff himself up and draw attention away from the girl behind him onto himself. Just because he loved seeing Sakura naked didn’t mean he wanted everyone else to see her like this, after all.

Unfortunately for him, he was the shortest one in his team, and he was now missing his large jacket so he wasn’t doing the best of jobs.

“Please be a final test, please be a final test,” Sakura fervently prayed to herself in the hopes that her teacher would substitute clothes onto her body at the last moment and congratulate her on her mental fortitude or something.

Unfortunately her last, final hope slowly faded into despair as they walked out of the woods into a clearing where two other teams stood, along with a man who was standing next to a professional looking camera that was setup on a tripod.

It was true. Kakashi really expected her to face the other teams and get her team picture taken while she was nude. A team picture that, if Iruka-sensei’s ramblings on the matter was true, was the kind of thing that ninja expected you to set up in a prominent place in your home so others could see it. A picture that not only she, Naruto, Sasuke and Kakashi would get a copy of, but further copies would also be given to the Hokage's office for the official records. Anyone who looked through her team’s information while selecting ninja for missions would find a photograph of her naked body on display, captured forever on film.

For one brief moment she considered running back into the forest, before she resigned herself to the inevitable. She was a ninja now. Being a ninja meant putting your body on the line. Of course, she’d always thought that putting your body on the line would mean participating in life-or-**** battles, not exposing herself to anyone around, but the principle was the same.

‘Keep telling yourself that, we might eventually believe it,’ Inner Sakura grumbled, resigned to what was about to happen.

“Well it’s about time you showed up!” Ino shouted as the others – Shikamaru, Choji, Kiba, Shino, Hinata and their teachers also looked over at them. “What are you doing there behind Naruto, Billboard Brow?” the blonde girl asked, smirking as she started to walk towards her rival. “Too embarrassed over how long it took for your team to pass the test? It can’t have been Sasuke’s fault. I would have guessed Naruto, but he’s not the one hiding.”

“You’d be hiding too if you were in my position, Pig!” Sakura growled, resisting the urge to march out and step into Ino’s personal space so that they could get into their usual glaring match.

“Uh hey, Ino,” Naruto said as he started to wave his arms up and down, doing his best to distract the girl.

Unfortunately, Ino was very good at realizing when she was being played. “Not now, Naruto,” she said, her eyes narrowing as she kept her sight on the girl behind the shouting idiot in front of her. “Are you wearing a tube top, Sakura? You don’t normally wear anything that keeps your shoulders free.”

“Something like that,” Sakura agreed as she tried to hunch down a little. “Aren’t you going to congratulate Sasuke? He’s right over there.”

Ino’s eyes narrowed even further. “Okay, there’s definitely something off here. The Sakura I know would never encourage me to talk to Sasuke, so I-” in the middle of her sentence, she juked to her right, trying to see past Naruto. To his credit, he predicted the move well enough to get in her way. Unfortunately for him he didn’t react in time for Ino’s second juke, this time to her left, as she managed to get past the boy. “Oh. My. God.”

“Ino, it’s not what it looks like,” Sakura said, with the same expectation of it working as if she was trying to stop an avalanche with her pinky.

“Oh. My. God.” Ino repeated as she looked up and down her rival’s body. “You’re naked. Why the hell are you naked!?”

Everyone in Ino and Sakura’s Academy class had long since learned to tune the two girls out during one of their arguments, but this quickly got the attention of the other team members. All of her classmates rushed over to confirm that Ino wasn’t lying. Even Hinata, despite her heavy blushing, was getting an eyeful.

“Hey! I’m not-! I don’t-!” Sakura stumbled over her words as she tried to think of a way of explaining this while keeping herself covered. Her head twisted to the side to glare at Kiba, who was trying to get past her, as she snarled, “Not one step further!”

Kiba did his best to put on an innocent face, which he failed miserably at. Realizing that he had to defend himself, he opened his mouth and said, “Bark.”

Everyone blinked at that, before Sakura felt a sinking sensation in her stomach. “You’re his dog, aren’t you?”

“-and he’s getting the prime kibble tonight. Holy shit, you really are naked!” Kiba – the real Kiba, not Akamaru henged to look like him – said from behind her.

Sakura spun around, her arm drawing back to deck the bastard in the face, only to freeze a moment later as she realized two things. Firstly, since she was facing the real Kiba, that meant that everyone else was seeing her bare backside. Secondly, since she was drawing her arm back to deck the boy, that meant that he was seeing her tits.

“I think I preferred the first view,” Kiba stupidly said as he stared at her small breasts. A moment later her was on the ground as Sakura’s anger overrode her mortification, allowing her to punch him as hard as she could. Which was pretty damn hard.

With her righteous vengeance enacted, Sakura spun back around, arms firmly in place again as her face blushed crimson in mortification. Her blush only deepened when she saw that everyone’s eyes had been pointed straight where her ass had been, and there was more than one look of disappointment from losing the view.

Everyone had seen her naked ass! Everyone! She was never going to get married now!

“So what’s all this then, Kakashi?” the other male sensei, a tough looking guy with a beard, asked as he walked up. “Don’t tell me that you’ve given the poor girl the Nidaime's Encouragement?”

Sakura’s heart sank. That was really a thing? Kakashi hadn’t just been making it up on the spot?

The other teacher, a red-eyed woman stepped up next to the bearded man. “Kakashi! There hasn’t been a Nidaime’s Encouragement enacted since the Fourth Hokage was in office!”

Sakura’s heart rose. Did this mean that they’d **** her sensei to stop this horrible, horrible punishment?

Original Chapter by AkaB

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