Sakura shocks Hinata awake before the girl can drown.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Sakura's left shoulder sagged a little under the dead weight of the fainting girl. Feeling a rush of adrenaline from needing to act, she stood and turned around, presenting her bare bubble butt to the three boys as she straddled the girl before her. In the next moment she stuck her hands underneath Hinata's armpits and pulled her up enough to ensure the girl didn't drown, propping the girl's shoulder blades up against the spring's edge.

'Hey...' Inner Sakura said in their mindscape as Outer Sakura looked down at the unconscious girl before her. 'You know, this is the best excuse we could look for to get out of here. If we carry Hinata out to the girl's changing room then no-one would think it strange and we could get her some smelling salts there to wake her.'

Sakura resisted the urge to shake her head. 'And then Hinata would always remember this day as the one where I tricked her into a hot spring full of naked boys where it ended with her fainting at the sight of Naruto's penis. No, we need to get her conscious again and keep her going so that she doesn't end the day on that note.'

“Hey, is she all right?” an obnoxious voice asked over her shoulder, at the same time that she felt something hard slide across her buttock.

'He didn't.' Sakura looked over her shoulder, seeing that the shorter Naruto was standing on his tiptoes to peer over her shoulder. Which meant that the hard thing sliding across her ass cheek had to be his stiff cock. 'He did! That little pig!'

'Ewwwww!' Inner added. 'Ugh. Please tell me that dampness I'm feeling from it is from the water, and not from-'

'Shut up! Not thinking about it!' Sakura thought back, before she smiled sweetly (which was always a dangerous sign when she did that) and said, “She's fine, Naruto. Just got a bit overheated from the water. I'll get her up and running again in a moment, but I don't want to startle her so you need to go back and sit.”

'And take your slimy cock with you!' Inner added in her mind.

While Naruto actually listened to her for once and returned to his seat, Sakura looked back at the unconscious girl before her. 'Now, how the hell do I get her awake without smelling salts?'

'...I can think of one way,' Inner replied. 'But it's a bit...much.'

Sakura's eyes widened as she realized what Inner was hinting at. Resigned, she thought back, 'Whatever works, I guess.'

Sakura moved forward, her legs straddling the other girl's waist as she brought her body closer to Hinata's. After glancing out of the side of her eyes to make sure that her body was blocking the view as much as possible from the curious eyes of Naruto and even Shikamaru (and probably Choji, but she couldn't see him from her peripheral vision), she reached down and deftly untied the knot in Hinata's towel. There was a chance the shy girl would just faint again if she realized the towel was undone, but unfortunately the thick cloth would make her technique much less effective, so she had to risk it.

With a quick tug of her hand, the towel came undone, pooling around the Hyūga girl's waist and releasing Hinata's tightly-held breasts to gravity.

'My god. So much jiggling,' Inner Sakura said in awe. 'I wish we could jiggle like that.'

Sakura stared down at Hinata's breasts for a long moment, drinking them in. Heavy handfuls of the palest white skin, tipped with thick brown nipples that contrasted nicely against the soft flesh. These were proper breasts, not the budding little tits that Sakura was still growing. Straight, gay, bi, male or female... it didn't matter who you were – you had to appreciate soft globes as wonderfully formed as those. How did such a body-shy girl get gifted with such perfect tits? And just how big would these things be when she finished growing!?

'Kind of a shame, doing this to such works of art,' Inner noted.

Sakura hummed in agreement as she reached down with both hands and grasped each of the brown tips tightly between her fingers and thumb. Then, after a quick mental apology, she savagely twisted both of the Hyūga girl's nipples.

“Aaaaaaaaaah!” Hinata screamed as she startled into consciousness, almost bucking Sakura off her in her pain.

“Shh, shh,” Sakura whispered, not wanting to give the boys any further excuse to come over and see Hinata's exposed chest. Her hands slowly massaged the soft flesh of the Hyūga girl's breasts to help the girl get over the pain of having her nipples twisted. While she did that, she looked over her shoulder, preemptively stopping Naruto who had been halfway through standing up again. “She's fine, don't worry.”

“Then why was she screaming?” Naruto asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Shock. Happens all the time for people rousing from overheating.” As she turned her head the other way to look at Shikamaru, her eyes narrowing in a 'you caused this and I will end you if you don't help' glare, she added, “Isn't that right, Shikamaru?”

Shikamaru swallowed. He'd seen some terrifying glares from his mother in his time. None of them sent the chill through him that Sakura's did. It was amazing how terrifying a thin naked girl with cotton candy hair could be. So even though he knew full well what she'd just done, he turned to the blond boy and backed her up. Dying at his age would be too troublesome. “Yeah. Stop worrying over nothing, Naruto.”

“Oh. Right, I knew that,” Naruto said as he sat back down again.

Hinata blinked as she regained her senses. It took her a few moments to puzzle through the strange sensations coming from her chest, before her fuzzy brain slowly categorized them as... a cool breeze and something gently kneading her breasts? Wait, her breasts!?

Hinata's eyes shot open as she looked down to confirm that her towel had come undone and that small hands were gently massaging the flesh around her sharply aching nipples. Her eyes just as quickly shot up to confirm who it was who was fondling her tits. “S-Sakura!? Why are you-?”

“Shh,” Sakura whispered as she leaned forward.

Hinata blushed as she realized that the other girl was straddling her, and that by leaning forward Sakura's small breasts would have touched hers if the pink-haired girl's hands hadn't been in the way. As Sakura leaned in, her long hair fell around Hinata's face, hiding it from the boys' view.

Hinata swallowed at the closeness of the other girl, while her face flushed at the pleasurable feelings that Sakura's ministrations to her breasts were building inside of her. “Wh-what happened? Her eyes widened as she remembered the sight of Naruto's cock swinging in front of her. Thankfully the slowly dulling ache from her nipples kept her from falling under again. “D-did I faint?”

“No, of course not,” Sakura responded. “You just went a little dizzy for a few seconds. You're fine. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“O-oh.” Hinata softly said. After a couple of seconds, she hesitantly added, “H-how did that result in you fondling my b-breasts?”

Sakura blinked, before realizing that she was still massaging the other girl's perfectly formed teats. With a strangely sharp sense of loss, she slowly removed her hands.

'Awww...' Inner whined at the removal.

Hinata frowned at the lost sensations. She hadn't told the girl to stop. The massage had been distracting her from the strange (but thankfully rapidly diminishing) pain in her nipples. Unfortunately she didn't have the courage to ask Sakura to start again. Or ask her why her nipples stung.

“You... you just looked like you needed it,” Sakura vaguely responded. “Are you okay now? Do you think that you can handle seeing Naruto's... thing?”

Hinata stared up into Sakura's green eyes. Ever since she'd met Naruto, she had held him up as an example of how to keep going no matter how down she was, as an example of how to be determined, how to be brave in a fight. Sakura had shown her today another way of being brave.

The pink-haired girl had shown her through example that you could shrug off the most embarrassing of situations if you believed in yourself enough. You could be exposed on the most primal of levels and it wouldn't matter if you didn't let it matter. She'd even shown that you could let other people's embarrassing exposure slide over you and not affect you, if you were comfortable in your own skin.

Of course, she had no idea that Sakura was such a master of pushing those emotions down that she'd birthed an entire Inner Personality to handle it, but from Hinata's perspective Sakura's easy acceptance of her own and other people's nudity was inspiring. The pink-haired girl was a model of determination and bravery - in a different way to Naruto - but also worthy of respect for the path that she'd taken.

In other words, Hinata found herself wishing that she was brave like Sakura, just like she often wished that she was brave like Naruto.

The thought of seeing her crush's uncovered penis again equally thrilled and terrified her. But Sakura wasn't backing down in the face of the other boys' nudity. And so Hinata would do her best not to, either.

“I-I'll do my best!” Hinata said, her voice filled with determination.