Anko Mitarashi

The creepy, but seductive nightmare that is Anko.

“Kill him,” said Anko! I looked to her. I would never know why she always backed me up, but she took a liking to me. I got a bit carried away, and began to study her face, and beautiful grey eyes. Her hair was done in a ponytail, with her bangs crazily falling over her headband. Her breasts hidden beneath her jacket. Though everyone who took a second to look, could see that they were sizable.

“Focus on tits later,” screamed Hanabi. Her words brought me back into the fight. She was right, and very blunt. She had been like a sister to me ever since this world changed. And ever since she turned 18, she moved to live with me in my 'apartment'. It was better than living alone.

“Im ending this,” said Sasuke as he threw his broomstick to the ground. I prepared for a final blow, and when I saw him crouch I immediately knew what he would do. He was going to feint a low kick but spin it into a much more devastating kick. All I had to do was not react to the initial kick and sweep his leg as he prepared to jump. This was too easy.

“I’m going to win,” I said, “I’m about to beat Sasuke.” Sasuke paid no attention as he threw his kick, but I didn’t fall for it.

Anko was about to see me lay out this asshole. She was about to throw her arms around my neck in celebration. No doubt pulling me straight into her tits!

Maybe Ino would even jump ship from the Sasuke train, that girl was a trophy if there ever was one.

My eyes looked at Sakura, and immediately I saw that she too was looking back. Sakura was going to see me beat Sasuke!

This was a fucking dream come true!! Anko! Ino! Even Hanabi! and Then add a cherry on top with Sakura!

I grew fearful of the eye contact and shifted my gaze downwards. and saw the tiny skirt she wore. From underneath it I could see the Spandex squeezing the flesh of her legs. She had the most well-crafted ass in the entire building. And with toned legs and hips to match. Maybe I could give her a shout out at the victory party.

Yeah Sakura was out of my league, and having something as perfect as her was pretty unattainable for someone like me. Yet, if there was a path to getting underneath that skirt it must have started by winning this battle.

Oh yeah, I am supposed to be sweeping him about now.

I turned towards Sasuke, wondering where in his kick he was. And when I turned I saw only his foot mere inches from my face. Shit!! Back to the drawing board. THIS WAS GOING TO HURT….