Something occurs to make this even more embarrassing for her.

Original Chapter by AkaB

“What the hell?” Naruto muttered as he looked down at his erect penis in puzzlement. Having never tried to pee with an erection before, he was a bit put out by how hard it was to do. “What's going on?” he wondered as he tugged his dick up and down and to the sides, as if he could visually spot some reason for why it wasn't working.

Sakura's eyes widened as Naruto's penis was pushed to point directly at her for a moment. With her crouched down and him standing, the small opening on his glans was pointing directly at her face. A sinking feeling of inevitable doom dropped in her stomach, but a moment later he thankfully pointed it away again. For once, on this especially shitty day, fate hadn't decided to piss all over her.

She wasn't going to twice tempt a fate that had already lead her to this situation, though. With a surge of adrenaline-fueled muscle, she shot to her feet while she mentally struck out the idea of ever squatting down next to Naruto when he was trying to pee. Even if he had started without troubles, the idiot would have probably forgotten he was peeing in mid-stream and turned around to talk to her. At least if she was standing, she could jump back out of the way of any fallout of his carelessness.

Kiba couldn't resist from throwing in a taunt when she got out of her squat. “What's the matter, chickening out?”

Sakura didn't even look over at the boy. Mainly because she was fighting to keep the extreme embarrassment of what she was about to do off her face. “No, I just thought I'd try something different.”

The kunoichi-only classes at the Academy were about a lot more than just flower arranging. The girls in that class had been taught various things that only female ninja would need to know. How to hide your scent from enemy trackers when on your period, for example. How to fight and run in high heels when in a civilian disguise. How to balance ingredients to hide any tell-tale taste of poisons or paralytics in cooking. And then there had been the outdoors skill portion of the class, and a skill that every young kunoichi there had sworn they'd never use unless their life depended on it:

How to pee while standing up.

The skill had been thoroughly explained and demonstrated with diagrams by their teacher for one simple reason – when you were on the run from enemy ninja or you were in hostile territory, there were times when you had to be able to keep your head up and searching around for danger while you did your business. In theory it was quite useful, and a potential life saver in certain situations. The reason why the girls of the class had sat in mortified horror through the instructions on that day in class, and why Hinata had fainted (twice) through the explanation, was that the standing technique was designed with functionality in mind, not appearance.

'You realize that if you get this wrong, you're going to make a hell of a mess in front of everyone?' Inner nervously asked.

Sakura mentally grunted to indicate to her Inner that she did know that, but it wasn't like she really had a choice.

Taking a deep breath, Sakura set her feet apart, giving herself a slightly wide stance. Next she bent her legs a little, which incidentally looked like she was presenting her pussy to an invisible person in front of her. With both hands she reached down to her labia and pulled them apart, fingers just above and on either side of her urethra, giving the surrounding crowd on either side of her another show of her glistening pink folds.

Half of the trick for a girl to pee while standing up was in her posture. The other half, unfortunately, was pressure. In order to prevent it from dribbling all over herself, she had to start hard and finish hard, basically urinating like a high powered and extremely undignified water jutsu. Anything less would result in her peeing all over herself.

'When we get home, we're using that whole genin-are-legally-adults thing to buy some alcohol and get plastered,' Inner grimly noted as Outer Sakura took her undignified pose. 'We need to get so drunk that we can forget this day ever happened.'

Sakura didn't respond, already resigned to the humiliating act that she was about to do. The only way she could possibly have found a worse position to pee in would be if she got on all fours and raised a leg like a dog. Accepting the inevitability, her bare buttocks clenched slightly, an act plainly visible to most of everyone around her, before she bore down on her bladder muscles as hard as she could.

Hinata watched on in disbelief as Sakura got into the position that had caused so many horrified giggles among the girls when they'd been taught it in class. The dark-haired girl could practically feel her core pulsing as she watched the pinkette prepare to do something so brazen that the previous exhibitionism looked normal in comparison. It turned her on so much, but it also shamed her more than a little.

At the start of the day Sakura had told her to be proud of her naked body, and the pink-haired girl had lived by those words with her actions ever since then. Compared to what Sakura had fearlessly displayed to everyone today, Hinata was beginning to wonder if she could really consider herself a kunoichi at all if she couldn't be comfortable with doing even one percent of what the other girl had so far. Her skin was uncomfortably hot, almost feeling like it was burning underneath her water-soaked towel, begging to be cooled by the surrounding air. For now she ignored the sensation, her eyes fixed on Sakura's pussy so that she didn't miss a moment of the girl's unabashed act.

Unlike Hinata, who had (after being administered smelling salts a couple of times) sat through the lecture, the others weren't truly prepared for what Sakura was doing. The surrounding boys had expected that if Sakura were to do anything, it would be some sort of dainty, girly slow trickle. That was not the case.

A thick burst of high pressure pee burst out of her urethra like a quickly cast water bullet jutsu, the strength behind the blast showing in the impressive distance Sakura managed to give the stream and the loud sound of the liquid hitting the leaves there. The surrounding boys watched with dropped jaws as Sakura Haruno, a normally straight-laced etiquette-abiding girl who'd already reset their expectations once when it came to her attitude on group nudity, challenged their perceptions of her again.

Sakura couldn't believe she was doing this. Standing, legs apart, ass slightly clenched, naked and peeing as hard as she could in front of a group of boys (and a girl). There were two-ryo whores down in the red light district who would probably refuse to do something as vulgar as this! And the worst thing was-

“Yosh! She's really giving it her all!”

“Woo! Yeah! See? See? That's my teammate! I always knew underneath her follow-the-rules-thing that Sakura was the coolest!”

-the worst thing was, she was being cheered and congratulated on as she debased herself!

After a moment she began to realize that even that wasn't true. No, that wasn't the worst thing after all. The worst thing was that this felt good. Really, really good. Intellectually, she knew that this was due to the endorphins her brain was releasing due to her getting rid of the pressure in her bladder so quickly. And there was probably some positive enforcement coming from the fact that she'd managed to perfect this standing-up-while-peeing technique on the first go, without dribbling all over her leg or something. Sakura had an extremely strong rivalry with Ino about learning kunoichi techniques quicker, after all, and the deep, competitive, lizard part of her brain clearly didn't know to not be happy beating Ino in learning a kunoichi skill this particular time.

So she stood there, on slightly bent knees, peeing like a drunken sailor with almost everyone around her basically cheering on her vigorous watering of the bushes, and all the while she couldn't escape from the pleasant feeling that her brain was feeding back to her about it. Occasionally she had to adjust the pressure of her hands around her urethra, or redirect the positioning of her hips to keep directing the stream away from her body, but by the end she had managed to get through the whole vulgar experience without spraying it all over herself.

“There,” she said with a strange sense of accomplished pride as the last drops fell. “Not bad for a first try at that.”

'In your face, Ino-pig!' Inner crowed. 'In your face, which better never hear that we did this!'