This choice: Naruto's food is the same, but due to his laziness, his metabolism slowly slows. • Go Back...Chapter #7Naruto's food is the same, but due to his l... by: Tammy Two Paws   A groan was heard from the bed of a certain demon-container, the sun hitting him in the face, forcing his mind into conciousness. Cracking an eye open, he glared towards the offending sphere of light before throwing an arm over his eyes, deciding to bask in the post-sleep drowsiness for another minute before having to face the day.
Not that this day would be any more difficult than any other day he had gone through recently.The blonde had to admit, the last few weeks had been pretty dang amazing and fulfilling. (In more ways than one)
Hanging out so much with Sasuke was an added bonus to it all, and Naruto had to admit he was pretty happy that their relationship seemed to have grown to an all-new high this last month. Not that it was bad before, it was really only at the start of their genin days that they barely could tolerate the sight of each other.
And then it was all of the food he had gorged on. And it was all free, courtesy of Sasuke! Naruto could barely keep himself from drooling as he finally left the bed, the thought of food floating through his mind. He stretched as tall as he was before a content sigh left him as he relaxed, his hand smacking his flat abdo-
He paused for a moment. Something felt off. He gave his stomach another pat, feeling it give under his palm. His stomach felt a lot less firm, and a lot more bloated than he was used to. Taking a peek down, he came face to gut with... Well, a gut. He blinked for a bit, mildly confused at the somewhat malleable mass that used to be a pretty trim stomach.
He had to admit that he was a bit curious about it, so he trudged towards the mirror to get a better look.
"Huh..." Naruto mumbled as he stared at himself in the mirror, rubbing the soft mass. "That's new."
It wasn't all that big really, not on the level of Chouji or Teuchi Ichiraku. Barely a potbelly if anything. It was there though, and while it was soft, it still had a certain firmness to it. He played with the thought of himself simply being bloated from the day before. (Barely stopping himself from drooling again at the thought of all the ramen he ate yesterday.)
That was not it though, as he felt the beginning pangs of hunger slowly entering his mind. His gut agreed, emitting an audible grumble at its current non-stuffed state.
Giving his new addition another rub, he took an inquisitive look at the rest of himself. Rubbing his sides, he felt that yes, there was definitely more flesh there, he couldn't really grab any of it though, so it didn't really worry him at all. His chest was a bit less defined, and a bit softer to the touch, but nothing really noteworthy. Arms and legs had another extra layer of flesh on them, same with his hips, though all it really did was give him a slightly wider look.
Giving his face a scrutinizing look, he tried to see any visible changes. It might be a tiny bit softer, though he couldn't really tell.
He gave his body another look before shrugging, starting his morning routine, banishing any thoughts about his body from his head. It was nothing to worry about. There was a lot of ninja's out there that was pretty damn rotund. Heck, Chouji's entire clan all varied from pretty chubby to huge, and they were all kickass.
Really, some extra pounds basically just gave him the excuse he needed to continue eating out with Sasuke.
He had just finished his morning wash when a knock was heard on his door, the Uchiha's familiar voice piercing through the wood.
"One moment!"
Naruto stared at the two orange pants in front of him, the two of them basically identical to anyone but the blonde. Should he go with the buttoned-up pants, or the stretchy sweat-pants...
Another growl left his stomach, basically making the choice for him as he dropped the buttoned pants. Stretchy it is.
Throwing on one of his black T-shirts, (Which he noticed was a tighter fit than expected) he threw open his front door before almost bolting out, basically dragging Sasuke with him as he strided through the streets, missing the appreciative looks the raven-head sent him, and ignoring the complaints that was thrown at him from his friend.
Not that Sasuke was all that miffed, seeing as this was a pretty normal occurence, the whole being-dragged-somewhere-else thing.
Naruto looked around, his mind going over the alternatives before his gut gave another growl.
He wanted something filling today...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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