Naruto was home alone that night and it was late. He was laying in his bed shirtless, thinking about how his life was now. His belly rose and fell with every breath above him as he stared up at the ceiling. He enjoyed being with Hinata and Sakura and how well things were going. But he felt that things might have been better without the three of them together and wondered how things would work out.
His eyes returned to normal, meaning he was fully back and not connected to Sakura. It felt empty for some reason, but he was glad he was back. Hinata felt the same way. At least they were glad he was doing well. Well, mostly enough.
“This can’t be my life, not with what’s happening to me!” Naruto exclaimed. “There’s no way I can achieve my dream of becoming Hokage while this is going on.”
He just laid there thinking of that and hoped that all was good. He didn’t notice how tight his skin was getting nor the feeling creeping up. It eventually came to a point where he couldn’t ignore it. This wasn’t good as it may kill him for good. He can't really explain the feeling but it felt as if his skin was as stretched as far as he could get and as full as possible. It also felt like he was growing and shrinking as well as imploding and exploding at the same time. It was weird and he doesn’t know how to fully explain it.
“What is going on here? I hope that either Hinata or Sakura is out there somewhere and can help me.” Naruto said.
"I don't know for certain, but if you would like, I'll give it a try." Said...
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