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Chapter 95 - Chapter 95 She's not my friend

"Naruto-san?" A muffled voice called from the outside world.

"Someone's trying to wake me up. Better get going." Naruto sizzled out of his mindscape leaving the tailed beasts inside.

"Keh, 'I'm doing this to protect you all' he says." Kurama mimicked Naruto's voice. "We all know you're doing this to protect yourself Naruto."

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Naruto snapped his eyes wide open to Martha's lovely face. Her purple orbs shone brightly in the morning sun as she stared at him with a curious expression.

"Um, Naruto-san," Martha spoke softly,. "Gaia-san requested you to depower the seals."

"Oh, I forgot about that."

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John scoffed, staring at a piece of paper with weird scribblings on it. "I can't believe this thing is keeping me from going out… I'm running late for work!"

"He's still not up yet?!" Kuroka yelled over the loud morning soap opera.

"Kuroka! Turn down the volume and get your legs off the couch! This isn't an inn for you to do as you please and stop freeloading off others!"

Martha looked down dejectedly behind Naruto. Kuroka and Gaia, seeing the sad look on her face glared at Naruto, and John clicked his tongue in frustration. Naruto wondered why the goddess and the feline were glaring at him but shrugged it off. The glare Gaia gave him was the 'I'll have a word with you later' glare and that means he'd better brace for some serious lectures about life and how to behave.

"Kai." Naruto placed a hand on the seal, deactivating it. It gave a faint glow as it's effects wore off.

Naruto was quite against the idea of having the hunters stay with him and he was pretty sure to voice his displeasure yesterday night and he was quite loud about it.

John stared at his sister one last time before he left. "I'll buy you a huge cotton candy, Martha."

Martha smiled at her older brother giving him a nod. Naruto now knew he did something wrong because the smile on her face was fake.

"Yare yare," Naruto sighed. "Oi, Martha, go freshen up."

"Why? Why? Why? Why do you want her to freshen up?" Kuroka challenged, still angry at Naruto. "It's not as if she brought any spare clothes."

"Just take one from Gaia's wardrobe."

"But-"

"Do it before I change my mind." Naruto cut Martha off, grabbing the remote, leveling a heated glare at Kuroka as if saying 'challenge me if you dare' before he turned down the volume.

"I don't have all day girl."

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"Naruto-san, where are we going?" Martha asked, feeling uncomfortable under the leers of men on the streets.

"Tsk, Gaia has no fashion sense. All she knows is green," He sighed irritably.

Martha had a sweatdrop on her face because Naruto wore a neon orange t-shirt tucked into orange denim jeans, an orange sneaker and dark shades. He had orange buttons and an orange wristwatch... Talk about overboard.

"Ah, an orange sports car would have been the perfect ride don't you think, Marie?"

The shinobi never found the need to own a car or a phone. The fastest machine these humans created couldn't keep up with him at full speed and he once chased a jet but that's a story for another day.

Martha nooded behind Naruto with a sweatdrop. Naruto stopped at the bus station waiting for the next bus.

"I never needed a car but now that I think about it, it would have been pretty cool to own a filthy expensive ride" Naruto muttered. "What'd ya say, Marie?"

"Marie?" She thought, shaking her head. "Where are we going, Naruto-san?"

"We're going to get you a change of wardrobe."

"Say what?"

"If you're going to be staying with me for a while, you're going to need clothes won't you?"

"But, we could have just-"

"Nah nah, I'm feeling generous today and I think you misunderstood me back then. Back then, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I was only trying to hurt that feline's feelings."

"Feline? You love coming up with weird names for your friends," Martha giggled.

"She's not my friend!" Naruto snapped.

"You say so but your actions say otherwise."

"Huh?"

"Well, I think you bicker back and forth because you like her. If anything, you both looked like lovers to me."

Naruto's face turned green as he made gagging motions. Martha chuckled with a radiant smile on her face before the next bus pulled over. Martha got in first before Naruto and secured a seat for him at the back. Ten minutes into the ride, a brown haired man approached them.

"Excuse me, but does heaven know you're missing?" He said staring at Martha. She became visibly uncomfortable as she shrinked behind Naruto holding his arm. He blasted the brown haired man who was trying to flirt with Martha a nice dose of KI. "Get lost." He ordered.

Martha beamed at Naruto expressing her gratitude, making the blondie scoff. "Next time, you should tell them to get lost with a poker face or an angry face, alright!"

"Osu!" Martha conjured up her most serious face. She seemed rather cute than serious.

"My god… we have a lot of work to do"

(Uzumaki Mansion)

Kuroka lay sprawled in one of the second floor's rooms burning her gaze on the Hyoudou's house thinking about her baby sister.

(Flashback)

"Hey, I know I have no right to butt in between sibling matters and I might seem nosy to you but don't you think it's high time you talk to her?"

"She deserves to know the truth, don't shield her from it."

"The truth?" Kuroka repeated.

"You're afraid she might reject you even if she knew what happened... Well, if you're afraid, there's nothing I can do about it."

(Flashback ends)

Those words still cut her everytime she remembered them.

"Kuroka." Gaia knocked on the open door. "You seem worried. Care to share it with this old woman?"

Kuroka turned her head up and spoke. "It's nothing."

"Listening to John last night, I guess I must have failed at performing my responsibility as an older sibling."

Gaia flopped on the bed with a sigh. "I guess I failed too. We all failed at something in life."

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